A/N: I am so, so, so, so, sorry to all of you! I haven't worked on this story in ages! So, I guess because the beach chapter ended up giving me a huge mass of issues, I shall just give a low down on what went down:

Most of the characters became intoxicated and wandered off their separate ways, each finding themselves in a compromising situation with a member of the opposite sex(save for the twins, who were together); divided off by couples of course. Kasanoda and Kaede actually engaged in full on sexual acts, and there is a result of that which affects the rest of the story.

Upon returning home, Tamaki has been introduced to a female now temporarily living with his family, named Éclair, and she will be his bride come the end of school for him. All bets are off with Tatsuha, seemingly due to a dispute between the grandmothers. Tamaki has also been forbade from returning to the Host Club, or really associating with his friends.

This starts after about 3 weeks of this Hell. :]

Enjoy: D

XOXO

Tamaki could remember no time in his short life in which he had felt so trapped. He couldn't look hid friends in the eyes, and he couldn't even begin to explain to them what was going on with this, or in his head. He stood alone most of the day, and went home to the embrace of a woman he could never love. He didn't feel he could stand this any more and his life got worse the day she enrolled at Ouran. He was now completely and utterly at a loss, as much as he hated to admit it.

He sat alone one day at lunch; thankfully Éclair's schedule didn't cross his at all. He looked up to see a group passing him. He laid eyes on Tatsuha. She crossed his mind so often, and he couldn't tell her. He had spent an entire night locked in a very compromising situation with her, only to be told they couldn't see each other anymore. It was worse then Romeo and Juliet; they're ending was poetic, and the adults would reconcile their immature differences, in this reality, love didn't work that way, and adults in this society would never admit fault; even if it were at the expense of those dear to them. As he watched her, she could feel eyes on her, she looked back at him, and her friends tried to advocate her on,

"Tatsuha, come on." They urged. She bit her lip, and she looked at them, honing in on Tsuki; who saw a look she never would have expected from Tatsuha. Tatsuha was going to defy what she had been told.

"Come on, leave her alone." Tsuki said, turning the group towards a table. She smiled, and nodded to them all,

"I'll see you around." She said, and she made her way towards where Tamaki sat alone. He looked down at his plate, and only refocused when he saw a shadow over him. He winced because of who he thought it was, but was shocked to hear a much less confident voice speak,

"May I sit, Sempai?" She asked cautiously. His eyes shot up, and landed on Tatsuha's red face. She smiled and bit her lip nervously. He nodded quickly, and she sat, placing her tray next to his. She looked at him from the side, and she began to eat slowly,

"How have you been?" She spoke in a friendly tone, but there was an air of sadness to it.

"Terrible." He choked out. He looked at her, and she looked at him, her hand freezing from moving her food around.

"Tamaki,-" She broke off when she felt him grab her hand, and pull it to his mouth,

"Tatsuha, I can't do this…I miss you." She felt her eyes well up, and she swallowed the lump in her throat. She felt her lips tremble lightly, before whispering,

"I miss you too, so much it hurts." She let a tear escape, and she dropped her head. She felt long fingers under her chin, and she felt her face be lifted back to look at him. He leaned in and took her lips with his. She felt herself freeze, and then relax. She kissed him back, but before anyone could see, they pulled apart, and went back to their lunch. But, unfortunately for them, someone had seen, and it wasn't anyone good.

XOXO

When Tamaki returned home that afternoon, he was greeted with the rather unhappy face of his father.

"We need to speak about something, Tamaki." He said sternly. Tamaki froze, there wasn't anyway he could have known, was there? He swallowed,

"What is it, Father?" He asked, his voice on the verge of quivering.

"Today, Miss Éclair informed me she observed you with Akio's daughter; I am sorry to hear that you can't be grateful for the affection Miss Éclair shows you, but you will not see Akio's daughter again." His father spoke, without his face showing any emotion at all. Tamaki didn't feel the fear he had a moment before, he was starting to get angry. How dare he tell him who to love or not love? How dare Éclair observe him like he was an animal? He clenched his fists as his father continued.

"I know you are fond of her, but your Grandmother feels she isn't suitable for someone of your standing. Someone of your standing needs someone more beautiful, more sociable, and well, frankly someone of better breeding. She thinks you can do better, and she knows Éclair is the lady for the job, so I do not want to hear of you speaking to Miss Hyde again." He cocked his head to the side, and stopped, as Tamaki stood and made his way towards his father's desk.

"I will let you, and her, know that I do not love Lady Éclair. I cannot pretend anymore. I will not. Outcast me, disown me, whichever, whatever, I do not care. I will not stay here any longer, Father. I'm shocked you would let her dictate how you feel about your own friends as well; for I'm sure she's said many, many things about Mr. Hyde and his family. I thought you were better and stronger then that, apparently I was mistaken." He was seething. He didn't know what had come over him, but he was glad to have said this. His father on the other hand seemed to have other ideas; he stood, and towered over his blonde son. He boomed,

"I will not be spoken to in that manner, ungrateful child!" He lashed out, and his hand connected with Tamaki's jaw before he could stop himself. Tamaki stumbled, and he fell to the floor. He looked up at his father, and he cradled his bruised face; his delicate skin was growing shadowy. He picked himself up off the floor, grabbing his book bag,

"Since I am so ungrateful, I will take my leave now." He said, turning, and not looking back, even as his father called after him, almost seemingly frantic. Tamaki walked out the front door, and he moved towards one of the places he took solace in times when he needed it, Kyouya Ootori's house.

