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LOSGAP =D

"Please?"

"No."

"Pretty please?"

"Might as well admit defeat Sora. She's not budging." Miki piped up helpfully from her seat at the breakfast table and I scowled. "Fine then. It'll just be me and Miki." I declared.

Kita was stubbornly refusing to go shopping with me to get a dress for the party, which was that night. "Fine .I guess we'll be alone…. In a store… with a lot of people… unattended…" I sighed dramatically. Kita frowned. She was probably weighing suffering through a long day with us, or letting us go destroy a few stores.

"I'm not going." She said finally. I pouted, then stood up. "Let's go Miki." I dragged the much smaller girl to the door, determined to enjoy it without my sister.

OoO

"You sure you don't want to go with?" I asked Miki doubtfully. She nodded. "I don't really like that Tamaki guy." She scowled, remembering how he had thought she was an elementary schooler. "I mean, he seems pretty annoying. How do you put up with him?" She wondered aloud.

"I put up with you, don't I?" I grinned. "That was a burn, in case you didn't notice." I added and she scowled deeper, then blinked, understanding dawning in her eyes.

"Oh my gosh! You like him!" She gasped. "Shh!" I hissed, glancing around at the crowd, my cheeks flaring up. "You're so in love with him!" She crowed triumphantly as I dragged her to the back of the store, glaring daggers at her.

"Shut up!" I snapped, fighting down the blush. "Sora's in love! Sora's in love!" Miki cried, jumping up and down and clapping her hands.

"Just quit." I growled, glaring at her as I went go find a dress. For once, I didn't want to destroy anything or get into anything; I just wanted to get a dress and go home. I hated dress shopping as much as Kita did.

"Be my bad boy, be my man, be my weekend lover but don't be my friend…" I blushed to the roots of my hair when my cell phone went off and everyone stared at me.

"What?" I hissed into the phone, embarrassed.

"I would turn around in about three seconds if I were you. Nice ring tone by the way." I frowned as Kyoya hung up and turned around, wondering what he was going on about, when suddenly I was slammed into.

"Sora-chan!" I fell backwards as Hunny attached himself to me, slamming my head on the floor. "Ow. Hi." I groaned, rubbing the back of my head.

"At least it was the back of your head, not your face." Kyoya pointed out, calmly walking up next to me. "Thanks." I grumbled, trying to dislodge Hunny from me.

He disentangled himself and leaped up into Mori's arms, who looked down at me calmly as I began to struggle for my feet.

Two hands reached out and lifted me up with ease, and I blinked in surprise at the twins.

"Hey. Thanks." I greeted them, rubbing the back of my head. I was going to get a bump, that was for sure. "No problem. Buying a dress?" They asked in unison, glancing around at the frilliness with surprising calm for guys.

"Yeah. Why are you guys here?" I demanded, putting my fists on my hips. "Are you all perverts?" Miki added, coming to stand beside me.

"Kita-senpai sent Kyoya, who dragged us, and we dragged Hunny and Mori." I blinked, then frowned. "Why'd she send you?" I demanded, crossing my arms.

"Because she knows I'm responsible." Kyoya replied, pushing up his glasses. "But why did you come?" Miki asked. "Hope to glimpse Sora in a pretty dress?" She added with a smirk.

"I came because if you destroy another store, and people know I am one of your associates, it could look bad for me." Kyoya replied, pulling out his notepad. "OK. Have fun." I shrugged. I sighed and went to look at a dress, picking out a nice purple one and admiring it.

"Oh, no no no! You can not wear that!" The dress was snatched out of my hand and I glowered at the twins as they held up the dress, frowning at it. "Look at it! No, the color and shape is all wrong. It'll make you look and feel like a bloated grape." Hikaru clucked, tossing it carelessly over his shoulder. I scowled and moved on, looking for another dress, any color but purple.

"Look at this one Sora! It's perfect!" Miki proudly handed me a bright yellow dress and my eyes brightened at the sight of one of my favorite colors.

"You two have no fashion sense." Kaoru snorted. "You just can't wear yellow well; you have yellow undertones, and wear that will make you look like you have liver failure." Hikaru added. I scowled. "Gee, thanks." I rolled my eyes. "So that means I look like that in my uniform?" I demanded. "Yes." They said simply. I put my fists on my hips, glaring daggers at the both of them. "Why don't you two go find me a dress then?" I snorted. They stood straight and saluted me. "Yes ma'am!" And then they were gone.

I turned to see what everyone else was doing. Hunny was riding Mori's shoulders as the tanned senior calmly explored the aisles, not seeming phased by the large amounts of frilly girlitude, bras, panties, etc staring at him.

Kyoya was typing away on his laptop on a nearby bench while Miki leaned on the back of the bench, watching whatever he was doing with furrowed brows. I could see her mouth moving and sighed; of course she'd be gabbing his ear off. Poor Kyoya.

