Chapter 9

Limitless Beauty

The Twins had invited all of the Host Club as well as Arisa, and Sharon (whom was latching onto Tamaki every chance she got) to their fashion show. Currently, they were in the limo giving the supermodel little room to escape from the fangirl. Lionel was looking through his palm pilot.

Meanwhile Haruhi wondered about what Arisa had said, "The questions are: Was he? And did you want him to?" Did I want him to be thinking about me when kissing another woman? Why? She shook her head, she really didn't want to think about this, but she couldn't help but let her mind wonder. That kiss…it was…so good. If it was just a kiss to him…what does that mean? It means…it hurts. Why does it hurt so much? I want him to be thinking of me when he was kissing her. I want to be the most important person in his life. Why do I want to have so much value in his life?

"Now sir we can not stay for more than two hours," The Frenchman pointed out.

"But…Lionel I must stay for all of it. I must spend more precious time with my darling, Haruhi! We do NEED to go over some more lines!" This caught Haruhi's attention and she gazed upward earning her a charming smile. How can that smile break my heart? It is the smile he gives every girl, when he is charming them. Making all the women in the world happy seems to be his life goal, but one has to wonder how it would be with his true love.

"You'll have time tomorrow, after your scene with Alice," Lionel reminded Tamaki.

"But tomorrow…sigh…is so far away!" he cried almost falling backwards. The brunette rolled her eyes.

"Idiot," she muttered as she followed everyone into the building. Stepping inside, the place was huge! The walkway was silver, all the seats were cushioned in black, and there was a balcony above. Haruhi noted the few guests that were coming in, several of them were dressed in tight suits and wearing a press pass. Warning bells should be going off. It was dangerous, especially with the host club in the same building not to mention the same room. She leaned back in a chair and just hoped disaster was not in the air. She didn't need any more stress of any kind. Staring up she saw Arisa sitting two seats from her with Kyoya on the other side of her. Then Sharon yanked Tamaki to sit by her but he didn't complain too much because with great precision he magically had ended up next to his 'daughter' or true love.

After the audience was settled the lights dimmed for a moment followed by bright colorful flashing ones. Then the show begun, the first woman on the floor was a beautiful American model. Her long blonde hair was wrapped in a French braid with black feathers sticking out. Pale skin was enhanced by the silver dress that clung tightly to her body, and it flared down at her feet. The dress had thin see through layer of black with music notes imprints. She was really beautiful and each model following her was just as beautiful. None however could compare to Yoko, the type of woman who could look great in anything.

Haruhi smiled as Yoko made her way down the runway only stopping for the photographers. The gorgeous dark haired woman would flash a perfect smile. Everyone was awed by her beauty. She was wearing silky, baggy, black, pants with a simple red top that barely covered her breasts, and was tied in the front. Standing on black on high heels strapped by little red roses, she was absolutely stunning. Haruhi then directed her attention to where Tamaki was sitting. He appeared enthralled at the sight of Yoko, but in a different way then with any other girl. The former host girl wasn't sure what it meant until the handsome blonde spoke. "Our Hikaru did well, mom." the super model remarked peering over his 'daughter's' shoulder to speak with Kyoya.

"Yes, he did, perhaps our 'daughter' will do as well." After adjusting his glasses the Shadow King gave a quick glance towards Haruhi. Arisa gave him a grin that let him know she KNEW what he was up to. Haruhi glanced back and forward between the two. There was no sign of mischief, which meant exactly THAT. She frowned slightly, but smiled when she saw Tamaki still grinning.

"I say that Hikaru made a wise decision, I don't suppose you could make such a choice when it comes to choosing someone." Haruhi knew she should be careful; she didn't want to show any of her feelings. Though, she had never been afraid of them before, but…she wasn't quiet ready for Tamaki to know what she was feeling, when she didn't even know what she was feeling herself. Though she couldn't help but inquire about why he was still single. "I wonder how come you don't have someone yet. Does it make it hard being a star?" It was a question out of pure curiosity.

