Hi guys! A thousand pardons for not posting in a few days. It's been pretty hectic over here having to prepare for our trip to the anime expo. And I have an announcement! I am going to get some awesome info for this story from the one person who is most qualified when it comes to characters. Vic Mignogna himself! That's right he will be at the expo and I will post pictures on my deviantart page and see if he can give a shout out to all of you lovely viewers. So If I manage to get a video posted up on you tube, I will tell you. Now without further a do, CHAPTER 9 PEOPLES!
Chapter 9
"What is Love"
Tamaki's bare feet pounded against the marble floor as he raced up to their room. Corner after corner, he fled through the corridors of each floor and jumped into the elevator. As he punched the 49th floor button he thought to himself. 'Please be alright, please be alright…' He had know idea whether those sickos harmed Haruhi in any way and she seemed pretty traumatized when he came, so it was crucial that he goes to check on her. Finally after what seemed to be the longest two minutes of running he had ever done, Tamaki swiped his card into the door lock and dashed in. The living room was empty and so was the kitchen. So Tamaki figured she must be in her room. Shuffling quietly upstairs, he thought about what he was going to say to her. Odds are, Haruhi was in a delicate state and anything might set her over the edge. Everybody knew that Tamaki was one of the few who specialized in setting her over the edge, and yet all of it was unintentional, he never means to annoy or hurt her, it jut ends up that way. All Tamaki wishes, is for his little girl to be happy. He just doesn't know where to channel all of his intensive feelings for the girl.
Nervously, Tamaki gave a light knock on Haruhi's door and waited for a reply. After a few seconds, there was still no answer. SO he turned the handle and surprisingly, it opened for him. When Tamaki stepped around the corner and into the bedroom, he found Haruhi curled up into a ball on her bed. A small trail of tears ran down her cheek and dropped on the pillow. She didn't seem to notice Tamaki walk across the room and sit down next to her.
"Haruhi… are you going to be alright," he questioned softly while placing a tentative hand on her shoulder. Haruhi looked up and saw the very boy who put her into this state of melancholy. She wiped her eyes and sat up to face him.
"Senpai, I am so sorry for this. If I had been more careful you never would have gotten hurt. This is all my fault I am so sorry," she whimpered while staring at her feet. Tamaki sighed and placed a hand under her chin to lift her gaze.
"Haruhi listen to me," he started while staring intently into her brown eyes. "None of this was your fault. There was no way you could have prevented it. Do not blame yourself. You really should be blaming me. I failed in my duties to protect you and therefore paid the price. So don't feel bad okay," he finished sternly. A fresh trail over tears ran down her cheek and he lifted his other hand to brush them away. Tamaki gave her a warm smile in hopes that it would lift her spirits. They did and she managed to smile back.
"Now there's the smile I've come to love so much. You know, if I remember correctly, this same sort of thing happened two years ago." Haruhi thought back to her early adventures with the Host Club and recalled what he was talking about.
"Oh yeah… the beach incident," she chuckled half- heartedly. Tamaki laughed with her as they thought about the disturbing incident.
"But still…your hurt because of me," Haruhi added.
"Don't worry Haruhi…. It's just a bump on the head," Tamaki stated with a smile as he lifted his hand to his head. When he brought it back down, the smile faded when he found blood coated on his fingers.
"oh…" He must have cut his head when falling against the bar.
"See, you're not fine. Let me get the first aid kit," she said while getting up and walking towards the bathroom. She re- emerges with a white kit and a wet rag and walks back toward Tamaki who kept touching his wound. Haruhi sat next to him and pushed his hand away.
"Stop it, if you keep touching it like that, it will get infected." She then went to work and started dabbing his forehead with the cloth.
"Here, scoot back on the bed so I can have a look at your arm," she instructed while nudging him back. Tamaki hissed in pain as her hand pressed against his abs.
"Oh my gosh! I'm sorry, what happened? Are you hurt there too," she asked. Tamaki held his stomach as he spoke through his teeth.
"No, it's nothing. One of those guys just punched me in the stomach, that's all. No need to worry about it…" Haruhi shook her head at his stubbornness.
"Lay back. It obviously hurts a lot so let me take a look at it," she addressed while gently pushing him back against the pillows. Tamaki's breath hitched as she unbuttoned his shirt. Even Haruhi was trying to suppress the blush as her eyes grazed over his creamy chest and toned stomach. That is when she noticed the bright red circle on his upper abs that was beginning to turn purple.
"Wow… he really did a number on you," she breathed and then got up to retrieve some ice from the sink. She placed it in a plastic bag and gently placed it on Tamaki's bruise. He tensed up as the cold touched his bare skin but then relaxed when Haruhi began rubbing some Neosporin on his cut. She peeled of the covers of a bandage and pushed back his bangs to place it on.
"There…that should do it," she concluded while packing the equipment back into the kit. She was about to get up, when his large hand covered her own.
