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Chapter 8:

Unlimited Motives

Haruhi arrived early at the studio. Once again, she was being drug into some random direction. The twins brought her in front of a trailer. Tons of clothes of all types, fluffy, frilly, skirts, fuzzy, bright colored shirts, as well as some really odd-looking shoes blocked most of the view.

Excitement swelled inside of Yoko as she thought of doing Haruhi's makeup! The smile on her face began to fade as she watched as the twins examine all of the clothes with great pleasure. They took forever to find the perfect thing for Haruhi.

Telling her everything looked cute on her, and for some reason this bothered Yoko. The former host girl got the twins' attention quickly in a way she rarely got Hikaru's.

"Yoko!" Hikaru called breaking her out of the trance she had been in. "What do you think isn't she cute?" Both the twins rubbed themselves against her.

A soft smile graced her face, "Yeah, of course, but you guys can make anyone look good." Oh why did I say that? Well it's true.

"Yeah, but a cute girl will make the outfit even cuter," her fiancé noted. Kaoru who was slightly more sensitive then his brother could sense her slight hurt feelings.

"Yep, but we are pretty good," the other two added. Yoko just nodded and then smiled.

"Guess it is time for makeup!" Cheering up as quickly as possible, "Just come with me please," Haruhi decided it was better to follow than to be dragged.

The model led her inside her trailer. The big brown eyed girl noted the pictures of the pretty model and Hikaru, this brought a smile to her face. There was one that especially caught her eye, the one it had no sense of that host club charm, just pure and real love. Hikaru had his head on Yoko's shoulders, and arms wrapped around her waist holding her hands. A simple background was in place, just a simple blue.

After returning from getting things out of her bedroom, she smiled at Haruhi. "That one is my favorite, too."

"I see, when did you first meet him?" the brunette asked thoughtfully still staring at the picture. The gorgeous woman smiled, a sincere beautiful smile, then blushed lightly.

"Well, I was working for his mother, doing a couple of shows. Our meeting was kind of arranged though. Our families sometimes did business together. My mother is one of the best wedding planners ever! She buys a lot of dresses from them. Anyhow his mother and mine thought we would be such a cute couple! So of course we started dating."

"Oh," Haruhi replied. "So whole relationship is arranged?" Yoko felt slightly angry.

"Yes," she replied slightly bitter, then there was a look in her eyes one could only describe as dreamy, "but I do really love him." Her voice laced with a little sadness as she added, "I know a lot of people don't think I do, because they find it TOO coincidental for a supermodel to fall for an upcoming fashion designer." A veil of tears covered her eyes after she gave her explanation. "Oh my," she wiped them away, "Forgive me, I'm so emotional, and…well I really do love him."

"Yoko," Haruhi began, "I don't doubt it." The model eyes widened slightly before she gave a simple smile. "Anyhow it is wonderful, Yoko, that you are able to have someone to love."

"Yes, it is," she added, before looking at her makeup. "Oh but I should tell you how he proposed!" Yoko let out a joyful squeal. Then she looked down at the makeup scattered on the small table, "Oh but…makeup…makeup, yes…well let's see, here, um, oh, I think this color would look good. Yes, we will need some foundation, hmm, oh! And I like this color of lipstick."

Applying the foundation she began to cheerfully give an account of her proposal. "Yes...and…it was during fashion show. The twins played that game where had to guess which one was him and which Kaoru is. Seems a bit odd for a fashion show, but the audience likes it, besides, they always did it with style, showing off some designs they had made for each other. Well, by this time all my Love had to do was grin. Then I would know who it was because is slightly more devilish than his brother." Haruhi was trying to nod her head in agreement. "Don't move! You'll mess it up! Anyhow I guessed who it was; then he told the audience there was one last thing he needed me to model. I was confused and so was the audience. I looked around quickly to note Kaoru had magically disappeared. When I gazed down at Hikaru he was down on one knee holding out the most expensive beautiful diamond and sapphire ring ever! I felt like I was going to faint, especially when he spoke in the most sincere charming voice EVER! One he hasn't used on any other girl, at least not that I know of, "Yoko I want you to model this for me, but only if you'll be wife."

