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Limitless Love

Chapter One: The Limits

Three Years Later:

Tamaki was no doubt popular in the U.S.A; his Host Club charms only helping him as an international male super model. Haruhi was sure his mood swings didn't hurt him in acting. He would be able to switch from a sad depressing character to a happy one in two seconds flat.

Haruhi sighed looking at the magazines. She must have looked like every other love-sick girl. Here she was collecting all of the pictures she could of the gorgeous Tamaki. She kept them under her bed. She would pull the magazines out along with photos of host club, when ever she missed them. She did it especially, when she missed him. It lessened the pain just a little. She would try to resist the urge of buying every magazine, every news article, anything that had his face on it. She failed miserably, though. She missed him, she missed them all.

She had been able to keep up with the twins quiet easily. They always sent her dresses. (She looked at her closet. Half of it was overloaded with beautiful dresses she would never wear). She had even seen them a couple times in the last three years. Hikaru was apparently getting married to some girl named Yoko. Both twins were working in the fashion business. Mori sent her a couple quick email messages now and then. While Hunny sent her a few cute photos, sometimes he sends her cake, (if he managed to keep himself from eating it). Both Mori and Hunny were teaching fighting techniques and running a bakery. Kyoya made sure all her expenses were taken care of. (Though, honestly she didn't need much help with school. He helped support her habit of buying everything with Tamaki on it). He was currently in charge of a branch of his father's company. Renge had even managed to keep contact. (Renge found out she was a girl, a year or so after they meet). The really bossy girl was currently the head manager of a really popular band that was up and coming in Japan. They would soon be touring in America. Haruhi was surprised that Tamaki never even tried to keep contact with her. He just vanished. Nobody, not even Kyoya knew what happened to him, because he cut ties to his family completely, including his Host Club family. Until one day:

She had been walking around the city looking for some café she was supposed to meet her new roommate at. "Oh what a bother" Huruhi muttered, noting she was lost. She was looking around try to get a sense of where she was. She stopped looking when she saw a familiar face staring at her. "Tamaki!" she exclaimed her brown eyes widened with surprise.

"Yeah, isn't he a hottie," a woman in a business suit exclaimed as she paid for the magazine. "He is an upcoming model, who also does some acting." Huruhi stood amazed. Yet she shouldn't have been surprised. He was a very good looking guy. She had seem him do some acting for Renge's little movie back when they were in Host Club. He wasn't too bad at it.

She then found herself digging in her purse to find some money to buy the magazine. Something she would be doing often, after that moment. Her new roommate went insane when she saw it. Sharon was already a huge fan.

Now a couple years later, he was everywhere, commercials, billboards, and movies. Though she saw his face almost everyday, it still made her sad, sometimes. He wasn't hugging her. She missed how their faces touched when he embraced her. He wasn't yelling her name in great excitement. He wasn't making her roll her eyes at his antics. He was just there on a magazine, smiling. That charming smile he used for all the girls.

She didn't realize how much she would miss him. It was so strange; she was certain Tamaki would be the last of Host Club for her to loose contact with. Instead he is the only one she hasn't seen or heard from in three years.

She was in the United States studying law. She was on her way to accomplishing her dreams (without too much effort). She shared an apartment with a perky blonde head girl from Minnesota. "Haruhi!" the girl squealed coming into her room.

"Sharon," she replied.

"Did you get them?"

"What Sharon?" she asked, knowing exactly what.

"The latest magazines with the most gorgeous man on Earth," she replied adding a shrill of joy as she hopped with excitement. Haruhi rolled her eyes. She smiled slightly. Sharon could have be Tamaki's sister, if he weren't an only child. Haruhi noted before handing her over a couple extra copies she bought with Tamaki's face plastered everywhere. She always bought copies, in case she was attacked by some random fan girl. She would just drop one and run. In most cases, however that fan girl was just Sharon.

"Ah," Sharon got really big brown eyes, "my dear Tamaki we meet again, you are as beautiful as the night we met," she fell onto Haruhi's bed, "He is so beautiful," Haruhi went over to her desk to study.

"Sharon, he isn't that great. He is a bit of an emotional dummy anyhow," she pointed out. Haruhi hated all the girls swoon over him. It was annoying and…well maybe she was jealous. She wasn't sure, though.

"Uh," her roommate uttered. The girl flipped her blonde strands, and put a hand on her hip, "just how would you know that?" She asked a little snobbishly.

"Umm," telling her roommate that she had been a club with him, or worse he had been to her house was not a brilliant idea! Yeah Sharon would beg for every detail. Haruhi would be force to talk about the Host Club EVERDAY. Though, it wouldn't be that bad. She had several funny stories to tell, but still to talk about Tamaki every time she saw Sharon would be ridiculous. "Some of the interviews mentioned it," she responded in a neutral tone.

