The Real Us (Private)

Kaoru frowned in frustration as he watched the other laugh at his words. Why would he do something like that? "I just don't see any reason why you would keep something like that a secret... Why you wouldn't tell someone that you like them. What happens if that person you liked got snatched up by someone else. You'd have no chance...."

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Kyouya raised an eyebrow, shaking his head at his words. "Because that's private, and my private life has nothing to do with club and, to be honest is my own business. If a hypothetical interest were snatched up it would be my problem." He pointed out with a shrug. "And be honest I have enough to worry about as It is."
 
"I guess you're right... a lot of us wouldn't have time for something like that... We all have our busy lives out of school.." He sighed and crossed his legs as he leaned against the bed post. "But it never hurt anyone to at least have a fling every now and again. I'm not wrong..." He watched as a bird landed on the windowsill and pecked at the window before flying off.

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Kyouya sighed, watching him for a minute. He nodded, "Exactly." He agreed quietly, "Busy lives out side of school. When would I possibly have time?" He asked quietly. He sighed. "I'm not saying you're wrong, it might be good for some people, but Its something I can live without for now." He sighed. "I just... with everything going on... My father, the business, graduation is quickly approaching..." He sighed, shaking his head.
 
"You have time now... so why would you be spending that little bit of precious time with someone you see in the host club all the time, instead of spending it with that one person you may like?" He scooted to the edge of the bed and glared at him. "You honestly need to stop being so glum about things... If your dad wants to be such a pain in the ass, show you him you don't need him to be successful! Then you would have time for yourself!"

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Kyouya bit his lip, looking over at Kaoru. "And why do you care?" He asked, a hint of irritation at his voice. But not at him really. It was just a general irritation. He took a deep breath. "Why are you so concerned about me?" He asked him with a groan. He rubbed his temples, "You're not angry at me, you're angry at someone else..." He thought, sure some of it might be at him but there was a deeper reason he was suddenly upset. Maybe he was right... he probably was. It wouldn't that easy... but no one said it was going to be easy...
 
"I am angry with you because if you actually tried to break away from your Dad you would be so much happier..." He looked away again and frowned a bit. He hadn't quite figured out why it was bothering him so much either. It was a good question, Why was he so concerned? "Aren't friends so supposed to care about each other? Isn't that what Tamaki-senpai was trying to teach me and Hikaru?"

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Kyouya watched him with a small sigh. 'I'm happier than I was a few years ago, I suppose that's some place to start." He shrugged, watching Kaoru for a moment. There was something... about how he was acting. He studied Kaoru over closely for a long minute before looking away about. "Care? Yes... but this is more than just caring, you're mad at me with little provocation. That means either there's someone else your mad at or... You're oversensitive to my situation." He told him after a long moment.
 
He seemed a bit startled as he looked over at Kyouya. He was being studied and that sort of unnerved him. "There isn't anyone else I am mad about. I've already told you that. There isn't anyone that taken a chance to get me angry." He sat up a little more and watched him with a frown. "Oversensitive... Yeah right..." He looked off to the side.

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Kyouya watched him and nodded, "So you continue saying..." He sighed, looking up at the ceiling in thought at his responses. "If it's not someone else it's me... Tamaki knows my situation. His thoughts are similar to yours, he wanted me to be happy but he doesn't get angry that I haven't done anything yet." He thought aloud, looking back. "So the conclusions if that for some reason you are more passionate about my situation." He told him
 
He watched him in thought and agreed that he was being very passionate, a hand reached up to his chest and he clenched his shirt into a fist. "I don't know what to tell you, Kyouya-Senpai... I don't have any answer for once... and that part is frustrating me too..." He looked down at his shoes that were sitting on the floor. It wasn't a bad idea to come here was it?

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Kyouya watched him for a second before standing up and walking over to the window. He slid his hands into his pockets, taking a deep breath. "I see that." He responded simply, eyes traveling over the view from his window. The sky was clear, it was quite calming. Whatever he was thinking was hidden well within his mind before sighing. "You don't know, or you don't want to know?" He finally asked.
 
He looked up as the other began to move and watched him walk over to the window. He slid off of the bed and walked over to the window with him so that he could look at the yard that was in front of his window. Leaning against the window frame, he shook his head. "Trust me... I want to know. Why wouldn't I want to know?"

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Kyouya looked over At him as he followed. Unnecessary action really. He sighed, shrugging at the question. "I can't answer that, you have to do it yourself... What you think I can give you all the answers to life?" He raised an eyebrow.
 
"I know you can't do that... but how would you react if it was because I liked you? I mean!! It's just a hypothetical question so don't take me seriously or anything!" He huffed and continued looking out the window, crossing his arms. "I'm not expecting you to give me answers to life. Even you can't know something like that."

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Kyouya shrugged, "I know that, just making sure you did." He told him pausing at his question. "Since it's hypothetical I suppose it doesn't matter, even I'm not completely sure." He admitted. It wasn't just another girl with a crush on him, it was someone he, for all intended purposes, worked with. Would he reject him? Ignore? Accept? He shook his head. "Who knows..." He muttered.
 
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Sighing his shoulders slumped and he shook his head. "That wasn't much of an answer. Even if it hypothetical what doesn't matter to you might actually matter to me, you know." He stood up straight again and crossed his arms looking out the window again. "But I guess that is who you are... you don't think in the hypothetical sense..."

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Kyouya turned around, looking at him with a keen eyes before back at the ground. "Habit I suppose... It's safer for me to distance myself, things are easier to predict when emotions aren't involved..." He admitted. Why was he saying this? Who knew? He didn't need to, but he was regardless. "What does matter to you?" He asked after a second.
 
"A true answer to my question.. And it isn't always safer to do something like that. Take it from me. Hikaru and I grew up like that and we were never as happy as we are when we are in the Host Club with everyone, including Haruhi." He glanced at him crossing his arms as he spoke. He moved to the seat Kyouya had been sitting in and sat there.

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Kyouya shrugged a bit. "I'm aware. It's not always safer... I still feel and engage... I'm just careful as to how much I invest." He told him, still watching him. "I'm just in a delicate situation." He told him, leaning back against the glass.
 
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"I guess you are...." He looked off to the side and rested in elbow on the chair as he his head rested in his hand. He had really wanted an answer because the more he thought about it, the more wasn't just hypothetical and this was going to be an issue if he kept being so distant. He didn't like distant at all anymore.

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Kyouya raised an eyebrow, something bothered him about his responses. It wasn't like he had anything to prove to him... maybe it was the sense he was judging? He was always so careful to appear how he wanted he didn't have to deal with what might happen if someone didn't like what they saw. "Waiting for the right chance I suppose..." He shrugged, glancing back at the window.
 
"Wait too long and it might pass you by without you even noticing." He glanced at him again and then shook his head. It confused him how he had suddenly come to like the other. He sighed and noted that the sun was going down. Was he going to kick him out and make him go home? Or was he going to act like any other teenager and let him stay?

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Kyouya watched him for a moment. He sighed, "I suppose that's always a possibility." He agreed after a second. He tapped his fingers on the edge of the window sill in thought. But his eyes stayed fixed on Kaoru. There was something different, different than every other day he saw him... Something almost comforting.
 
"It would suck if something like that were to happen. There is no telling when a moment like that shows up again." He waved his hand and sighed softly. With a yawn he stood up and looked at his shoes and then back at him. "Are you tired of me being here yet? Do you want me to head on home?" He really hoped the other would say that he didn't have to leave.

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