12 Days of Christmas; Day 8 [KyouyaKaoru]
Title: 12 Days of Christmas
Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club
Pairing(s): KyouyaKaoru
Genre: romance/general
Type: Twelve part series
Rating: G
Other Notes: None?
Disclaimer: Nopes.
Summary: A sort-of companion fic to the Asphyxiation series. Twelve drabbles, ficlets, and other such things (all are interconnected) for the holidays.
AN: Happy New Years everyone! Unfortunately, this part isn't quite as fluffy as the rest of them; it's rather philosophical, actually. But nevertheless, here it is!
12 Days of Christmas
Day Eight
01 January
Word Count: 583
“So how was your New Years? Did you visit the shrines?” Kaoru asked as they casually strolled the grounds of the Ootori estates.
“Yes, I did; with my. . . family.” Kyouya frowned.
“Is that what’s been bothering you this whole time?” Kaoru stopped and looked at Kyouya seriously, a slight crease in-between his eyebrows, apparently noticing the brief falter in his words.
The Shadow King pursed his lips; Kaoru was getting better and better at reading him and he wasn’t sure how he felt about that.
“I think. . .” Kaoru started, before Kyouya could answer the question, “I think that despite our inability to choose our family, we have to accept them for who they are, even if we don’t want to. Because, in the end. . . they may be the only ones we can truly lean on. Family will always be family, but acquaintances come and go, friends may not always be there for us, and lovers-” he smiled sadly “-are sometimes the most fleeting of relationships there is.”
Kyouya opened his mouth to say something, but Kaoru forged on.
“But I also think that because we can choose who our friends are, it can make up for some things that our family members may lack. If we make the right friends, then maybe we won’t have to rely on our family quite as much.
“I used to believe that Hikaru and I were inseparable, that I’d surely be unable to function if he weren’t with me all the time. I was so intent on remaining within our own world that I suppose I never really realized what I’ve been missing. And now, even though I still love Hikaru dearly, I’ve allowed other people in-some a little more reluctantly than others.
“Friend love, family love, and a lover’s love are all different and maybe all are necessary for someone to truly feel complete. As for me, everyone in the Host Club has become a sort of second family to me; I wouldn’t hesitate to jump to their aid if they were in need of it.
“So I believe,” he smiled serenely, hands clasped behind his back, looking intently up at Kyouya, “that we make our own family with whom we deem worthy. They don’t have to be related to us by blood, but there is still a certain bond that we share and that’s. . . I think that’s the most important thing.”
Kyouya stared, dumbfounded. Kaoru’s mini-speech had struck a chord in him; when had the Hitachiin become so philosophical? Its meaning was profound and Kyouya believed that he could truly take Kaoru’s words to heart. And he vaguely wondered when Kaoru had come up with this theory.
“Kaoru. . .” he took a step towards his lover, “Does that, perchance, mean that I am a part of this family you mention?”
His smile widened, “Of course. You’re one of the most important people to me. So just remember, even if you are less than enthused to call your family ‘family’, you still have the Host Club family you can count on. Right?”
With Kaoru looking so innocently beautiful, cheeks pink due to the falling snow, Kyouya couldn’t resist wrapping his arms around the younger twin and kissing him soundly on the lips.
When Kyouya released him, he sighed into Kaoru’s hair. “So, tell me more about this. . . ‘family’ of yours.”
And though Kyouya couldn’t see it, he knew that Kaoru was smiling.
AN: There's another reference to Kaoru's pumpkin in this part? Did you catch it? =P
Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club
Pairing(s): KyouyaKaoru
Genre: romance/general
Type: Twelve part series
Rating: G
Other Notes: None?
Disclaimer: Nopes.
Summary: A sort-of companion fic to the Asphyxiation series. Twelve drabbles, ficlets, and other such things (all are interconnected) for the holidays.
AN: Happy New Years everyone! Unfortunately, this part isn't quite as fluffy as the rest of them; it's rather philosophical, actually. But nevertheless, here it is!
12 Days of Christmas
Day Eight
01 January
Word Count: 583
“So how was your New Years? Did you visit the shrines?” Kaoru asked as they casually strolled the grounds of the Ootori estates.
“Yes, I did; with my. . . family.” Kyouya frowned.
“Is that what’s been bothering you this whole time?” Kaoru stopped and looked at Kyouya seriously, a slight crease in-between his eyebrows, apparently noticing the brief falter in his words.
The Shadow King pursed his lips; Kaoru was getting better and better at reading him and he wasn’t sure how he felt about that.
“I think. . .” Kaoru started, before Kyouya could answer the question, “I think that despite our inability to choose our family, we have to accept them for who they are, even if we don’t want to. Because, in the end. . . they may be the only ones we can truly lean on. Family will always be family, but acquaintances come and go, friends may not always be there for us, and lovers-” he smiled sadly “-are sometimes the most fleeting of relationships there is.”
Kyouya opened his mouth to say something, but Kaoru forged on.
“But I also think that because we can choose who our friends are, it can make up for some things that our family members may lack. If we make the right friends, then maybe we won’t have to rely on our family quite as much.
“I used to believe that Hikaru and I were inseparable, that I’d surely be unable to function if he weren’t with me all the time. I was so intent on remaining within our own world that I suppose I never really realized what I’ve been missing. And now, even though I still love Hikaru dearly, I’ve allowed other people in-some a little more reluctantly than others.
“Friend love, family love, and a lover’s love are all different and maybe all are necessary for someone to truly feel complete. As for me, everyone in the Host Club has become a sort of second family to me; I wouldn’t hesitate to jump to their aid if they were in need of it.
“So I believe,” he smiled serenely, hands clasped behind his back, looking intently up at Kyouya, “that we make our own family with whom we deem worthy. They don’t have to be related to us by blood, but there is still a certain bond that we share and that’s. . . I think that’s the most important thing.”
Kyouya stared, dumbfounded. Kaoru’s mini-speech had struck a chord in him; when had the Hitachiin become so philosophical? Its meaning was profound and Kyouya believed that he could truly take Kaoru’s words to heart. And he vaguely wondered when Kaoru had come up with this theory.
“Kaoru. . .” he took a step towards his lover, “Does that, perchance, mean that I am a part of this family you mention?”
His smile widened, “Of course. You’re one of the most important people to me. So just remember, even if you are less than enthused to call your family ‘family’, you still have the Host Club family you can count on. Right?”
With Kaoru looking so innocently beautiful, cheeks pink due to the falling snow, Kyouya couldn’t resist wrapping his arms around the younger twin and kissing him soundly on the lips.
When Kyouya released him, he sighed into Kaoru’s hair. “So, tell me more about this. . . ‘family’ of yours.”
And though Kyouya couldn’t see it, he knew that Kaoru was smiling.
AN: There's another reference to Kaoru's pumpkin in this part? Did you catch it? =P