Hiroshi looked up at his grandfather. I didn't even know that he knew the conversation.
"Yes Grandfather," he said in japanese as he got off my lap and stummbled over to his grandfather.
Tamaki's dad lifted Hiro and smiled.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Fujioka Hiroshi," he said calmly.
"That such a fine name," Tamaki's father said almost in a trance that's called Hiroshi's cuteness.
Then he looked at Tamaki and then at me.
"How long have you known?" he asked.
"I've known since yesterday, father," Tamaki said. "I'm sure Haurhi has known much longer though."
I rolled my eyes.
"I see," Tamaki's dad said. Then his face grew cold and as I though he was going to say something that could ruin mine or Tamaki's life he smiled and said, "Well he'll have to come see his grandfather more offten now won't he?"
I smiled with relife. "Can do."
"Father," Tamaki said. "Would you mind if Hiro stays with you for a little bit. I must go," he looked at me. "You to Haruhi. And father Hiro is not fluent in Japanese... prahaps english would be better."
Tamaki's dad let out a smile as Tamaki grabed my wrist and led me out of the room.
"What are we doing sempie?" I asked.
"Let's go to the lemo," he said.
"Ok?" I questioned a bit puzzled.
We got out to the limo and Tamaki let me in then sat beside me.
"What are we doing?" I reasked.
"Something I should have done a long time ago," he said.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm going to take you on a date."