Chapter 3- Blind Date-Part 1

"I think pink and neon blue looks better!" argued Tamaki, in his usual "pointing vigorously until he gets what he wants" mannerism. (A very sensible and convincing argument he puts forward too.)

"I simply don't think it's grand enough! This is suppose to be a formal event for the club." Kyoya pointed his pen top towards the dressed dummy and calmly criticized the somewhat ugly design before him.

"Formal, and fun! White is so boring! You're going to start a love life, not end one. Pleeasseee!" Haruhi walked in to find Tamaki rubbing his left cheek on Kyoya's face standing next to the perfectly ironed out suit on the dummy, nothing surprising then.

"Get off already! Haruhi what do you think." Kyoya, presuming that Haruhi was still sane, struggled out these words whilst pushing Tamaki away.

"It's too bright, it hurts my eyes." It was ugly-

"Oh-" Disappointed as he was, Tamaki dropped his head and arms to the floor. Ghostly floated towards the sofa and sulked. And so, the uniform for tomorrow was changed to something a little bit more appropriate- shirt and bow tie.

**Club**

Almost every customer regular or not, was gathered in the third music room. The smiles upon their faces were a weapon for hiding their nerves and excitement. Tamaki, still convinced that his design complimented the room decoration well, adjusted his bow tie and sleeve buttons. It's always unfair how good he can look effortlessly. Hikaru especially, knew this better than anyone else.

"Haru-Chan can you do this up for me please?" Undoubtedly, Honey's mannerism accompanies his voice, eyes, and height perfectly to give an overwhelming sense of cuteness; Haruhi could not refuse, kneel and buttoned up the blonde's shirt.

"Oh! Tamaki your buttons are done up wrong." Haruhi didn't ask permission before she shot up from the floor and in front of Tamaki. Undoing his buttons in systematic motions, oblivious to the fact that Tamaki's head could explode and every inch of his muscles was suddenly tightened. "Gosh, you would think I only had to do this to Honey…" Lightly dusting his shoulders off, Haruhi pulled his tie up and gave him a smile; so affectionate and beautiful he could hardly resist smiling back. And he did, his violet eyes glittered as they narrowed to a soft, warm smile.

Unfortunately for Hikaru, his buttons were done up correctly. His leaned against the door frame and narrowed his eyes also- but this time, to a jealous, bitter face.

"If I could have your attention please, everyone. Before we start I would like to thank you all for coming and please enjoy to night." The room quieted down as Tamaki exclaimed. The hosts stood in a line beside him and eyed out to a room full of perfectly dressed ladies plus a serious case of hair gel overdose amongst the mens.

"The rules are as follows, each gentlemen would be asked to take their seats and every lady would have been allocated to their first gentlemen as prior to the event. After the first hour of dating, they will kindly bid the gentlemen goodnight and move on to their second gentlemen. So each lady will be greeted by two gentlemen tonight. The hosts will also participant in this event, so we'll see who the lucky ladies are. Although, I must make it clear that there is to be no fighting, biting, hair tiring, pushing, throwing tantrums and cheese or garlic eating (as some may find it unpleasant) during this event. And on this note, happy dating! "

The guest roared in excitement and each gentleman took their seats. As each pair start to laugh and joke across the table, the hosts too was greeted by respectable young ladies.

"Do you like cake too? What about cheese cakes? Blueberries? No Strawberries are much nicer…" Honey seem to be enjoying a deep conversation with his lady, it turns out that they share mutual love towards lemon cheesecakes.

"I see, you must be a keen mathematician… "Kyoya had a really boring conversation with his lady, so we will skip that part.

"Hikaru-senpai?" Hikaru's lady cried out, as his eyes never left Haruhi for one minute. His heart still beating with fume everytime he's reminded the way Tamaki smiled. "Hikaru- senpai are you unwell?" After numerous attempts, the brunette finally managed to caught Hkaru's attention- that is before he drifted off again.

"Sorry, did you say something sweet?" Hikaru lifted her chin in hope to regain his charm, he really has lost it.

"Hikaru-senpai seems sad, is there something on your mind that you want to talk about?" Her green eyes, every so mesmerizing stared right into his. The ginger kid still failed to believe that after years of building a mysterious reputation, he was that easily read by a stranger. Damn, Haruhi must have hurt him bad.

"No, of course not dear." Their evening carried on…

After the first hour followed a short tea break, Haruhi shook her lady's hand whilst Hikari and Tamaki kissed their lady's hand goodbye. Neither one of them interacted with each other, partly because Tamaki was so wrapped up in the thought that his idea of a blind date was a complete success; but also because Hikaru is still unhappily stuffing fruit cocktails down his throat in the changing room so he could "drown his sorrow heart". (Always has to be the dramatic one, I know.)

"Hikaru, you don't even like cocktails. What's wrong?" Kaoru, who couldn't bare the thought that Hikaru looks like some unemployed middle age man going through mid life crisis right now, stood beside him and took the cocktail away.

"Give it back, Kaoru!" Kaoru knew how much of a bad brother he would have been if he so willingly gave it back to Hikaru. So he insisted on knowing what's wrong.

"Tell me, you tell me everything so why should it be different this time?" Kaoru looked down as Hikaru stared at him in silence. It was true; the pair had grown slightly further apart ever since the ball, now approaching the end of the final year. Hikaru still refuses to tell him this problem embedded in his heart, and this broke the trust fund established between the two of them after years of practically sharing the same brain waves.

"Just give it back."

"No! Not until you-"

"GIVE IT! KAORU!" he shouted, like never before. Beneath the scary silence he could hear his brother's heart tremble and shatter onto the floor- into pieces not amendable.