"Whatever, like they know anything," Sharon replied going back into fantasy land, were most likely she was on a beach somewhere with the gorgeous blonde. Wouldn't she be surprised to know he went to romantic places all the time with lots of girls?

Tamaki got off the plane and smile. His personal assistant was on his cell phone making sure everything was okay. Lionel was always in a mess. He was always worried about every little detail. He was like that from the moment Tamaki hired him in France. Tamaki grinned at him, watching him run in circles going into panic. He noted that: Kyoya would rarely panic. Wait, did he ever panic?

"What's wrong?" the former Host King inquired. Tamaki had calmed down a lot since his days as a host, though he did go into dramatics every now and then. If he saw a hurt puppy or a little girl or any time something remind him of his...no just Haruhi. Sometimes he did it, just because.

"Oh Monsieur, the hotel has had some confusion. I don't know what to do," the French man kept running around.

"Ah perhaps we should shall try another hotel," Tamaki suggested as he flipped some blonde strands out of his violet eyes.

"But Monsieur, it is the best you are to have the best," Lionel insisted. He stopped his circling only to reply.

"Oh but," Tamaki began with a dramatic sigh, "the location isn't the best," he pointed out, "besides I don't think that hotel serves instant coffee, and I must have my instant coffee."

"Oh but I was planning on bringing it to you, but I suppose the location wasn't that great. I shall get a hotel with the best location possible," he replied. Tamaki sighed with a smile as he watched the man get on his phone again. He was calm for now. However, the man would be on the phone for hours trying to find the best located hotel. "Please make sure it has instant coffee," the man told the person on the other line, following his boss to their limo.

Tamaki watched through the window as they passed the skylines and insteresting things in the city. He thought about the Movie he was going to shoot. He was going to be doing a romance movie with some famous new female actress, Alice Cannon. He was looking forward to it. He was happy when he got the script, "Limitless Love." It was a story about two young high school lovers forced apart by family and circumstance. They meet years late when Tamaki's character: Eric is looking for a quick place to get coffee. She just happens to be the owner of the small coffee shop. They literally crash into the other when he is entering the shop. Right away the flame is renewed, but she has a fiancée, and his career is always calls him to travel. She is a girl who likes to stay at one place for awhile; both are terrible at long distance relationships. It was such a cliché romance, but Tamaki loved it.

His assistant still hadn't found a hotel yet. He sighed dramatically. The limo had been going around in circles for hours. He had to come up with something fast or he would be in a limo for days. He noticed there was a Ritz hotel near a beautiful fountain. "Oh please stop, It is so perfect!" he exclaimed.

"Stop the car," his assistant demanded. "What's perfect monsieur Tamaki?" he inquired. He looked over to the Ritz hotel which was in front of a University. He frowned "I don't know." The limo driver had pulled into a parking lot, near by.

"Ooh," the boy with gorgeous purple eyes clapped his hands, "I bet I have a lot of fans in that college!"

"Yes, but you have fans ever…."

"My own age!" he exclaimed. Lionel smiled; he knew that Tamaki rarely saw people his own age. He knew the boy hadn't any friends except a few actors, actress, and models. Most of the time, though he didn't see them, and only a couple were around his age. Most people his age were competing for his spot in ads and movies.

"Alright, but I doubt you will be able to actually talk to any of them," Lionel warned, "I'll check for instant coffee," Lionel called the hotel, as the limo moved to the parking lot across the street.

Tamaki heard a scream on the other end. "Tamaki Suou!" a fan girl screeched. The elder French man held the phone away from him as she continued, "of course we can get all the instant coffee he wants, anything else, I'll tell the manager. Yes, secret of course,"

"Alright," Lionel hung up, "They will have a suite ready for you in five, Monsieur"

"Good," Tamaki replied.

"Meanwhile we can sneak in the back," Lionel replied, "they will have some of their guards in case some crazy fan comes after you,"

"I'm ready for beauty sleep," Tamaki flipped his hair, "though a man as handsome as me doesn't really need too much," Tamaki made a dramatic pose, and winked at Lionel, who just smiled.

Haruhi had just turned in a paper early to her professor when she heard fan girl squeals. She rolled her eyes. "Oh my, gosh, I hope we get a glimpse of him!" the girl joyfully exclaimed.

"I know, I knew he was going to do a movie here, but I had no clue he would be staying close," another girl piped. Haruhi was walking away when she heard, "Yeah Tamaki is the best! Do you think it is true he worked as an escort of some sort before he became a model?"

Haruhi froze. She found herself thrown unto the ground. She looked up at her attacker. She happened to be none other than Arisa Trevors. She was Haruhi's best friend and number one competition for intern spots. She frowned at her.

"You weren't moving, I thought I check to see if you were okay," Arisa replied flipping her black hair. Her green eyes sparkled, "Anyhow what's up?"

"Nothing," Huruhi replied.

