Only a Matter of Time
"Hey, Kyo, do you think the host club can tell?" Asked Kaoru one day, as they were on their way to Music Room 3 for Host Club.
"Nah, they're all a bunch of dimwits, they wouldn't realise if it were staring them in the face." replied Kyo. The rest of the group were a bit silly, Kyoya may have noticed, but he wouldn't tell anyone.
"Do you think we should tell them? It's only a matter of time before they find out, so we may as well tell them." asked Kaoru, wishing that he could tell someone who would understand.
"Maybe, not yet though." replied Kyo. "They wouldn't understand."
"I guess not."
"Hey, do you think we can tell people at the ball next week?"
"Whatever makes you happy."
Tamaki sat on the stairs of the East Wing, holding a note in his hand and reading it, his eyes still disbelieving even after reading it over and over until he had memorised every word of it. Who had wrote this, and when would they show up?
Suddenly there was a rustling from the bushes, and out scrambled a girl. She was young, and she reminded Tamaki very much of...
"Haruhi?" He cried in disbelief.
"Hi Senpai, I see you got my letter." she smiled warmly at Tamaki's shocked face.
"You. You. You wrote this?" He finally managed to utter.
"Well, yes..." she almost whispered it, she was starting to feel the nerves kicking in, as she knew would, sooner or later. It was only a matter of time. "Do... do you..."
"Do I like it? Yes, of course I love it, it is the most beautiful thing I've ever read. I didn't expect it to come from you, though, probably some head over heels in love person, you know?" Why did he have to say that? Haruhi started to blush, looking at her feet, and fidgeting uncomfortably.
"Mhm." Was all she could say. She was so embarrassed right now, and she regretted writing the note so badly. All she wanted now was to curl up somewhere for all of eternity and never move.
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I really liked that you told me, now I can act upon it, and do you know what I am going to do?" replied Tamaki, a slight grin on his face. He was up to something.
"No." Haruhi murmured to the ground, so Tamaki had to strain to hear her, although he already guessed what she would say.
"Good." was Tamaki's reply. What sort of reply was that? She was expecting some long dramatic speech about the beginnings of love, and why they could never be together, so she was caught off guard when he asked her; "Would you do me the honour of being my girlfriend?"
Haruhi nearly choked when she heard this, she was so overwhelmed at everything that all she could say was; "Yes."
"Great. And we can make it official at the ball next week, how do you like the sound of that, my sweetheart?" Oh god, he's already acting all sweet, man he's irresistible.
Suddenly, out of nowhere Haruhi leapt onto Tamaki and enveloped him in a hug that nearly knocked him over, but he only just held on, surprised by the sudden show of affection from Haruhi. They held each other close, until the time came for them to head to the Host Club meeting.
Yuki put his head on Tohru's lap. How had he walked past this beautiful person so many times without wanting, no, needing is a better word, to kiss it, to make her his, to hold her close and never let her go. Never.
"Please can we tell people?" asks Yuki, looking up into the young girls eyes, pleading silently with her.
"No, if we tell someone, Kyo will find out, and I don't know what he'd do if he knew I'd chosen you over him. You'd both probably end up dead, and I wouldn't do that." replies Tohru decisively.
"I guess, but the second Kyo finds someone else we can tell, OK?" Yuki compromises.
"Fine." mutters Tohru, before finally falling asleep.
Who knew when, or if, they would be able to tell people, but they both knew it was only a matter of time before Kyo would find someone else. Only time could tell.
