All seven members of the host club squeezed around an oval-shaped table at the town's finest sushi restaurant, it was Tamaki's choice. For Haruhi, this was new territory. Everybody at the place looked important, and she felt like a child in a casino. Tamaki and the others ordered things that she had never heard of before, and when the waitress came to her, she looked at her menu in panic. "She will have toro. Thank you." Haruhi began to object. "You didn't have to get me the most ex-" "It was my pleasure." Tamaki said with a smile. "I know how you like fancy tuna."
When the food arrived, the table was silent except for the occasional sound of enjoyment . At the end of the meal, Tamaki raised a glass, signifying a toast. Haruhi heard a groan coming from Hikaru and Kaoru. "Well, gang, this year was a wonderful year for the Host Club, we held many successful parties and gained many new clients. We have grown as a club, but also as a family, and to that, I say cheers!" Haruhi clapped, partially because of how meaningful the speech sounded, and partially because she was tired and wanted to get the hell out of there. Honey-senpai looked up at Tamaki, who stood up out of his chair, offering a hand to Haruhi. "Tama-chan, can we get dessert before we leave?" He looked so sad. He has perfected his boy lolita act over his three years at the Host Club. "Mitsukuni, you have four whole cakes at home. you do not need anymore sweets. You may get another cavity." "Okay, Takashi, but only for you!" Honey said with a wink.
"Goodnight everybody. I will see you guys on Monday." Haruhi grabbed her jacket (that was meant for a boy) and left, her hand ruffling through her brown hair.
"Goodbye, my Haruhi dear." Tamaki whispered through his napkin.
After doing some leftover laundry, Haruhi went to bed, satisfied with her earlier meal. She thought about being one of the leaders of the Host Club. Would she change anything? No. She had come to like the overly extravagant nature of the club. Even though she had gotten used to it, she still had her 'commoner tendencies'. The Host Club had often teased Haruhi for her tendencies to leave the music room as they had found it, and not make a big mess for the cleaning people, like what had happened earlier today. Haruhi flushed that embarrassing memory out of her head, and went into a dreamless sleep.
She was excited for club meeting on Monday.
