Disclaimer: As much as I wish, I do not own Tamaki or any of the Host Club members! Sigh, I don't own the show, nor the manga. This story is just for fun.

Chapter Two: Broken Limits

Tamaki was bored, very bored. He had been hotel for hours. He wondered if he could just sneak out for a bit. He began to creep towards the door, when it open wide slamming him against the wall. "Tamaki Monsieur!" Lionel yelled, "The shoot has been moved up!" he yelled in a panic. He peeled the former Host King off the wall then dragged him outside to the limo.

He was extremely happy for some action. Tamaki clapped his hands together, "Oh I just can't wait! Another movie for my adoring fans to adore me for." Lionel just smiled at his childish antics. He knew his boss would be more than grateful for the chance to work quicker, even if it was at his expense. He was always stressing over every little detail, but that was just the way Lionel was.

"Monsieur, don't forget after this you a have a couple of photo shoots, as well…," Lionel pointed out. Tamaki was too engrossed in pretending to listen and lost in the past:

"Tamaki" his grandma called firmly. Tamaki came down stairs to greet his grandmother. "Grandmother," he ran and tried to hug her, but she put a hand up. He dropped his hands to his side. "Now since you rejected your last intended so rudely,"

"I…um," He tried to protest.

"Don't dare interrupt me," she told him firmly, "I have another young lady line up, if you wish to inherit the Suoh inheritance than you shall marry her." Tamaki began to protest, he was well of aware that he didn't want to marry any other woman, except Haruhi. However, he and Haruhi would never be. "Don't argue, that is the final say of the Suoh household!" she began to walk calmly out, leaving a broken Tamaki. He couldn't marry just any woman. Even if Haruhi didn't love him back, even if it meant being single for the rest of his life. He would love nobody else. It was a dramatic decision, but it was Tamaki's. He made another decision at that very moment. He would start all over, some where else. He couldn't tell anyone about it, and would of course have to cut everybody he cared about out of his life. He had to be strong. He couldn't let the Host Club rescue from himself this time. It was solely his choice, his alone.

He took in a deep sigh as they arrived at the studio. He smiled brightly as he stepped out of the limo. He noticed two women who were setting up some things. He ran right straight to them. He loved getting to know everyone on the staff. People were always so interesting. He would listen to the ladies chat about their families and children. He would hear men talk about hard days at work. Tamaki could now honestly sympathize with them.

He had been a commoner for about a year, before he was discovered. He had to get a regular job, and live like everyone else. It was so strange readjusting. It was even harder because he decided to start over in America. He had to improve his English, and learn new customs. It all had been worth it because in time hard work, good looks, and charming personality landed him were he was now. He hadn't need the Suoh's inheritance after all. He had been very proud of himself.

The Frenchman turned around to see his young boss gone. He frowned, the director would be asking for him really soon. He sighed, deciding to find the director, before he went to hunt down the young man.

After talking about Haruhi's few moments of dating without revealing too much she just wanted to go home and study. Haruhi strangely had been happy to be talking about Hikaru. They had good times together, it was nice to remember.

She unlocked the door to her apartment. Sharon bounced behind her, heading straight to her DVD's.

"Chick flick-athon!" Sharon exclaimed. Haruhi smiled at her as she headed to her room to study. She opened the book on the desk, and began to read.

She had gone through a couple of books when a familiar voice filled the apartment. "Are you falling for me," Tamaki's character teased, "I don't usually swing that way but you are so…" Haruhi found herself drawn to the voice.

Sharon paused and smiled to Haruhi, "just started, this one is his newest movie. I just got it yesterday. This one is where a female cop dresses up like a guy in a boy school. She is the one to go because she is the best. She also has been on the case for a long time, so that is why they couldn't send an actual guy. It is pretty weak reasoning, if you ask me, but it works okay. Anyhow, Tamaki is a young gorgeous teacher. It is supposed to be really funny, cause not only does he think he is gay. He also is falling in love with a student,"

Haruhi wanted to burst out in laughter. How ironic that Tamaki would be in a movie where the main actress had to pretend to be a guy. "Well, then I suppose I can watch this movie. I got a lot of studying done anyhow," she sat down on the couch.

