Kyoya stood in front of the sink, gripping the sides and mentally cursing himself. He could still taste Sora's lips on his, feel the curve of her body pressing into his as they leaned against the sink. It was wrong. All of it was so very, very wrong.
Somehow he had managed to lose his head and had acted upon a choice that had been rash at best, if not completely and utterly insane. It was not in his character to act like that and it scared him. What had this girl done to him? What power did she seem to have over him?
She was engaged to Honey! Though he never spent much time with the older teen he did consider him a friend albeit not a close one but a friend nonetheless. He could hardly bare the thought of the look in Honey's eyes when he found out that Kyoya had not only cornered but kissed his fiancée. And then there was what Mori would do to him for hurting Honey…
He turned on the water and reached down, cupping his hands under the water. He filled them and splashed the cool liquid over his face. He hoped it would wake him up but it only dampened his shirt, annoying him further.
"Get a hold of yourself!" Kyoya spat at his reflection but it didn't help.
There was a knock at the bathroom door and Kaoru's voice came through, "Hello?"
Kyoya walked to the door and opened it, "It's all yours." he said to the younger man.
"Sempai? Are you okay? You look sick. And damp." Kaoru said looking at the wet spots on Kyoya's shirt.
"I'm fine." Kyoya replied shortly and shoved past the human obstacle heading for the stairs.
He needed something to get his mind off of this. He knew that downstairs was a liquor cabinet that didn't have a lock thanks to the several parties Tamaki had thrown at his house. A stiff drink was something that Kyoya would welcome right now.
Once downstairs he made a beeline for the liquor cabinet and with a sigh poured himself a glass of Scotch, sinking into an armchair to drink it. His mind trying to rid himself of the thoughts of his kiss with Sora.
I lay in bed with Haruhi's soft breathing behind me. Tamaki's bed was one of the softest I'd ever laid on in my life but I couldn't sleep. Every time I closed my eyes I saw him looking at me. His dark eyes pierced mine and the reminder of his lips pressed against mine haunted me.
My lips tingled as I thought about Kyoya's kiss. It had been so sweet and so unlike anything I had ever felt before. I had been kissed a couple times before but nothing like the one that Kyoya and I had shared. My body had been electrified by the touch of him and I and my heart ached to feel that again.
However as much as I wanted to kiss him again, I knew that it was wrong. Honey and I were going to be married and I had to be loyal to him. Right?
Suddenly my mind began to spin like crazy, a million thoughts coming up at once.
So what if we were getting married? We weren't married yet. After that I would end up in a marriage with someone I didn't know if I would ever or could ever love in a romantic way. Didn't I have the right to really and truly feel what it was like to have a connection with someone? At least once?
My body knew the answer before my mind did because a second later I had kicked back the covers and was out of bed. Haruhi didn't even move as I slipped out of the room and down the hall to the room Tamaki and Kyoya shared. Hopefully the Host Club King was a heavy sleeper so I could prod Kyoya from bed without waking Tamaki in the process.
Reaching the room I carefully opened the door and peered inside. However I only saw Tamaki, his blonde hair spread on the pale blue sheets under him.
"Haruhi…come sit with Daddy…he loves you so much." Tamaki muttered in his sleep.
I smirked but carefully shut the door and headed further down the hall. I had almost reached the bathroom when Kaoru came walking out.
"Sora? What are you doing up?" he asked.
"I'm looking for Kyoya. I-I have to ask him a question about our paper. I meant ask him earlier but I forgot to. Have you seen him?" I replied.
"Yeah he was in the bathroom like ten minutes ago, right before I came in. I think he went downstairs." Kaoru replied.
"Thanks." I smiled and headed for the stairs.
After a few minutes I found him in the sitting room again with a glass in his hand, the moonlight reflecting off the amber colored liquid inside.
"Kyoya." I said my voice suddenly breathless.
"Sora? What are you doing down here?" he asked.
"I need to talk to you." I replied.
"Talk? I thought that upstairs we had talked about everything we needed to talk about. You made your rejection more than obvious and I accept that. You're a soon to be married woman. It is not suitable for you to be kissing another man." Kyoya replied his tone controlled and cool as if it really didn't bother him in the least.
"What if I want to though?" I asked.
Kyoya's eyes shot up from the glass and up to meet mine.
"What are you saying?" he asked.
I took a deep breath and walked over to the armchair where he sat and kissed him.
His body froze at the sudden shock of it all but a second later relaxed in the kiss. He tasted a little different this time. The sweetness had been replaced by a sharp bite from the alcohol, Scotch if I was right. However that Kyoya taste was still present and I loved it.
After a moment Kyoya put his hands on my hips and pulled me across his lap. My hands found my way around his neck yet again and Kyoya' used one arm to pull me closer while his other hand traced patterns up my leg. The higher his hand went the more shivers that shook through my body.
Eventually his hand was on my hip, rubbing circles into my hip bone under the shirt I wore. His tongue explored my mouth as my hands grasped his hair.
My mind was on nothing but Kyoya and I when suddenly he pulled away.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Are you sure of this? Do you have a clue what you're risking?" he asked looking at me.
"Yes. I've never been more sure. This is something for me, not for my family." I replied.
Kyoya smiled softly and nodded, "Very well. However I think it's time we head to bed. As much as I'd love to kiss you all night I think we should go to bed before someone comes looking. I assume that you want to keep this quiet and that would certainly ruin things."
I nodded and pressed one last kiss to his lips before climbing off his lap. Taking his hand I pulled him up and we headed upstairs.
"Goodnight Kyoya." I smiled as we reached his door.
"Goodnight Sora." he nodded and headed inside.
With the smile still on my face I headed down the hall to my own room and hopefully to a good night's sleep.