Okay, so it's blantly obvious that I don't own Ouran High School Host Club. I really like it though XD Anyways, I'm only fourteen so please be nice on the comments. Writing is just another hobby of mine and I figured if I put my art online, why not my writing? So, whether it's any good or not, comment what you think

P.S. I'm kinda stuck on the whole romance thing, so if something sounds kinda stupid, tell, but be nice about it though :D

Chapter 1 - Goodbye

The room was silent as they all watched him leave. No one was ready to admit that they would miss their obnoxious king, but they could all feel it for themselves. Haruhi and Kyouya were probably the only ones that felt it most. Haruhi being the king's blessed 'daughter' and Kyouya being his best friend. Yes, they would miss their Tamaki.

"Senpai, do you really have to go to France?" Haruhi gazed at the blonde with a hurt expression. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, like he were ready to burst into tears and hug her like he always had - that annoying favoritism. A part of her wished he would, just to know he loved her more than that awful girl that was stealing him away. Still, the other part would simply prefer for him to just walk away from her and unpack.

"I'm sorry, Haruhi, but this needs to be done." His blank expression killed her. Her 'father' as he was always saying, was really leaving her? Here, at the Host Club? Without Tamaki, there would be no Host Club, and they all knew it. Maybe except Tamaki.

"Senpai..." Haruhi hesitated herself, and she almost welled up. She managed to continue, "I hope you will be happy without us." Tamaki looked down in shame, as did Haruhi. At that moment, all the members knew they had lost. He was really leaving.

"My lord, does this mean we can share a room with Haruhi?" The twins - Kaoru and Hikaru - looked at their king hoping this statement would set him off like it always did. Maybe he would stay if they threatened to 'violate his daughter'? He was always yelling at them for that.

"As long as you take care of her," the king replied, "I have no objections." All were startled into mixed, confused, silence. Finally, Kyouya spoke.

"Tamaki, is she that important to you?" The gleam reflecting off of his glassed stated he was a little pissed. And, considering how close the two had become - well, close to an Ootori, anyway - no one could blame him.

"Of course my daughter is!" Tamaki shouted. It wasn't his regular annoyed shout, though. It was serious.

"I wasn't referring to Haruhi..." Kyouya gazed Tamaki down in a staring match. Finally, Tamaki turned away.

"She requires my presence. That is all I will say." Tamaki walked out the door of the Host club and everyone could hear his footsteps echoing down the hall. He was really leaving, and it appeared he wasn't coming back. Kyouya, Haruhi, Kaoru, Hikaru, Honey, and Mori were left to ponder his words. There was no hint of love in them. What was going on?

"Excuse me, senpais." Haruhi headed for the changing room, slamming the door behind her. It took her so long, but now she was sure. Tamaki, her 'father', was always annoying her. She never thought she would miss him, but now she knew she had lied to herself. As she pulled the curtain of the changing room closed and landed to the floor with an audible THUD, the tears running down her face proved it all.

So this is how the first chapter ends....

R&R please and tell me if it needs some work, cuz I kinda think it does. Hmm... too much at the end with the whole emotional thing? :O