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Your family was staying in Japan for a type of "vacation" from the busy life your parents lead in your home country. Your father was an extremely successful businessman, your mother was known worldwide for her charitable actions and then there was you, their only child. You had always hated to be in the spotlight, but since your parents were such high profile individuals, the cameras always found you. Visiting your father's friends/business partners was often the only escape that you got from the media.

That's why you had found yourself getting along so well with the son of Mr. Suoh, one of your father's closest friends. Not only was this son charming, but he understood how you felt about your family's fame. It was unusual to find someone who you could relate to, especially a boy. Tamaki, his name, told you about the host club that he had started at his school and about how fame wasn't all that bad as long as you had fun. His courage and genialness were both things that made him extremely admirable in your eyes. You would have given anything to be as charming as him.

Tamaki was someone that you considered a close friend, he was everything that you wanted in one. That's why it hurt you so much to turn him down. While staying at his home last year, Tamaki confessed his feelings of affections that went beyond friendship to you. No matter how much you thought about it, you didn't feel that kind of attraction towards him. You would never be able to see him as anything more than a friend.

***

"Hey Tamaki!" You smiled brightly at him.

It was still a little awkward to be around him because of what had happened before, but you hoped to put that behind you this year. After all, Tamaki was one of your closest friends.

"Hey [Name]." His voice was quieter than normal, he didn't sound as excited to see you as you were to see him.

Your smiled faltered a little at his tone, even if you didn't feel that way about him, it still hurt to hear him speak to you like that.

"Did you do anything interesting today at school?" You plopped yourself onto one of the couches in the foyer area. "I'm sure you and that host club of yours got into something."

Tamaki let out a breathy chuckle and sat down near you. He shook his head and then looked up at you with his crystal blue eyes.

"What about you?" His voice sounded just a little more enthusiastic. "Did you get up to anything while you're imprisoned here?" He spoke humorously.

"I'm not imprisoned here, Tamaki!" You argued playfully. "I happen to enjoy being kept away from people." You twirled a piece of your hair on your finger.

Tamaki swallowed as he watched your finger move to scratch an itch on your chest, exposing a bit of skin to him.

God, He thought. She's such a damn tease.

"You okay?" Your voice shook him from his thoughts.

"Y-Yeah. I'm fine." Tamaki looked up to meet your concerned eyes. "Just a bit tired from school. I think I better go get some rest before the fundraiser tonight." You frowned slightly at his words; Tamaki was already leaving? He seemed to take every opportunity to blow you off.

"Bye?" You were irritated and it showed.

"See you later, [Name]."

***

You were in hell right now, surrounded by incredibly wealthy people trying to act like they can relate to the less fortunate. It didn't help that there were dozens of journalists looking to get any kind of story out of this event. You sat at your assigned seat and had your head rested on your palms. You had no idea why your parents thought that it would be a good idea to throw a party like this while you were on vacation because, to you, this was the exact opposite of what a vacation should be.

"Yo." You lazily looked over to see who had said that and locked eyes with a familiar face. Tamaki.

Your face immediately brightened when you saw him. You felt like someone had finally relieved you of the pain and torture of this goddamn event. Excitedly, you rushed over to him and began to chatter away about how much you hated places like this. Tamaki smiled at you all the while and would provide his input on some of your statements.

"There are only two things I like about this fundraiser: " You began. "You and this dress. Seriously, who would've thought of making an entire dress out of velvet? I'm telling you it's amazing." Tamaki blushed at the mention of his name, completely ignoring the rest of your statement.

"You have to feel it, it's soooo soft." You grabbed his hand and rubbed it over your stomach. "Amazing, right?" Tamaki could barely contain his emotions right now. You always knew how to get him worked up. Always flirting, but keeping that innocent expression on your face. It drove him crazy.

***

You tiredly stumbled back to your room. It was nearly two in the morning and you had finally worked up the nerve to excuse yourself from your table. You were far too tired to continue talking about business with people you barely knew and Tamaki had left you to the wolves about an hour before.

You shut the door behind you and unzipped your dress. The dress easily slipped off and you kicked it away from your feet. You flicked on the light switch and began to rummage through your suitcase in an attempt to find something to wear to bed. You pulled on a t-shirt and zipped your suitcase up. Just before you turned off the lights again, you noticed something on the desk in your room.

You walked over to find out more and it turned out to be a slip of paper. It was folded over once and the front had your name written neatly on it. This struck you as odd, who the hell was leaving you notes? You quickly unfolded it and began to read.

[Name],

I can't contain my feelings for you anymore, not after tonight. Meet me outside by the pool as soon as you get this.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you re-read the note again, there was no name signed at all. Who the fuck was this? Just before you crumpled the note, you decided to spare this person the embarrassment of being stood up and just go outside to turn them down. Hurriedly, you pulled on a pair of shorts that was on the floor of your room and rushed out to meet them.

