He couldn't sleep .

He sighed and glanced at his alarm clock . It read 2:36 am. He sighed again in frustration as he ran his hand through his golden hair.

He kept on thinking about that new guy who just joined the host club.

He kept on thinking how his eyes greatly resembled the eyes of someone from his past.

Memories of a girl with white eyes and long dark blue hair playing the piano, under the sunlight as it passed through the window curtains.

For some reason he couldn't remember who the girl was or what she was to him.

And for some reason he couldn't get the image of his mind.

' Maybe .. Their related..' Tamaki thought as he sadly stared at the ceiling .

He had heard from Kyoya that only Hyūgas possesed white pupil-less eyes .

He decided he'd ask Hinata tomorrow as he slowly drifted to sleep.


He smirked as he finally discovered something interesting about the 'new comer' after 8 hours straight of searching on his computer.

' That's why his- I mean her hands were so soft..' he thought as he read her profile..

' interesting ... Interesting indeed.. ' he thought out loud but was still frustrated at the lack of information that showed.

All he knew now that he is actually a she.. And that she is actually the heiress of Hyūga Enterprises... It seemed the Hyūga's liked to keep their personal information personal and that they were good at it.

He decided he'd just have to examine closely to find out more as he closed his laptop and glanced at his clock.

2:36 it read .

He layed on his bed as he thought about her .

His smirk widened as he realized she would be a host from tomorrow on.. Perfect.. It meant he would be able to watch her every move and know more about her..

He thought over if he should tell the members.. But came to the decision it would be much more amusing to watch if he let them find out for themselves.


Tamaki sauntered the halls as he headed for Music Room 3.

He wondered if anyone was there yet.

He wished Hinata was alone so that he could ask him if he was related to a girl who possibly lived in France and played the piano.

He smiled a little to himself as he thought he might finally find out who the mystery girl in his memories were.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks as he saw the door to the host club wide open and he heard someone playing the.. piano from inside..

He listened with eyebrows raised " La Campella.." he said outloud .

He was very impressed on whoever was playing the beautiful piece.

He slowly walked until he was in front of the door way.

He lighltly gasped as he saw who was playing.

He lightly smiled and walked towards 'him' .

"Where did you learn to play?" he asked as he stood behind her sitting figure.

She gasped loudly and abruptly stood turned around.

" Tamaki-senpai! You scared me!" she said as she lightly held where her heart was.

" Where did you learn to play like that?" he repeated .

He wondered if 'he' learned from that girl from his memories.

Her eyebrows raised then she lowered her head and looked at the floor , her bangs lightly covering her eyes .

He curiously looked at 'him' to why 'he' looked so down.

"Vous ne vraiment me souvenez ? ( you really don't remember me?)" she asked as she still kept her head down.

His eyes slightly widened , he was quite confused to what she meant.

Hinata sadly sighed .

" Wait! What do you mean?! " Tamaki called out as she turned to leave.

She paused for a while then turned to face him.

She dug something out of her blazers pocket then showed him a golden necklace watch.

She held it with her thumb and index finger as she showed it to him.

It hung between her fingers as he took a step closer , examining it.

He stood straight with wide eyes as memories came rushing back to him.

He remembered now.

Flashback:

He stared with admiring violet eyes as he and the whole class watched and listened the small girl play.

She finished playing and smiled at the class as they stood clapping.

" Brilliant! simply brilliant!" the teacher praised as the girl made her way back to her seat.

He watched as she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear as she talked with girl next to her.

He caught her glance at him , blush and look away.

He smiled to himself .

The teacher called him to the front as it was his turn to play.

He finished playing and smiled as he liked the attention they gave him but his attention was on the girl with the blue hair who was clapping with the others.

" Okay! I was very impressed with all of you since I have heard that all of you have been taught at home, but some of you need a little more polishing-" the teacher said eying some of the students.

" And some of you have played outstandingly" the teacher said proudly smiling at him and the blue haired girl.

The teacher gave a small assignment then they were dismissed.

He caught up to the girl as she descended down the marble stairs

" Hey! Hey!" he called out.

She stopped and looked behind her to see the boy from class.

" Yes?" she asked as he went down to the same step as her.

" You were amazing back there.. " he said as he stared into those white-lavender eyes.

" Thank you...you did too" she said smiling with a light blush on her cheeks.

" I'm Tamaki . Tamaki Suoh!" he said offering his hand to shake as he smiled a wide grin.

She smiled back as she shook it.

He remembered now . That was how it all started .

They were 6 as they both met at the piano school.

They were already taught at home like the other students but were obviously much more skilled than the others.

He remembers how they both became great friends .

He remembered how they used to run around her house as they played.

How they watched the stars as they laid on the grass.

He remembered how they rode the streets of paris on that contraption called a " bycicle"

They were 8 and he was quite surprised to why she even knew how to ride this thing called a "bicycle"

At that time ,for him he thought rich people didn't need 'bicycles' as long has they had the drivers in their limos.

She had told him her mother had taught her before she passed away the previous year.

He had wiped away her tears when they started to fall .

He cared too much for her and hated when she felt sad.

He remembered how he sat behind her as they rode the streets of paris.

And how terrified he was.

He fell into depression when she left France.

They were 9 .

She had to move to Italy for her Father's business.

The week before he gave her the gold necklace watch saying he wanted them to keep track of the time they had left .

He wanted to visit her but he didn't get the chance to.

As time passed and as the number of phone calls they exchanged lessened until they didn't call each other at all ..he forgot about her.

But it seemed she didn't forget about him.

He realized he was standing there in the room alone as tears started to fall from his eyes.

He clutched the watch to his chest as he stared outside the window .

He wiped away his tears as he heard several footsteps coming his way.

"Hey Boss ! Sorry were late we had to pick up the groceries " Kaoru said

" Yeah! and Mori-senpai and Honey-senpai went to buy more cake " Hikaru said gesturing to mori amd honey who were carrying paperbags.

" Quite wasting time standing around and get ready. The customers will be arriving in an hour ." Kyoya seriously said as he entered the room .

" Tama-chan! Where's Hina-chan?!" Honey asked as he tilted his head to the side.

He stayed silent as they argued about 'his' whereabouts.

" I'll look for her " Tamaki finally answered leaving the room as the others stared at his back wondering why he looked so serious.

" Wait .. Did he say her?.." the twins asked confusingly scratching their heads.

Then Kyoya sighed sadly as he had to tell them the truth.

To be continued...

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