(I'm not repeating the chorus. I would, but for the sake of moving the story along…)

All my life, I've tried to make everybody happy while I just hurt and hide, waiting for someone to tell me it's my turn to decide.

The sky was dark outside of Tamaki's new bedroom in the Suoh Main Residence. He was starved for sleep and knew that he was going to suffer in class the next day, but he just couldn't bring himself to drift away. He had to wait. Just a little longer, until he was sure it was safe…

Rolling over to the side, he quickly reached under the bed and grabbed his right school shoe. It had taken practice, but over the past three days he had finally mastered the art of sneaking his cell phone into the house. Even though his grandmother had forbidden him from after school activities, phone privileges, and making pleasantries with the staff, he was more creative than she had given him credit for.

Speed dial. His speed dial list was short. He only needed four numbers: Kyoya (of course), Kaoru (who was almost always with Hikaru), Honey-sempai and Haruhi. Mori-sempai didn't like to talk on the phone, so Tamaki always relied on Honey-sempai to relay the message.

He dialed Haruhi, trying to keep quiet, just in case anyone was still awake.

"He-hello?" A sleepy voice answered.

"HARUHI!" He shouted, overjoyed to finally hear her voice, even though she had helped him pack the last few things from his room just a day or so before. Remembering that he was supposed to be quiet he lowered his voice and tried again. "Haruhi…"

"S-sempai?"

"Yes, it's Daddy, Haruhi!"

"Do you know what time it is Sempai?" He rolled over and checked his alarm clock.

"It's three in the morning. Is that too early?"

"Do you have to ask? It's way too early!" She sounded more frustrated than he had expected her to. "I'm going back to bed now."

"No! Haruhi wait! I have something important to ask you!" He tried to whisper and scream at the same time, the result leaving his voice husky.

"What is it Tamaki-sempai?" She said, impatiently rubbing her eyes.

"I know," His voice was still rough, so he cleared his throat. "I know that when Grandmother is so kind, I should be thankful, but… The Main Residence is like a prison, Haruhi! How am I supposed to get through the day without seeing all of my friends after school?"

"Tamaki-sempai, I'm sorry, but do you actually have a point?"

"Yes, I have a point!" Tamaki exclaimed. "What are you doing for lunch tomorrow— eh, today?"

"Lunch? Shouldn't I get through breakfast first?"

"The Host Club Long Awaited Lunch Meeting is tomorrow at lunchtime in the courtyard! Don't miss it Haruhi! I've invited Mori-sempai and Honey-sempai, too!"

"I'm hanging up now, sempai."

"Daddy loves his little g—eh? Haruhi? Did you hang up?"

"Beep…beep…beep…"

XxxxX

"Kaoru? Have you seen my tie?" Hikaru knocked on his brother's door, peeking his head in ever so slightly. "Kaoru?"

Hikaru went to investigate. The bed seemed empty, but just to be sure; he ripped the comforter off the bed and threw it on the floor. Pushing the blanket aside, he peered under the bed, which was also, incredibly Kaoru-less. Quickly, Hikaru ran to the closet and rummaged behind suit coats, jeans and some of their mother's more creative designs that Kaoru had accepted, but never worn. He found his tie, but no Kaoru. He suddenly remembered the bathroom and raced to find his brother, but after examining under the sink and all, Hikaru decided that Kaoru must have already gone downstairs.

On his way out, he saw a small purple sticky note hanging on the inside doorknob of Kaoru's door. Peeling it off, he saw that it read:

Hikaru,

If I'm not here, it's because I spent the night at Honey-sempai's. Don't worry about me.

"Don't worry? Why didn't he put this on the outside of the door?" He flipped the note between his fingers and saw there was a back.

P.S. I need a clean shirt. And clean up my room, you high-blood pressured freak!

"How did he know?" Hikaru tidied up (… sort of) and headed downstairs.