XOXO

That night, Tatsuha told Tsuki she wanted Tamaki back, and Tsuki told her they needed to go shopping for the occasion. Tatsuha wasn't sure what that meant, but she agreed to go shopping regardless. They moved about the boutique Tsuki had selected for them to shop. Tatsuha looked around, and most of the clothes were extremely…well, not her style to say the least. The nightgowns were very silky, and short. They held small designs, and one could tell they weren't made to be worn very long.

"See anything you like?" Tsuki asked, looking through a rack of light blue nighties. Tatsuha glanced awkwardly, until something caught her eye. She moved past Tsuki without a word, and her fingers traced a small sleeveless nightgown, that would come down barely above the thigh. It was dark pink, and had lacy black straps on the shoulders. She looked back at Tsuki, who was smiling like a cat who'd eaten a canary.

"I think that one is lovely, and would look good on you." She cooed. She was taken off guard when her phone vibrated in her pocket. As Tatsuha went to try on the night gown, she flipped the phone open, and she read a text, and smiled wider then before,

'Tamaki is at my house, and he is very desperate to see Tatsuha. Do you think there is something you can do here?' The message was from Kyouya. Tsuki was thrilled. She responded with a short,

'Certainly. Be at Tatsuha's in an hour or so.' She closed her phone, and she reclaimed her cousin, and she pulled her to make her purchase, and pulled her out of the store, and into another where she bought kitty ears they had been eying earlier. She had a gleam in her eye the entire time, though Tatsuha was so distracted, she couldn't began to explain that gleam.

As they sat around in Tatsuha's room later, Tsuki glanced at her phone, and smirked.

"I think you should put on your nightgown, I never got to see it." Tatsuha cocked her head to the side, and she shrugged. She moved towards her closet, grabbing the back by the door. She entered the room, and at that moment, Tatsuha's door opened, and a Maid ushered the teen males in. Tsuki pushed up, and she moved towards Kyouya, and embraced him, pulling him in for a kiss. She then glanced, and nodded to Tamaki. He looked terrible. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked thinner then she remembered. She furrowed her brow, and she looked back at her cousin's closet as she emerged, speaking,

"Tsuki, who was at the door..,-Oh…Tamaki-sempai, and Kyouya-Sempai…" Tatsuha looked pale, and she looked awkwardly at the floor. Tsuki smiled eagerly.

"Kyouya and I will be down the hall if you need us…though, I'd knock a few times before coming into the room." She said with a giggle, pulling Kyouya out of the room, before anyone could speak. Tamaki looked at the door, then his eyes slowly went back to Tatsuha. Her small frame was clad in only a silky nightgown, and it barely left anything up to imagination is was so short. He smiled lightly,

"Expecting someone?" He asked as he moved a step closer. She blushed, and she moved to sit on her bed, and hid the rest of her outfit behind her back. As she moved, one could hear a bell coming from somewhere behind her. He furrowed his brow, and quickly reached behind her, and grabbed something from her hands. He held up a pair of kitty ears, with a set of beads and bows on them. A little bell adorned one ear, and she looked at the floor, laughing sheepishly.

"Not expecting, just planning ahead for someone I intended to get back." She kept her voice low, and she sank to the bed. He smiled weakly, and he sat next to her, setting the ears behind them.

"Not really an issue when you never lost the person to begin with." He looked at her, she looked at him. That moment led to epiphanies on both sides, and he was the first to speak,

"Tatsuha… I love you." He stuttered. She smiled, and she felt her eyes well with tears,

"I love you too, Tamaki." As one of her tears slipped down her face, he reached out, and wiped it away. He smiled at her, took her chin in his hand, and placed a gentle kiss to her lips. Her heart beat sped up, and she leaned further into the kiss. He smiled, and pulled her closer. Their awkward position was making their task hard, so Tatsuha pulled the kitty ears from behind her, and she slipped them onto her head. She then pushed him back onto the bed somewhat forcefully, and she began to crawl up his body, but not before pushing off the bed to lock the door. She wanted nothing to ruin this. She moved back towards him, and straddled his lanky form. She leaned down, and she claimed his lips with her own. As she pulled back, she began to move down his neck. He moaned, and he pulled lazily at his tie. She stopped his hands, and she kissed down his chest. She moved her hand up his leg, and she stroked the bulge forming in his groin area, and she looked up at him, and he smiled down at her, leaning over her, and he whispered,

"I love you so much Tatsuha, you are so beautiful." He cooed to her, his smell intoxicating her as he began to kiss her as she had him. It was heady; cologne mixed with something distinctly Tamaki. It was masculine, but not to the point one could say he didn't take care of himself. He moved to smile at her again, and she smiled back, they knew nothing would be the same after tonight, and frankly, that excited them all the more.