"Do you know how long I've been waiting here? Almost three hours! You call me, I leave school, and then you take off!" Mei was huffing and puffing as Haruhi unlocked her front door. Her head was spinning and her heart pounding, she hadn't even been sure if she could take the train home never the less gotten through all her afternoon classes.

"Sorry…I…had something to take acre off," was Haruhi's mumbled response. Her lips felt tingly and it was hard to talk. He had been so warm and inviting, almost as if he had done it a hundred times before. For her, if you don't count the accidental kiss that happened hundreds of years before at the graduation party, it had been her first kiss. She had never realized what the big deal was before it had actually happened.

"Haruhi-chan…are you all right?" Mei stepped forward. Haruhi's eyes widened in surprise at the honorific. Mei only used 'chan' when she was worried about something or someone.

"A-actually I don't feel that great…" Haruhi plopped down on the floor behind the low table in her living room, taking off her jacket, tossing it aside along with her blue blazer.

"Actually….It's Tamaki." Haruhi the launched into the story all the way from the graduation party. Her voice was so low that Mei had to lean in close to hear her. She couldn't believe all the drama that her quite friend had going on in her life. She had no idea how she could even keep with her studies! Mei was suddenly glad that she went to a public school where there were so many people you forgot who your friends were.

"All you can do is go with the flow, you told me to do that when I became friends with the club. I think you both really love each other, which is really amazing. I don't think either of us can understand this whole rich kids trying-to-takeover-businesses stuff so just wait it out," Mei rubbed Haruhi's back in a sorry attempt to warred off the bad feelings.

"I can't believe I'm being like this. My uniform is all messy, my eyes are all puffy. I'm a mess. Nobody ever told me loving someone would be this physically demanding," Haruhi sighed, resting her chin on her knees. "This is sucks hard, Mei."

Mei blinked, momentarily shocked at her friends use of language before bursting into a fit of uncontrollable laughter.

"Girl, you don't know how right you are," Mei wheezed, trying to regain control and steady her breathing. Haruhi chuckled, too, at the sight of her red faced friend.

The two girls continued to laugh until the walls started to shake, the carpet was flooded with their tears, and their lungs were left empty.

***

This can't be winter…where has all the rain come from? Tamaki gazed out his bedroom window down towards the unwelcoming mansion garden. If he didn't know better all the plants had thorns on them.

He had prayed for sunshine for the sake of Haruhi. At least the thunder had receded somewhat. He still felt awful, and his lips felt numb. He knew that he couldn't go to the business meeting later, but how could he cancel? He was meeting with one of the most important people in the Suoh Corporation, the person directly under his grandmother. He was just afraid that he would throw up. Is this how his father felt after meeting his mother? Knowing that they could never be together but still doing it with her.

Ew…that's disgusting. Have to think about something else… Tamaki passed over to his piano, the one thing he positively refused to leave behind and plucked a few keys.

He felt empty, which scared him more then anything else. He picked up the phone that was hooked up in his room, directed towards his personal butler, and dialed the code number.

"Tamaki-sama?" Shinji sounded out of breath, Tamaki hoped he hadn't woken him up or interrupted something important.

"How does it feel to be love sick?" There was an audible gasp on the other and Shinji quickly regained control of himself, clearing his throat.

"I am not sure, Tamaki-sama. I would think that it would hurt."

"Thank you, Shinji-san," Tamaki said quietly as he placed the phone down softly. The calm was short lived, Tamaki immediately screaming and crying.

"Maman, wherever you are. It seems like it was just yesterday that Haruhi walked through the club room doors. I really like her…No…Love her. But due to my, our, situation nothing can ever become of it. I am her sempai, and I come from a different world. Maman, what should I do?"

Silence.

All except the song he had written for her, which had never stopped playing.

A/N; The new chapter was devastating so I think I'll continue to write this. I wish Nekozawa got to talk, that would have been great. But guess what?

I'M MEETING VIC MIGNOGNA!!!!!!!!!! My sister/best friend and I are going to see him in January at Setsu con but it turns out he'll be an hour away from. I AM SO EXCITED. Seeing him twice in two months, how great can it get? He's my idol, my mentor; I hope to become best friends with him (a little much, perhaps?)

Please review!!!!!!!!!