Limitless Love
Chapter 11:
Haruhi found herself strolling along with Tamaki in the sunshine, absorbing the sun's bright rays. Now that the storm was over, there were only droplets falling from the trees. A soothing feeling was overflowing within her, no longer any fears overwhelming her or confusion. She now gazed up at him as he stopped at the bridge.
The moment reminded the model of a dream about the two of them basking in the sunset. He let his mind wonder on such wonderful things as he stared downward at the flowing river, sparkling in the sunlight. Then he grinned, "So beautiful." Blonde hair blew in the air and he seemed to be hypnotized by the beauty, a trait of his, he always seemed caught up in the world of such splendor.
"Yes, I believe now the storm has gone, things are much clearer." Neither completely aware they were talking about more than the weather.
"Yes, but without the rain how would the lovely flowers grow?" Haruhi looked thoughtfully at him. Most of the things he said had to do with romantic clichés, though seemingly wise, he was still a hopeless romantic at heart, even though she didn't understand all this romantic talk. A smile graced her face at the slight humor of this thought.
"Too much water will drown them," she pointed out, a finger on her chin in a thoughtful gesture, "but I do not see where you are going with such nonsense."
Sigh…the actor pressed the back of his hand on his forehead, "Oh my dear Haruhi, can you not see I'm trying to entrance you with my poetic talents."
"Such nonsense is silly," Tamaki frowned and began to look for a corner, "but I suppose saying such things suits you, and I suppose it doesn't sound as ridiculous coming from you." Perking up, he smiled at her. She was now positive that she was on her way of becoming a hopeless romantic just as much as any of the girls he charmed.
"Yoko, what do you think you are doing?" Kaoru watched her, intensely. She was quickly tossing things into the bags without a second thought. The expression on her face was one of pain and determination, staying a moment longer wasn't any option for her. This engagement was only an arrangement to their families but to her… it had been everything. This was a fact, and she wasn't going to wait for everything just to vanish from underneath her. Cutting her losses while she had a chance is not something she did often, but when it came to her heart she had to.
"I got to go." The coldness in her voice disturbed Kaoru, as she zipped her suitcase up. "I have a show in Tokyo to do."
"Can't it wait? You haven't been here that long. Will you at least say goodbye to Hikaru?" He was desperately trying to find away to keep the woman of his brother's dreams from disappearing. It seemed as there was really nothing he could do, yet he had to try.
"No, I can't…if I do…never mind," Wetness began to escape her eyes as she grabbed her suitcase and put it out in the hall. She picked up another, tossing her shoes carelessly in it.
"Yoko, please tell me what is going on!" the more sensitive twin pleaded looking directly in her dark eyes. Turning her head away, she tried to focus on the task of packing, "I know Hikaru is a little blind when it comes to your feelings, but you know…he does LOVE you."
"Does he?" for only a moment did she gazed upward at him, revealing everything she was feeling. He could see the angry, sadness, and worst of all the hurt written on her beautiful face. "I don't have time for this. I'm…running late for my flight." Suitcase in hand, she brushed past him.
"Yoko…" he reached out for her but didn't touch her as she quickly cascaded down the stairs. Why couldn't you see the sorrow you causing her, brother?
"Leon," she called, half way down. The man came up to take her suitcases. She followed behind. Kaoru knew there was no stopping her now. It was over.
Sharon had hidden underneath Tamaki's trailer, waiting for everyone to go home so she could attack her target: Alice Cannon. Once the beautiful actress was in sight the obsessive fangirl popped from behind causing the actress to jump and screech. The woman with long luscious black hair stared back in complete surprise.
"Wh…what is going on?" the fright inside her subside once she realized who her assailant was, "Oh…it's you!" She frowned. "What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing here?" The blonde glared at her, throwing her words back at her, and leaning closer to her face. "This is Tamaki's TRAILER!"
Alice tried to control the tears. "I needed to…," her voice was cracking, "to talk to him about something."
"You mean confess your love and try to steal him from Haruhi," Alice took a deep breathe trying to calm herself.
"It's not like that. I ju…just needed to explain my actions."
"What do you mean it is not like that? Are you telling me you don't love him?"
"Of course not, I do, I just…,"
"Quit playing games, he'll never be yours!"
"I know that," she admitted. "I mean don't you know how it feels? I thought you liked him as well." Sharon crossed her arms.
"Fangirl crushes are completely different from what you were trying to do last night." The blonde girl explained stomping her foot.
I guess," she whispered, "But I still need to talk to him," her voice firm and louder.
Adjusting his glasses, the shadow King watched the whole scene before him. Alice wasn't going to be a problem after all; actually she seemed to have sped up things in everyone else's favor. He would have to let Arisa know what was going on so she could help finalize his last move in this game.
"Tamaki," He pulled himself away from the bridge and turn his head to face hers with a smile. A expression of determination graced her face.
"Yes?"
"I want to know. Why did you leave us?"