"What happened?" Haruhi questioned as Yoko tried to apply the lipstick.

"Hold still! Anyhow I actually did faint. When I woke up there was the ring on my finger. He was sitting there looking handsome as ever. I told him I had not said yes. He shrugged his shoulders, "I figured the girlish squeal and fainting with excitement was as good as yes." Haruhi burst out into laughter.

"I think he has gotten worse," she laughed, "he seems a lot more devilish."

"Yeah," Yoko agreed with a soft smiled.

Kyoya stepped out of his limo right outside a coffee shop. Sure enough, there she was, Arisa. She was in a plain black uniform with a green apron, and was sitting down a couple cups of coffee in front of an elderly couple. Kyoya adjusted his glasses and swung the door open.

Arisa caught sight of him as soon as he walked in, "Kyoya, right?" She continued taking orders at the next table. "Black and you want yours with cream? Got it." She wrote quickly in the notepad then turned to meet Kyoya.

"Yes, that would be me, I have come on some business." He replied simply, standing tall and holding a sense of pride. She smiled lightly.

"I have a break in five, just got a couple more orders to go. Why don't you have a seat outside? She suggested, pointing towards outside. Simply nodding, he headed back out.

She came out with two cups of coffee, and one over to him, "Here, you look like a black coffee person to me." He gave her another nod. "So what do I own the honor of your presence to?" Sitting down to take a sip of her coffee.

"I came for your assistance, because you and I have something in common."

"Oh?" She sipped her chocolate latté.

"Yes," he put his cup down. "We both like to encourage people into more useful positions for ourselves."

"You mean manipulate?"

"If that is the way you want to see it, yes."

"I don't do such a thing."

"Of course not, you were just there early looking for Sharon knowing full well where she was at."

"How would you know?"

"You don't look like the kind of person who loses track of your friends easily."

"No, that would be you." She snapped. Kyoya sat his cup of coffee down, and then leaned back.

"Perhaps," he admitted, "but that is beside the point. I take it that you see a connection between Haruhi and Tamaki?"

"So?" Arisa was starting to feel slightly uncomfortable. She sensed this guy could see right through her.

"Well, I was hoping you and I could come to some kind of understanding about making it clearer to them."

"I don't play manipulative games."

"All people do," he replied with a grin. "Some are just better at than others. You and I are experts."

"No, I'm not…I never…" She firmly sat her cup down again. "I'm not like that."

"Not all manipulation is bad. Have you ever told a friend that she shouldn't do something, knowing full well she would just because you told her she should not?"

"Well that's just reverse encouragement."

"You are saying the right words to get a friend to do something you want them to. It is a form of manipulating regardless of whether or not it is good."

"Fine, whatever, so what do you want from me?"

"To do what you do best, get Haruhi to be more aware of her feelings."

"That's all, what are you wasting my perfectly good break for?"

"Was it a waste?" He stood up, "I do apologize. I thought you might have enjoyed my company," he stated, leaving a slightly surprised young green eyed woman staring at his retreating figure.

"That jerk! He thinks I'm attracted to him! We just met!" she growled clenching her coffee cup. Well he is a very handsome man… cool looking too. She shook her head. No…No, don't think such things.

Tamaki applauded at the beauty before him. Haruhi was just SO cute! She had enough makeup to enhance her features, brighten lips, eye shadow to slightly bring out her big brown eyes, and a little blush to add to her pale cheeks.

Haruhi just rolled her eyes at the overdramatic Tamaki, though a tiny smile did escape her lips. "Oh, she is so adorable!" Both the twins clapped along with the former king.

"Yes Haruhi is cute!" Hunny stated, "Cake?" He held up a piece for her, only to have it pushed out of his hand. He looked sadly down at the cake on the ground then up at Renge.