The blonde actor/model was surprised but he smiled and spread his arms out. "How could I possibly choose among all the women who present themselves to me? As the former Host Club King I …." He replied then sighed. "Besides the one and only love for me is a heart I can not have. I couldn't settle for less."

"Tama," she softly said very lightly touching his hand and he grasped it gently. Sadness never suited him in her eyes. Haruhi looked to her side away from him, "Baka, how do you know you don't already have her heart?" He let go of her hand then sunk in the chair.

"Oh Haruhi, you are so cute when you are worried!" A joyful sound escaped his lips than he frowned, "Why must you say such things in a perfect moment?"

"What perfect moment?" she shouted. Why is my heart beating fast? Why are my lips so close to his again? Her face was right in his, hoping for the intimidating effect. Unfortunately or maybe fortunately, Haruhi seemed to be the one feeling the effect.

Tamaki gazed into her brown eyes. It would be so easy. Time seem to have stopped. He pushed his head upward, much to his surprise Haruhi had began to move slightly closer.

She didn't understand it, but that last kiss felt so…wonderful. Then again…it left her confused. This thought made her move her head away as Tamaki got closer again. He was closing his eyes. No… I can't do this again! Oh I want to…but I want it to be… Why am I acting like an idiotic fan girl? Well, I'm not exactly. I am…I am…She leaned closer, closing her eyes. I am acting like I am in… All the sudden Haruhi felt herself being pulled away from Tamaki against her will. She jerked her head upward to find the twins were at it again.

"Your turn!" they exclaimed.

"Oh bother," she muttered.

Tamaki had been ready to kiss his lovely Haruhi again, when he felt air. Opening his eyes to reveal that she was gone, she must have run away! "Oh no! Haruhi is gone!" he exclaimed. Panic took over as he began to take off running after her, when Kyoya and Sharon yanked him back into his seat. The blonde fangirl had her arms wrapped around his waist. The shadow king swiftly moved into the previous occupant's seat. Then he adjusted his glasses.

"I believe the twins wanted to use her for the fashion show."

"Oh," Hunny clapped his hands, "Haru-chan is so cute! She'll make a lovely model!"

Tamaki blinked his eyes, and looked down at Sharon. Then Kyoya looked over at Arisa. She grinned as she yanked on the blonde girl's collar.

"Ow!"

"Don't whine!" Arisa stated firmly, bopping her on the head. "You shouldn't latch onto to gorgeous guys! Your stupidity might rub off onto them!"

"You're mean!" Sharon exclaimed rubbing her head.

"Please calm down!" Lionel exclaimed as panic began to seize him he slowly, nervously, gazed above him, "It won't do Tamaki any good to have any more bad press." His voice lowered as all the women and men wearing press badges turned their heads. "This place is crawling with them."

The shadow king calmly adjusted his jacket, "I believe Tamaki can't get any dumber, so don't worry about it Arisa."

"What!" the overdramatic model yelled. Cameras were suddenly all turned to him. "Um…" Tamaki tugged at his shirt in an uneasy motion, "Oh look!" he pointed at the woman on stage, "How lovely!" The press returned their photo equipment to where it belonged, off of him.

"Not again!" Haruhi declared as she tried to make a run for it. Yoko was holding her makeup kit with one hand while grabbing the former host girl with the other. The twins helped push their adorable friend back into a chair.

"Calm down," Yoko demanded, she looked over to the twins with a smile, "We are going to make you lovely!" The twins nodded their heads in agreement. The supermodel proceeded to attack Haruhi with all her makeup, while the twins went through several of the dresses.

"Nope," Hikaru stated as he threw a little black dress down.

"No," Kaoru tossed another one. Then he held a slim blue dress with a rose on the side.

"Cute" they both said looking at the other, "but not cute enough."

The show was about to end when the twins made an appearance. Hikaru was in tight black pants, while Kaoru was in tight red pants, and both where wearing loose shirts that were red and black. "The little devils," they announced as they smoothly switched spots, "have one last outfit to show!" They stepped aside, allowing Yoko to come up in front of the stage. She was now wearing a tight white glittery dress that showed her stomach which had two straps across right above her waistline. Gracefully, she strolled to the front of the stage.

