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Sayounara Part Two.

Haruhi

I tried to control myself, my emotions. I truly did. However, all throughout the plane ride I did nothing but cry, silently, clutching the Otooro ring which I had slipped on a chain and now wore as a necklace. Occasionally, I drifted into an uneasy sleep plagued by memories of Tamaki's confused and hurt expression, only to wake again and begin crying. I was actually thankful I was in a first class private booth, and through my grief, only thought of the needless expense a few times. I cried harder when I thought of not just Tamaki and the Host Club- none of whom I had said goodbye to, but also my poor father. My father, who was all the family I had left in the world, had to find out he was losing his daughter from someone who was a stranger to him. How was he to take the news? How would he keep up with his job and handle all the chores in the house?

Of course the opportunities presented to me had been astounding, but that was beside the point. I wanted to become a lawyer, a successful one, through my own merits- and not because I accepted a bribe. Though, in a way, maybe it was best for both Tamaki and I. If being together would only tear us apart- if being in love with me would make him have to chose between my happiness and his mother's life, I was glad to have made the decision for him.

But… I was still hoping for a miracle- perhaps the plane would have to turn back due to technical difficulties and I'd have to stay in Japan whether Grandmother Suoh wished it or not. It was a ridiculous wish, yet I prayed for it to happen.

But the hope dwindled as the plane dragged me further across the ocean. Further away.

It died once and for all when I arrived at my new home.

***

'Something terrible must have happened.'

'Do you think they were involved in an accident?'

'Both of them can't be ill at the same time, they're never off sick!'

'Do you think they're having a homosexual affair?'

'KYA!!! How cute would that be!?'

Despite the absence of two Host club members, activities were still taking place for the day. Kyoya was doing his best to control the chaos, handing out refunds or presenting alternatives for customers who had come to see the absentees. The wild rumours circulating around were doing nothing but increase his irritation. Especially when actual Hosts were adding to the speculation.

'Hikaru, Kaoru, please do what your supposed to instead of encouraging rumours which could have serious consequences should a person of authority overhear them.'

'Ah, Kyoya you're so boring, who's going to find out really? It's all fun and games, and nobody's really serious about it. So what's the problem here?' Hikaru dismissed the claim with a wave of his hand and poked out his tongue in a cheeky manner. He seemed to get even more ostentatious in front of his new girlfriend, and the Shadow King raised his eyebrow in retaliation.

It was then that Kyoya excused himself as his phone began to ring, and he took it with a frown spread across his face.

'This is Kyoya Otori.' He answered formally, as he hadn't recognised the number. The other Host's stopped what they were doing and turned to eavesdrop when they heard 'ah, good afternoon Mr Suoh…I see.' Kyoya's expression turned stoic as he continued to listen, determined not to let customers know something highly distressing had happened. But the Hosts knew something was terribly wrong, for all the colour had drained from his face. 'Indeed…of course…yes. We shall be there as soon as possible, good day.'

Needless to say, the Host Club finished early that day.

***

Tamaki

I had overslept and not realised. By the time I had woken up, it was already late afternoon and one of the servants had called in sick on my behalf. I had only just gotten the energy to eat something, have a shower, get dressed…but I did these things in a faint zombie-like manner.

The last hours of my life were playing in my head like some type of horrific inner mind theatre and I found myself wondering if there was anything I could have said, anything I could have done to stop her leaving. She had asked me not to follow her, and I had obliged…I had let her slip through my fingers. I hadn't fought for her as I should have done, I had tried but a mixture of shock and heartache at the discovery that she loved another caused a major setback in these plans. If it was true, that she had abandoned all to be with a man she loved, who made her truly happy- then I felt I should not stand in her way. I loved her too much for her to stay and not be as content as she ought to be. Still, as I rested on my window seat and watched the sky-hoping that every time I saw a plane it would contain my Haruhi coming back to me- something didn't seem quite right.

'WE DON'T CARE IF HE'S ILL- WE'LL GET SICK! JUST LET US SEE HIM DAMN IT!'

'HIKARU DON'T TALK TO THE MAIDS LIKE THAT! COME BACK!'

I heard the distant sound of thundering footsteps in the halls, someone calling my name- and suddenly the door to my room burst open with a shudder and I leapt out of my skin.

'TONO! HARUHI'S GONE!' Hikaru yelled, cheeks flushed, eyes blazing.