"Try this!" I was suddenly tossed, quite roughly I might add, into the changing room, a dress thrown over the door. I sat on the floor, scowling fiercely at the door and contemplated ripping the dress to shreds and then making them pay for it. It looked pretty expensive.

I held up the dress and blinked, deciding to stop when I felt the smooth silk run through my fingers like water. I frowned, wondering if the entire dress was made of this material, and was relieved when I found it wasn't; running around in pure silk can give the wrong impression.

I undressed quickly and slipped the dress over my head, seeing how it fell just above the knee and smiled. I always thought floor length was something you wore to your wedding and prom.

The pale green fabric shimmered in the light, sparkling on my chest; the fabric clung slightly, showing my figure until it flared out at the hips, making me look smaller. I wished briefly it wasn't strapless- I felt like it was going to fall off, but decided it didn't matter. I twisted and turned in front of the mirror, a small smile tugging at my lips. I liked the dress; no, I loved it.

The light green made my eyes seem even brighter then usual, drawing attention straight to my eyes. I smiled, adjusting the dress and exiting the stall.

"Wah! Sora-chan, you look so cute!" Hunny cried, and probably would have pounced on me again if Mori had not patiently caught him, preventing him from ruining the dress.

The twins gave each other a high five, pleased with themselves and I smiled, blushing lightly. "I'd hug you right now, but I'd wrinkle the dress! You look awesome Sora!" Miki said excitedly and I laughed. Kyoya glanced up, made a sound of approval, and returned to his writing, absorbed in whatever the computer held.

I twirled around, looking forward to this party even more.

OoO

I took a deep breath, standing in front of the door of the Suoh mansion, finding myself both terrified and eager to enter. I played with my hair, which I'd kept the twins from putting up and had insisted it hang down, since my hair is naturally crimped, I hate the thought of pinning it up.

I sighed and opened the door, half-expecting rose petals and a blinding light, but found myself staring into a parlor. I looked around and spotted a butler, who noticed me first and bowed.

"Are you on the guest list?" He asked, holding up a very long looking list. "Sora Zawahira should be on there." I said. He studied the list, then nodded and offered me his arm. "Come. I'll show you to the ballroom."

I accepted his arm and allowed him to lead me to where I became increasingly aware of music. I closed my eyes briefly; the music tugged at me, beckoning me closer, calming my every nerve. Classical music can do that to you, if you let it.

"Here we are. Enjoy your evening." He bowed and was gone, leaving me to stand in the door, staring out at the room.

I couldn't remember seeing so many uptight fancy dressed people in one spot- it was a little troubling, to say the least. They all wore bright, extravagant colors and I felt my dress pale even further in comparison. It'd be a miracle if Tamaki noticed me, the little aphid amongst the sunflowers and roses.

I wandered over to the refreshment table, frowning at the fact they were serving alchol when children were attending. I shrugged and poured myself a cup of water, sniffing at it suspiciously before finally allowing myself a cautious sip, relieved to find it really was just water.

I leaned against the wall, spotting Tamaki instantly from where he stood in the middle of the crowd. He had a light shining from deep within him; I could have found him anywhere. Was I the only one who saw his light? I wondered if I was; no one else stared at him the way I did. Everyone else seemed to lust over him; I wanted that boy's golden, shining heart. It was just pure luck it came wrapped in a beautiful package.

He didn't notice me; he was speaking to dozens of gorgeous women, all eating out of the palm of his hand, stars in their eyes.

I felt a sudden, desperate urge to get out of the party; my dress felt too tight, the room was too hot, and I couldn't breathe.

I hurried along the wall, finding a door and throwing it open. The cool night breeze caressed my face and I closed my eyes, inhaling the air deep into my lungs, relieved beyond words.

I walked out onto the small balcony, leaning on the railing and staring up at the moon. I didn't know how long I'd been there, when I heard a voice, more beautiful then music, carried to my ears on the wind.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" I turned when Tamaki spoke. He was leaning against the wall, looking up at the moon. "Authors and poets often refer to the night sky when speaking of a woman's beauty." He went on, coming to stand beside me, still not looking at me.

I nodded, agreeing. I had heard just about every cliché statement about women and the night ever written. "I'm glad you came, Sora." Tamaki said and I flushed slightly, goose bumps flying across my arms at the way he said my name. Whenever he spoke, it was like an angel sighing into my ear; almost too much for my body to handle. When he said my name, his potency increased tenfold.

"I'm glad I came." I replied. I rested my gloved hand in my cheek, glad I'd decided to go with the gloves after all. They didn't match perfectly, but it had been freezing.

"See how she leans her cheek upon that hand, O, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek!" Tamaki quoted and I turned bright red, flushing with pleasure at his quote.