"Introducing the ultimate in Hitachin twin fashion," she stopped in front of everyone and held her hands out waiting for Haruhi.

Meanwhile Haruhi was looking for an exit, but it was hard to run in the dress she was wearing, especially with the shoes she had on. The twins had caught her before she got two feet away, and shoved her through the curtains. Yoko wiped the sweat off her brow in relief. She then delivered a sincere smile at seeing the brunette who was currently regaining her balance on really high purple spiked heels.

Haruhi really slowly walked down the runaway, Yoko came up to her and whispered, "Just try to follow me this time." The brunette nodded her head as she tried to do what the beautiful woman was doing in front of her (who was a professional at it). Nervousness had never been so present before in the former host girl's life. What were those idiot twins thinking! With every step she had the focus of all the reporters, even more importantly the most handsome, nicest man, Tamaki Suoh. The burden she had lightened a little, as she saw his gaze was on her, only her. He gave her the most beautiful smile ever. Something she was sure she only saw very rarely, a true smile, not a well-prepared host club smile.

Tamaki didn't know if he had been able to breathe the moment Haruhi almost fell on stage. His fear of her getting hurt quickly turned to pure joy when he saw her stand proud as she was beautiful. Beautiful, so beautiful, he was sure now he would never be able to breathe again, but it had nothing to do with fear.

She was wearing a very light violet shiny halter-top dress that revealed her slight curves and pulled her small breasts upward. A slit on the side showed off her smooth legs. Up at the halter, there were small dark purple sequences while the whole dress was covered in beads that formed little hearts. There was also a violet belt around waist. Finally, the purple spike high heels were strapped with silver heart buckles.

"We call it!" the twins announced, each grabbing a shoulder. "The cute girl's love dress!" they shouted. The reporters furiously wrote notes down and Haruhi couldn't help but roll her eyes at the drama, but a light smile found its way on her face when she found Tamaki clapping. "Oh so adorable!" he exclaimed, the press went even more insane at the sound of the gorgeous actor and supermodel clapping his hands.

"Who is the model?" some random reporter asked.

"Haruhi," Arisa announced.

"Tamaki's Haruhi?" the reporters questioned.

"Is she the lover of the great Tamaki Suoh?"

"Oops," Arisa said giving Kyoya a wink. He just grinned.

The next moment nobody predicted. Haruhi had been completely shocked by the flash of a camera right in her face and lost her footing. She began to fall forward off the stage. Tamaki had quickly tried to rush out of his chair, but too many reporters surrounded him. Haruhi was falling and he couldn't save her, if she hit her head it could be bad.

Hunny quickly ran over to the reporters and gave a quick kick that made all them fall backwards. He turned his head to give Mori a quick nodded, in the next moment the tall dark quiet man leapt over several seats towards the front. Just before she hit her head against the metal of the arm rest of the chair Haruhi found herself in a pair of arms and looking up to see a dark head man. It was Mori. He had rescued her again. Tamaki Suoh was reminded of an incident that happened before he left. When he and all members of the club went horse back riding, something dreadful had almost happened to Haruhi then too.

Tamaki had been riding his horse expertly and smiled at the sight of Haruhi. She was indeed lovely with a bright smile on, and enjoying the view. The sun's rays warmed her pale skin, the blue skies brighten the world, and the beautiful flowers were blooming. Then suddenly everything changed in a moment. A crack sound shot through the air. Her horse jumped up for a moment, she held on tight as she could, but it took off running. Trying to calm it down, she whispered words of comfort, but the creature simple wouldn't relax. Hikaru and Kaoru tried to come to her rescue, as the horse galloped swiftly across the fields.

"Hold on," Tamaki shouted. Then kicked his horse and went after her. "Hikaru and Kaoru cut her off," he commanded. His white stallion running at the fastest pace it could.

"Yes Lord," they replied taking off to find a quick and safe way to get in front of the horse. Mori and Hunny rode in pursuit as well. Kyoya was checking his map, to see where she was going. He quickly dialed his cell phone calling the King.

"Kyoya, this isn't the time," Tamaki told him.

