Mending Tamaki

"I am so sorry...I was trying to avoid that" Tamaki sighed as they travelled in a taxi to the hotel.

"I can imagine so." Kyoya looked at his fingers,"So are you going to tell me what it was all about Philippe or am I going to have to make assumptions?"

"Please Kyoya don't call me that" Tamaki said quietly and Kyoya sighed.

"I apologise. I'm just very concerned about what I'm seeing and hearing" he took on a gentler tone and turned to look at Tamaki.

"I promise I will tell you it's just...Not quite now okay?" Tamaki met Kyoya's gaze. Kyoya just nodded. Tamaki looked so relieved Kyoya was glad he didn't press the matter any further. The rest of the journey was spent in total silence. When they got to Kyoya's elaborately decorated room Tamaki looked around wide eyed.

"Oh my...This is just...Oh I've missed beautiful places like this." Tamaki murmured, slightly tipsy now. 

Kyoya's suite was indeed beautiful. Everything was cream or red or gold and it was impeccably furnished. It even had it's own bar which Tamaki immediately went to investigate. Kyoya made himself comfortable on the large leather lounge and watched Tamaki with growing dread. This was obviously going to be a long night.

"Oh wow! You have Irish cream! The expensive kind!" Tamaki held up a bottle of liqueur.

"It appears I do. Actually I've never tried it." Kyoya stretched a little and tried to relax.  

"You haven't? Well you're gonna try some. Right now." Tamaki pulled out two glasses and put ice in both.

Kyoya wondered how Tamaki learnt how to pour drinks like a fancy bartender. Then again it WAS Tamaki.

"Milk?" Kyoya knitted his eyebrows when Tamaki produced milk out of the fridge. 

"Yeah. It's milk based and you don't wanna drink it straight do you?" Tamaki chuckled.

"I doubt it" Kyoya noted that Tamaki did NOT put any milk in his own drink but simply filled the entire glass with straight Irish cream.

Tamaki joined him on the lounge and passed him his drink saying "you wait til you taste it. It's exquisite."

Kyoya did find he enjoyed the taste. Perhaps a little too much because he had two more. The smooth, creamy and slightly sweet drink went down wonderfully. The slight burn of the alcohol had a lovely warming effect, though he wondered how Tamaki was able to skull it straight like he did.

Kyoya stopped, wanting to fully be able to register anything Tamaki happened to divulge, but Tamaki kept going and going and going. He was soon well into a third bottle.

"Tamaki...Do you think that perhaps that's enough?" Kyoya suggested almost nervously.

"Uh uh...In my line of work you gotta know how to drink...if you can't drink then you won't go far." Tamaki said with a drunken giggle and downed yet another drink.

"If you say so." Kyoya lent back against the lounge and closed his eyes.

"Hey you aren't going to sleep on me are you?" Tamaki gave him a playful shove. 

"Not at all" Kyoya opened his eyes again and Tamaki lent his head on his shoulder.

"She kicked me out Kyoya" Tamaki mumbled, "she kicked me out of the house, out of the family and out of their lives completely"

"She, I take it, is your grandmother?" 

"Of course" Tamaki nodded, "Not only that, but she made sure I would find it impossible to find work"

"I see..."

"You know why? You know why she did it?" Tamaki straightened up and looked directly at Kyoya, "Because I found out the truth and confronted her"

"What was it you found out?" Kyoya enquiried, very interested.

"My mother is dead. She'd been dead for years." Tamaki said and laughed "I tried so hard thinking I would see her again and all the time I had no mother to go back to. I didn't even get to say goodbye! My father didn't even know."

"Oh Tamaki I'm so sorry" Kyoya gaped. He didn't like the sound of that laugh. It was a laugh that was almost insane.

"So anyway I had no home and no job and no way of contacting anyone." Tamaki continued, "So I ended up doing the only thing I was good at. I took girls out. Gosh I was so naiive thinking I would be able to just keep it at that. Turns out it went a little too well. Husbands, boyfriends, brothers and fathers started to beat me up or harass me because the girls would get nasty and tell tales. All out of jealously and anger because I couldn't really be with them."

"Yes the ladies did always get attached to you" Kyoya nodded.

"Well then...Then I decided maybe it would be better to give that up. I didn't know what to do but then...What was his name? I can't remember but whoever he was said that I should do the same thing but with guys. I'm bisexual you know so it didn't seem like a bad idea at the time. It was though." Tamaki stayed quiet for a little while after that and poured another drink.

"What happened Tamaki?" Kyoya tried to encourage Tamaki to talk more. Tamaki just shook his head.

Kyoya wondered if he was ever going to get the full story.

"What do you do with these guys Tamaki?" He tried one more time.

"Would you like me to show you mon ami?" Tamaki was suddenly unbearably close, smiling seductively and trailing his fingers along Kyoya's jaw.

"As tempting as that may be...I think I'll pass" Kyoya tried to stay cool.

"Pity" Tamaki moved away and Kyoya swallowed hard.

"Seriously Tamaki, Can you tell me?" Kyoya tried again.

"Does it matter? I get plenty of money and most of them are really really nice guys. It's not that bad" Tamaki said a little too cheerfully, "Anyway enough of all that. I'm feeling all fuzzy and happy and I don't want to spoil it"

Kyoya tried not to be frustrated but it was hard. 

"Oh dear...I think I've overdone it" Tamaki mumbled and giggled. Then he turned green. Kyoya had a container there in record time.

"Yep...Definitely overdid it" Tamaki groaned taking the wet cloth and glass of water  Kyoya held out for him.

He rinsed out his mouth and cleaned himself up before lying down on the lounge.

"I'm sorry Kyoya..." He sighed, "I finally get to see you and I end up making an idiot of myself.

"The old Tamaki would be wailing by now." Kyoya helped Tamaki get comfortable on the lounge, "Where'd he get to?"

"That idiot is long gone." Tamaki said softly, "We all have to grow up sometime don't we."

"Not like this" Kyoya stroked Tamaki's hair but Tamaki was passed out.