Kyoya leaned back in his chair, watching as the host club continued its normal, non-hosting, activities. Tamaki was trying to force Haruhi to wear another horrendous dress, Mitzukuni was giggling and eating cake in a padded chair. Morinozuki was standing behind the chair, a silent sentinel, as usual.
Kyoya frowned. The twins were missing.
He stood up and strode to his energetic, blonde friend. "Where are the twins, Tamaki?"
Tamaki's head snapped up. "I thought they were here. They were – " he paused, eyes focusing on a point somewhere behind Kyoya.
Kyoya turned around, following Tamaki's eyes and frowned, seeing the twins sprawled over his chair.
He cleared his throat and the twins froze. They glanced at him, flashed their mischievous grins, and scurried away to replaced Tamaki at Haruhi's side.
Kyoya made his way back to his chair and inspected it. It seemed that the twins had not damaged it in any way, so, he sat down.
Immediately the chair collapsed underneath him. The twins began to roar with laughter. Tamaki began to chuckle. Haruhi was giggling. Mitzukuni was squealing, and even Morinozuki was smiling.
Kyoya frowned and stood trying to regain some dignity. He glared at the twins – he would get them back for this. The twins stopped laughing and scooted out the door, fearing his wrath.
Kyoya smiled. He'd get them. He'd get them when they least expected it.
The rest of the club shivered – the room had gotten substantially colder. Morinozuki quietly escorted Mitzukuni out the door followed closely by Haruhi. Tamaki cautiously approached his friend. "Hey, uh, Kyoya? No hard feelings, right?" He patted his friend on the shoulder.
Kyoya looked at him, glasses flahsing. "Of course not." He smiled, already planning his revenge.
Tamaki siled. "Great!" He slapped Kyoya on the back and left, leaving the Shadow King alone with his dark thoughts.