"Yeah, okay why you froze?" Arisa wondered. Then she heard another Tamaki Fan squeal. "Ah I see your secret crush on the gorgeous super model/actor Tamaki. The one you try to keep a secret, because heaven forbid people know you are a girl and straight," she teased Haruhi.

"I don't keep it secret," she replied, "I just don't advertise, besides I don't have a crush,"

"Then what do you call hiding whole bunch magazines under your bed?"

Haruhi rolled her eyes, "I have to go home and study," she replied crossing her arms.

"No don't be mad. I wanted to go eat at that new pizza parlor, um and it serves instant coffee," Arisa pouted, "you can even invite that fan girl: Sharon,"

"I have a test in two weeks,"

"Yeah two weeks, my point exactly, a couple hours isn't going to ruin your studying time, let's go," she grabbed Haruhi. Then she dialed her cell phone still gripping onto her best friend, "Hey Sharon, I'm going to that new Pizza parlor, hurry, I'm dragging Haruhi along,"

The girls laughed about their really odd professors. "Anyhow," Sharon began her brown eyes getting large with excitement, "Tamaki is going to be here, rumor is he is staying right across from the campus," she pointed out.

Arisa rolled her eyes, "Oh please, everybody knows that, even me, the only one who doesn't want to know."

"Yeah, cause we all know Haruhi is secretly in love with him." Sharon teased.

Haruhi just rolled her eyes, "I was wondering if you found my teddy bear pen yet?" Arisa frowned.

"No I haven't, he must have been some guy," She replied, "You been looking for it for weeks,"

"How do you know it was a guy?" Haruhi wondered, surprised.

"So it is a guy," Arisa pointed out, "I'm surprised, didn't expect that."

"Can you tell us about this guy?" Sharon inquired moving her head closer, so she wouldn't miss a detail, "You never share. We know nothing about your life before here, except that your motherless and your father is a cross dresser,"

Haruhi ignore Sharon's insensitive, and shook her head, "really not that much. He gave it to me as a gift before he graduated and I would like it back is all,"

"What guy gives a girl a graduation gift on HIS graduation day?" Arisa asked leaning in closer too. She was also curious about Haruhi. The girl barely mentioned anything of her past life. She did talk about her cross dressing father. This explained a lot about the way Haruhi was. Nothing however explained why Tamaki was the only male on the planet to get Haruhi's attention. Arisa was sure it wasn't for the fame or money. Haruhi had more than enough money. Arisa had no clue how; all the girl did was study. She never took an interest in any other celebrities, so why this Tamaki guy.

"Yeah," Sharon sighed, "He sounds wonderful Haruhi. How can there not be a story,"

"Never said that," Haruhi replied. Then the two women leaned in even closer.

"Oh so there is a story?" Arisa pried, "Is it a loove story? hmm"

"No, well maybe…I don't know," The former female host was actually blushing.

"One of those huh?" Sharon inquired.

"What's one of those?" Arisa looked confused at the blonde.

"Oh you know a love story, where it is so obvious two people love each other, but both are too blind and confused to know it,"

"No," Haruhi shook her head, before she responded, "he was a dear friend of mine that is all," she got that cute little smile, and the other girls smiled too.

"Maybe, you thought that, but perhaps you secretly wanted something more," Sharon inquired. She really wanted to know more about this guy.

"I don't and didn't date often. It was and is a waste of time. I had no time to think of love as a possibility." Huruhi admitted.

"Doesn't mean your heart didn't have time to feel it" Sharon commented.

"Can you get anymore cliché" Arisa replied rolling her green eyes, "oh look pizza." Haruhi sighed. Her mind wandered: Did she secretly ever want something more? No doubt he was very good looking. She did like him a lot, but in that way? Did she view him differently from the other host club members? She dated Hikaru a few times, but both agreed to be just friends in the end. So was Tamaki more special to her? She did chase after him when he almost left her, um…them. Wouldn't she have done that for the others, besides all the other members wanted her too. Why? Did they know something she didn't? Was she really jealous that day? She didn't act jealous…ah just quit it!

Haruhi shook her head. Sharon waving a hand in front of her, Haruhi blinked her eyes, "ooh, look Arisa she's back,"

"Good because I almost ate half the pizza," Arisa replied, "Now dig in," Haruhi grabbed a piece of pizza and gobbled up.

"Wait!" Sharon shouted. Haruhi and Arisa covered thier ears for a moment. When Sharon lowered the volume a bit, "Did you say you didn't date often? As in you did date?" Haruhi groaned slightly. Couldn't they leave her past and non-existed love life alone?

Author's Commentary:

Hopefully, this actually gives you an idea where the story is actually going. I don't think there will be anymore important original characters besides what was mention above. I hope to eventually bring all original Host Club characters in, however I'm not promising anything. I hope you enjoyed this story. Once again feel free to point out errors, so I can fix them a.s.a.p. No rude comments, please. See you at the next chapter. Tamaki and Haruhi will be meeting each other, again soon.