Mama said "Don't hurry love" [Tamaki x Kyouya] [PG-13] Part 1
Oh my goodness, It’s been a long time since I wrote a fic. And hm, the lack of Tamaki/ Kyouya/Tamaki in the last two months. I needed a fix on my godly OTP~ Tamaki/Kyouya.
Title: Mama said ‘Don’t hurry love.’
Pairing: The lovely parental couple ~ Tamaki/Kyouya.
Rating: PG-13 Warning: Slight spoiler for Ep 24.
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, I just use them to express my love for these boys. Ouran belongs to Hatori Bisco. Awesome.
Summary: Every year Tamaki gets confessed to, but he would always say ‘mama said don’t hurry love.’ Will mommy finally say ‘you don’t have to wait?’. Or will mommy continue to say ‘Don’t hurry love.'
Part 1 || Part 2
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“Tamaki-senpai, I … I like you.” She blushed.
The blond smiled ever so beautifully before running his fingers through her brown locks.
“I’m sorry to hurt my fair maiden’s heart,” He said in the most endearing voice any girl would want to hear, “But I’m terribly sorry to have to push away that confession.” That was a clear rejection from Tamaki in the most subtle way possible. He hated seeing a girl cry, especially if the reason was him.
As predicted, the girl’s eyes started welling up with tears. “Is it because I’m not good enough?” she asked in a choked voice.
Tamaki’s eyes widened as he tried to coax the girl to stop.
“That’s silly!” he said, sliding his hands down to cup her cheek, “Any man would want you, it’s just that I can’t return the feelings,” he said, smiling, “Wouldn’t you want someone to fully cherish you? Your sweet look, the vibrant personality? I’m sure there’s someone better out there for you. I remember mommy said you can’t hurry love.”
“Haii, isn’t that like, the 3rd girl this week?” Hikaru asked the group who was a fair bit of a distance away from Tamaki and his latest confessor.
“Tono-san sure has been handling it well,” Kaoru said, peeping at the couple with his brother, “He says the same thing over and over again.”
“Hikaru, Kaoru stop spying on him.” Haruhi said, pretending not to be bothered with what was going on in the courtyard… but she followed the boys anyway. In fact, when they had found out that Tamaki had girls confessing to him in the courtyard, the twins had started making sure everyone always followed… Well, all of them were busy bodies anyways.
She knew Tamaki had been getting all these sorts of approaches and confessions-at first she thought he might’ve jumped at any chances-but he didn’t. He carefully rejected them, making them feel better again, and then moving on with life without saying a word to the host club.
Well, maybe not to them, but she had a clue Kyouya might know more about it.
While the twins kept on spying, Mori and Honey were mostly talking about how Tamaki was such a gentleman. She looked over at Kyouya who wasn’t looking at the couple; instead he was scribbling in his notebook.
Haruhi sighed, must be the club expenses, “Kyouya-senpai.”
He responded without looking up from his notebook, “Yes Haruhi?”
“Has Tamaki-senpai had, well... anyone before?” she asked curiously. It wasn’t a question Haruhi would ask otherwise, but judging by the last few people Tamaki rejected, it didn’t look like he had a girlfriend at the moment. Plus, she herself was curious… On good grounds.
“Hmm…” Still scribbling, Kyouya asked, “Why the question?”
“Just curious. We seem to be spying on him often enough to know he pushes everyone away. Just wondering if he had anyone he liked before?” Sometimes Haruhi was just straight forward.
“Heh.” Was that a quick smirk that he gave her? Surely not. Kyouya always kept his cool expression. “He’s just not hurrying love.”
“That’s obvious from what he’s saying. Did his mother advice him before?” she asked, looking over at Tamaki who finally succeeded in making the girl smile and sparkle up at him, “He listens pretty well though.”
Kyouya gave her a smile, “Oh yes, he listens to mommy very well.”
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2 years ago.
It was very warm during the month of December in the Ootori manor, especially sitting on the kotatsu and having a cup of hot green tea in one’s hand.
Tamaki looked up nervously at Kyouya who was wearing a pretty violet sweater, looking pale and lovely as he picked his cup up to sip his tea. He had such a way of holding things…
“Kyouya,” Tamaki called out his name.
“What is it Tamaki?” Kyouya asked as he placed the cup down, “It’d better not be some weird idea again, one stupid idea at a time. I agreed to the host club idea, and agreed to the whole ‘family hierarchy thing’ which is ridiculous, but I agreed. Don’t over do it.”
“Huh? Oh, no, no! No more club ideas,” he said laughing, “And, hey! What stupid idea? What’s stupid?!”
Ignoring Tamaki’s questions, Kyouya went on, “So what is it?”
Tamaki went silent. His hands went around his warm cup, his eyes downcast.
“Well, come on Tamaki, we’re not getting any younger. What is it?” Kyouya asked.
For a few moments Tamaki looked at his cup, then after biting his lip, his head shot up, “I like you, Kyouya!”
There were apparently not enough things to subdue Tamaki’s loud proclamation in the room, because it echoed down the hall. Luckily for the both of them his father was on a business trip and his brothers weren’t in the house that moment.
Kyouya stared at Tamaki for the longest time while the other boy turned red with embarrassment.
“I- I know it’s sudden, but we’ve known each other for about nearly half a year, and I kind of liked you since the first day, and I know it’s very weird for me to be telling you this, but I like you.” He said it all so quickly that Kyouya swore he just heard a fly buzzing.
However, for a long moment, Kyouya said nothing, and Tamaki slowly felt himself crumbling into ashes.
