I do not own ouran highschool host club.

Ch.10

By the time Haruhi had made it back, they were cleaning up.

"What took you so long'" questioned Hikaru," Did you fall in?"

"Haha, no. I was talking to someone."

Tamaki walked toward her," Are you okay? Your eyes are red and puffy."

"I'm fine, honest. Now can someone unzip me. I need to get dressed for class."

Tamaki unzipped it just enough so she could get the rest herself and she went into the other room to change. When she returned she was in her yellow sundress. She cleaned up her section and said her goodbyes. She was nearly out of the door when two hands rested on her shoulders.

"Whaaa..."

Hikaru spun her around. They were nearly nose to nose and she had no idea what was going on. Neither did the other Hosts.

"Hikaru..." Karou was about to ask.

Hikaru plucked the cat ears off of Haruhi's head,"We cant let you walk out of here looking cuter than you need to be." He winked.

"Uh thanks.." She couldn't help notice the weird glint in his eyes.

Haruhi left. The other Host continued on with their business even though there was a charged tension in the air. After the incidents with the host club today, all Haruhi wanted was a normal day, but that's not what she got. She felt eyes on the back of her head the rest of the day. When she would turn around Hikaru would be staring at her. He didn't even bother to hide it.

Once, the teacher even said," Mr. Hikaru Hitachiin, would you please stop staring at Ms. Fujioka and get some work done? I know she's beautiful but god, don't you want to graduate?"

All the girls giggled, but he just kind of shrugged and smiled before starting his work, but his eyes always returned to her. After the last bell rang, she went over to his desk. Kaoru had gotten up to go to the bathroom.

"Hikaru, I noticed that you were staring at me all through the afternoon. Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing's wrong. Actually, everything is right. The right person, place, time..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Just read the card."

He handed her an envelope with her name beautifully scrawled across the front and left without another word. She had her bike back, so she left too. It would take a while to get home. Once in the door, she immediately hurried to her room and locked the door. She didn't want to be disturbed. Delicately, she opened the letter. It was plain white cardstock about 3in x 5in. At the top was the Hitachiin, or what she thought was the Hitachiin, family symbol. In Hikaru's flowing cursive he wrote,

Haruhi Fujioka,

I request your attendence at The Vinyard resturant today at 8:00pm. There is no need to bring money. I will cover the bill. My driver will be at your place of residence at 7:15. Please dress nicely, and come alone.

Hikaru Hitachiin

Haruhi didn't know how to react. At first, she was angry about him telling her that he was taking her to dinner and him already sending a driver after her. Then she was scared at the last line, come alone. Last, she was flattered. He was taking her out to dinner. She glanced at the clock. It was already 6:30. She would have to find something to wear. She dug through her closet until she settled on an all black tight dress. It was simple and had three quarter sleeves and a v-neck. The hem ended at her knees. She tried to curl her hair but it came out as a frizzy mess so she swept it into an elegant bun. A few wisps of face fell into her face and there was nothing she could do about them. She tried to put on eye make up, but it was too dark and she had to wipe most of it off. The only thing tht worked perfectly was her red lipstick. It was times like this that she wished she had a mom to share tips and tricks with or tell her that she looked beautiful. She had Ranka but he was at work now and even when he told her she was beautiful, it wasn't the same.

She quickly put a cold casserole in the oven for Ranka to heat up when he got home.

By the time she was completely ready, the driver was outside. She closed the door behind her and got into the limo. Hikaru wasn't there.

"Um sir?"

"Yes m'am?"

"Where's Hikaru?"

"He is at the restaurant waiting for you."

With that they drove away. It took 45 minutes as expected to get there. Outside the door, a line of people wound around the block. Hikaru was waiting by the door.

"Thanks for inviting me. Is anyone else coming? Where's Karou?"

She thought she saw something move in his eyes but it was gone instantly.

"It's just us tonight. Come on. I reserved us a table earlier."

He put his hand on her back and led her to a table in the back of the restaurant. It was a quiet, secluded little corner and the booth was walled off by curtains.

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