Tamaki's Host Club skills were in full swing. He used his charms on all the women on the set. He was just enjoying himself too much. Not that people mind because they knew this was Tamaki. He was a flirt, but at least he was polite to everyone, even when they weren't to him. He had learned to take criticism, which he often got in his line of work. He used to run into to a corner when ever he was told he did something completely idiotic. Now he just brushed it aside with a bright smile.

"Tamaki," Lionel shouted trying to pull him a way from a young woman who was setting up a few props. Tamaki pushed him lightly off.

"Excuse me, lovely Miss, but I must leave now with great disappointment," he lightly kissed her hand. The young girl deeply sighed, and almost fainted.

"Tamaki, you are going to put me in an early grave with your flirtatious behavior. The director has been trying to find you for the past half an hour,"

"Gomen, I mean sorry, Lionel," Tamaki bowed quickly, "I just was trying to get to know the staff,"

"I know, monsieur, but your getting to know the staff takes second priority to our schedule,"

"Of course," Tamaki agreed letting him be drag him towards the director.

"Finally! Do you know how long I been waiting to meet you?" the director inquired. Tamaki once again apologized. The director smiled, his bright blue eyes sparkled, "No problem Tamaki, just try not to get distracted." The director patted on the back, before firmly adding, "You have a job to do."

"Of course, sir," Tamaki agreed giving a polite bow.

"Anyhow this is your co-star, Miss Alice Cannon," the director stepped aside for a young American woman to come out. She had long black hair reaching to her waist, and big green eyes.

"Hello Tamaki, it is a pleasure," she held her hand out.

"My pleasure," He took her hand and lightly kissed it, "Miss Cannon," She rewarded him with a bright grin.

"Oh Alice, except when we are on screen then it Chelesa of course," she replied with a slight giggle.

"Of course Alice, I can't wait to work with you," he released her hand. Then he looked towards the director.

"Alright, how bought you guys go over the script together for a little bit," the director suggested, "and then we will shoot the taxi cab scene."

"Sure," Alice replied, and Tamaki nodded.

The movie shoot had gone well and now Tamaki was at his photo shoot. "Alright, we want you to think that the woman you love told you she just can't love you back," the photographer told the shirtless Host King. The ad he was doing was for a brand name of pants. Tamaki long forgotten the name, considering he did so many ads. He did know however, he was supposed to look sad for one part of the ad. The other part he would look happy.

Tamaki thought about one woman who could destroy his world. The expression would forever shock the whole world. He didn't do any overdramatic behavior. He just sat in the chair. His bare chest and face revealed to the camera. Only a single tear fell from his violet eyes. He looked completely broken. He held an emotionless expression, yet it told everything he was feeling.

"Wow, that is not what I was looking for, but I love it, not sure what I'll use it for but wow," the photographer exclaimed. "Why don't we tone it down a bit, something like um…a hurt puppy?"

Tamaki's expression changed. He no longer looked like a man whose soul had been ripped from him. He broke into tears, "Oh you poor dear thing," he had his tearful puppy eyes, "Whatever shall I do," he sighed looking up to the camera.

"Great, loving it," the photographer took a few more pictures, "so will show you the prints we plan to use for the ad next week," the King nodded in agreement, "alright, thanks Tamaki,"

Tamaki smiled, "An honor indeed as always," he bowed then pulled himself up as he was being dragged by Lionel, "What's next?"

"You weren't listening to me," Lionel stated.

"Sorry Lionel, I must have been lost in thought about something,"

"Or someone?" Lionel inquired. Tamaki did not have a girlfriend or boyfriend. The French man found this strange, since the boy was extremely gorgeous. It wasn't like there hadn't been offers, but Tamaki politely refused all of them. This meant he was waiting for a particular someone, or he didn't like any of the women who threw themselves at them, (highly unlikely since all kinds of women had been throwing themselves at him) or he had been emotionally scarred. Lionel hoped it wasn't the last choice. It had to be the first. He often wondered when Tamaki completely zoned out if he was thinking about her. He had no clue in the next moment he would know who she was. "When are you going to put a shirt on?" Lionel inquired.

"What oh, you dragged me out, before I could grab it," Tamaki pointed out.

"Oh boy this will put us a whole five minutes behind schedule, since we have to stop at the hotel. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Lionel don't worry, I have to make a big entrance anyhow. Being fashionable late is what I do best. Though, I'm sure I could do it shirtless, that could make quiet an impact,"

Lionel's jaw drop, "We don't need that kind of press!"

