HERE IT IS:D

The noise was so deafening it was easily blocked out, if that made any sense. It was as if all the voices in the place blended into one loud, constant white noise. Kyoya wished the concert would start already, so he could stop thinking about Ella already.

When he first met her, stopped Yoko and Yuri from sending her off in the wrong direction, he'd been doing it as a sort of revenge against Yoko, letting out pent-up angst at her behavior that he'd been holding in for so many years. He stayed to talk to her, and she seemed grateful…but did she seem attracted to him? He couldn't tell…moving on…

She sat next to him in English by her own free will. Was that still the grateful? Was it just because he was the only one she knew? No, she did say she considered them friends…. He went back through their conversations in that first class, and realized with slight surprise that he had been subconsciously flirting with her. But the question was, had she been flirting with him?

It was too hard to tell. Yes, she had been sweet, but she was always sweet. It could just be her natural demeanor. He, however, had managed to possibly make himself look crazy with his abrupt departure and constant drifting off. Great. Score one for the not-interested theory.

But…she did request to sit with him at the host club. But he couldn't help but wonder if Mizune and Teresa had explained the Host Club to her properly, and even if they had, if she was only picking him because she was nervous and she knew him. Then again…she did seem to be kind of flirting with him after she asked…maybe. He groaned inwardly. He really hadn't the foggiest idea what girl-flirting was like if it wasn't obvious.

Well, what about while she was sitting with him? Had she been flirting then? He certainly learned a lot about her, she told some very personal stories…one would only tell such stories to somebody they cared about, correct? Unless she was just a really open person…

And she did laugh more at the things she said than the rest of the club. Wasn't that a stereotypical sign that someone liked you? Or maybe they just shared a sense of humor…no, that wasn't likely. She was extremely giggly, though…

She HAD moved her seat to be closer to him when they were looking at that cosplay…but that was just so she could see…right? Maybe?

Wait. There was more than one point where he had looked at her for a few seconds too long, (She was just so beautiful and intriguing…no Kyoya, stop it, stop it.) but she hadn't showed any sign of being uncomfortable…

Okay, that may be score one for Haruhi's theory.

But still…when she refused his invitation, she had pretty much exhibited the exact signs Fuyumi had talked about that morning. She gave an extremely vague excuse, and she did look uncomfortable.

But wait…he had seen that face before. That face of discomfort was the same face she made whenever he touched on asking why she had moved here.

Then wait…could Haruhi be right?!

This was so confusing…

His introspection was interrupted when he heard the sound of a few drumbeats and an electric guitar intro. The crowed immediately stood and cheered. Kyoya sighed: He supposed it was only appropriate to follow suit.

Then the stage was covered in fake fog, with lights on it making it turn all colors of the rainbow, and they heard in slightly accented Japanese: "Good evening, people of Ouran!"

This was greeted with cheers from the crowd, though Mori only clapped and Kyoya refrained from noise for that moment.

"ARE YOU READY?!" The voice enthused. It was met with more cheers, and the smoke cleared to reveal a girl.

She looked to be about their age, though it was a little hard to tell. She had pink hair drawn up in high pigtails, and wore a black and white belted dress with a pink heart on the chest, and pink lace-up boots. Yes, she looked like a pop singer alright, now the question remained about her voice.

That question was answered when she opened up her mouth into the microphone at the end of the guitar intro, and the answer was clear. She had a powerful, strong, high belt voice, easily one of the biggest talents Kyoya had heard in a while. No wonder this label had snatched her up so quickly. She opened with a popular J-Pop cover, and that certainly got the crowd going. Kyoya himself liked the cover much better than the original.

She did a song of her own, also quite good, though all in English. Then she stepped up to the standing microphone. "Thank you guys for such a warm welcome!" she said in her accented Japanese. Her voice was a bit higher than one would expect after hearing her singing voice. "I'm so honored to be here, having fans is still a little weird for me." She laughed. That laugh…sounded familiar. "I am the Princess of Hearts, but you can call me Heart for short." She winked at the audience dramatically and giggled, causing a small ripple of laughter in response.

"And these are the Rose Shadows!" She gestured behind her at the pink and black clad band.

The audience cheered again: This time Kyoya joined in the clapping. He did indeed kind of like this artist.

The concert continued, she did more songs. Some were her own, but being new, she only had about twelve or so songs of her own, so she did a few covers of Japanese songs and a few covers of American songs.

"Kyoya, what do you think of her?" asked Tamaki.

He nodded approvingly. "She has a wide stylistic range and impressive vocal talent, not to mention an excellent stage presence, something frequently lacking in today's performers. I like her."

