A new week started up at Ouran and we were all getting excited for a new Host Club event: an Easter egg hunt.

"Eeeeee! Yay! Egg painting! Egg hunt! It's gonna be so much fun." squealed Hoshimi, swinging her tote bag.

Flaire rolled eyes, nonchalant, "I don't see what the big deal is! It's just another holiday!"

Aurora gasped, "Flaire! Have you no childish spirit inside of you?"

"Yes." She replied bluntly, "Who even suggested this?"

Within a swoop, the culprit was at our side. "Who wouldn't want to enjoy a little fun in the fresh spring sun? This is the perfect time to have a fun commoner's event for the Host Club's guests! Are you going to attend Amaya?"

"Of course Tamaki. I love Easter egg hunts. Especially the candy!" I giggled. Hunny came over and gave me a high-five while Flaire fangirled over Hunny's cuteness.

"Hey Tamaki? What do you think of Haruhi?" I asked, looking into his purple eyes, holding back a load of squeals.

"She's my daughter. So naturally; I think she's cute, smart, and amazing."

I fell anime style. "Your daughter? Aren't you like 15?"

"Yes."

"So how is she your daughter?"

"Well I'm like a father to her, so I see her as my daughter. I find it cute when she dresses up. I don't like when she's around other boys. I see her in fantasies. What other conclusion is there? I think of her as my daughter."

Wrong idea Tamaki, poor guy is clueless Different kind of love. I thought shaking my head.

"What?" Tamaki asked, noticing my expression. I shrugged it off, ignoring his last question. I changed the subject when it started to get quiet. "So did you have fun at the party last weekend?"

"Yeah, thanks again. Although.." Tamaki trailed off.

I turned to him. "What?"

"I wanted to spend more time with you." He whispered into my ear. I got shivers and in an attempt to hold them in, I looked like a Chihuahua. Tamaki laughed at me. In displeasure, I sped-walked away, leaving him in the dust. A hand suddenly pulled me from around the corner, I was a split second away from screaming until I saw it was Hoshimi.

"Geez! You scared the heck outta me!"

"Gomen gomen. But I had to talk to you about Tamaki. Sooooo? Do you like him?" she prodded. I felt like an exhibit in a zoo of her mind. I sighed, exaggeratedly and loudly.

"Yes, but I swear if you tell anyone, I'll murder you and your little boyfriend too."

My cousin gasped then shot a devil glare at me. "Do that and I'll haunt you." I couldn't help but smile. I linked arms with her and we skipped off to class singing, "We're off to see the wizard! The wonderful wizard of Oooooozzzzzzzzz!"

In the Host Club later, Hoshimi was sitting on Kaoru's lap while Hikaru entertained some guests. Mori and Hunny were talking with their guests about favorite sweets. Kyouya was showing off hidden videos of the hosts, making money. Haruhi was talking with Kasanoda about some kind of game. Whereas Tamaki was entertaining me as I had reserved him for myself.

"So, I heard you caused quite a show in the halls earlier; something about singing too loud?" Tamaki said, playing with my long brunette hair.

"Yeah, Hoshimi and I were singing 'We're off to see the wizard.' But the teachers didn't exactly think it was as fun as it really was." I laughed at the memory of their red faces.

"How admirable. You're not afraid to be yourself." He exhaled, sparkling.

"Of course. If you're afraid of who you are, then why even bother trying so hard to be someone? Accepting yourself and displaying all of what you have is essential to becoming the worthy individual that any person holds captive in their hearts."

Tamaki teared up, as did other girls in the room.

A girl whose name I believe was Kanako Kasugasaki whispered to a nearby friend, "Amaya-san is so cool." The girl nodded furiously, tears thick in her eyes.

Haruhi passed, tray in hand, "Amaya-san, you're a very wise person."

"Arigato Haruhi." I smiled at the Host Club's toy.

Tamaki's face turned amber until he rushed over to Haruhi, spinning her around squealing. "You're so adorable! You're so nice to Amaya! It's like she's become a girly influence on you!"

Haruhi cut him off, "She's not a girly influence. Amaya is a friend. Now will you PUT ME DOWN?"

A frown came onto his face, setting her down regretfully. "Haruhi? Why won't you let daddy hold you?"

"YOU'RE NOT MY DAD TAMAKI-SENPAI!" Haruhi shouted.

Tamaki clutched at his shirt. "Then why did you say I was like a father to you?"

"That's not what I meant! I meant that you have the same personality as my dad in some ways!"

Tamaki was the one to anime fall this time. "Haruhi, then how do you feel about…me?" A collection of breaths being sucked in came from all around the room. The hosts looked to Haruhi anxious for an answer. A motor started from underneath the ground.

Hoshimi hid, "Run! The witch is coming! The witch is coming!"

Renge finally appeared. "Is this it? Will Haruhi accept Tamaki's feelings? The moe aura is getting stronger with every passing second!" The girls were wriggling around in excitement and anticipation. Haruhi's face turned bright red at all the faces looking at her.

"I-I….have to go!" Haruhi took off and was through the school's gates on the way to her house within seconds.

I sighed. "So much for that entertainment." I noticed Tamaki was standing where Haruhi was a few moments ago. I lightly touched his shoulder. "Are you ok? I'm sorry she didn't answer you."

