The weeks wore on, and no one mentioned what had happened between us, Tamaki and I. Fleeting glances were enough to drive me crazy. How could that be enough to get me through the rest of the time I was here at Ouran? Everything seemed to be going wrong yet so right. He and Éclair were getting farther and farther apart. She had been heard running her mouth off about his father, which was strike one against her. I know it wasn't lady like to feel this funny, but I did. I didn't care, and I wanted Tamaki, she didn't deserve him, and I decided as I sat at my mirror the morning of the play, by the time the play was over tonight, either I would have Tamaki, or I would move on.
I sat before my mirror, stoic and straight faced, I finally looked like a woman of my status, unyielding and beautiful, but what was the point of looking this way if I felt as though my world was falling beneath my feet. Was this why the women of my position in life were this poised? Because they secretly hated their lives? I couldn't and wouldn't live and lie like that, I would have Tamaki, and soon. I stood from my dressing area, and placed the last pin into place in my up-done hair. I looked back in the mirror, and I looked like a doll, so unlike myself; yet so much so at once.
I moved down stairs, and I past my father, my floor length dress a striking contrast to my pale skin. He stopped me, and I turned towards him,
"Tatsuha, why such a morose expression?" He didn't understand, but I should tell him, shouldn't I?
"I am in love with Tamaki Suoh." I said, my face unchanged. He seemed shocked, but not so at the same time. I turned away, and he called after me,
"What do you plan to do?" He asked me. My Goddess like dress's thin strap slipped off my slight shoulder. I craned my head back lightly, speaking slowly,
"Whatever I have to." With nothing else to say, I moved down the stairs and into the car.
XOXO
As the day wore on, the School Festival was quite a nice occasion. At the opening dance, I was asked to dance by Kaoru, and I accepted. I could, however, feel Tamaki's eyes on me the entire dance. It was powerful feeling, and encouraging at the same time. It was good to know he cared. After the dance, I caught his eye for a second, and there was a smile, a knowing smile. A smile that said I looked as beautiful as I hoped I did. From that moment on, I knew I was his beautiful crime.
The play grew nearer, and tensions started to build in those involved. We had to start getting ready soon, but we congregated in the 3rd Music Room for the first time in a long time, longer then it should have been. In the weeks after Tamaki and I had had our night, The Host Club was on again, and I was happy. I never went, but it was good to have some normalcy back to the school. I faked rehearsal times, and over practiced. Nana worried I know, most did. The change in my demeanor wasn't like me at all, but everyone knew why it was, and I am quite sure they felt sorry for me, so they never spoke of it, no one wanted to upset me.
Everyone's attention was brought to the center of the club room, where a resounding sound of flesh to flesh, and a body hitting the floor. I couldn't hear what had been said between the Ootori family, but I certainly could hear the heels clicking swiftly across the floor, and stopping at Kyouya's side. Her long side swept bangs shielded her face, but I could tell from her expression, and the slow prowess she took as she stood, that whatever reaction she was going to have wasn't a good one.
"There is no reason for violence in a place like this, Master Ootori." She said, cautiously. He dismissed her with a wave of his hand, angering her further.
"Never turn your back to me when I'm talking to you. I will not tolerate your treatment of Kyouya anymore. I have done nothing until now, and I cannot continue. If you hit him ever again, in my presence, you will be sorry." He turned back towards her, advancing a step or two, before she reached out, and quickly slapped the bottom of the plate his tea sat on in his hands, sending hot tea all over his coat. The room was stunned to silence; all that could be heard was the rustling of cloths as Tsuki pulled Kyouya up, and the clacking of their shoes as they took their leave.
As conversation picked up again slowly, there were footsteps behind the group I was sitting with, and a voice croaked in the direction of my Grandmother,
"And I was going to let my Grandson marry into this family? I knew Hyde girls were the wrong kind of girl." Tamaki's grandmother cooed coldly. My Grandmother's jaw clenched, my Father's knuckles went white, but me? My mouth fell open much to the accord Tsuki's had just minutes before.
