AN: Okay, to Square Root of Three, I am going to use your idea. Just because it seems like it'd be freakin' awesome. So there. Are ya ready kids?

(Aye-aye, captain!)

I CAN'T HEAR YOU!

(AYE-AYE, CAPTAIN!)

OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH...

"No." I say, crossing my arms.

"But why not?" Haruhi says. "I think it would be pretty fun to see which one of you is the better pianist!" She says, looking between Tamaki and I. I roll my eyes.

"Not to be cocky or anything, but I've been playing for eleven years. I think we know who would win a competition like that." I say, looking at the blonde-haired boy standing in front of me.

"Just because you've been playing longer doesn't mean you're better. You haven't even heard me play before." He says. I shake my head. "Nope. Plus, I have stuff to do too." I tell him. He looks at me with a blank expression. "Like what?"

Uhmm, howabout fanfiction writing and dancing around my room to Paramore? Yeah, no. Not a good excuse.

"Stuff you don't need to know about. Since when does my personal life concern you?" I ask.

"Usually, Tayuki-san gets home at about three-thirty. After doing homework, she normally attends to her fanfiction blog, which is fairly popular on the site. Other than that, she spends plenty of time in her music studio composing various pieces, ranging in all genres depending on how she is feeling at the moment she writes them." Kyoya-senpai pipes up. I blush.

"HEY, HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW ALL THAT STUFF? THAT IS MY PERSONAL BUSINESS, WHAT RIGHT DO YOU HAVE TO BLURT IT TP EVERYONE HERE?!" I shout at him, scrambling for the notebook he read it all from.

"I think you'd have time to play a measly piano song." Tamaki-senpai says. My face gets even hotter.

"Tayu-chan, I didn't know you wrote fanfiction!" Honey-senpai says. I sigh.

"If I do this, will you keep your noses out of my personal life?" I say, re-crossing my arms. Tamaki nods. "Promise." He says. I sigh again. "Fine. One song, and that's it, you hear me?" I say. Tamaki grins and rushes over tot he piano. He sits down and opens the top.

"I'll even go first!" He says, positioning his hands over the keys. He takes a deep breath.

The piece he plays is cheery and upbeat. Ha! If this idiot thinks he can outplay me with something like that, then he's wrong! Just wait until you hear all the twisted, confusing, dark pieces some people compose. Like, for example, Soul's piano song! From my fave show EVAR, Soul Eater! THAT is the type of piece I wouldn't be able to compete with. I've tried a billion times to figure it out, and I'm still learning it. And I started it A YEAR ago.

He finishes, and I applaud politely like everyone else. He stands up and I switch places with him. "Your turn." He says as I slide onto the piano bench. I smile. He's so going down.

Hmm... what to play... Maybe I could play another cover? No, I need something that will totally humiliate him... I'm such a bad person...

Ah! That's it!

I close my eyes. This, Tamaki-senpai, this is real piano music.

I press the first keys and my hands fly across the keyboard. The music that emits from the piano is dark and confusing, but it's by far my favorite piece besides the ones I've written. It's called Water Circles by a composer named Mia Jang. She's always been my favorite.

My eyes close and I listen to the music I'm making. So far, so good. If I weren't playing, I would imagine the face that Tamaki-senpai is probably making right now. But if I break my concentration, I'll just humiliate myself.

I open my eyes. The applause is way louder and more enthusiastic then when Tamaki played. I grin at him. "I think we all know who won that one." I tell him. He smiles right back at me.

"Oh, I knew from the start that you were going to win." He says. My smile fades and my shoulders slump. "...huh...?" I mutter, my eyes getting wide. He nods. "Yup! We all just wanted to hear you play! And let me just say it was amazing!" He says. I blink three times before it finally sinks in.

"Why you little... COME HERE AND LET ME RIP YOU INTO LITTLE PIECES YOU BIG PIECE OF BULL SHIT! I COULD HAVE BEEN WRITING OR COMPOSING BY NOW! YOU ARE SO DEAD, YOU BLONDE LITTLE BITCH!" I yell, jumping at him and wrapping one arm around his neck while digging my knuckles into his head.

"OWOWOWOWOWW! HEY, CUT THAT OUT!" He shouts, trying to pry me off of him.

"Umm, maybe you should..." Haruhi starts, but I ignore her. "I AM NEVER, EVER PLAYING FOR ANY OF YOU AGAIN!" I scream, noogie-ing him even harder.

AN: Hope you like it! Thanks to Square Root of Three, the brilliant mind who came up with this idea! See ya next time! Read and Review, plzz!

Byee!

-TRG