Finally, Hikaru and Kaoru couldn't take the dismissal any more so they broke into one of the dances, each holding us a little too close for comfort. They grilled us on who we were but we never tripped or hesitated, and they happily bought our story.
Their dance soon ended and they gracefully bowed to us. We waved our goodnight as the clock stuck eleven. As we suspected two more showed up, but strangely it was Honey and Kyoya. Haruhi and I exchange a shoulder shrug.
"You ladies have stolen a lot of hearts this evening," Kyoya commented.
"Yeah," Honey smiled, "You girls are real cute."
"Thank you," we replied. They didn't blink an eye, but each offered a hand. I got jerked around by the sweet and energetic Honey. Once we were brought together again the partners switched and Kyoya took the opportunity to find us out for himself. He got nothing out of us, we both knew his game and used it against him. The dance was soon over, and once again they gracefully bowed and left defeated.
Haruhi and I walked to a group of benches and sat down. Like her, I enjoyed just observing. We turned down a couple of potential partners, claiming we needed to breathe. They seemed more relieved than heartbroken. We smiled and laughed at the different antics that were happening in front us. Tamaki and Mori proudly made their way towards us. I could hear our breaths hitch at the same time. Tamaki wore a princely white uniform and Mori wore a black one. In each of their hands is their assigned host rose.
"Because you ladies are our choice for the last dance... My princess, would you do me the honor of accepting this flower?" Tamaki asked Haruhi. That was the last I saw of her before we met up to leave. She took Tamaki's hand and they were lost on the dance floor. Mori stood towering over me silently. I saw his eyes narrow in on the necklace. He caught it. His eyes locked on mine and I found myself blushing.
He pulled me to my feet and placed the deep blue rose in my hair. His hand grazed my face as he started me into the final waltz. My six foot figure meshed well with his height of six foot four inches. I still had to look up at him, but I always enjoyed that. He subtly danced us into a quiet side courtyard where the pond and fountain were. He stopped dancing but didn't drop my hand. He sat us on one of the cement benches surrounding the pond. Nightingales sang in the distance. He moved silently and pulled out a handkerchief. Two strawberries sat in the middle of the cloth. Now I knew he knew.
Sighing I accepted one. "How'd you know," I asked.
He flashed a small side smile. "The necklace confirmed it, but I guessed it was you because you were purposely avoiding the club... Besides I've... I've always been aware of your presence."
I laughed, as creepy as it sounded I knew he meant it to be sweet. "Have you? Why me?"
His narrow grey eyes widened in surprise behind that black mask. "You mean, you don't know?"
"Know what?" I pried. He gave a soft growl and dropped his head to his hands as if exhausted. I gently rubbed his back with my right hand as I slipped the left into his. "Takashi," I whispered, "Talk to me."
He lifted his head to look at me. His eyes shift back a forth across my face as if trying hard to read something. He looked as if he were trying hard to formulate words. Before I knew it he gave up and his lips met mine in an uncharacteristically desperate kiss. I melted into it, he pulled me close as he gently broke it off. We sat in silence; I leaned into his chest, his arm rested around me and his head laid protectively on top of mine.
No words were needed. His kiss spoke all the promise and hope I needed to be happy. Words will come later for now that was all I needed. Boy, did Honey needed a lot of detail though. I guess I'm quite the lucky girl, I get the man of my dreams and a sweet, cake loving friend in the same package. What more could I possibly want?