"Tama-chan?"

"Yes, Huny-Senpai…" Tamaki turned around and looked at him. He was sitting in the window as he often did when thinking, somber, or both. He had gotten over it during the day, as was his nature, but Haruhi had seen a slight change in how he acted towards her after that. She had the feeling that he wanted to ask her out, as suggested by Huny-Senpai, but she knew better than to say anything now. Kyouya was right; she had no idea what she was going to do. She knew that whatever she did would cause pain for someone else. It was a situation that she was not pleased with.

"Are you going to miss us?" he asked with his eyes wide. Tamaki looked at him for while before nodding.

"School is ending in two weeks," remarked Kyouya. "I think a goodbye event would raise quite a bit of money. No objections I'm assuming?"

"Is anything with him not about money?" muttered Haruhi to herself, but she didn't say anything that anyone could hear.

"Alright, now that that's settled, I'm leaving. Club was finished ten minutes ago," he announced, and walked out the door. Haruhi stared at him as he left, and she noticed he glanced at her as the door closed behind him. Wether it was an invitation to say something to… someone… or just his usual evil way of making things worse than they were, she didn't know. All she knew is she felt the pressure, which she was sure was his intention. She turned to Tamaki, and saw him looking at her. He blushed and turned away, to stare out the window. Huny-Senpai was then lifted onto Mori-Senpai's shoulders and they too left.

Haruhi wondered what the club would be like without them. Huny-Senpai's cuteness was a major selling point and their whole older-brother, younger-brother act, and how Mori-Senpai took care of Huny-Senapi attracted a lot of customers. There were many girls that she could think of who might leave the club once they graduated. Or perhaps they would just have to work harder with more customers and less hosts. Kyouya might expect her to do something about it…maybe he'd take off some money from her debt….

"Oh…right…" she whispered. "I forgot."

"You forgot what?" asked Tamaki. He was staring at her. She looked around and realized the twins had left. She must have been daydreaming. She shrugged.

"I forgot I don't have to work here anymore, that's all" Tamaki's eyes widened.

"You're quitting?" he asked, his voice climbing in pitch and volume. Haruhi shook her head before he could get hysterical. She had to say something… anything. Silence wouldn't work because then he'd say something and she didn't want to have to say anything about that… not just yet.

"No, I was just thinking about my debt… and then I remembered I don't have any anymore…" she paused and looked out the window, nervous when she noticed a few clouds. She shook off the feeling, telling herself they were more white than grey. "I'm so used to owing you guys stuff I guess. Though technically I think that I still owe the club money what with everything you've done for me. First off there's the uniforms, and the rental fees for these outfits, and the twins lent me that phone, and I crashed that carriage on the bridge, and then there was that time when-" She was cut off by Tamaki's laughter.

"Senpai?" Haruhi asked, slightly bemused.

"Arigato, Haruhi," he said once he had calmed himself.

"For what?" she asked. He stood up, which made her slightly nervous. She had been standing close to the window, and she was now standing close to him. He looked down at her, the small smile that had been on his lips fading, the hand on his hip moving to her shoulder.

"For everything," he said. "You don't realize it, do you? You've also helped everyone, though not necessarily in material ways. The twins always thought that there would never be anyone who could understand them and their world enough to tell them apart. Yes, I pulled them from their world, but it was you who cut the last chains. You've figured out Kyouya's complex, and as disturbing of a character as he is and or wants to be, you don't care. You understood Mori-Senpai and Huny-Senpai when we didn't, and shed light on their world when none of us could quite figure it out. You've entered the lives of everyone in this club and set them right." He stopped and looked past her, at the door. "I've been told that I do the same thing, but even if I do, it was truly you that saved them from those last shadows. The small ones that tend to stain the heart." A memory lingered of him standing there, telling them that he would be leaving with Éclair. He saw himself, saw their faces once more.

"And maybe even me," he said, in a voice below a whisper so that the only one who heard it was himself. He sighed, and spoke for the first time of something that they had avoided talking about since it happened. "If I had gone back, would I have been happy?"

Haruhi's eyes widened and she looked to the side. He had avoided this subject. She didn't pursue it, afraid that he might regret what she did, the choice she had made him take. She knew that as soon as she fell off that bridge she had only left him with one choice. He kept his promises, and his promise made him follow her whether or not he really wished to. She had known, and she had wondered ever since then if she had done him a terrible disservice. He tilted her head to face him. She swallowed.

"I don't know," she said, almost a whisper. That little half smile that she had seen on the bank that day after they had fallen emerged. And a change came over him, and she knew he was going to say it now.

"I see. Do you remember what you asked me? About whether a single-minded love was like me?"

"Yes…"

"And what did I say?"

"Yes…"

"And who was the person I was referring to?"

"I assumed you were joking, what, with all your customers, your princesses," she lied. "And I don't know." A bit of embarrassment flashed across his face, mixed a bit with irritation. He had obviously been hoping he wouldn't have to say it out loud. But it was only for a moment, and it left her wondering if she had imagined it. Then a strange expression came over him, as if he had an epiphany.

"You don't? Then perhaps this'll help."