Part 1; Haruhi's Unwitting Deception

Tamaki-sempai and Kyoya-sempai's fathers have been arguing for the past hour over which of their sons should get to be my husband. The rest of the parents have left the fair and it's getting a bit awkward, so the twins, Honey, Mori, and I all snuck away to one of the unused classrooms for a bit of peace.

"So, Honey, Mori, you guys will be graduating in a little bit. What are your plans for after school?" Kaoru asked, as he and Hikaru were splayed out on the floor as I lay on my stomach facing Honey who sat so he leaned back against Mori.

The younger looking martial artist sighed. "Well, I'm not completely sure, but I am thinking about going to a culinary school and learning how to make amazing pastries so I can eat sugary sweets as much as I want. My dad wants me to stay at the dojo and teach, since it's a good way of bringing business to the business." As he said this, Honey actually looked a bit troubled. That was rare. He sagged back farther onto Mori's chest, and looked up at the black haired boy. "What about you, Mori?"

"I'll probably teach somewhere. Somewhere near wherever Mitsukuni goes." Mori stated, blunt and staccato as always. That was no surprise. The two were definitely a package deal, and having them leave school wouldn't change that.

Kaoru looked over at me. "So, Haruhi, I know there's one question we all want answered; What's going to happen between you and Tamaki? I mean, I honestly can't see you and Kyoya as a couple, but I know the boss likes you as something way more than a friend." His voice was calm, but definitely pointed. He wouldn't take a bs answer.

I paused for a moment. I hadn't considered it that much yet. There had been so much drama even trying to get Tamaki-sensei to stay, I hadn't even thought of what I felt about him. He was definitely one of my best friends, but so were all of the guys in this weirdo group, and I sure didn't feel the same way for Mori as I did for my blond sempai. Thinking back to the scene on the bridge, I realized just how worried I had been, not just of Tamaki leaving, but of him leaving with another girl. I hadn't been jealous in earlier situations where girls had been involved with him, but I guess I did then… What made this time different?

Was it because he and the girl were serious? Because the other girls had just been part of his business while this girl had been a solid thing that could take him away? Wait, was I worried about Tamaki being taken away? I didn't know I was like that with him. I guess…

I sighed lightly and muttered, blushing slightly. "I don't really know. I just know… I wouldn't exactly mind being more than friends with him. I mean, I don't know if he even likes me that way, but he is really cute and sweet and stuff. I wouldn't mind going on a date with him if he asked." I worried suddenly if this would upset Hikaru, who was normally a bit sensitive about this type of stuff, but he seemed unfazed. He had been hanging out with one of my old school friends I had introduced him to the week before, and she had told me he seemed interested. This was a nice improvement. It was nice to see him expanding his circle of friends.

Kaoru smirked knowingly. Cheeky bastard. He had definitely known my answer, he just wanted to hear me say it, get some verbal confirmation. "Well then, what if we happened to tell Tamaki-sama about this little tidbit?" The whole group suddenly seemed like they were in on something I wasn't. I was stuck in the middle of some plan of theirs. They had set me up.

I blushed more, the heat on my cheeks noticeable to me. "What are you guys up to? Tell me!" I was really nervous now.

Their grins grew larger. Hikaru spoke up, his and Kaoru's smirks equally devilish. "Well, Boss, want to enter the conversation?" He looked pointedly over at the classroom door which opened with a high-pitched creak. Tamaki stood in the doorway, his cheeks as red as mine. He had what looked like a Bluetooth in his ear, and I suddenly realized that a cell phone had been sitting in the middle of our circle, ominously opened. I hadn't even thought it was weird but now I realized that they had been using it to allow Tamaki to listen in. Those jerks. My heart raced in my chest, knowing he had heard literally every word I had just said.

Tamaki looked at me, but not the way he normally did. Normally, there wasn't the different gleam in his eyes or intensity in his gaze that there was at that time. He looked almost… determined. He stepped towards me, his gaze locked on mine. "Haruhi Fujioka," he reached down, offering his right hand. "Will you go on a date with me tonight?"