Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran or any characters. I also don't own the song 'Wait for Me' by David Geddes

Author's Note: All italics are almost direct quotes from the song listed above. Obviously the song doesn't say Kyoya, it says Johnny instead. Oh, good luck finding the song or lyrics anywhere, I bought it through itunes.

"Wait for me. Wait for me. Kyoya wait for me." Haruhi cried as she ran after me.

I ignored her though, and kept running. I wasn't going to wait for some little kid. She was only three and I was four. I was too old to play with her; she would only get in my way.

Her mother was a famous and successful lawyer and her father a popular television comedian. She was not only too young to play with me, but she was also beneath me. I didn't care that her family was wealthy; they were still new money and were so low that they only hired a gardener, her mother preferring to do the cooking and housework with Haruhi.

Everytime I left the house she was there, always there – sitting on the curb as she watched the clouds, or, later, read a book. Whenever I saw her, I took off running, trying to get away from her and her wide brown eyes that looked into my very soul. It never mattered how fast or how far I ran though – she always found me, even if it took her hours. She was never a very fast runner.

My only escape was when I was going to school and she was still at home.

When she started school I was never able to escape her. She always waited for me by the school gate.

I would yell at her, "Go away!"

She would simply skip up to me, smile and say, "Hello."

I would push past her and get in the car. Leaving her standing on the sidewalk, unable to run after a car, whispering to herself, "Wait for me. Wait for me. Kyoya wait for me."

Everytime I ran she said the same damn words: "Wait for me. Wait for me. Kyoya wait for me."

She cornered me one day. A decade after we first met. I was in high school and she was still in middle school.

"Kyoya, why do you run from me?"

"Because you're a baby! Don't you know anything? Anyway, if you weren't a baby you're still new money. I have nothing to gain from you by not running."

The pain that appeared in her eyes still haunts me to this day. Tears slowly slipped down her cheeks as she softly said, "Wait for me. Wait for me. Kyoya wait for me," she sniffled, wiping her eyes. "I love you more than I can hardly stand. Wait for me. Wait for me. Kyoya wait for me. I'll grow up just as fast as I can."

I just brushed past her, leaving her standing there, staring at a blank wall and crying as she kept asking me to wait for her.

She never asked me to wait for her after that day. I could leave my house and no longer see her sitting there, waiting for me. I could leave the school at any time and not find her by the school gate.

Occasionally I saw her at the Host Club I formed with Tamaki, but not very often. When she did come it was normally to watch Tamaki make a fool of himself. He always lost his cool princely charm when she was around.

Sometimes I would feel her eyes on me, but when I turned to look she'd be watching Tamaki, not me.

The seasons passed and the years moved on.

Graduation day came too soon. Tamaki and I moved on to Ouran University. I saw her even less there and I always wondered why this bothered me. Back then I always assumed it was because I was so used to her following me that I felt naked without her nearby.

A year later she joined us at Ouran University. I rarely ever saw her, and when I did see her she was with Tamaki and I was alone.

And now we've grown up, but she didn't wait.

Tamaki began dating her when they were at university together. She never spared me a second glance. Always laughing at Tamaki or smiling happily at things he said. He was the one that waited for her.

I'm in love with her, but it's too late. I didn't realize it until I walked into a restaurant with a business partner and found him down on one knee, proposing to her.

She just married someone else today. She went and married my best friend, the one that never hurt her, the one that always waited for her.

I can still hear her crying out, wanting me to wait for her.

Why didn't I ever wait for her? Why did I think myself better than her?

Why did I let my stupidity and arrogance keep me from the girl of my dreams?

Why? Why? Why?

Author's Note: So, I've loved this song for years and just decided to make my first (and probably only) songfic. I know I changed Haruhi's background. I had to for it to make sense on why they saw each other since they were three. Really, check out this song if you can find it, it's beautiful, but unappreciated. It is on itunes and rhapsody tho, just not on youtube or grooveshark, though two of his songs are.