A Single Rose
Two months after the Ouran Fair
"Tamaki... My father... He... He was murdered..." Haruhi whispered hoarsely and stared into the host king's deep violet eyes, where light seemed to cascade into its watery depths. Her own eyes were full of sorrow, wet with unshed tears.
"H...Haruhi... I'm so sorry..." Tamaki pulled her into a hug, which she limply fell into.
"It's not fair... Why... Why did he have to-"
"Haruhi it'll be alright..." Tamaki tried to calm her.
"No! No... It... It will never be alright..." She cried into his shirt. "Why? Why him?" She held Tamaki tighter.
Tamaki sighed and loosened his arms, letting them drop to his side. "Haruhi, would you like me to cancel host club activities so you can go...?"
"No... Just... Tell my guests I'll be out in a moment."
"Are you sure?"
"Certain."
Tamaki walked out, straightening his uniform, and called for Haruhi's guests. "Sorry, Haruhi will be here soon."