When he got to school, he decided to wait in Kaoru's desk, so that he'd be sure not to miss him.

Bzzz…bzzz.

"Did the desk just vibrate?" He lifted the top to see Kaoru's phone, saying he had two new text messages. The first one was from Tamaki:

Haruhi got mad when I called, so I'll just message from now on. Let's eat lunch together!

And the second one was from Honey.

Kao-chan! You should wait to confess your love… Don't say anything, yet!

"Confess… love?" Hikaru stared at the screen.

"Is that my phone?" Kaoru strolled into homeroom to see Hikaru looking surprisingly pale.

"Um, yeah. Who are you wanting to confess to?" Hikaru intensely stared at his younger brother who, in turn blushed pale pink. "I'm sorry, but it vibrated… and Honey-sempai said… Well, who is it?"

"No one," Kaoru shook his head back and forth until he was dizzy. He snatched the phone off the desk. "It's rude to read other people's messages."

"I know that, but still. It's rude to lie to your elders!"

"You're older by four minutes." Kaoru pushed Hikaru out of the chair. He landed with oomph. "Just so you know, it's not any of your business."

"Haruhi?" Hikaru asked quietly, looking around, to ward off eavesdroppers.

"That's for me know, and you to spaz about."

"Oi!"

XXXXX

"Excuse me, sensei." Kyoya knocked gently on the door to classroom 2-A. He walked into the classroom, and winked at Haruhi for a fraction of a second. He handed a suspicious note to the teacher.

"Haruhi-san? Did you see that? Kyoya-sempai winked at me!" Renge fangirled. Haruhi rolled her eyes. Hikaru gave Kaoru a look as if to ask if Kyoya had really just winked. Kaoru pretended not to notice.

"Fujioka!"

"Yes, sensei?" Haruhi looked up.

"Go with Ootori-san."

"O-okay."

She got to her feet and met Kyoya at the front of the classroom, where their eyes met with a stroke of heat before she left, walking out two paces behind him.

"Don't they look like a couple?" Hikaru asked Kaoru under his breath.

"They… do…" Kaoru blinked.

Out in the hall, Kyoya silently lead Haruhi to the base of the grand staircase, and then without a word, he stopped.

"Kyoya? What's going on?" She asked curiously. "Is everything alright?"

"Haruhi," He turned and looked down into her small, concerned face. "It's time to decide."

"To decide?"

"Are we going to tell the rest of the club, or not?" As though that were obvious or something… Earlier I would have thought he was being cold, but it doesn't really feel like that, now. Actually, my feelings for him are becoming warmer, too.

"I'm not sure," She said, trying to be as honest as possible. "Actually, I had a strange dream last night that Tamaki wanted all of us, even Honey-sempai and Mori-sempai, to have lunch together, and then I thought: 'What a perfect time to tell everyone…', but that's not going to happen."

"Yes it is," Kyoya pushed a stray hair behind her ear, causing her to shiver. "We're having lunch in the courtyard."

"That wasn't a dream? Well, then I guess… Kyoya, I don't know! I don't want to keep this a secret, because then it would feel like it was wrong, but if we tell them, they might get upset. I know that yesterday I said it didn't matter how they reacted, but now I think that it might…"

"Don't concern yourself with their feelings." He stroked the hair on the back of her neck and lifted her chin, forcing her to make eye contact. "Do what you want to do."

She closed the distance between their faces and met him in a kiss. His lips were unexpectedly soft and warm for someone who gave off the aura of a glacier. Perhaps, he was beginning to melt. When at last they broke for air, she sharply inhaled.

"Kyoya."

"Yes?"

"Let's tell the whole world."

A.N.: Hi! I promise I'm still here. Exams are next week and you'd be surprised how hard it is for me to focus when I'm so stressed out!

Anyway. I had a little more fun with humor and fluffy stuff in this chapter, which is the longest to date. Did you think it was okay? Thanks so much for your reviews and alerts. They always make my day :)