"Yeah," Haruhi agreed. "I like how she covers all different genres of music. And her vocal range is really impressive too."

"She's pretty, I like her hair!" Honey chimed in from the farthest chair over, where he was sitting on Mori's shoulders. Mori nodded his agreement.

"Nice voice." He added.

"Not to mention her fashion sense is impeccable." The twins said.

"Look at that dress, it matches her hair perfectly!" Kaouru praised.

"And I think those boots are from our mother's spring collection!" Hikaru added.

"I think it's splendid how the band members all match her!" Tamaki said. He took a sidelong glance at Kyoya, trying to gauge his mood by his expression. He seemed to be enjoying himself, but Tamaki never could tell. He was at least smiling

"Alright, guys." Came Heart's voice over the mic as the song ended. "I'm gonna slow it down for a minute now with a ballad by an artist from home called Pink." She smiled. "It's called Glitter in the Air. I hope you like it."

She then went over and sat at the grand piano which had really gone unnoticed until now. Her fingers glided across the keys in a transcending melody, beautiful and poignant. And then she opened her mouth, and out came a beautiful, soft, lower sound. It was lovely and different, and Kyoya was hypnotized.

In the middle of the song, one of her band members took over the piano for her seamlessly, and she stepped back up to the standing mic. It was right before a high belting part that displayed her voice perfectly: It wasn't flashy or showy, but it was beautiful.

At the moment she hit the high note, she flung her arms out, and something flew from her, sparkling off into the audience…and straight towards Kyoya.

It hit him in the chest, and then landed on the ground. He bent over to pick it up, then looked at it closely. It was a charm bracelet, with charms from different musicals and movies and other things he didn't recognize. There were several stars as well, and a pink heart. All of this happened in a split second, and he looked up at the singer at the moment she looked at him, and he managed to catch her eyes exactly for a second. They were wide, perhaps in shock, and they were the bluest of blues, and they sparkled a bit…

Wait.

No.

Yes?

No way.

But…

Hell no.

One of the charms on the bracelet was a small treble staff, with a double eighth note: the first on the first line of the staff, the second on the first space.

Those notes were E and F.

That could be a coincidence.

But…

No. This was impossible.

Still…he took one last look at the bracelet and put it in his jacket pocket…he'd go backstage after the show and give it to her himself…

Heart looked away from Kyoya and continued singing…was she blushing?

When she continued singing, after going and sitting back at the piano, her voice sounded even more delicate and emotional than before."

"Have you ever wished for an endless night?

Lassoed the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight?

Have you ever…held your breath…and asked yourself

"Will it ever get better than tonight?"

Tonight…"

When it was finished, the chord was left hanging, and it seemed for a moment that the audience was suspended in time: Nobody moved, nobody spoke, no sounds were uttered.

Then the audience erupted in applause. People were standing on their chairs. Honey was waving his arms in the air. Then it was raining glitter from the top of the stage, and it was lovely.

"Thank you so much, everyone." Heart said, stepping back up to the microphone. "Have a wonderful night!" And with no further word she walked off the stage.

It was no ending to a concert like Kyoya had ever seen before, and yet it was just fitting, just perfect. Immediately a dull, approving roar rose in the audience. Kyoya pulled the bracelet out of his pocket and looked at it, then put it back.

"Tamaki, I'll be right back." He said over his shoulder, already going.

"Well, wait, Kyoya! Where are you going? Backstage? Great! We'll join you in a little while!" he was already gone. "Well at least he's distracted…" he said to himself.

Kyoya easily got past the security backstage just by flashing his ID and pointing to his name. They all nodded and stepped aside. He then came to the door with the star on it, and stopped before he knocked.

Well, this could be it…

He took a deep breath and knocked.

Her voice sounded from behind the door in English. Yes, it did sound famailiar…

"That you, Ricky? You can come in!"

He gulped again and opened the door, reminding himself not to jump to conclusions.

"It's not Ricky…" he said. Her shoulders seemed to stiffen: She had her back to him. "But I thought you'd want your bracelet back." He pulled it out of his pocket and held it up.

She took a moment to respond. "I…uh…Thank you." she said. She didn't turn around. She seemed nervous. Kyoya looked her up and down…the skin tone was right…the height was right…the shape of her body seemed right…the voice was definitely right…

He decided to take a shot…maybe play a game.

Oh yes. Now he felt more like himself.

"That was a very lovely concert, you know, I especially liked that last song…it was very moving."

"Oh, uh, thank you. Again." She giggled, then tried to suppress it.