"There is a cliff nearby," he stated simply before hanging up. The host king froze for a moment, but then determination hit him. He kicked his horse again.

The twins had managed to get in front of Haruhi. Coming swiftly behind, Tamaki tried to grab the reigns. Half his body was off the horse as he lunged forward, and missed his target, instead was greeted by the ground. The pain in his arm over took him as he tried to get up again. Desperation hit him as he looked to see Haruhi nearing the cliff.

Mori had mange to catch the horse by the reigns. He gave them a firm yank, stopping the wild brown mare. "Haruhi," At that moment one of Tamaki's fears ran through his mind. 'She could of…if Mori hadn't…she could of…I couldn't.' Pain hit him even harder, but it wasn't the pain from his broken arm.

"Senpai," Haruhi called. Kyoya had run over to his aid. Everyone was getting off their horses heading to his side. Tamaki stood up, cradling his arm, and the host girl tried to help him, but he pushed her away, tears in his eyes. She was surprised as she watched him grab his horse and walk back. "Tamaki," she whispered she started to run after him, but the shadow king held her back, "leave him be," he commanded.

"But," Kaoru began, "Lord…is,"

"He needs to be alone," he told them. After that day, the host king went back to his normal self, yet Haruhi could sense he seemed a little less happy. Nobody knew that he had been upset because he had failed to save the most important person in his life.

The twins quickly took Haruhi off the stage and just as fast they got her out of the dress she had been wearing. She was so surprised to hear her own voice when she asked, "Can I keep this one?"

The twins stared at the other for a moment then looked at her in disbelief.

"Of course," Kaoru replied with a grin, "Though, I am surprised to hear you want this one. We must have done well!" He turned to Hikaru who just gave a big grin as well.

Yoko had watched the whole interaction with the twins. Why was it hurting her to watch them together? They clung to that girl when they brought her backstage, earlier. The Japanese model was jealous, but why? Hikaru's heart belonged to her right? Right? She started to doubt as she watched the twins kissing Haruhi on each cheek. They just seem so close and Yoko was…well…Hikaru had no problem showing affection to her, yet sometimes she felt as though it was for show. It looked so natural with the former host girl.

Lionel was ready to panic more than now, than ever in his entire life. Tamaki was not being…well…Tamaki. He didn't insist they stay longer or take Haruhi home, no, instead he was being overdramatic about being tired. Exhaustion, he never let it spoil a chance to be with those precious to him. Something was wrong and anyone who knew the handsome blonde man knew it. Lionel had to do something, he saw Haruhi was about to get in another limo with the twins and Yoko, an idea came his mind, "We'll take you ladies home."

"No!" Arisa yelled. Everyone quickly turned to look at her, including Kyoya who adjusted his glasses again. Sharon pouted her lips. "There is no way I'm letting Sharon go with Tamaki, after what she tried to pull earlier."

"Hey I didn't do anything I wouldn't normally do!" The fangirl pointed out.

"I know! THAT'S exactly why you are going with me."

"And me." Arisa blinked and turned to Kyoya who had just spoken. "I'm in the mood for coffee, aren't you?"

"I don't know, it is almost midnight and I need to get some sleep."

"Well, the morning then, now my limo is over here."

"Who said I was going with you?" Sharon watched the interaction between the two. She wanted to laugh, but life was precious. Arisa would never let her live if she laughed at this moment. It was obvious her friend liked the guy however the girl was stubborn, loving her life as it was, she didn't want a change, especially in the form of a hot guy. That was exactly what Kyoya was offering, and no way was the green eyed girl going to not put up some kind of a fight. Nope, the man would have to trick her into it. Though, the blonde girl could tell from an earlier scene between the two that is exactly what he was best at. Too bad for him, Arisa was good at it too.

"Fine, go with Tamaki," Kyoya suggested and the fangirl perked. The black haired woman growled.

"We'll come with you alright, because there is no way I'm letting Sharon go with him." Finally, giving in.

Author's Commentary:

This is the edited and revised version of this chapter. I don't know if it is any better or not, but hopeful it is. I'm trying smooth everything out before I write the chapter 12 and the final.