"Haruhi, I would like to thank you again…for taking care of me. And…I'm so sorry for letting this happen to you. I should have protected you better. So from now on, I'll be by your side no matter what. Never go off on your own without me, or any of the other club members present. Do you understand," he said sternly. Haruhi sighed, and then nodded with a smile.
"I understand senpai." Tamaki smiled and gave her hand a squeeze, which caused the butterflies in her stomach to erupt again.
"I promise never to let anything happen to you while we are here, Haruhi," he said earnestly as he looked into her eyes with almost a sort of sadness in his eyes. She didn't quite know what is was, but something inside Haruhi snapped when Tamaki said that. It was like she was starting to understand the feeling that was developing towards him. Her words were caught in her throat as she stared back at the beautiful blonde, not as a friend but something more. Haruhi simple nodded solemnly as she walked out of the room. Tamaki was left alone in the room with an unsatisfied yearning nestled in his chest. The whole time he was extremely tempted to just grab her delicate face and kiss it hotly until they were both breathless. And yet it was the feeling that stopped him from doing so. He was confused and wondered why a father should have this feeling towards his daughter. He sat and thought about all of his precious moments together. Then he took those memories and did something very interesting. He compared those moments to those of his mother and father. He placed his tender moments with Haruhi next to the tender moments between his mother and father. Then the light in his head switched on. The way he has been acting towards Haruhi is very similar to the way his father had acted toward his mother when he wanted to express his love for her. And it definitely wasn't a fatherly love that was being expressed. That was the type of engagement that married couples participated. Could it be…that he doesn't consider Haruhi as daughter any more… but as… a lover? At that exact moment Haruhi was thinking the same thing as she analyzed his current behavior towards her. And surprisingly…she liked it. She liked it very much and hoped that he would express his feelings openly to her some day. But it was likely that it wouldn't happen any time soon.
Meanwhile, every body else was back at the pool packing everything up to head back to the room. Kyoya headed to the bar to pay the bill, Mori and Honey packed up the inflatable toys, Kaoru collected the towels to hand back to the foreman, and Hikaru was saying his good byes to kaitlyn.
"Man, that was some crazy fight. Are you sure Tamaki will be okay," Kaitlyn inquired while slipping on her tank top.
"I'm sure he will be fine. He receives physical abuse everyday. Nothing he can't handle," Hikaru chuckled.
"Well, that's good. Well I suppose I should be heading back to my room before I get to sunburn," she stated lightly while checking her shoulders.
"Ya, me too. Haha. I guess…I'll see you later then," he inquired timidly. Kaitlyn chuckled and nodded. Hikaru laughed and the stuck his hand out for her to shake. Kaitlyn rolled her eyes at his formality and leaned in to place a feathery kiss on the corner of his mouth. Hikaru's eyes widened drastically and his whole face went red.
"I..uh…tha…" he stuttered. Kaitlyn laughed harder because he looked simply adorable with a blush.
"Your welcome. See you around Hikaru," She laughed and then took off towards the hotel. Hikaru stood there with a dazed look and a hand pressed against the searing spot where she kissed him.
"She's…..unbelievable," he breathed to himself. Kaoru then came running up and placed his hands on his brother's shoulders.
"Come on Hikaru! Ready to go?" Hikaru stared at the door, which she entered before answering.
"Ya…I'm ready." And with that, everybody headed back to the hotel to prepare for tonight's hosting session.
Kyoya entered his room quietly to retrieve Tamaki, who was sound asleep on the bed with a melting ice pack on his stomach and fresh bandage on his forehead.
"Wake up Tamaki. It's time to start getting ready," he stated bluntly while removing his shirt. Tamaki opened his groggy eyes and slowly sat up, grunting from the dull pain in his stomach. He looked at his surroundings and then turned to his best friend. Kyoya noticed Tamaki's staring and questioned with a smirk.
"What is it? Do I have sunburn or something?" Tamaki continued to stare at him a little more before answering.
"Kyoya? Have you ever been in love?" Kyoya looked at his friend with an interested expression hidden behind the glare of his glasses.
"No…I can't say that I have. Why do you ask?" Tamaki leaned back against the bed frame and stared at the ceiling.
"I just wanted to know what it felt like," Kyoya stared at his friend and Tamaki stared right back. No words were needed to communicate the message that Tamaki was trying to send. Kyoya understood immediately and sympathized with him.
"Don't worry Tamaki. All things work out in the end. You'll see." And with that end note, Tamaki proceeded to getting ready with a new hope now embedded in his heart from the few words uttered by his best friend.
Sorry it's kinda short and super mushy but I thought you guys liked that kinda stuff. So I dished it out as best as I could. And don't worry; more will be in store for Tamaki and Haruhi (and Hikaru and Kaitlyn). So stay in tune. Because next comes the first Vegas themed hosting session located in the beautiful Caesar's Palace. Oh and I forgot to mention before! At the expo, there is gonna be an actual hosting session with all of the characters so I will be able to experience the feeling of being a guest which will add for more background info for the story. So hopefully that will come in handy!
