Author's Note: Okay, this wasn't out as soon as I wanted it to be, but it's out now. Thanks for sticking with me on this story, I know a couple of you thought I'd died, but I haven't. Oh! As a warning, I might not be able to update all that often in the next few weeks or so, as I have an essay to write on the types of love encountered in 'Romeo and Juliet' for my literature class. I'm sorry if this chapter isn't very good, but I am really tired at the moment. Anyway, enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or the characters. I only own Yuki and the plot of this story.
"Oh my goodness... Tamaki! What happened?" I asked, extremely concerned about him, ushering him in. I made him sit down in front of the fire in my apartment and wrapped a towel around him, trying to warm him up and dry him off.
"My car broke down, so I walked here. It started to rain on the way here though..." Tamaki smiled.
"You should've rung me to let me know you'd be late. I might've been able to get some form of transport to you." I replied, trying to conceal the worry that I'd been feeling all evening. He smiled apologetically.
"Sorry, my cell ran out of battery and when you're in the middle of a street, there's nowhere you can really go to charge it up..."
He sounded so apologetic and humble, I couldn't believe it.
"So... why do you live in this apartment?" He asked in curiosity, bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Huh? Oh... My family is in America, I got the choice to come live here on my own or stay in America. I chose here, obviously" I replied, smiling, covering my lie.
"Oh right!" He smiled.
"If you want, I'll show you where your room is" I ventured partly nervous. He smiled, got up and followed me, as I picked up the bag he'd dropped in the doorway and lead him to his room. He gently took his bag from me, went into his room and started to unpack. I left him to it while I went to sort out our dinner.
About half an hour, I peered around Tamaki's door to see that he had finished unpacking. I carefully stepped into the room and smiled at him.
"Dinner's almost ready, so, if you'd like to follow me...?" I gingerly asked. Smiling, he got up and came over to me.
"Can I help?" He offered.
"I can't let you do my work, Tamaki! You're my guest. You just it down and I'll bring it through, okay?" I smiled as I led him to the table. He smiled back as he did as I asked of him.
Hurrying into the kitchen, I picked up the two plates of pasta and took them over to the table, setting one plate down in front of Tamaki; placing my plate down on the table as I sat down. I slowly started to eat the pasta; watching as Tamaki started wolfing back his pasta. He'd finished eating in record time and I was still only on my third or fourth mouthful.
"That was delicious, Yuki, thank you" he smiled. I smiled back.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it."
A little while later, after the dinner had been eaten and everything had been washed and dried, Tamaki and I were sitting in the front room, doing homework. I threw my pen down on my book, finally finished, stretched and got up.
"I'm just going to get changed okay?" I asked. He looked up at me, and smiled.
"Alright, I'll see you when you're done changing"
I walked into my room and started getting changed. I had just pulled off my top, so I was standing in my bra and jeans, when my door burst open.
"Can you tell me... where... the... bathroom... is?" Tamaki stood there, gaping at me; his jaw had dropped when he had entered my room and saw me like this.
"It's down the hall, first on the right" I replied, trying to act as though nothing had happened.
"You're a girl!" He finally realised, shocked.
Author's Note: Well, Tamaki finally realised! It's taken 7 chapters and 4 months (within the story) for him to realise, but it finally happened! Hopefully it won't be too long before I get the next chapter up.