CHAPTER 4:

Hey all! I'm doing my lil comment thing at the beginning of this chapter because I wanted to give you all a heads up. This chapter is mainly going to focus on Haruhi's feelings, so we won't be seeing too much of Kyoya.

"What?" Haruhi asked confusedly. Her heart began to ache, this was the day she had been looking forward to since the night Kyoya proposed to her

"Kyoya has lost his memory Haruhi. He can't remember anything… He thinks we are still in high school… that we still have a Host Club at Ouran." Tamaki reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder, hoping to add some comfort in light of the terrible news.

"…So that means in his mind… we never fell in love… he still thinks of me like he did when I was in the Host Club…?" Her voice was small, but her face was unreadable. Her brown eyes looked at Tamaki, searching his sapphire eyes for answers to her questions. 'Please don't let it be true… this has to all be a misunderstanding…'

"I'm so sorry Haruhi." Tamaki said regretfully. A shadow cast over Haruhi's eyes, hiding them from everyone.

Kyoya looked at her. He couldn't tell how she felt based on the way she looked, but it wasn't hard to guess if she loved him. His heart called to him begging him to somehow go to her; to tell her he would get better and they would be together. Like the previous times his heart called out these ridiculous thoughts, his mind silenced them.

In all honesty he felt bad for her, but there was nothing he could do. The Kyoya she was engaged to wasn't the Kyoya strapped to the chair. He glanced at her left hand that peeked out from the crossing of her two arms. A magnificent diamond ring shimmered in the light. It fit her hand perfectly and seemed to suit her. The diamond wasn't large, rather simple actually, but it shined brightly enough to know that the diamond was of perfect cut, quality, and color. He did truly feel bad for her.

Without another word she left the room. The four men standing at the doorway parted and let her pass. Honey was surprisingly silent as Haruhi passed by. As soon as she was out of sight she ran down the hall and into her dressing room. The door shut behind her and she locked it. Tears had begun to stream down her face. Her heart was inside her chest in pieces. It felt as though someone had reached inside and ripped it out. She was bruised, battered ,and defeated emotionally. The happiest day of her life… turned into one of the worst. 'He doesn't love me… he doesn't remember…' As she thought the words, another wave of tears struck her. She rested her back against the locked door and slunk down against it holding her legs to her chest, and rocked herself gently back and forth.

"Kyoya… how?... Why?" Haruhi sobbed. "Mom… I wish you were here…I don't know what to do…" Her crying did not cease when a voice sounded from the door. His gentle words seem to only make her heart hurt worse.

"Haruhi… Please let me in… I need to talk to you." Tamaki spoke gently to her. Haruhi hesitated, but knew she needed him the most right now. Shakily she rose to her feet, legs trembling as she stood. Haruhi made no effort to hide her tears; she didn't care how she looked. She opened the door. Tamaki stood alone, looking at her. His eyes were filled with compassion. He opened his long arms and Haruhi accepted the hug, burying her face into his chest as she continued to cry.

He held her tightly whispering, "It'll be okay…. He'll remember." At that moment, Tamaki pulled her away from him, looked her in the eye, "You have to help him remember. Just because we didn't work doesn't mean you two don't. I have never seen you more happy than when you are with Kyoya, and it's the same when he is with you. I want you to be with the person you truly love and who truly loves you. Haruhi, don't let him go. Make him remember." With his thumb he soothingly brushed away a single tear that was running down her cheek. Haruhi looked at Tamaki and the loose smile on his face, understanding seemed to melt into her brain, soaking it completely. A small light in her eyes dried all of the tears.

"I will… I won't let him go…" Haruhi sounded weak, but as she spoke the words, the light became a fire in her eyes. Determination filled her face and although her heart still ached unbearably, she would not let Kyoya slip through her fingers. Tamaki held a hand out to her and she placed her own in his palm. He then lead her out of the room and back down the hallway to face her fiancé.