"No cake, it will ruin your complexion, and you just had your makeup done!" the bossy girl scolded. Then she yanked Haruhi by the arm and brought her front of Tamaki. "Now let us see the desperateness of an unrequited love." Renge gave a deep sigh leaning slightly back with the back of her hand against her forehead.

Haruhi rolled her eyes. "Yes, I will try my hardest to pretend I do not care at all." Tamaki began with his usual routine, "but my dear Haruhi." He grabbed her hand, "What I say is just acting therefore is the opposite of what I say." He grinned.

The former host girl just blinked her eyes. Alice looked in amazement. Did he just confess?

"Okay," Haruhi replied simply with that Tamaki let go of her hand. He tried to hide his hurt feelings. She didn't even registered what he was saying. It was for the best, considering he wasn't ready for her to go yet, if she knew she would just run. Confession, yes he knew he should do just that, but he rather her not know then ever lose her. It was strange for someone like him, who usually was dramatic about the tiniest emotion, when it came to the deep ones he hide them well. He hid his sadness towards his mother, his hurt from his grandma, and his true feelings for Haruhi. Sure, he was pretty obvious about showing he liked her, but the deeper emotion of love was buried deep within him.

"Okay, whatever," Renge waved it off. "Let us get on with the show," she then stepped back, "Missy's arrival and…Action." The director rolled his eyes at Renge trying to take over his movie again. He simply nodded at the surprised cameramen waiting for his approval.

Haruhi walked a way towards the edge of the dock. It was nice. They were shooting scenes near a dock where ferryboats came in. She then ran and jumped on Tamaki, startling him for a moment. This was way out of character for his Haruhi, but he quickly regained his composure.

Missy: Eriiiiiiiiiic!

Pulling himself up, he looked up at Haruhi. How was he going to act like he didn't care?

Eric: Missy?
He sounded slightly disappointment at her arrival. This was killing Tamaki.

Missy: Yes, duh, who else would it be?"

She smacked his chest lightly. Haruhi never noticed how nice and firm it was before. She had to try and hold back a blush, failing miserably. The director didn't say anything so they continued.

Eric: Oh sorry, I wasn't expecting you to come here. I thought you would be busy shopping in Europe with your friends.

Missy: Yeah, well it is so boooooring without you! So I just had to come and see you!

She grabbed his hand. Why did this feel so right?

Eric: Well I'm glad you came.

He tried to pretend to fake a smile.

Missy: Good…now…

Haruhi pouted. This felt really weird. Think like Sharon, think like Sharon.

Eric: What?

Missy: You're supposed to kiss your girlfriend. Geesh, one would think you weren't…

Soft lips touched Haruhi's, her heart beat faster, and she felt swept away. Everyone and everything was far from her mind, except how she felt. Why? Why did this feel so right? Tamaki wrapped an arm around her neck bringing her closer to him. He didn't think she could ever be close enough. She tasted so wonderful.

Haruhi didn't understand what was going, only that she wanted…no she needed more. She leaned into him. She didn't know a person could taste like…. well so good. Why didn't she want to stop? And why couldn't she breathe? Something in her mind registered she pushed the blonde supermodel away. Looking down at the ground, trying to catch her breath, and regain her composure.

Tamaki looked down at her, slightly concerned. "Haruhi?" she waved him off, still in the middle of panting. Then she pulled herself up to see violet eyes. When did they get so beautiful? What was going on with her?

"I need a break," she stated without emotion walking away. The host king did nothing, just blinked a couple of times watching her walk away.

Meanwhile everyone was in shock. Hikaru and Kaoru looked at each other. They knew the feelings the two shared, but nobody saw that coming. Mori stood silently, while Hunny looked wide-eyed with happiness.

Sharon just grinned, and tried to hold her squeals inside. To her that was such a romantic movie cliché making it the most beautiful thing she ever seen. She frowned, as a thought occur to her. Too bad Tamaki was supposed to act like he is love with Alice.

