Mending Tamaki | By : Angebex Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 4940 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High school host club or it's characters. I am not being paid to write this fiction. Contains self harm, angst, yaoi, drug use and all manner of icky/sexy things you may not wish to read. |
Tamaki groaned and knitted his eyebrows. He felt like death warmed up and his head felt like it was splitting.
"Well... It seems he still lives" Kyoya smirked from the nearby chair.
"Mph...Hi Kyoya" Tamaki opened his eyes, then immediately squeezed them shut, "What the hell did I do?"
"Well you drank copious amounts of alcohol and told me ALMOST everything" Kyoya put down his coffee.
"Oh I'm sorry. I hope I wasn't any trouble"
"You're always trouble Tamaki. Pain killers and water are right beside you"
"You are a saint." Tamaki felt for the items without opening his eyes and found the tablets, which he took without water.
Eventually Tamaki was able to sit and drink the water as well.
"So I told you almost everything huh?" He mumbled, rolling up his long sleeves because he felt hot.
That was when Kyoya noticed something very disturbing.
"Tell me Tamaki." He moved to sit next to his friend, "How far do these men make you go? "
"It's not that big a deal Kyoya...really." Tamaki smiled, "Don't worry"
"Suoh" Kyoya's tone turned threatening.
"Really... It's fine" Tamaki insisted.
Kyoya sighed and pulled Tamaki's sleeve up further, revealing scars and a few fresher cuts just above the elbow where they could be hidden.
"Explain this then" Kyoya held Tamaki's arm still and stopped him pulling away. Tamaki gave up struggling and bowed his head.
"I'm waiting" Kyoya's voice was quiet but commanding.
"You really wanna know?" Tamaki's voice was equally quiet, "Fine"
Kyoya's eyes were met by Tamaki's fierce ones and he was a little taken aback by the sudden hostility in them.
"I sleep with them okay?" Tamaki said through gritted teeth, " I do whatever they wanna do, go wherever they wanna go and then I fuck their brains out. Happy?"
With that he pulled his arm away and crossed the room to the large window. He just stood there, staring out with his back to Kyoya.
Kyoya has suspected this but to have it put so bluntly. It took some time to get over the shock. In that time Tamaki only became tenser.
"Why would I be happy about that?" Kyoya tried to hide his disappointment and rage, "if I'd known..."
"Oh but there's more" Tamaki spun around and started walking back towards Kyoya saying "I do whatever they want in the bedroom too. You won't believe the fetishes these guys have. One guy wanted to tie me up and gag me, one guy wanted me to do that to him. one guy wanted to cut me and lick the blood off. one guy wanted to whip me. one guy wanted me in a dress. One guy said the most horrible things. One guy insisted on using toys. Two guys wanted to do me at the same time! Literally! I couldn't even stand the next day. I've done things the twins wouldn't even dream of!"
All this was said very fast and with increasing intensity until he was standing in front of Kyoya breathless and shaking.
"Tamaki enough" Kyoya stood up.
"But I've only started. I thought you wanted to hear everything" Tamaki said, his voice soft and sarcastic. They were practically nose to nose now and Kyoya actually felt a little scared of his best friend.
"I do. " he said gently, putting a hand on Tamaki's shoulder, "but you have to breathe moron."
Tamaki sighed heavily and tried to calm down. He hadn't realised he was almost hyperventilating.
"Now c'mon you idiot and sit down" Kyoya guided him back to the lounge and sat him down.
"It used to really hurt..." Tamaki said, sounding completely worn out, "that's when I started taking drugs and when this began to happen" he lifted his sleeve briefly to show the self inflicted injuries, "Now it happens because I don't feel anything at all"
"Drugs? I thought you were more intelligent than that" Kyoya frowned.
"So did I"
"The cutting... How often does it happen?"
"Daily..:" Tamaki closed his eyes and lent over so his head was resting on Kyoya's shoulder, "I'm so tired Kyoya...I'm just so tired"
"That doesn't surprise me." Kyoya tried to process it all. Outside he was calm but inside he was devastated. How could Tamaki get into such a horrible position? It wasn't fair.
"So...Now you know..." Tamaki sighed, just before his phone rang. He answered it quickly. It seemed to Kyoya that he had another client. After the call ended Tamaki turned back to Kyoya.
"I'm sorry... Non of this is your fault..."
"No it's quite alright" Kyoya insisted but Tamaki shook his head.
"It would be better if you just forget about all this. About me... I'm just... I'm just gonna go." Tamaki gathered his things and headed for the door, "Don't try to find me Kyoya. Pretend you never saw me"
With that Tamaki Suoh disappeared out the door and out of Kyoya's life once again.
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