"Nekozawa…," I spun around at my desk to see Tamaki standing in the doorway of my club. "Are you not afraid of me anymore," I replied, hoping he would leave me alone. I don't know why, but lately my heart has been hurting when I'm around him. "That was just me faking. I don't believe in curses. It's just I seem more approachable to the ladies if I have fears," he smiled dangerously and I shivered. Tamaki came into the club room, closing the door behind him. The room was dark, the only source of light being the candle on my desk. I could feel him approaching and then I felt his ho breath on my neck. "You know what? You're blonde hair is so adorable," I blushed furiously as I realized my wig wasn't on. "W-what do you want, Tamaki," I couldn't bring myself to look into his eyes. "Hmm… I don't know what I want, but I know what you want. You see, I've been watching you for quite a while and it seems that your always watching me," he pulled me from the chair I was sitting on and forced me to look in his eyes. His eyes were cold yet somehow I felt they were inviting. He stared back into my boring blue eyes and I felt as if he were looking into my soul. "T-T-Tamaki, I don't know what you're talking about. I-I never stared at you," I tried to wiggle out of his arms, his strong firm arms. Wait, what was I thinking. I need to get out of here. Suddenly the bell rung for our next class. I somehow managed to get out of his arms. "I-I have to g-go," I said picking up my wig and cloak. I shot out of the door and ran down the hall, hoping Tamaki was far behind. I kept running as fast as I could and then I slipped. Crap! This is going to hurt, I thought bracing for the pain. I waited with my eyes closed, but the impact never came. I opened one eye to see Kyoya. "Well, hello. You know I scuffed my shoe catching you. You're going to have to make that up to me," he smirked and I trembled in his arms. What was going to happen to me at the mercy of the devil's son.