"We, my sweet Lori~" Tamaki started, standing elegantly in front of me with a big smile on his face—he always managed to turn his moods around quickly, "Are the Ouran High School Host Club!"

"The what?" I asked, afraid I had misheard or mistranslated what he had said.

"We entertain the lovely ladies at our school!" Honey said excitedly.

"Is that why I haven't heard from you in so long, Tamaki? Some other girl has kept you from ever trying to talk to me? And to think, I thought we would always be friends." I imitated his overdramatic fit of despair. I looked down, allowing my bangs to cover my eyes as if I were about to cry. Before I knew it, though, his hand was under my chin, turning my face up to look at his. His face was mere inches from mine and his eyes had a stern but caring look in them.

"I sat down to write you over a hundred times, Lorraine. It broke my heart every time I tried to put a pen to paper, though. I hated that I never even got the chance to say goodbye. Please forgive me." He said, shutting his eyes sadly and pressing his forehead against mine. I was surprised by his actions.

"I—It's okay, Tamaki. I was j—just teasing." I stuttered quietly. He opened his eyes, moving his head away from me slightly. I smiled up at him.

"I think we have a lot of catching up to do." He whispered before looking over my shoulder, "Is that a suitcase?"

"Um… Yah." I replied, stepping away from him and looking at the ground.

"Kyoya," Tamaki spoke up, "Cancel club activities for the day. Lori and I have some important business we need to take care of."

"Of course." Kyoya replied as Tamaki grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the door, grabbing my bad as we left the room.

"H—Hey! Where are you taking me, Tamaki?" I asked as he dragged me down the hallway.

"Where are you staying, Lori?" I didn't reply. I couldn't tell him I was sleeping wherever I could find shelter. I had planned to hide out in the music room tonight, but now I knew that wasn't an option. He stopped walking and turned to face me.

"What happened since we were last together?" He asked. I stared at the ground.

"A lot." I said simply, not wanting to admit the truth.

"Lori…"

"It's fine, I became famous and all." I forced a smile. He gave me a look, knowing there was more to it than I was saying.

"Where are you staying now?" Tamaki asked again.

"Wherever I can find an open space." I answered honestly. He pulled out his cellphone and called for a car to come around before grabbing my hand again and walking again. I decided it best not to question him further and simply allowed him to drag me out of the school. We soon got in a limo and were off.

"You seem to be doing really well, Tamaki." I smiled at him as we sat next to each other in the vehicle.

"I've missed you." He said, "I've kept up with you through the media, though. You've been all over the world now. Just like you always wanted to when we were kids."

"You can't believe everything you hear in the press." I said flatly, thinking about all of the scandals I was apparently involved with, "I haven't seen much of the world though. They keep me pretty busy with shows, autographs, and press stuff. Plus, we always planned to go together, remember? You still owe me a trip."

"Of course." He smiled.

"I'm glad to see you've made so many good friends! They all seem very nice." I told him. His smile widened and he began to talk happily at a rapid speed about how amazing they all were in their own unique ways. I smiled and listened to everything he had to say, realizing how much I had missed talking to him for the last few years. I could have used his shoulder to cry on more times than I could count over all of this time.

"Ah, we're here." He finally said, looking out the window. I follow suit and looked out to see a large mansion at the end of the long driveway we were on.

"W—Where are we?" I asked.

"Home." He replied with a smile.