***

You stood there for maybe five minutes before anything happened. You were about to leave before you heard footsteps approaching you from behind.

"I-I didn't think you would come, [Name]." You knew that voice, never in a million years could you forget that voice.

"Tamaki?" You whipped around to face the young man.

His blond hair was slightly disheveled and the skin near his eyes had a pink-ish tint, almost like he had been crying.

"I know what you said last year, but I really can't take much more of your teasing." Teasing? When had you ever teased him? You took a step back. "I just need you to please give me a chance because -- because I love you, [Name]." Tamaki choked slightly on the last words.

Your mouth was agape. Could anyone blame you though? You thought that you had made it clear before.

"I-I can't Tamaki, I'm just not interested in that, please understand." You were apologetic. "We're just friends, okay?" You shot him a weak smile and took another step back.

"So you act like that with all of your other 'friends'?" Tamaki began to sound angry. "You act like a little whore then, [Name] and we most certainly can't have that."

A bead of sweat ran down your forehead as you looked him in his eyes. They were what scared you the most, the darkness in them was unmistakable.

"Tamaki, please--"

"Please what? Please stop?" His face was right in front of yours now. "Not a chance. You just need to see how much I do love you."

Seemingly out of nowhere Tamaki pulled out a small knife. You felt your heart stop when you saw this. Was he going to kill you? Tamaki pushed the knife onto his palm and pulled it across. He hissed as the knife slit open his skin. Blood began to well around the new wound and there was a smile on his face. Your breathing was now heavy, you had never been so scared in your life. He pointed the knife at you and grinned even wider. The blade pressed against your cheek and you swear you could have died right then.

"Your turn." He whispered and licked the shell of your ear. You shivered slightly and the knife scraped against your skin.

"P-Please just stop." You were on the verge of stopping.

Tamaki's laugh echoed around you and your blood ran cold. You were fucked.

"Don't make me kill you [Name]. All you have to do is cut your hand, then we'll be linked through blood." His voice was sickeningly calm. "Do it." He handed you the knife and watched you expectantly.

You cringed as you cut into your hand. Blood began to come out of the cut you had made. You looked up and saw Tamaki smirking. He grabbed your hand and squeezed it hard. You winced and bit your tongue.

"There, " Tamaki grit his teeth as drops of blood splattered onto the concrete. "Now we'll be together forever."

Description
Your family was staying in Japan for a type of "vacation" from the busy life your parents lead in your home country. Your father was an extremely successful businessman, your mother was known worldwide for her charitable actions and then there was you, their only child. You had always hated to be in the spotlight, but since your parents were such high profile individuals, the cameras always found you. Visiting your father's friends/business partners was often the only escape that you got from the media.

That's why you had found yourself getting along so well with the son of Mr. Suoh, one of your father's closest friends. Not only was this son charming, but he understood how you felt about your family's fame. It was unusual to find someone who you could relate to, especially a boy. Tamaki, his name, told you about the host club that he had started at his school and about how fame wasn't all that bad as long as you had fun. His courage and genialness were both things that made him extremely admirable in your eyes. You would have given anything to be as charming as him.

Tamaki was someone that you considered a close friend, he was everything that you wanted in one. That's why it hurt you so much to turn him down. While staying at his home last year, Tamaki confessed his feelings of affections that went beyond friendship to you. No matter how much you thought about it, you didn't feel that kind of attraction towards him. You would never be able to see him as anything more than a friend.

***

"Hey Tamaki!" You smiled brightly at him.

It was still a little awkward to be around him because of what had happened before, but you hoped to put that behind you this year. After all, Tamaki was one of your closest friends.

"Hey [Name]." His voice was quieter than normal, he didn't sound as excited to see you as you were to see him.

Your smiled faltered a little at his tone, even if you didn't feel that way about him, it still hurt to hear him speak to you like that.

"Did you do anything interesting today at school?" You plopped yourself onto one of the couches in the foyer area. "I'm sure you and that host club of yours got into something."

Tamaki let out a breathy chuckle and sat down near you. He shook his head and then looked up at you with his crystal blue eyes.

"What about you?" His voice sounded just a little more enthusiastic. "Did you get up to anything while you're imprisoned here?" He spoke humorously.

"I'm not imprisoned here, Tamaki!" You argued playfully. "I happen to enjoy being kept away from people." You twirled a piece of your hair on your finger.

Tamaki swallowed as he watched your finger move to scratch an itch on your chest, exposing a bit of skin to him.

God, He thought. She's such a damn tease.

"You okay?" Your voice shook him from his thoughts.

"Y-Yeah. I'm fine." Tamaki looked up to meet your concerned eyes. "Just a bit tired from school. I think I better go get some rest before the fundraiser tonight." You frowned slightly at his words; Tamaki was already leaving? He seemed to take every opportunity to blow you off.

