Lucky I'm In Love With My Best Friend

13. France

A/N Everything in italics is a flashback to France.

Kyoya knocked on Tamaki's door, even though he never actually had to. They had been sneaking into each other's houses almost everyday, worried that if people knew they saw each other that often they'd get suspicious.

He straightened his tie nervously, looking down at his watch. Finally a maid opened the door, Tamaki standing behind her. He was dressed in a suit similar to Kyoya's, but instead of his tie being purple, it was red; and instead of his suit being black, it was white.

Tamaki waited for the maid to leave before speaking. "You look amazing Kyoya." Tamaki smirked. "Thank you. As do you." He returned the smirk, holding out his arm for the other to take. "Wait just a second Kyoya. I'm the man here."

"We're both men, idiot." Kyoya mumbled.

Tamaki grabbed Kyoya's arm anyway, following him to the limo that waited for them. They both got in, sitting beside each other with Kyoya's hand on Tamaki's.

Kyoya rested his hand on Tamaki's, in attempt to calm him down. "Tamaki, you'll be fine, stop freaking out." Kyoya said. "But I haven't been to France in years, nor have I been on a plane. What if we crash before we get there? What if we find out that aliens took over the country? What if—"

Kyoya interrupted him by pecking his lips. "Tamaki, none of those things are going to happen. Please calm down."

Tamaki's cheeks brightened. He slowly nodded, looking out the window. "I can't believe we're actually going. You don't know how thankful I am for this." He smiled, looking back at Kyoya.

"Don't think I did this for you or anything. I wanted to go to France too you know." Kyoya smirked.

"Right. Well thank you for being kind enough to bring me along." Tamaki chuckled.

"We haven't been on a real date since France, have we?" Tamaki asked quietly. Kyoya shook his head. "No we haven't. Unless you count us going to get tea and hanging out at each other's houses."

"I don't really count that, no." Tamaki was silent for a minute. "France was the best first date. We probably could never beat that night with any other date, even if we tried."

"Maybe so, but I'm sure we could beat the events following that date if we tried." Kyoya wiggled his eyebrows, and Tamaki punched his arm.

"We hardly did anything..."

Tamaki watched as Kyoya slept. He was pretty tired himself, but couldn't keep his eyes off the gorgeous figure.

Kyoya's eyes slowly crept open, and he looked back at Tamaki. "Have you been watching me sleep?" Kyoya asked, his voice low and raspy.

Tamaki nodded.

"Creep." Kyoya mumbled, before shutting his eyes again.

"I just can't help but gaze upon your picturesque being, how peaceful and calm you are while resting."

"Save it for the ladies, Tamaki." Kyoya turned his head so he was no longer facing Tamaki.