A/N: This was written out of sheer boredom from my Calculus class. Please be kind. Or else, I'll cry. Oh yeah, I don't own Ouran (bummer!).

"Reunion"

An Ouran High School Host Club fanfic (of sorts)

(What Tamaki must have felt after seeing Kyouya again)

(Written in Tamaki's POV)

I can't believe he still has that effect over me.

It's been years since I last saw him and I was sure I already moved on, but after seeing him again that night, I think I'm having second thoughts.

I still wondering what kind of face I made when saw him by the door.

I'm still wondering what my reaction was because I can't, for the life of me, recall just how exactly I reacted.

In my mind now, it's all a blur. The only thing I remember is hearing someone call me and when I turned to look, there he was.

I didn't think he'd be there.

No, I think I did imagine him being there, but I never imagined it to be like this.

I thought I'd be already seated at a table or something and that's when he'd come in. I would notice him enter the room and he, hopefully, wouldn't notice me.

I didn't want it to be like this. Not with him standing by the door as I enter the room and noticing me before I even recognized his voice.

That's just the perfect way to catch me off guard.

I thought it only happened in movies, but when I laid my eyes on him, everything else went blank and his face was the only thing I saw.

I'm used to having a rather wide range of vision but when I turned to look at him, it's as if my vision just narrowed and he was everything that I saw.

I guess that's why that scene is a bit hazy in my mind.

When I saw him again after all those years, everything else did not register in my mind.

I saw only him.

It's quite amusing, actually.

I wanted to see him for the longest time and yet, upon seeing him that night, I'm wishing I never saw him.

I thought I moved on but now, I'm back to square one.

I realize that I still haven't gotten over him.

I haven't moved on. In fact, I haven't moved an inch.

I love him now as much as I loved him before. Perhaps, even more.

Sad thing is, he still considers me as his friend now as much as he did before. Perhaps, even more.