Tamaki started running round the room unsettled, screaming: " Where is Haruhi???"
"Did something happen to her??" "Kyouya don't just sit and watch"! You must call the army!!"
Since they knew each other for a while Kyouya wasn't overwhelmed by those French boys feelings. He knew that he wasn't capable of hiding his emotions.
"Haruhi didn't tell you what special happening is today?"
Suddenly the fair-haired boy was still. "No, what event do you mean?": he stuttered.
"You don´t know?": Hikaru and Kaoru said in a creepy voice from behind him.
"You two are inducted? Honey-senpai, Mori-senpai you too?"
"Haruhi told us weeks ago that she was looking forward to this day. But I accept that she wants to spend it without the host club. What do you think Takashi?" "Hm, me too."
Tamaki was lying on the floor curled up.
Tamakis imagination:
Haruhi walks by a crowd in a beautiful dress. Her father starts to cry. Flowers begin to fly around her and an unknown guy in a suit lifts her up to the altar. She smiles brightly.
"I can't let my daughter do that without her daddy around!": he screams around the room before he turns around and leaves the building with double speed of light.
After the dust had vanished everyone looked at each other: " We have a big problem! If Haruhi finds out we were the ones letting the lord burst her fathers birthday party. She is going to kill us all together.": Kaoru said clinging to his brother.
"Someone has to stop him!": Hikaru added.
Kyouya waved his hands. "My calculation say it's already too late. We can just hope she forgets us in her anger."
"It's mean. Now he's the only one who sees Haruhi in her dress."
As Hikaru recognised that he had spoken out loud he turned dark red. But he was lucky and no one responded.
The host club again started to follow their normal activities.
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At the same time Haruhi was at the door and let her aunt and her friend in. As the up grown had went in a shiver went down her spine. Something bad must have happened, she knew.
Hopefully it was just the colder air outside she thought. But before she could close the door she saw a black limousine drive down her road with 140 kilometres per hour. There was no use in trying to avoid what would happen.
Tamaki jumped out of the car, ran up to her apartment and took her hand. The relatives heard the noise outside and looked out of the open door.
"What are you doing here?" "Why haven't you told me about it?" "Because it's not of your business!"
"Is that a friend of yours?" : an old but very friendly lady asked from inside the flat.
"Ahm äh it's just someone from my school."
Just someone… just someone…just someone from school… it echoed in Tamakis head.
"It sounds like you were close to each othere why doesn't he come in."
"Because he has to g…g…g……o"
Before she could say Tamaki was standing beside her grandmother. "You are a very nice person. Please excuse my impoliteness. My names Tamaki Suoh." As he said he bended in front of the old lady which cheeks blushed.
"You really are a gentleman."
Haruhi made some disagreeing noises but everyone was far to impressed by the young boy to notice.
A few minutes later Tamaki was sitting beneath her aunt and grandmother like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Haruhi apologized because she knew that her father and the host club king weren't having a good relationship but he didn't seem to mind. He was much to happy that the whole family had come and his beloved daughter taking great pains just for him. Even wearing a dress.
That was also something Tamaki had seen and it intensified his wrong belief about what was going on.
He smiled but inside he was having a bad feeling. It was a normal thing for him to overrate situations when he didn't really knew what was going on.
Like when Kyouya was at the hospital for his eye check and he came running in with flowers: "Kyouya you are strong I know you can go through anything. I'll stay by your side and hold your hand." He still can feel the point he got hit by his friend for interrupting.
Why wasn't the situation turning around and releasing him of the pain he felt. There were stings in his heart when he saw Haruhi walking by.
He remembered the dream and suddenly wished he hadn't come.
"Be strong for her!": he told himself.
"Please listen everyone. A speech!"
The relatives of Haruhi sat down listening to what the blonde boy would say.
She was looking at Tamaki, looking with a pleading face and giving him signs to stop but he ignored them.
"I know this is a very special day! I'm happy I can take part in it. Since I met Haruhi at school I knew she is a very talented young woman and can accomplish all her goals. I wish Haruhi and her fiancée the biggest luck on earth." He felt like something heavy was sitting on his chest. " Where is the lucky man so I can shake his hand?"
It was quiet like on a cemetery.
The speaker still waiting for some applause and a shakeable hand was smiling happily.
"Tamaki is the only person on this planet being able to ignore the birthday cake banners and presents:" Haruhi fought to herself while slapping her forehead with one hand.
Her father started to laugh and everyone joined in. "Very funny Suoh! I nearly thought you really would believed what you said."
Haruhi took the chance and grabbed the ear of her "luck-wisher" and drew him into an other room.
"Oooouch!"
"That can't be the truth. You are an idiot! The next time my father celebrates birthday I tell Honey and Mori to knock you out before you can do anything stupid."
Still laughter came from the room with the guests.
"Sorry, Haruhi don't be mad at me." He felt the weight of his chest disappear. It was a strange feeling he thought. It felt so good he completely forget what he had just said. "Let's celebrate your fathers birthday!": he said laughing.
That was a little over enthusiastic also for her "daddy".
The evening turned to be a great success. They were talking, eating also playing games. All of the female relatives were admiring Tamaki. Nothing new. The birthday "child" opened the presents. And everyone laughed when he started to squeak happily about a pair of shoes he had desired forever.
After all she wasn't mad at him for coming to the party. She was less stressed with him around and he helped her bring the food in and take the empty plates out.
When she remembered what he said she felt herself blush a little.
Haruhis father observed his precious daughter and her school friend the whole evening having the same smile as Kyouya she thought.
