Mitzuki: Hello again! I don't own Ouran High school Host Club...(hands Hunny another cake)
Hunny: But enjoy anyways!! (eats another cake ) Eh heh!
Chapter 2
As soon as she got home, she went directly to her mother's shrine after leaving her bag on the kitchen table. She knelt down and smiled at her mother's warm face and told her about the day at school. She described everything in perfect detail, from when the twins threw her pencil out the window to finding out Kyouya had sold her strawberry-scented eraser for 30,000 yen. But as soon as the subject of Suoh Tamaki's departure left her mouth, something made her stop and stare at the floor. 'Why?' Haruhi shook her head and smiled weakly at her mom before getting up and grabbing the ingredients for dinner.
Suoh Tamaki stared out the window of his private plane, his head resting on the frame. The sun was bright that day, and the clouds were white and fluffy, but Tamaki's thoughts were not on the weather at all. His mixed emotions made him sigh, and he turned his head away from the window and closed his eyes. Maybe if he took a two week vacation away, he could finally find the courage to tell her how he felt…
But just as he was drifting off, a violent movement awoke him and he sat up in alarm.
"Tamaki-sama! Tamaki-sama! The plane's hit…" the pilot's words were drowned out by the loud buzzing from the plane, and Tamaki stared out the window at the grey cloud of smoke, dumb-struck. Then, the plane plunged towards the earth.
Haruhi hummed as she placed the last dish in the dish-washer and rinsed her hands. Her father had returned from work already, but he went out again on business so she had the house to herself.
She picked her bag up from the floor and trudged upstairs to her bedroom. A flash of red caught her eye, the vase of roses that stood on her bedside table, and beside which hung a photo of the members of the host club, each posing so comically that it made her laugh every time she saw it. But today, the brunette found her eyes drawn to the tall blond sprawled out on the couch in the middle of the picture. Tamaki.
Her cheeks flushed and she grabbed the offending photograph, slamming it facedown on the table. ' I've gotta finish my homework!', she scolded herself. Shaking her head, she sat down at her desk and opened a textbook. She shot a brief glance at the face-down photo, then picked up her pencil and got to work.
