I don't own Ouran High School Host Club. Never did. Never will. (My own personal angst . . .)
Why didn't I see it before? The look in his eyes, as he reached to help her up? She had been walking next to Kyouya, while I entertained my guests on the couch. They had been discussing plans for the next club outing when Honey slammed into her and she fell backward onto the floor. I couldn't make it in time. Instead, as Honey rolled off of her and ran towards Mori, Kyouya rolled his eyes and reached down, grasped her hands with his and pulled her up. He must have pulled just a little too strongly, because for a second their bodies were pressed against each other. Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around her petite frame as she steadied herself on her feet. She looked up at him with gratitude as she mouthed her thanks. He looked down at her with the most tender smile I have ever seen on my best friend.
When had this happened, I thought? When had my best friend fallen in love with my girlfriend? Oh dear God, was my girlfriend in love with my best friend?
I looked at her face again. Having spent so much time with her over the last year, you'd think I'd be able to tell, but with Haruhi it was difficult. Admittedly, the other members of the club seemed to always know what she was feeling. For me, she was a mystery and I loved it. Every day was a bright, new adventure with her.
Haruhi could be a little dense when it came to the emotions of others. So she might not even be aware of Kyouya's feelings toward her. But, that wouldn't really affect her feelings toward him, would it?
I looked harder, needing to decipher her facial expressions, trying to see past my love for her to what she really felt. They both looked down, moving away from each other slightly. He looked away, off to the left somewhere, an uncharacteristic blush coloring his cheeks as he reached to adjust his glasses. At that moment, Haruhi turned to look back at him. Oh no, there it is, I thought. Just the briefest of glances, just a mere second when she thought no one was looking, a look so filled with confusion and longing that my heart broke just to witness it. It was over in a flash. She looked down, brushing herself off and biting her lip. Then, turning to look at me, she assumed one of her bright cheerful smiles that I found so totally adorable.
"Tamaki!" She cried. I ran over to her, holding her close to my chest.
"My dear, are you alright?" I asked.
"Of course, silly. It was just a little fall. Happens all the time. See, look," she said, turning around for me, "No bruises this time!" I laughed. What could I do? She was doing her best to please me. Still, I began to wonder as I hugged her once more and began to walk back over toward the other ladies, when had my two favorite people in the universe fallen in love with each other?
A/N: I hope you enjoy my little prologue and I hope you continue to enjoy my story as it unravels.