"I thought I told you that before…anyhow, did you notice how much more lovely things is after the storm."
"Tama, what you told me before hardly explains a thing. The way you make it sound is that you left all your friends for a girl, I thought you were a man of higher standards. One who would never let some random girl get in between him and those most precious to him." The bright twinkle in his violet eyes was slowly dying, as a slight frown appeared on his face.
"Oh look a beautiful bird," he pointed up towards the sky. Haruhi followed his hand and rolled her eyes at the sight before her.
"There are ALMOST always birds in the sky, but the one time you point, there is not any at all."
"Well…" his joy fading, but quickly returning when he said, "Oh Haruhi you're so smart, no wonder you are doing so well in law school."
"Quit changing the subject!" She shouted.
"Yes, of course," Tamaki smiled sadly. "It was about a girl, but she isn't as random as you think."
"Who was she?" Something in her felt like it was slowly dying.
"You, it was about you. I couldn't save you." he went back to gazing over the bridge.
"Me?"
"Yes you," he smiled. Then a frown appeared on his face, "I failed you then and now…"
"What are you talking about?" Irritation made its way through her body.
"You are such a lovely rider, you appeared to be so happy that day." Drifting memories seemed to take over his mind.
"Huh? You left because…of the horse incident!" There. The feeling had fully hit her, she was completely annoyed.
"Yes," the admission fail off his lips, "I couldn't save you."
"You left because one time something bad happen to me and you could nothing about it! That is the dumbest excuse I ever heard." The blonde was more than slightly shocked. "Maybe I should blame you for not being with me at my mother's funeral or not saving her. No, maybe I'll just blame myself for not saving her. I mean I should have saved her, I mean even if I was a little girl…I," Trails of wet drops of rage found there way down her cheeks.
"Haruhi I…I," He reached out for her, but she pushed his hand away.
"Damn you! Baka! Rich bastard!" she snapped and glared upward at him. "You can't protect me from everything! Bad things happen sometimes there is nothing you can do about it." Her voice softened as she continued, "My mother died and you left, but I don't blame myself for those things. I just try to move on the best I can. Besides don't you remember how many times you saved me before?" Her brown eyes gazed at his violet ones.
"Haruhi," He called softly while his head was down in shame. "Maybe I did, but what if you…"
"And what if I never met you, then I wouldn't have known your friendship. What if you never did the things you do, maybe things would be better or perhaps worse. Do you realize how dangerous it is to live on the 'what ifs'? I do not live my life like that because it is a waste of time."
"Haruhi I," he smiled then exclaimed with complete delight, "You are so adorable when you are passionate!" Blink, blink, blink, went her eyes then…
"Baka, this is a serious moment!"
"Yes, of course, I know but it is STILL adorable."
"Sigh...I guess, now I just have one more question I need an honest answer to."
"Hai," The model nodded his approval.
"What was that kiss with Alice about?"
Kyoya sipped his coffee gazing at the woman in front of him. "Alice seemed to do little damage. I believe she actually did more good than bad. Of course, her feelings were genuine were they not?"
"Yes I believe," Arisa nodded in agreement as she set her cup down for a moment focusing on the man ahead of her. "That is really kind of sad, isn't it?"
"I suppose it could be seen as such, but I don't think it is as sad as one thinks." He continued drinking his coffee. "Her love was just infatuation, I believe. Many women fall for him, as well as men, so in time she will (as the others do) see those feelings fade and with it the pain."
"Pain. That is what I hate most about this love thing." Her coffee cup firmly hit the table, as she let out a deep breathe.
"Yes it is difficult, is it? I suppose that one could not fall easily, if they are afraid of such a thing."
"No, I suppose not, but why anybody would make it easy, is beyond me." Picking up her cup, she began to clean the table.
"Perhaps so they can be caught quicker." A confused expression was on her face, "When one falls in love, they are hoping the other returns their feelings, they are hoping to be caught." Arisa was mystified by his explanation, it was poetic. "Perhaps one day," he began to walk away, "you will let me catch you." Staring at the table, Arisa couldn't think of anything to say to that. Did he just say what I think he said?
For one of the rare moments in his life Tamaki couldn't say anything, "I…well…oh…I," Suddenly someone yanked him by the arm.
"Sir," the blonde turned to see Lionel and before he knew it, he was being whisked away to a photo shoot. Haruhi was shoved into the limo as well.
"Tamaki? Are you going to answer? Do you not have one? Surely, there is one." There was no way she let a question this important go unanswered.
"I well…it was practice."
"Practice?" she questioned, "but who were you…?"
"Sir, what is she talking about? And do you realize how far behind you put me in my schedule?" the easily stressed-out man asked.
"Lionel, sorry, I just had to make sure Haruhi was alright." He grinned brightly.
"Well, that's fine, but we have to make it up, so you'll be working twice as hard."
"But, I want to…,"
"We have arrived," the driver called from the front.