Tamaki turned around. "It's alright. I'm sure she's just embarrassed to say it in front of a crowd that's all. I know how she is. Now if you'll excuse me." Tamaki spun around, bangs hiding his face. Although, I imagined his expression to be somewhat heartbroken one. A pang in my chest echoed for the rest of the afternoon.

I couldn't help but worry once Tamaki had left. I had to see him. So, I did what any other obsessed fangirl would do. I looked up his address and went to his house. Lucky for me I was let in. An old woman came to greet me.

"Hello I am Shima. You must be Amaya-sama."

"Yes I am. Wait, you know my name. Has Tamaki talked about me?"

"Very much so. He enjoys telling us about how you're an independent spirit and you don't care what people think about you. Tamaki-sama seems to think highly of you."

"Is that so? Does he really think that much of me?"

Shima looked at me. "He talks about you almost as often as he does Fujioka-sama."

My fists immediately clenched in jealousy. "So he talks about Haruhi alt now does he?"

Shima cringed a little. "Um yes, well Tamaki is in the music room ahead so I'll just get some tea for you two."

"Thank you." Slowly, I made my way to the mentioned room where I heard the piano part of a familiar song playing. Tamaki looked at peace as he played each note, humming a tune, a dreamy look in his eye.

"That's Steven Curtis Chapman's 'Cinderella' isn't it?"

He stopped to look at me. "You came to visit! I'm sorry I didn't hear you come in. I've been thinking a lot."

"About Haruhi?" I suggested, sitting on a nearby chair. Tamaki chuckled, "Are you sure that we haven't met a long time ago because it seems you know me really well."

"Who knows? Maybe I knew you in a past life or maybe in a dream."

He shook his head. "I think I'd remember those hazel eyes."

"Sure you would." For no reason whatsoever, a random thought came to mind. "Tamaki? Would you mind helping me with something?"

"Sure, what do you need my dear?"

"I'm trying to figure out the music to a song I'm writing and I'd like to sing it at the Easter party. Would you mind helping me figure it out and then play it for me at the party?"

Pausing for a moment, he looked to the ceiling as if it'd give him an answer. It seemed to because he said, "Sure."

"Thanks! Now about Haruhi...what do you think about her?"

Tamaki stared into my eyes. "You don't miss a thing do you?"

"Nah I'm pretty good at reading people when I'm not clueless."

He exhaled sadly. "I think I'm in love with her."

About time, I thought but my heart was cracking. I began to shake.

"And what do you think of me?" Tamaki asked intertwining his hands with my own.

"I ummm...I like you...more than a friend though." Blushing, I pulled away.

"You seem like such a flirt. Why do you look embarrassed?" Tamaki asked pulling my face towards his.

"I'm really not that good at being a flirt. And besides it's different with guys like you."

"Like me?"

"Yes, like you! Guys that I like are harder for me to flirt with!"

"I have a confession."

I tilted my head as he came really close to my ear and delicately whispered, "I think I like you too." That's when all pain flooded from me and turned to ecstasy.

"You do?"

Tamaki nodded. I giggled, attack hugging him. A little surprised by my forwardness, he laughed as he hugged me back. Shima brought in the tea so I backed off from Tamaki until she left.

"You know it wasn't that easy to figure out that I liked you too." Tamaki mumbled.

"I can imagine." I began playing with a strand of his blonde hair. How soft…I thought.

"But there's one thing that made me realize it."

"And that was?"

"You never left my mind."

I looked at him as he was staring off dreamily. His violet eyes appeared to be serious but still curious and loving. He gently fingered the piano keys as his thoughts drifted to things I didn't know.

"So the girl you like is Haruhi?" I said after a few moments of random piano keys had been played.

"Yeah but I like you too. I just can't choose between you two…" Tamaki said trailing off.

I couldn't help but feel sorry for the Host Club president. An idea, a bad one in my eyes, but an idea nonetheless formed. Sighing lightly I offered, "So have us both until you really make up your mind."

"Really and you'd be ok with that? Knowing I love someone else?" Tamaki's face brightened slightly.

"I've been hurt before I can handle another broken heart if it comes."

"Thanks Amaya." Tamaki hugged me gently.

On the outside I may have been smiling but on the inside I was shattering into billions of pieces. This was almost like a repeat of Hiroki. Only this time Tamaki had actually understood me. Amami told me later that day, 'life isn't always going to be good or fair but you can get through this' I was glad at least I could count on her and Hoshimi, in this moment of time.

Haruhi's POV

I was let into the house by one of the Suoh's maids, Shima.

"Thank you for letting me in. Where can I find Tamaki?" I asked.

"He's in the piano room with Amaya-sama."

"Amaya's here too?"

Shima nodded and led me to the room. I bowed to her in gratitude. Quietly, I opened the door and saw Amaya and Tamaki hugging. For some reason, I unconsciously hid behind the door, letting only my eyes see.

Why am I spying on them? There's no reason for me to be sneaking around…..I thought to myself warningly. They were mumbling things to each other. Amaya played with some of his hair and my heart clenched all of a sudden. Ignoring this, a sentence I wouldn't forget echoed, "So the girl you like is Haruhi?"

Beating in my ears, my heart wouldn't stop pounding and thudding. I don't know why I kept feeling this way ever since the end of the Ouran Fair. I heard Tamaki say, "Yeah." But the rest was drowned out. I needed to sort out my own feelings.

How do I really feel about Tamaki-senpai?