I can’t say I’m completely familiar with the fandom, but the vibes I got from reading the manga and watching the anime says that this is possible. But if it’s not, I can always say this is AU. Not. It’s a short Tamaki X Kyouya, which is pretty apparent. I’ve always thought that they are really pair-ish, and Kyouya is totally the seme type. xD

Synopsis: Tamaki tries his luck in the Ootori residence early in the morning.

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Tamaki was an idiot, though he was counted as one with surprising insight and academic excellence. It was a long known fact in the Host Club itself, and even Haruhi, who joined (more like blackmailed into joining) not long ago. It was actually quite a wonder that their lady customers never did notice.

But the point remained, that Tamaki was an idiot.

So, as an idiot, some things took longer to be realized or absorbed into his head. Which was the reason why he dared to attempt waking Kyouya early in the morning for the third time in his life.

“Tamaki…” The low blood pressure evil lord growled ominously as his stormy black eyes seek out the targetted blond head from above the blanket’s edge. “What do you think you are doing?”

“Okaasan, the scrupulous twins kidnapped Haruhi and brought some amusement park just by themselves! Wuhhh, it pains me just to think what they will do to my lovely daughter!”

Kyouya’s eyes narrowed. “And?”

“We have to stop them!”

Normally, if Kyouya was in his normal awake and diabolically calm state of mind, he would just smile and say a quiet but firm ‘no’, then turn away to avoid the point-zero impact of Tamaki’s puppy eyes. But this… was an altogether different situation.

He pushed himself up abruptly and pulled Tamaki nearer by the front of the Prince’s shirt. They were so closed that their lips touched when he spoke. “Tamaki…”

Staring straight into those opaque eyes, the golden-haired teen finally felt that his idea of approaching Kyouya at such an early time in the morning was a very bad idea. He also promptly remembered what happened the last time the third son of the Ootori family was woke up prematurely.

He shivered. “Yes… Kyouya…?”

“I know you’re stupid, but I didn’t know you are this stupid. Do you think I will care about Haruhi getting close with the twins at all? So you think I’ll find them, for you, after only three hours of sleep?” Kyouya tapped Tamaki’s cheeks with a smirk. “Now that you woke me up for nothing, what do you think are the consequences… Ta-ma-ki?”

Tamaki was an idiot, but not this much of an idiot. So he tried to bail. “Um… Kyouya, I’m deeply sorry for the trouble I’m causing you and I-really-got-to-go-bye!”

He succeeded in pulling himself away from Kyouya for a second and was about to make his safe escape off the bed when Kyouya’s arm grabbed his wrist in a lightning fast motion. “Not so fast.”

“K-Kyouya?”

With a smooth tug, flip, and turn that would make their two third year members proud, the dark-haired teen pinned the blond under him and beamed at the frantic young man as he ripped the buttons off Tamaki’s shirt. “Shouldn’t dear O-tou-san take care of Okaasan’s needs? Hm?”

“Uhh, I think… K-Kyouya?!”

“O-tou-san is disobedient… how should Okaasan punish him, hm?”

“Ahh… no…. I’m sorry! Kyo… nn….”

The third son of Ootori proceeded to make Tamaki understand perfectly well why he should not be disturbed when he was sleeping. The blond was a bright student, so he got the message by the time he dragged his thoroughly exhausted self home, a very satisfied Kyouya seeing him off at the door.

And for a week straight, Tamaki could not seem to refer to Kyouya as ‘okaasan’ without blushing a furious shade of tomato.