"Oh, but Lionel everyone loves my lovely body…" Tamaki stopped his eyes looking over the Frenchman's shoulder. His violet eyes wonder to a girl with long brown hair and big brown eyes. She was blue jeans and a purple tank top.

"I can't believe I'm actually going with you two to some stranger's dorm to pick up a pen!" Sharon exclaimed, "Everyone thinks I'm the ridiculous one,"

"You could have stayed home," Haruhi pointed out.

"Yes, but I don't want you out here alone. We don't know what kind of person this is, plus it is getting later," Sharon pointed, "Who is going to protect you from the attackers if I don't,"

Haruhi rolled her eyes. Sharon doesn't like to be left an the apartment alone for too long at night.

"Me," Arisa replied.

As they headed to cross the street, Haruhi didn't see it coming until it was too late.

Tamaki yelled, "Stop," the limo came to a screeching halt. Lionel was in panic as he watched the young man jump out of the limo, making a mad dash towards some young girls.

"Haruhi," he exclaimed. He ran towards her without his shirt. He didn't think about the press, he didn't think about anything, except it was her! It wasn't a dream. It wasn't some illusion he conjured up. It was his Haruhi!

All three girls turned to see a gorgeous blonde coming. Sharon fainted when her brain registered it was Tamaki Suoh. Arisa just blinked her eyes. She wasn't sure what to do. She was even more amazed when she saw Haruhi open her arms like she knew the guy. She doesn't have a crush, yeah right! Yet how did the guy know her name?

Haruhi could feel her heart beat faster. She smiled a sincere smile. She held her arms open wide as she let her senpai attack her. "Tamaki," she exclaimed almost in tears, but she never let them show. She didn't cry, besides she really should be angry. She however was too happy to see him again, to touch him again, and have him hold her. He held onto her, not wanting to let her go. "Senpai, Tamaki I…I…I"

"Oh Haruhi, I missed you so much!" he cried joyfully, "My darling daughter," Arisa raised an eyebrow.

"Please…I can't breathe," Haruhi replied. Tamaki backed off. He blushed a little bit. His bright violet eyes stared at her.

"Sorry Haruhi," he replied starting to change his demeanor, "I didn't mean to…," he was starting to get that sad look.

"I missed you," she told him. He immediately brightened up, again. Sharon pulled herself up. She looked up to see Haruhi talking to the gorgeous super model. "Tamaki!" she exclaimed jumping onto him.

Tamaki just smiled at her. Sharon let him get up before he charmingly responded, "Aren't you lovely?" he questioned. Haruhi rolled her eyes. "My dear, I sorry I haven't introduced myself,"

"Oh you don't have to Tamaki,"

"Oh I know, my beauty is known all over the world," he replied, "but my dear it is only proper for a gentlemen to do so," He held his hand out. Sharon gave into to him, she was starting to melt. He lightly kissed her soft skin.

"Tamaki," Haruhi began tapping him lightly on the shoulder. She didn't like this scene at all, for more than one reason.

"Now Haruhi, don't you remember what I taught you as a host," he replied, "we must always be proper to the ladies,"

"Tamaki, senpai," Haruhi began with a little more force, but Tamaki was lost in Host mode. She sighed turned him around to face the press. He froze as the cameras flashed before him. He didn't see them coming. They are really fast! He quickly regained his composure. It was at that moment that Haruhi finally noted Tamaki was not wearing a shirt. She found her eyes wondering. Arisa and Sharon grinned at her, causing red to make its way to her cheeks.

"Don't I look beautiful," he announced, "and aren't you so sweet to come and waste your lovely film on me," he told them gently touching the cheek of a female reporter, "please though, don't waste no more," he sighed dramatically. The women seem to be melting along with a couple of men, but one woman kept her wits. "Suoh is that your girlfriend, none of us was aware of this?" she shoved the microphone in his face. Tamaki was surprised by the question. Haruhi wasn't sure if the reporters were talking about Sharon or her, but she was about to respond, when she felt two hands on her shoulders.

Author's Commentary:

As far as names going I'm trying to spell them correctly, unfortunately I find them spell differently on different websites. I don't have a copy of the manga, yet. I very soon will have the first volume, and I will spell the names as they are in the manga. Also I got to warn you, don't get used to these fast updates. I will try my best, but I have a huge paper coming up and I got to start cracking down in my studies. See you in the next chapter!