Wagashi Run

March 31st, 2007 at 3:18 pm

Kyouya Ootori disliked many things in the world. He disliked sweets, and he disliked having to spend so much money on the Host Club’s activities. Some would even say that he disliked Tamaki Suou (which still hadn’t been confirmed to be true).

But he could say for certain that the thing he probably hated the most was how he was dragged out of bed and woken up in the early morning by a certain someone or someones. It seemed to be happening on a more frequent occasion than the Shadow King would have liked, but it had been a full month with that annoying thing not happening. It gave him a relief of knowing that he would not be disturbed while he slept - but the relief was short lived.

A low hiss emitted from Kyouya as he was awoken with a jolt. The last time he checked - his bed didn’t move. He opened his eyes one at a time and a familiar blond haired boy greeted him with a smile from the seat across from him. He glared and said in an annoyed tone, “What now Tamaki?”

Kyouya sat up and straightened the shirt Tamaki had dressed him in. Something told the Shadow King this was going to be another headache of a day.

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