Chapter 9- A New Plan

A cool wind woke me up, as it softly waved over my face. Sitting up, my eyes slowly opened, almost painfully, as the sun washed over my hot face. Is this what it feels like? I mean, from the first minute I saw him, my heart has been clenching so uncomfortably. But, yesterday was almost too much. My chest is so heavy, and I have an awful pounding of my head, making me want to just fall back into my desperate attempt of sleep. Nothing... could be this painful...

As I got dressed, I did it slowly, trying to build that mask back from last night, which actually benefited me well under the circumstances of last night.

I shuddered at that thought... last night. I wish that I could've been there for him, and he didn't have to feel that way for Sakurai... but I just couldn't bring myself to say anything, because Sakurai makes him happy. If Kyouya is happy, I should be happy... But I'm honestly miserable, and he doesn't even know who I am... Sure, he remembered we used to play together... but he doesn't remember how much he meant to me, or that stupid childish proposal. Maybe I am the one that is at fault for taking something so childish to heart, but that is the one thing that got me up every morning in Paris.

I went to rub my ring, knowing the cool metal would calm me, but to my dismay, it was gone. I... I'm such an idiot!

Anger overcame me, and I threw the nearest thing I could get my hands on. Right when I threw that damned flower vase, Shima-san walked in with my bag, wide eyes greeting my blushing face.

"Master Suoh! Are you alright?" she exclaimed, dropping my bag and rushing to my side.

"I... I am so sorry; I didn't realize I had even had something in my hands!" I admitted sheepishly, going to pick up a piece of glass.

"Tamaki, honestly... what has gotten into you? Don't pick up that glass you'll get cut." she said, walking away to get a dustpan and broom. What has gotten into me? Am I really that selfish as to take out my anger on that beautiful vase?

Shima-san walked back in, tools in hand. As I tried to help her, I accidentally cut myself on some glass, which I didn't see. The blood poured out, and Shima-san sighed.

"I'll be right back-" she stopped, looking up to my face.

"What?" I asked, answering my own question. Tears hit the floor along with the blood from my cut. My mask had crumbled, and I felt so... helpless. Without my motivation, I felt utterly useless, as if I were once again that child from all those years ago.

"You stay put, and I'll be right back." she said kindly, putting her broom down and walking into my bathroom. She came back with a bandage and some tissues. I smiled weakly at her kindness, sitting up and wiping the tears from my cheeks. She wrapped the bandage around my hand, and sat right in front of me, wiping the tears from my crying eyes.

'Tamaki, I've seen you crying so much lately, and it really does worry me... What's wrong?" she asked. In that moment, I felt like I just had to tell her. I told Shima-san everything. I told her about Kyouya, and Sakurai. I told her about school, and about last night. By the end of our talk, she was holding me in her arms, as if she were my mother. I could never turn down these arms, she understood me like no one else would...

"Tamaki, I think you did the right thing. You did what made your love happy, and that's all that matters." she smiled warmly, putting her hand on my arm.

"But... why do I feel like this?" I asked, as the tears continued to spill. "I feel so broken... and all I want is to talk to him like we used to when we were younger." I paused, looking up at her understanding smile.

"Tamaki, I can't tell you how to deal with this situation. But I do have a suggestion." she smiled, picking herself off the ground.

"What?" I asked, standing up to help her the rest of the way up to her feet.

"I suggest you either kill the little son of a bitch..." she paused, winking as I giggled. "...Or, you can show him what an amazing person you are... by leaving him alone." she smiled, walking away.

"Leave him alone? But how will that accomplish..." she turned around and looked at me with a determined smile on her face.

"Just leave him alone... and watch what happens. He knows you exist, so just let things happen!" she smiled warmly, walking away.

"The cars here Master Tamaki!" she yelled from downstairs. I cleaned myself as best as I could possibly get, then strode down the steps, planning on going through with Shima-san's plan.

Operation: Avoid-Kyouya-At-All-Costs!

As I arrived at school, I was greeted by two familiar red heads, a small blonde, a beautiful brunette, and a tall guy with broad shoulders. I felt somewhat relieved when I saw them all together, walking into school.

"Look! There's Tama-Chan!" Hunni-sempai turned around to see me walking up to them.

"Well, if it isn't the prince!" Hikaru called out, looking a bit happy.

"Hey you guys! How was your guy's weekend?" I asked, keeping a smile on my face. As we began talking however, I saw a bright light out of the corner of my eye...

Kyouya's glasses shined brightly in the sun, and he actually walked alone... Did Sakurai seriously dump him!? That bastard! I'll... Wait, I can't do anything... The plan is still in action, I can't talk to him... But I want to comfort him so badly!

"Tamaki, are you okay?" Haruhi called out to me.

"Oh yeah! Sorry, I thought I saw something. You were saying?" I continued. I can't talk to him, so I won't look at him. It'll make it easier for me to not talk to him.

Throughout the day, I stuck close with my friends, laughing and talking about silly things. I honestly felt happy and was enthusiastic about having friends like this. Hikaru and Kaoru are so hilarious, and they are just the nicest boys. Hunni is so adorable with Usa-Chan at his side... Haruhi is so smart, and she even agreed to help me with my math homework at lunch today. Mori-sempai however... He just sits and listens to everyone. I mainly talk to him because I think he is shy, and he is actually a very charming person. I actually forgot about Kyouya for a minute or two... Until Hunni-sempai pointed something out.

"Tama-Chan... Where is that pretty ring you always wear?" He asked, pulling Usa-Chan into his lap. I looked down at my naked finger and felt my heart clench regrettably.

"I... I actually lost it quite recently... I... I don't know where it went." I rubbed my hand absentmindedly.

As I looked up, everyone was just staring at me, worry clear on their faces.

"What?" I asked, looking specifically at Hunni-sempai, who wasn't looking at me like the others. In fact he was looking behind me, his face turning into one of frustration. I turned around, and noticed that Kyouya was looking my way, and had the eyes of someone who had been bawling profusely.

It looks like I'm just going to have to break the plan for now... I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!

I walked over to him, sitting in the desk in front of him. I felt… as if I not only wanted to talk to him… but that I needed to talk to him.

(A/N: Thank you all for reading and reviewing! I know I spewed this out kind of lazily, but the good stuff is coming, I guarantee it Thank you so much, and please review, rant, cry, and talk to me PLEASE TAKE THE POLL!) 0