"Bye?" You were irritated and it showed.

"See you later, [Name]."

***

You were in hell right now, surrounded by incredibly wealthy people trying to act like they can relate to the less fortunate. It didn't help that there were dozens of journalists looking to get any kind of story out of this event. You sat at your assigned seat and had your head rested on your palms. You had no idea why your parents thought that it would be a good idea to throw a party like this while you were on vacation because, to you, this was the exact opposite of what a vacation should be.

"Yo." You lazily looked over to see who had said that and locked eyes with a familiar face. Tamaki.

Your face immediately brightened when you saw him. You felt like someone had finally relieved you of the pain and torture of this goddamn event. Excitedly, you rushed over to him and began to chatter away about how much you hated places like this. Tamaki smiled at you all the while and would provide his input on some of your statements.

"There are only two things I like about this fundraiser: " You began. "You and this dress. Seriously, who would've thought of making an entire dress out of velvet? I'm telling you it's amazing." Tamaki blushed at the mention of his name, completely ignoring the rest of your statement.

"You have to feel it, it's soooo soft." You grabbed his hand and rubbed it over your stomach. "Amazing, right?" Tamaki could barely contain his emotions right now. You always knew how to get him worked up. Always flirting, but keeping that innocent expression on your face. It drove him crazy.

***

You tiredly stumbled back to your room. It was nearly two in the morning and you had finally worked up the nerve to excuse yourself from your table. You were far too tired to continue talking about business with people you barely knew and Tamaki had left you to the wolves about an hour before.

You shut the door behind you and unzipped your dress. The dress easily slipped off and you kicked it away from your feet. You flicked on the light switch and began to rummage through your suitcase in an attempt to find something to wear to bed. You pulled on a t-shirt and zipped your suitcase up. Just before you turned off the lights again, you noticed something on the desk in your room.

You walked over to find out more and it turned out to be a slip of paper. It was folded over once and the front had your name written neatly on it. This struck you as odd, who the hell was leaving you notes? You quickly unfolded it and began to read.

[Name],

I can't contain my feelings for you anymore, not after tonight. Meet me outside by the pool as soon as you get this.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you re-read the note again, there was no name signed at all. Who the fuck was this? Just before you crumpled the note, you decided to spare this person the embarrassment of being stood up and just go outside to turn them down. Hurriedly, you pulled on a pair of shorts that was on the floor of your room and rushed out to meet them.

***

You stood there for maybe five minutes before anything happened. You were about to leave before you heard footsteps approaching you from behind.

"I-I didn't think you would come, [Name]." You knew that voice, never in a million years could you forget that voice.

"Tamaki?" You whipped around to face the young man.

His blond hair was slightly disheveled and the skin near his eyes had a pink-ish tint, almost like he had been crying.

"I know what you said last year, but I really can't take much more of your teasing." Teasing? When had you ever teased him? You took a step back. "I just need you to please give me a chance because -- because I love you, [Name]." Tamaki choked slightly on the last words.

Your mouth was agape. Could anyone blame you though? You thought that you had made it clear before.

"I-I can't Tamaki, I'm just not interested in that, please understand." You were apologetic. "We're just friends, okay?" You shot him a weak smile and took another step back.

"So you act like that with all of your other 'friends'?" Tamaki began to sound angry. "You act like a little whore then, [Name] and we most certainly can't have that."

A bead of sweat ran down your forehead as you looked him in his eyes. They were what scared you the most, the darkness in them was unmistakable.

"Tamaki, please--"

"Please what? Please stop?" His face was right in front of yours now. "Not a chance. You just need to see how much I do love you."

Seemingly out of nowhere Tamaki pulled out a small knife. You felt your heart stop when you saw this. Was he going to kill you? Tamaki pushed the knife onto his palm and pulled it across. He hissed as the knife slit open his skin. Blood began to well around the new wound and there was a smile on his face. Your breathing was now heavy, you had never been so scared in your life. He pointed the knife at you and grinned even wider. The blade pressed against your cheek and you swear you could have died right then.

"Your turn." He whispered and licked the shell of your ear. You shivered slightly and the knife scraped against your skin.

"P-Please just stop." You were on the verge of stopping.

Tamaki's laugh echoed around you and your blood ran cold. You were fucked.

"Don't make me kill you [Name]. All you have to do is cut your hand, then we'll be linked through blood." His voice was sickeningly calm. "Do it." He handed you the knife and watched you expectantly.

You cringed as you cut into your hand. Blood began to come out of the cut you had made. You looked up and saw Tamaki smirking. He grabbed your hand and squeezed it hard. You winced and bit your tongue.

"There, " Tamaki grit his teeth as drops of blood splattered onto the concrete. "Now we'll be together forever."