"Ay me!" I sighed dramatically, turning to him with shining eyes. Did he know how much I loved Shakespeare? I had Romeo and Juliet memorized.

"O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art as glorious to this night, being o'er my head, as is a winged messenger of Heaven unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes of mortals that fall back to gaze on him when he bestrides the lazy puffing clouds and sails upon the bosom of the air." Tamaki looked delighted that I knew my Shakespeare. A smile tugged at my lips as the words of Juliet sprang unbidden to my lips.

"O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet." I blushed at the word "love" and we both fell silent, deciding not to continue after that point.

"I don't understand why no one speaks like that anymore." I mused. "I mean, the way he wrote is so elegant, and I love how it sounds; I guess people have gotten lazy." I laughed.

He smiled at that, and just then the music struck up again from indoors, the gentle violins reaching my ears. Tamaki took a step away, and for a horrible moment I thought he was going to leave, but then he bowed, looking up at me with a smile that took my breath away. Not a Host Club smile; a real, Tamaki smile.

"Dance with me, my lady?" He asked and I nodded, fighting down the blush. I took his hand and he pulled me gently closer, smiling down at me reassuringly as though he knew I couldn't dance very well.

Tamaki danced elegantly; I found myself feeling like a princess as he twirled me under his arm, going so far as to dip me gracefully. I closed my eyes. This wasn't real. Any minute now I was going to wake in bed and Kita would be yelling for me to get my lazy butt to school.

We stayed on that balcony for hours, dancing and discussing Shakespeare and other things. No one seemed to notice the Prince's disappearance; but I didn't care at all. I wasn't aware of time slipping away from us; neither of us noticed.

"Souh-sama, Zawahira-sama; everyone has gone home. The party is over." A butler said, bowing respectfully. I turned to him and fought an urge to kiss him. It was too soon.

"O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard, being in night, all this is but a dream, too flattering-sweet to be substantial." Tamaki smiled down at me regretfully. My heart stopped in my chest for a moment, then I smiled back and replied, "Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed." I smiled at him and followed the butler out of his house, waiting until I was in the limo Tamaki had arranged for me to take home before calmly rolling up the privacy window and letting myself freak out completely.

I shrieked, danced as much as I could, and tried to calm my too-fast heart. Had this night really happened? It was too surreal; as Tamaki said it, it was too sweet to be substantial.

I sighed happily and leaned back in my seat, closing my eyes. This had to have been the best night ever; of that I was sure. There was no question I was madly in love with him; the only question was, did he love me back?

Yay! I loved this chapter xD Yes I'm a Shakespeare nerd- if you didn't recognize a single quote I used, I am very saddened for you. Give him a chance :)

Now, since I haven't been able to think of a single thing to say, I thought I'd put a special section here for stories I have simply fallen in love with- all of the following stories are incredible and highly recommended! :D

So here's my Editor's Pick! *if you read Phoenix you'll recognize this lol*

(Note: These stories are in random order, not in any matter of importance :) )

Baby, by Dark-Hooded Eriol the Magician

Status: Incomplete. Pairing: TamakixHaruhi, HostsxHaruhi

Why I like this story: This story is an excellently written story guaranteed to make you laugh! Not for readers looking for fluff- this story gets heavy, even a little mature in some places, but is still highly recommended. I give it 5 stars!

Chrysanthemum, by peterpauper

Status: Complete. Pairing: KyoyaxOC

Why I like this story: This story is honestly one of my favorite stories on here; it'll make you laugh till you cry and just plain bawl at some points. A truly excellent read, especially if you like horses! 5/5 stars!

Rose Of Jericho, by peterpauper

Status: Incomplete. Pairing: KyoyaxOC

Why I like this story: Sequel to Chrysanthemum, it may possibly be even better then its predecessor; skillfully written and full of laughter, tears and romance, I can't give away too much! 5/5 :D

You Can't Count The Stars, by XxImmortalsxDicexX

Status: Incomplete. Pairing: MorixOC

Why I like this story: This story stars a truly awesome OC named Sora, who will make you laugh with her wit and spunk. Filled with humor and romance, it's an excellent read for all audiences! 4 ¾ stars!

Wings Of Rebirth, by XxImmortalsxDicexX

Status: Incomplete. Pairing: KaoruxOC

Why I like this story:

The lead role, Tsubasa, will both inspire you with her bravery in the face of tragedy and make you laugh at her wit and endless patience with her insane cousin Tamaki Suoh. This story never fails to make me smile- an awesome read for anyone, especially for you Kaoru fans! :D 7/5 stars! XD

Well, that's pretty much it for now *laughs* No, I was NOT asked to advertise! I just really love these stories, and think more people should read them! So go give them a chance! (:

That's all for now! Next chapter will be up before long; see you next time! Bye!

- LOSGAP =D

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