“So? What do you want me to do about it?” Kyouya asked, but Tamaki was too worried to notice that Kyouya was actually amused by this rather than disgusted.
“I… I don’t know. Tell me what you think or something? Give me an answer…” he said, his heart beating so fast it might burst out of his chest. This was such a big confession, he knew this, but he had just blurted it out without thinking. He didn’t even know if Kyouya was okay with this kind of relationship.
They were both boys! Male! However, Tamaki had strong feelings for Kyouya, he couldn’t just push them away, but if Kyouya said “NO,” Tamaki would just die.
“No.” Came the dreaded reply.
Okay, maybe Tamaki could die now. His heart stopped, blood froze in his veins, and he went white. Kyouya hated him.
In a mere millisecond Tamaki was in the far corner, sulking, turning that particular corner black with grief. Kyouya found all of this too entertaining for his own good, and he actually chuckled, but Tamaki didn’t notice it.
“You hate me,” Tamaki said in a sullen voice.
“No, I don’t hate you,” Kyouya stated, smiling coolly at the table.
“Yes you do.”
“Whatever you say.”
Tamaki turned his head, “You’re supposed to say ‘No I don’t!’”
“I already did. I hate repeating myself,” Kyouya said, sipping his tea again.
“So you don’t… Don’t think it’s weird? Or find it disgusting?” Tamaki asked crawling nearer to Kyouya.
“Did I say such a thing?” Kyouya asked.
“That means you like me too!?” Tamaki beamed up like a light bulb.
“… Did I say that?”
Tamaki’s light bulb burst and he went into a morose mood again.
“Will you stop making the mood dreary?” Kyouya asked, looking at him, “I can’t give you a decision; it’s too quick and probably senseless. I can tell you what I think you should do, though.”
Tamaki beamed up again, “Oh anything! Anything, what is it?”
“Don’t hurry love.”
“What?”
“Don’t hurry love. You heard me. You’re quick to jump on a bandwagon and say you like me, but you probably don’t-”
“No, no, I really like you!”
“You’d say that to anyone probably.” Kyouya went on ignoring whatever Tamaki said. He had suggested a ‘Host club’ for goodness sake!
The blond gasped, “What! No I won’t.”
“Are you sure? If you won’t, then don’t hurry it. And wait ‘til I give you an answer. I mean, you’ll probably find someone else in that time. You’re too young to know, but love doesn’t come that easily,” Kyouya said narrowing his eyes.
Tamaki nodded, “I know, but you sure know a lot about it,” he said, leaning in to look at Kyouya from up close, who gritted his teeth and whacked Tamaki on the head.
“Are we clear? And let’s act as if none of this happened.”
“HAH! We’re ON! I won’t give up for mommy!” Tamaki said determinedly, clenching his fist up in front of his face, his violet eyes shining with delight.
Mommy? What the heck…
“Tamaki, shut up.”
“Okay mommy.”
XXX
Present year- Second year.
“Oooo, Tono’s done with the girl, everyone back to the music room,” Hikaru said ushering everyone back to the music room.
Tamaki who was standing in the rose courtyard sighed as he looked up at the sky.
“Don’t hurry love, huh?” he shoved his hands into his pockets, “He should know the only thing that keeps me hanging on is his words.” He sighed again.
“Tamaki, stop talking to yourself,” Kyouya said. He realized Tamaki hadn’t left the spot since they left and decided to come back and get him. “We have to start club activities now,” he said before turning to walk away.
Tamaki turned around and beamed when he saw the love of his life. “Kyouya~~!” he scrambled to join Kyouya and walk with him to the music room.
I can do this, Tamaki thought; I've been telling everyone who has confessed to me what mommy told me. And I am going to keep telling them the same thing until I get mommy to say 'you don't have to wait anymore.'
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First year -Flashback.
“Kyouya…” Tamaki climbed onto his bed, crawling towards his friend who was reading a book.
“Yes Tamaki?” Kyouya asked without looking at him, his eyes still on the words of the book.
The blond stopped next to him, taking a deep breath before he continued, “I really like you.” That made a smile tug at the ends of Kyouya’s lips slightly. Hadn’t he heard this before? “So…” Tamaki trailed off, as if afraid to go on.
Kyouya set his book down and looked at Tamaki, who looked at him like a pleading puppy that wanted a bone. He smiled, and oh what a beautiful but malevolent smile it was, “What did mommy say, Tamaki?”
With just that, Tamaki’s face fell, like how a dog’s ears did, “You can’t hurry love…”
The black haired boy nodded, “Yes.” He didn’t feel sad for the boy, he didn’t feel bad about it either, plus, this wasn’t the first time he ‘rejected’ Tamaki. “You just have to wait, right?”
Tamaki pounced up again, “But-but… how long? It’s been… a year now,” he argued.
Yes, Kyouya knew it had been a year since Tamaki first confessed to him. He knew the blond pushed away numerous people who liked him to come back during this season and confess to him again. Kyouya was just amazed Tamaki did so. That Tamaki came to him once again to confess and hope for the same feelings and words from Kyouya.
But Kyouya’s answer was the same as the year before: “You can’t hurry love.” Although he felt stupid saying it, he said it nevertheless, “You just have to wait… Right, Tamaki?”
And so Tamaki did.
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Continued… Because LJ is being a sordid prick, it wouldn’t let me post the whole thing in one page, and something is wrong my LJ presets, so it looks like there are large gaps between sentences, yet again LJ being such a lovely codswallop… So…
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