There was a silence that followed his outburst, and I listened to his panting breath- watched as the other members of the Host Club followed, all breathing heavily. I watched them all as if they were a mirage of an oasis when I had been struggling in the desert- I wasn't sure if I believed what I was seeing and I didn't know whether to feel hope at their appearance or despair.

'…I know she has. I saw her yesterday.' I replied, not bringing myself to actually say those words. She had gone.

'You knew?' Kyoya responded.

'Last night I went to visit her, and she told me she was going to America to- to be with a man who she had fallen in love with' I felt awful saying it, as if I would surely die, my voice seemed small '…but- there was something…something in her eyes that suggested I wasn't getting the entire truth.'

'HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL US RIGHT AWAY!?' Hikaru yelled again and I winced at the loudness.

'Hikaru.' I heard the reassuring calmness of Kaoru, as he rested a hand on his twins arm.

'I'm sorry, it was selfish. I need some time to register what happened.' I replied, a small tragic laugh escaped my lips and I buried my head in my hands, it surprised me that they became wet from the touch.

'Well- you were right about something not being right. Haruhi was lying to you.'

I looked up. Everyone turned to face Kyoya.

'Kyo-chan? What do you mean? Is Haruhi not in America?' Huni-sempai asked curiously.

'I put off telling everyone the entire story as I felt you should hear it first Tamaki.' He replied coolly 'this afternoon I received a phone call from your father, Mr Suoh, and he told me what happened-'

'And I will also tell my son what happened, so if you would excuse us.' Came the voice of my father from behind my friends. My eyes widened but I continued to listen, sitting upright on the window seat. He wore a grey suit and an expression to match, serious like stone- and grave as a deathbed. Sorrow was flickering in his eyes like a candle flame teetering on the edge of being completely blown out. He walked past the others like they were shadows, not really part of the scene. I gulped at the sudden nerve I had to say what I was about to. I stood up and walked past my father, went to stand by them.

'With all due respect sir, I think it's my friends who also need an explanation. We all love Haruhi, and we all care about her together. We, as a club, are a family and we deserve to know why one of us has been taken away.'

He looked rather taken aback before the sadness etched his features again, and he seemed to comply with what I was saying 'It seems that an anonymous tipster informed your Grandmother of the relationship you were having with Haruhi, Tamaki. You're Grandmother didn't want for you to repeat my…past mistakes. So she gave Haruhi an ultimatum- either she went to study abroad and never saw you or the Host Club again, or the deal she made between your mother and herself would be deemed void- and you would be sent back to France and your mother would receive no more funding from the Suoh family.'

I felt my legs give way and had to support myself on the doorway. The blood was rushing to my head and I felt sick. My poor Haruhi, having to be faced with such a horrific decision- and she had chosen my happiness over her own.

'It's- it's my fault.' I choked out feeling more nauseous by the second, when I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned around and realised it was Kyoya's.

'Don't be a fool.' He replied meeting my eyes seriously 'you and Haruhi never planned on falling in love correct? So how can you be to blame? Simple- you can't.'

'I can't believe this happened! Why didn't Haruhi come to us first? We could have helped her!' Kaoru replied, tears seemed to form in the corners of his eyes.

'I have come to help you now. Tamaki, I know that this is entirely your decision- but not a moment goes by when I…when I don't regret complying with my mothers wishes. Not a day goes by when I don't think of your mother.'

I met his eyes and I saw…I knew that there was love there! I was suddenly filled with hope, maybe there was a way to resolve this, but with this hope came a conflict within me. I didn't want to defy my Grandmother, I respected her so much and surely there was more of a reason behind her moving Haruhi to America?

'I don't want you to repeat my mistakes Tamaki, no matter what your Grandmother says, the real mistake I made was- was letting your mother go. So… I bought you a ticket and arranged travel for you to visit Haruhi's apartment in America.' He presented me with a pack containing travel documents and placed it on my dresser 'I also have two return tickets, it's up to you whether or not you take it. But I hope you make the right decision- the one that will make you the happiest.'

And with that, he left with no words to explain. He didn't need to know my decision, but I felt moved that he cared so much for me, for my mother…

Mother. If she was cut off financially she wouldn't be able to maintain her medical care and she might…no, I couldn't think of that. I sunk into a nearby chair with the weight of the decision on my shoulders pressing down on me. My love or my mothers life? Surely there was a way to resolve this with everybody happy? There had to be a way! I couldn't lose either of them.

'Go.'