Alice wondered why did it seem like her heart was breaking a little bit. She and Tamaki were just friends, right? She should be happy. Things were going the way they should for him. Then why do I feel so sad?

Haruhi stared at the mirror in her trailer. What was that? Why was my heart beating so fast? Why did it feel so good? Didn't all kisses feel that good? Why didn't kissing Hikaru feel like that? So much passion in one moment, it didn't make sense, yet it felt so amazingly right. Why?

Alice and Tamaki were beginning their scene on the dock when Haruhi came out. She watched with amazement. She knew Tamaki was good, but it was different seeing him like this. The thing most surprising was that it hurt. It hurt he could pretend to love so easily, but he always did that, didn't he? Why does it cause so much pain now?

Chelsea: It is so beautiful out here.

Alice looked up at the sky with a smile, brushing a strand of her aside.

Eric: Yeah.

He was looking at her and she turned to meet him. He took her hands in his.

Chelsea: I am talking about the sky you know.
Eric: So was I.

As he gazed at her, he gave her a quick wink.

Chelsea: Uh Huh…

She slightly nodded her head.

Chelsea: Anyhow, I'm going to meet Jake this afternoon.

Eric: Yeah, Missy wants to go out this evening.

He looked slightly disappointed. Pretend it is Haruhi, just pretend it is her, and you'll be able to get through this.

Chelsea: So I guess I'll see you later.

She stood up and turned away, Tamaki quickly stood up as well. Then grabbed her arm, gazing into her arms, he lightly whispered so only Alice could hear, "Haruhi" before pressing his lips to her.

Haruhi watched from outside of her trailer. She felt something strange inside her heart, pain. Pain she had not felt since her mother died. It was different in a way, yet it hurt almost as much. She didn't understand. What was going on with her?

Arisa was headed out the door of the coffee shop, when she got the biggest surprise in her life. Haruhi had just come from the movie shoot falling into her arms in tears.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know. I don't understand it…just that it hurts. It hurts so much." She let tears fall that usually only fall when it was raining and thundering. Today, it was completely sunny, yet she was sure it should have been raining.

"Haruhi what happened?"

"He kissed her like he kissed me," She stated quickly wiping the tears away, and then began to pull herself up.

"I see," Arisa registered quickly what was going on, "So Tamaki kissed you? How did it feel?"

Haruhi looked up at her in disbelief, "What does it matter?" she inquired. Arisa smiled.

"Oh nothing, just curious,"

"You're not Sharon, why does it matter?"

"Cause if it was bad it wouldn't matter how he kissed Alice, but if it felt good then... it is a whole other story, isn't it?"

"It was…it was…it felt…like it was right." She replied, astonished with herself. "It felt different with Hikaru like it was something we had to do, the one time we did kiss. This time I felt as though I wanted to, just as much as him, just because…"

"I see, there is the problem, so I take it appears he kissed Alice the same way."

"Yes,"

"Note the word 'appears' you were not inside his head you don't know what he was thinking or feeling when he kissed her. For all you know he could feel nothing for both of you." Haruhi thought about she was saying, if that was the case maybe she could go on with her life and ignore those strange feelings. That would be best.
Arisa couldn't leave it there. "Or he could have been thinking of you when kissing her." Surprise spread across her face, could that be true. "The questions are: Was he? And did you want him to?"

The Long overdue Kiss scene has finally arrived! Anyhow the Arisa and Kyoya scene seems a bit overwhelming or out of place, but I think it is needed. Both are very manipulative, while Arisa is more blunt she knows what words to use. Kyoya well we all know how manipulative he is. Well um…yeah about the slow update. There is this thing called Spring Break and I didn't take the laptop with cause I needed to be away from it. So I was in Texas for a week, with little access to a computer and no access to my writing. Anyhow hope you enjoyed it!

One Final Note: Thank you to my Editor!

Notes:

Might want to look at the prologue again.