"I was wondering if there was someone you were thinking of during the end of that song…it seemed very heartfelt…if you'll excuse the pun on your name." He couldn't believe his own gall…but he definitely felt more in his element. "Excuse me if that's too personal."

"No…it's fine…yes, there was someone…that I was thinking of…"

"Oh really?"

"Yes…he's…uh…from my school…"

Damn it. Ella just couldn't help herself, it was too poetic not to reveal her feelings like this. What were the odds?! Kyoya was here! He, of all people, had caught her charm bracelet! He was too smart to have not figured it out…so was he toying with her?

"Really?" Kyoya thrilled at the possibility presented. He couldn't help himself. "What's he like?"

"Uhh…he's…really cool…and calm, and smart…and he's very good looking…and chivalrous…he's just all around charming, really…" then she smirked. She realized she could play the same game with him. "So what's your name?"

He smiled. Was she going to keep playing? It had to be her… "Kyoya Ootori, miss Princess of Hearts."

"And…are there any girls that you're interested in…Ootori-san?" she asked, still with hesitation in her voice. "I don't mean to pry, but you did ask me first…"

Kyoya smirked…and felt a thrill go through him yet again. His nerves shuddered. Here it goes. "As a matter of fact, there is one…"

Ella felt a shiver run through her. "And…what's she like?"

"Well…" he took a deep breath and smirked. "She's very sweet. And smart. And funny and giggly and cute. She has a fantastic singing voice…I heard her as I walked by the choir room earlier today."

Ella grinned. So it was him.

"She is quite mysterious though…she gets rather nervous whenever I ask about her background…and earlier today I asked her to come to this concert with me, and she refused rather quickly and ran away. At first I was hurt, but I think now I know why."

"I'm sorry to hear that…" she said genuinely. She hadn't meant to hurt him.

"And she's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen by far…she has beautiful blond hair and a sweet face like a porcelain doll…and her eyes are the perfect shade of blue. Yes, I have to say I'd know those eyes anywhere." He looked at her pointedly, though she was still turned away…did he see her shiver?

She had never been so happy. He really thought that of her?! She could die right there.

He smirked again. "Well, didn't you want your bracelet back?" he held it up and shook it.

"Uhh…yeah." She said. She didn't move.

"Well, you're going to have to turn around and take it."

She took a deep, audible breath, and turned very slowly, looking down.

Kyoya chuckled. He could only see the top of her head…

He saw something else and smirked. "What's this?" he asked dramatically. "A blond curl? You mean to tell me this is a wig?" he mocked surprise.

Ella bit her lip. Now what?

Kyoya bent down and whispered in her ear. "Are there any pins left in it?"

She shook her head no, so he wasted no time in pulling the pink wig swiftly off of the top of her head. And out fell Ella's blond hair, curling beautifully from the way she had it up, framing her face.

"Here goes…" he thought to himself.

He took her chin delicately in his hand and pulled her head up to look at him. She blinked twice and there were her sparkling blue eyes.

"Oh yes." He said, nearly whispering. "I would recognize those eyes anywhere."

He didn't say another word. Where he got the courage he wasn't sure, perhaps it was from his little game, making him feel like himself again. But he took Ella's delicate face in one hand, and with the other he took her by her tiny waist and pulled her close…and he kissed her.

The kiss was passionate…Ella's knees went weak. Kyoya was kissing her. Here. He knew her secret.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and laced her fingers in his hair and kissed him back just as passionately. And it was the most perfect, most romantic moment of her life.

It was Kyoya's first real kiss. And it was everything he could ever have possibly wanted, and he just wanted it to keep going forever, and he wanted a million more, and it was perfect, and she was perfect…

After about a minute, they pulled apart, and gazed at each other affectionately.

"So…now what?" Ella giggled.

"You know, Ella, I really don't know…" he smirked. "We could just keep going with this."

She giggled, that high, sweet, tinkling-bell giggle he loved so much. "I like it."

And without another word, she pulled him in and kissed him again. And this time, when they pulled apart, Ella simply couldn't help herself:

"Have you ever wished for an endless night?

Lassoed the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight?

Have you ever…held your breath…and asked yourself

"Will it ever get better than tonight?"

Tonight…"

And truly, looking into Ella's eyes in that moment, he wasn't sure that it could. But then again...he was standing here, holding the most beautiful girl in the world in his arms...

"I suppose anything's possible now." he thought.

There it is. There is the ending! Okay...I can't help it, I'm going to have to write an epilogue...so...till then! Thank you so much for all of your support!

~FeatherSong