I looked up at Mori-sempai's word, surprised, but he met my gaze with a seriousness that made me trust him even through my doubt, and still…

'But…what if-'

'Mori-sempai is right, go get our Haru-chan back 'kay Tama-chan?' Huni-sempai winked with an encouraging smile.

'We'll handle everything else. Don't worry about anything accept getting her home.' Kyoya nodded.

'Tono has to get Haruhi back or we'll never speak to him again!' The twins said in their scary manner. I leapt up.

'No don't hate me!' I cried flailing my arms.

'Then bring her back home.' Hikaru looked at me with a stern playfulness 'or I'll have to live forever in the knowledge that Haruhi rejected me for a coward. You don't want me to look worse than a coward in from of Kiku-chan do you?'

'But…my Grandmother…my mother.' I felt my doubts ebb as I looked into the faces of my best friends, all smiling but all completely serious at the same time. I accepted the travel documents. 'I trust you guys.'

'And we trust you.' Kyoya replied.

'Don't let us down Tama-chan!'

'I won't!' I called back as I ran down the hall. I won't let you down either Haruhi, I'm coming for you.

***

Haruhi.

They all watched me, wondered, asked questions. Nice people- with funny accents and a foreign language. Everything around me just screamed 'not my home'- and yet it was, and was going to be, for a long time. So I sighed and decided to at least attempt to get used to it.

My English was a little rough around the edges, and I struggled sometimes with what my roommate said. She was a girl my own age who reminded me a lot of Mei-chan, which did nothing but add salt to the wound. The school buildings were dotted all over the city as were the apartment buildings for students from out of the state, it made me feel like I was in college instead of high school…it was all so…different. The sights, the way things worked, the smells. Even the feel of the air, it was humid and clammy here as if there was always a weight- always a pressure, although maybe that was in my mind, it wasn't a bad place.

Just different.

I tried so hard, now that I was here, now that I knew there was absolutely no going back, to forget everyone and everything that had happened. But the past would show in flashbacks brought on at the slightest provocation, even in conversations with my new roommate they came seeping into the edges- and I even found myself talking of them once or twice. But then I found that too painful, as if the words that exited my mouth were weird lung spasms, and pressed for an immediate change of topic.

And then of course there was him, he showed up in the airport, in the cars overtaking us on the roads, the crowds that bustled past me as I made my way into my apartment building. I was so furious with myself for seeing him, when I tried so hard to blot him out- but despite myself, any time this happened my heart leapt into my throat and I trembled for reasons unknown, as the reaction was so intense and yet gone before I could register its meaning.

I put off unpacking for the time being, tired from the journey and from crying, I wanted to sleep- but instead staring at my otoro ring for about half an hour like a lifeless idiot, it was only then I fell into a dull slumber.

I woke up very early, the sky was the pale indigo and I knew that dawn had not exactly began yet- but also that I couldn't get back to sleep now and decided to go for a walk seeing as it was saturday. So I went to my new living room, surprised to see my perky roommate up so early- but I figured I'd make the best out the situation.

'There is a pier near here?' I asked Jenny (my new roommate) in the slow way that people translating often do.

'Yeah, it's just around the corner. Walking distance, you turn the left corner and you're right there!' She winked in an encouraging way whilst making gestures just in case I couldn't understand her.

'Thank you. I will be back later.' I nodded and left the house.

***

I had kept my head down so that I couldn't see him anywhere, I wouldn't let them plague my mind! No, I had to get used to my life the way it was now.

The water was beautiful and I couldn't help but think that across the sparkling ocean, they were there, my past was all the way over that horizon. It was amazing how much I missed those rich bastards. Those annoying, selfish, bothersome bastards.

Thoughts of my father worried me in a way that made me actually physically nauseous, and the swaying of the waves didn't help. When I suppressed memories of my father, which I'm sure was not quite healthy- but at that time I didn't really give a damn, the ocean felt more soothing.

I took the otoro ring from the chain around my necklace and looked at it, for some strange reason, getting angry at it. It reminded me, reminded me of him. In one violent action I held in tight in my fist, shaking, and held it above my head- I had to forget about the past and all the trinkets that came with it. I had to get rid of the ring, and forget about the stupid promise I had made to never let it go. I made to throw it away-

But I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Feeling vulnerable and pathetic, I slipped it into my pocket.