"With all due respect, Mistress Suoh, we Hyde girls respect those who deserve to be respected. We also like to pride ourselves on being good judges of character, and I am sure Tsuki could tell Master Ootori was in the wrong in this case." My speech wasn't pointed, but it swiftly turned as such when she spoke again,
"Stupid girl, what do you know of adult matters and right and wrong?" She was harsh and condescending.
"I know what it feels like to be the victim of adult matters, as you put them. I know Tamaki and I were right, but everything that makes him happy is wrong to you, because you are a foul excuse of a family woman, and an even worse excuse of a Grandmother. And, I will let it be known now, I do not intend to stop seeing your Grandson, and I know he will not stop seeing me, no matter how many prudish sluts are forced his way. Now, if you will excuse me, I have a play to get ready for." I had said all of that, with a straight face. I didn't wince, or cry. I had finally stood up for myself. I moved out of the Clubroom, and was collided with from behind, and turned to see a rather ecstatic Tamaki. He looked to be a bit crossed and flushed at once.
"You stood up for me…" He seemed shocked. I smiled, and nodded,
"I love you." I said, he leaned down, and captured my lips, and I knew from that kiss, everything was truly correct, though for our standing our relationship, at least for now, was taboo, but what were we to care? We had each other, and that was all we truly desired.
XOXO
The play was a smashing success; Ritsu hadn't gotten hurt when he was hung, Nekozawa hadn't run from any of the stage lights, and Tsuki and Kyouya hadn't even distracted each other with inappropriate behavior!
As the school days wore thinner and thinner, exams were passed, or failed, and summer was looming, and students grew ever the more restless. As the finally day dawned at Ouran, and the final day in Nana's class presented itself with a lot more of a sad air then others had. Nana entered the room, carrying paper and a hat as she had the first day. She grinned at the class.
"Alright, well let's see how well you have gotten to know your classmates! Every one is to throw in here the most outlandish thing they can think of that could…possibly relate to ones self. Or just something you've felt the need to get off your chest!"
Everyone scribbled something on papers and returned them to the front. The first one pulled out was read out loud.
"I want to be a pop star." Nana read. Someone screamed Hikaru, getting many laughs. But it was actually Jade.
Many almost very personal confessions came out during this session, such as Kasanoda's "ostrich legs"; whatever that meant, and the fact Mori Sempai at present had gas. The class was nearly over when there was one last sheet in the hat, and Nana pulled it out and read it,
"I'm pregnant." She furrowed her brow. She couldn't remember who hadn't confessed yet, so she listened to the theories being bounced around the room amoungst the class,
"I bet Tsuki cheated and put two!" Someone yelled.
"I did not!" Tsuki called back. Eventaully Kaede spoke up,
"It's mine…" she said, her eyes down cast towards the floor.
"That's funny Kaede." Jade said, giggling. Kaede looked her, no humor in her face. And everyone stopped laughing at Ritsu hit the floor, in a faint.
~Fin~
A/N: Well that's it! I'm sorry this took so long to complete, but I appreciate all my readers and my friends pushing me to finish this. I think I may post an epilogue sometime, but I'm not sure yet.
Again, thanks for the support, and until next time~
Here's the rest of the confessions just for giggles XPNana: Is banned from the mall for indecent exposure
Tsuki: Streaks
Jade: wants to be a pop star
Kyouya: is a secret agent porn star
Kazukiyo: eats with a bib
Kurakano: Throws stuff at zoo animals
Tatsuha: Heidi picks out her cloths
Hunny: cats the whiskers off cats to make them walk funny
Tamaki: is wearing batman briefs
Hikaru: cant count past 30
Kasanoda: has ostrich legs
Mori: has gas
Kaoru: can shoot noodles from his nose
Kaede: Pregnant
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