Another Suoh..?||Boy x Boy||OHSHC

Chapter 2

When the group finally left the Souh second estate, at around ten that night, in their separate limousines, the Suoh boys headed up to their rooms, hugging each other goodnight. Samon took a quick, warm shower before calling it a night and getting dressed into a pair of simple shorts, laying down before proceeding to fall asleep fairly quickly. Both of them slept through the night peacefully, though Tamaki tossed and turned, as per usual, Samon stayed almost completely still, his legs shifting every now and then to readjust and get his muscles moving subconsciously.

When morning broke Samon was up at about five thirty, knowing his brother, he knew Tamaki wouldn't wake up for multiple more hours, he changed and grabbed his phone before telling the maids he was going out for a small jog around the estate yard. A few wished him quiet 'good luck' before wandering off to continue the morning cleaning. Samon heading outside into the crisp chill of the morning hair that hit his face and woke him up fully almost instantly. Taking a slow, deep breath he started a slow, even-paced, steady jog, it took nearly an hour to go around the whole estate grounds and when he got back inside he got into a brisk shower to clean up.

After showering he clothed himself and walked down to the dining room, the boy's manners instructor standing at the table waiting for him to sit down. He sat, back straight, head held high as he waited for his plate quietly. When it was set in front of him, simple waffles with mixed berries on top, syrup and scrambled eggs, he began eating. Slow bites so he didn't choke or get air in his stomach. it took another half an hour for him to finish. He bowed slightly to his manners instructor before walking back to his room, it was now roughly seven in the morning. He stepped into Tamaki's room and shook his shoulder softly.

"Tamaki... Tamaki, time to wake up..." He whispered, rubbing his shoulder, only getting a groan in response followed by Tamaki moving further into his blankets. He sighed and pulled the blankets down slightly, moving over to the windows and opening the curtains all the way before saying in a stricter voice. "Rene, it is time to get up and get dressed, we have school in an hour, you still need to eat. Get up." At the mention of how much time the two had, he got up and stretched, shooing Samon out of the room hurriedly, he left and went to his own to put his school bag together. 

A few notebooks, normal leather bag, pencils, his laptop that slid easily into one of the pockets, a calculator and his class schedule. He looked his schedule over quickly before slipping it into its own pocket, walking downstairs and sitting in the living room in wait for his brother to come down and eat. When he did he looked over and gave a small smile, getting a wide one in return. After twenty minutes the two were leaving the house and walking down the pathway to the limousine, Tamaki slipping in first with his school bag followed by Samon, who sat next to his brother.

When the limo pulled to a stop the chatter between the two blondes died down to just smiles as they got out, the younger of the two getting greeted with cheers and smiles from girls while the older of the two quietly made his way through the group, somehow going unnoticed by them. He spotted the Host's and walked over to them, placing his hand on Haruhi's head softly. "I take it that's" He pointed to his brother being surrounded by young ladies. "Normal?" He asked, all of them simply nodded, though Honey gave a verbal response.

"In our club, Tama-chan is the highest requested Host!" He looked over at Kyoya for confirmation about the fact he was given, getting a nod he looked back at his brother and smiled. "Hmm... Interesting..." He whispered, shaking his head shortly after. He wouldn't find the host club very much fun, considering he was gay. He wouldn't introduce himself as it but if someone asked nicely he would very happily tell them he likes guys and not girls. Though he would die before he told his grandmother or father. He may be open about it, but not that open, he was, surprisingly, enjoying his time in Japan so far. Though he did miss his mother dearly.

But at the moment he didn't have a choice to be here, he was being forced to by his grandmother. Forced to live a life he wasn't used to. A life that was lavish and full of expensive things. Things he didn't need or want in particular. He was content in a home that was just two stories. Content with his clothes that weren't branded. Yet, he almost felt content with this life. The people in it, the smiles and laughs he got from telling a joke or goofing off with the twins. He felt at ease knowing he fits in with people he just met yesterday.