'Dammit all!' I cursed, not caring if any random passers by heard the strange foreign girl cursing in an alien language. The sky was getting more brilliant now, reds and golds and pale soft pinks came glistening over the sea. But the air was cold, fresh with the morning and the scent of the saltwater was sharp on my nose and tongue. 'What am I even doing here, idiot.' there was no point standing there, or wandering around aimlessly like a damsel from some stupid romance movie- waiting to be rescued. Things like that just didn't happen. Especially not to commoners, fairytales may speak of rags-to-riches fantasies but that's all they were- dumb fabrications without foundation. . Men didn't walk across the hazy meadows to meet the women who had come to love them, they didn't give up their families expectations for the ones they loved, they didn't come to wake the sleeping princess with a kiss, or fit the glass shoe on the foot. They didn't because that wasn't real. And people had come to rely on them like they were fact

Even the most desperate fool of an optimist would look at my story and turn cold with realism. So I turned away from the hopeful-looking horizon, starting my way back to my new home-

And I came face to face with yet another reminder of him.

I groaned and shook my head, why did he have to show up wherever I went? In the face of strangers?

'Haruhi…'

Oh and now it sounded like this stranger with the face of a boy I once knew, knew my name, great, now on top of it all I was going completely crazy. I shook my head again, feeling the weight of the ring in my pocket.

'Haruhi.'

Oh please just leave me alone! Stop haunting me! I gritted my teeth, and suddenly I knew that I couldn't bring myself to forget him no matter what and until I accepted that fully, he wouldn't leave me be. I stood there, looking at the vision or stranger in front of me, knowing what I was seeing couldn't possibly be the truth.

'It's so hard' I couldn't help but speak to him, like Hamlet spoke to the ghost of his father, was it real- was it an illusion formed from grief? Did it matter? 'it's so hard to forget you all! But please…please leave me alone. I don't want this, I don't want to be here but, in all seriousness I'm here now, that's it- it's done and dusted. Over, finished. So…' I made to walk away-

But his hand grabbed mine and stopped me, he span me around and I met his eyes.

And in that contact, like a strike of electricity, I knew it was real.

He had come for me.

And then he was kissing me. Kissing me deeply, kissing me like he hadn't seen me in years, had it been years? Had it been a lifetime? I didn't know. All I knew is that- he had come for me, crossed the ocean for me- and he was kissing me. I felt myself again, like Haruhi, he had called me Haruhi- and I felt like I was her again and not the dreamlike half-Haruhi I had been in this foreign place. In that kiss- I felt not only his soft, gentle and yet passionate embrace, not only his unending love and desperate loyalty to me.

I felt home.

'Tamaki.' I mumbled resting against his chest, it was warm, but unlike the air before hand, he made me feel light, sleepy, calm.

'I'm sorry I went against your wishes Haruhi, but I know everything. I came after you- because I love you.'

I smiled into his jacket 'I love you too- but what the hell took you so long?' I joked.

'Ah I'm sorry Haruhi! The plane was delayed!' He replied worriedly.

I laughed, tears forming in the corners of my eyes. He hadn't changed, and that made me strangely happy.

'The Host Club know what's happened too- but it was up to me to bring you back home.'

'But Tamaki- your mother.' There were still doubts in my mind and I found myself frowning, a new found guilt punctured my lungs.

'Trust them, trust me. It'll be alright.' he replied wiping the tears off my face and kissing my nose fondly. The guilt went away.

I swallowed and closed my eyes peacefully. The expression blind faith came to mind.

'Ok.'

And that is how we left for home. With our eyes figuratively shut to the future before us. It wasn't our place to know what was going to happen.

That was in our families hands- the hands of the five other hosts.

***

We both got to stay.

The whole school had rallied behind Tamaki, once word got out that Grandmother Suoh was to disinherit him. The Host Club had got the support of every single student, and they had all threatened to drop out. Many came to her and said as soon as they were to take their place at the head of their respective businesses, they would cut off all ties with the Suoh empire if anybody but Tamaki was running it.

So strictly for business purposes- as Grandmother Suoh had put it- it was decided that both Tamaki and I could stay at Ouran. The girl who had informed her of our relationship dropped out- when I asked Kyoya why he smiled in a way I could only describe as petrifying and said 'that's not important.'

All of this and still nobody found out that I was a girl.

I thought to myself that, should the United Nations not be wary, our little Host Club could end up ruling the world. The thought was horrifying.

Still- I thought as I held hands with my boyfriend one lazy afternoon- maybe it wasn't such a bad thing. They had such a capacity to do good when the put their minds to it.

After all, they had made me believe.

Awwww cheesy ending! Sorry it was so long. I hope it was ok, what did you think though? Please review!

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