HI GUYS! Sad to say, but this is the second to last chappy of 'The Spell'...*sighs* But, on the bright side of things, I have another Ouran fic in the making- it's a modern version of Alice in Wonderland with Ouran. But it isn't ANYTHING like the episode in the anime/manga. SO ANYWAY, back to this story, I GAVE NEKOZAWA A HEART! Yayz! Please review! I want to know what your opinion is!

With hugs, cake, and Usa-chan,

-MLB12

Haruhi didn't know what she was going to do to Nekozawa after what he did to her. She became his puppet 'girlfriend' and completely ignored her true love in the process. Now that things were set straight with Tamaki, Haruhi had a bone to pick with Nekozawa.

"You're hurt!" Haruhi ran over to the wounded boy, who was gripping the side of his head. She made every move slyly- to ensure that Nekozawa still believed that she was his.

"No, I'm fine- as long as you are here to comfort me…" he chuckled lustily as the blonde picked her up bridal style and carried her onto the bed.

"You're such a naughty prince!" Haruhi giggled kissing his cheek seductively. Just avoid lip contact.

He smirked, and then raised an eyebrow curiously, "What happened to Suoh?"

"Oh, Tamaki…" she said his name in disgust, "I got rid of him!" Looking around, she found a knife lying on the nightstand and smiled evilly, rubbing her thumb against the blade.

"Good girl." he winked and then held out his arms as she floated into a long and 'passionate' embrace.

"Now where were we?" Haruhi asked rubbing her hand down his, surprisingly buff, six pack again- making him chuckle.

"Remind me."

With that Haruhi leaned in, still clad in lingerie, and was centimeters away from Nekozawa's face. His warm breathing tickled her neck, and she tried to fight the urge to kiss him.

"Do the honors…" she whispered, making his flesh tingle as his hand moved to her bra.

SLAP! Nekozawa's cheek felt a long and powerful sting as Haruhi struck him- a red welt beginning to form on his left cheek.

"HOW DARE YOU!" she yelled as his face flushed. Crap. That moron Tamaki broke the kissing spell. Nekozawa thought that once he planted his lips onto hers, the deal would be sealed.

With that thought, Haruhi punched his arm and hissed, "ANSWER ME!"

Nekozawa sighed and sat up, trying not to let his emotions get the best of him.

"I'm sorry." he whispered barely audible, "I-I'm just lonely…"

"Lonely?" Haruhi stared at his blue eyes to detect any lies, but found that they actually looked remorseful, "Please explain."

"Yes…" he gripped the black sheets on the bed to control tears, "It's just that everyone thinks I'm weird or that I'm a fool because I practice dark magic. They think I'm-I'm…" he couldn't control it as tears streamed down his cheeks, "I'm not one of them."

Haruhi couldn't help but just sit there dumbfounded and listen to his story.

"Since I was a little boy, I was forced to wear that stupid cape and wig. Nobody invited me to play with them because I looked different. Sure, I was rich, but still, I never had anything in common with them. My parents started to teach me black magic, which I enjoyed, and gave me Belzeneff…my only real friend…"

"After Belzeneff, I virtually shut myself out from the rest of the world...I mean, they wouldn't have accepted me anyway, right? I hid myself from even my little sister because I knew she would hate me. So, every hour of every day, I practiced my magic. School was just a stupid excuse to get me outside, try to make nonexistent friends, and then practice some more magic. I even started talking to ghosts I was so lonely. As much as I tried, nobody could, or wanted to, accept me. After that moment in Ouran Elementary, I swore to myself that I would never have anyone as my friends. It would just be me and Belzeneff against the world. Biggest mistake of my life..."

He threw his palm up to his face to try to hide the uncontrollable sobs that escaped Nekozawa's eyes and Haruhi gripped him into a tight hug.

"I-I wanted someone who could love me…" he murmured into her shoulder- and Haruhi couldn't help it; she cried too, "f-for who I am!"

"W-why didn't you just TELL me!" she sobbed into his shoulder, pulling his bare chest closer into her.

"Because I thought you would laugh like everyone else."

Haruhi felt it click in her head. He just wanted a friend. Someone who he could talk to, and not get judged or ridiculed, just a person who he could have fun with. All of these months in which Haruhi had known Umehito Nekozawa, she didn't actually see the real him. Under that black cape and evil laugh, he was a sweet, lonely person who just needed someone to talk to.

"N-Nekozawa," Haruhi leaned her head on his shoulder, "I can be your friend- a real one."

"R-really," Nekozawa's eyes lit up and he smiled genuinely, "You really mean it!"

"Yes, definitely." Haruhi smiled warmly at the fact that she just made someone's life a little better now. Nekozawa had made his first true friend. He would never forget this day.

"Let's get dressed…buddy." Haruhi laughed at Nekozawa's terming as he handed Haruhi her uniform.

This was going to be the start of a beautiful friendship.

A/N

So, just a little heads up about the next chapter...ANYONE WANT TO BE NEKOZAWA'S LOVE INTEREST! I want to make an original character for him. Please review and, if you want to, tell me why!

Thanks and R&R!