According To You- Orianthi

Tamaki was crying silently. Kyouya had yelled at him again. All he'd done was mess around with him, that's all. "Kyouya," he sang, draping himself over his boyfriend, "Let's play a game!"

"No." he typed away at his computer.

"Kyouya…." Tamaki whined.

"I said no. Dammit Tamaki, you're so stupid!" the Shadow King yelled, standing up.

"You're totally useless to this club and you can never show up on time!" A dark purple cloud surrounded him, dripping menace.

Tamaki had been shocked, but he ran away, sobbing wildly. Now here he sat.

"Taaaaaaaamaki…" a voice loomed from the shadows.

"Nekozawa- sempai!" he jumped.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm stupid."

Umehito looked at the King. "No, you're beautiful and incredible….."

Battlefield – Jordin Sparks

Kyouya still sat in the club room, typing away. He stopped. 'Tamaki.' He thought sadly. "DAMMIT!" he seethed, crushing his laptop. "I'm so stupid!" He screamed out his frustration. "I never wanted to hurt him! I hate this!"

Kyouya sat down, angry at himself. "What's wrong?" Kaoru asked, the sensible Hitachiin twin. "I yelled at Tamaki again." He mumbled into his hands.

"Kyouya-sempai, love is a battlefield." Kaoru lectured gently. "I mean take me and Hikaru. We fight, but we always kiss and make up. It happens to everyone."

"You're right." Kyouya stood up again. "I'm gonna go find him."

Doctor Jones- Aqua

This was different. His love with Kyouya had been kinda harsh. Umehito wasn't harsh at all, despite being in the Black Magic Club. He had left, and already Tamaki was missing him terribly. He had even taken great lengths to avoid Kyouya all day. All Tamaki was thinking of was Umehito now.

He phone rang, corresponding to his thoughts. "I miss you, Tamaki."

"God, I want you here so bad." Tamaki whispered back.

"I think about you every day."

"So do I, Umehito."

"I'm on my way now."

"Okay!"

Tamaki smiled, running through the courtyard to meet him.

Don't Stand So Close To Me- The Police

Tamaki was running, a happy smile plastered on his goofy face. Kyouya had finally managed to spot him. 'Finally I can talk to him.' He thought. Kyouya began to run too,

shouting after Tamaki.

"Tamaki!"

The blonde turned, smile fading fast. Kyouya caught up to him, wrapping him in a hug. "God, you idiot, I've missed you." Tamaki squirmed, twisting away from the embrace. "Let go, Kyouya." In shock, He let go of the Host Club King.

"Don't stand that close to me." Kyouya started. "What? Why?" Tamaki blushed, looking down at the ground. "I just don't fe-"he began. The dark-haired boy's lips crashed on to his.

"Kyouya, please don't!" He pushed away, running off.

Piano Man-Billy Joel (A/N: Isn't that funny that it came on?)

Tamaki ran home, wailing and conflicted. Sobbing, he ran to his piano. Playing out his frustration, the blonde began to sing, "Sing us a song, you're the piano man!"

Shima, the maid appeared in the room.

"Is everything alright, Master Tamaki?" Tamaki ignored her, playing on. "….. If I could get out of this place." He belted out. "It's Master Kyouya, correct?" the maid pressed on. Still, the young man blocked her out, singing louder.

"They're sharing a drink they call loneliness, it's better than drinking alone!"

"MASTER TAMAKI!"

"…."

"I understand that you're upset. Talk to me."

Tamaki continued to play, but had stopped singing. "Kyouya yelled at me again. I was tired of it so I ran away." Shima nodded. "Nekozawa-sempai found me. He said I was beautiful, and then he kissed me."

The old woman sweat dropped.

"Ah."

What's Your Name? – Jesse McCartney

Kyouya went to a club that night, drinking. He scanned the crowd, searching for familiar faces. A host club girl was there surprisingly. The Shadow King had seen her around, but didn't know her name. "Hello." He said courteously.

She blushed, "K-Kyouya-kun!"

"What's your name?"

"…"

"Dance with me?"

Reluctantly, she did so. Halfway through the song, however, she pulled away from the Shadow King. "I can't."

"What's your name? I'd really like to know."

"No."

"Please tell me."

"I- I'm sorry."

Kyouya drew close. "A lady as lovely as you shouldn't be this shy." The random girl ran off, without giving an answer.

Write This Down- George Strait

The day after the club, Kyouya wandered aimlessly through the neighborhoods. Tamaki danced through his thoughts. 'I should've recognized the signs.' He cursed himself. 'He already had one foot out the door. It's too late.'

He found himself in front of his ex-boyfriend's mansion. Running to the gate, he hastily ripped a page from his notebook. Writing feverishly, Kyouya left a note on the gate. It

read….

In case you didn't know,

I love you, and I don't want you to go.

Love Kyouya

Way You Make Me Feel-Michael Jackson

Umehito had been trying to reach Tamaki for some time now. He wouldn't answer. Umehito was beginning to get worried.

The blonde senior began to think about how Tamaki made him feel. He felt like a little boy. And that kiss had knocked him off his feet. It was amazing…..

He'd never felt so in love before. Finally, his lonely days were over. 'I've never felt this way about anyone before.' Umehito wanted Tamaki to be his and his only REALLY bad.

You make me feel young again.

I love you.

You knock me off my feet.

Thanks for making me feel not lonely.

Love Umehito

He pressed send.

Right Round- Flo Rida ft. Ke$ha

Tamaki was at a nightclub, trying to forget all about Kyouya and Umehito. It was great. He avoided the hookers, not eager at all. But he never expected….

'Kyouya.'

The blonde tried in vain to escape the Shadow King. But it was impossible. Kyouya noticed him immediately. After all, there weren't many blondes in Japan.

"No. You're not running away." Tamaki froze.

"Dance with me please, love." He couldn't avoid him any longer. Kyouya whispered to him as they danced, "You spin my head right round, right round…"

"Kyouya," Tamaki murmured back, "I love you. But it hurts too much." He ran again.

Whatever It Takes- Lifehouse (A/N: I was so happy when this came up! 3)

Kyouya started. "No, Tamaki!" He ran out of the club after him. "Stop." He grabbed the blonde's wrist.

"Kyouya, let go of me."

"No Tamaki, you'll listen to me." Kyouya trembled, his glasses fogging.

"I know it hurts you Kyouya, but you've got to let me in!" Tamaki cried, eyes watering.

"I know I've hurt you. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make this good again." Kyouya yelled back, overtaken by emotions. "Listen, Tamaki." He whispered, hugging the blonde tightly. "I'm so sorry I've hurt you. I know I've let you down. If you give me a chance, I'll change."

"I'll save us."

At this, Tamaki cried even harder, grabbing Kyouya. "Yes." He whispered, kissing the dark haired boy passionately.