As soon as the doors of the limo opened, the two of them had quickly been separated. Haruhi was pulled to the side with Lionel to watch, (well...SHE watched, the French man made panic phone calls), while Tamaki had been taken to wardrobe and makeup.
There was a table in the center of the room, with two chairs. Two glasses sat in the center, along with a 2-liter of soda, giving the area a bit of a bar atmosphere. There was a gorgeous (obviously a supermodel) woman who had sat calmly waiting. She was slender with bright red hair that was wrapped up in a black ribbon. Her pale skin contrasted with the simple black dress and red heels she was wearing.
Tamaki came out and if Haruhi were any other girl she would have lost all sense of breathing. However she was who she was, though managing to keep a hold of herself when he entered the photo area was a little harder than she expected.
He was wearing tight black jeans that fit perfectly as if they were made especially for him. A slightly loose bright red T-shirt was worn, leaving his arms bare, along with a pair of black snake skin boots which mostly hid under his jeans. His outfit was completed with a black leather jacket with the logo of the soda company on the back. He looked absolutely gorgeous! Hair fell into his purple eyes as he gave a bright smile to the lady in front of him.
"Alright Tamaki, time to let the world see that beautiful face of yours again, so come on out. I want you to act like your seducing the girl of your dreams. Okay." The model sat across from the supermodel who was trying not to blush. Haruhi wondered if this behavior would be different than the way he behaved with other girls. It was.
When Tamaki sat across from the girl, the look in his eyes wasn't the same look he usually gave. He didn't have the same deep and seductive smile. No it was completely different. There was softness in those violet eyes. It kind of bothered her, that he easily could pretend this woman was someone else. Who does he think of? The smile he gave the red head was simple, it seem to say 'happy that you are here.' Then he didn't hold out his hand like he would normally, he didn't try to reach out for her face. Instead he laid it halfway across the table, inviting her to take it and so she did. He seemed be gentle, inviting, as opposed his usual over charming self, which was somewhat forceful.
"Good, I like that," The photographer began to snap pictures in different angles. He kneeled down taken pictures of the blonde's face. Then he would take side pictures, as well as ones in the front. It seemed Tamaki was perfect in every angle.
"Alright, I think that should be enough." The photographer pulled himself up with a smile, "I guess this is the last photo shoot for awhile."
"Last photo shoot?" Haruhi wondered looking over to Lionel who had stop pacing around and was now filling in Tamaki's schedule on the palm pilot. She glanced over to the handsome model. Do you think you are leaving before you give me an answer?
Author's Commentary:
As you guys know this is the edit and revise version of this chapter. I hope you read this before 12, considering this is the most changed. I felt I was letting the story take over the characters, instead of letting the story wrap around them. Anyhow, hope you enjoyed this, and, I bet you'll love chapter 12, matter fact let me give you a preview, (this is raw):
"What are you looking at Sharon?" Haruhi questioned, wanting to focus on anything then what her mind had been trying to focus on.
"Oh nothing,"
"When you say nothing it usually means it is something,"
"Well…,"
"Well what?" Sharon held up the paper. There was pictures of her and Tamaki at the fashion show. Headline: Lovers Exposed at the Height of Fashion.
"I see…," Alice's voice was soft, "you are trying to act like you misunderstand me, but you don't…not at all. There was something wet falling from her eyes. Tamaki looked up at her and surprised and he tried to wipe away her tears,
"I do not understand what you are saying, but I wish not to see you cry." Slapping his hand away her tears of sadness turn to rage.
"Liar! You do know what I am saying, you who seduce women, steal their hearts, break them, must be aware of a love confession!"
"Lovely lady."
"Quit it! Quit it!" She shook her head in angry, "I know you are trying to be kind, but this is just cruel." Green eyes of determination stared at him, "But this is cruel! Please!" she begged, "Please, just acknowledge my feelings I know you can't accept them." A hand stroke his cheek, "This is my fault I was trying to help you and ended up falling for you, rather quickly might I add." Soft, but slightly bitter smile graced her lips, "I suppose that is part of your charm. Will you just stop ignoring my feelings?"
You can't buy love, but it doesn't hurt
Story about a forced marriage between Haruhi and Tamaki. While Tamaki finds Haruhi adorable, she was still a commoner, and Haruhi finds him to be an overdramatic rich snob. How could this possibly work? However, her father and her could use the money.
Mending Broken Hearts
Tamaki and Haruhi were good friends along with Kyoya, the twins, and even Renge. However High School changes things and their friendship is broken. Can this relationship be mended when Tamaki meets up with Haruhi years later? When Tamaki looses his memory, from the last five years. How can Haruhi handle be his doctor? What is the secret Kyoya is keeping?
Give them something to talk about:
Tamaki and Haruhi are best friends for some odd reason. When Tamaki gets a girlfriend, whom his family loves, Haruhi starts seeing him in a different light, the same light that Tamaki has always seen her in. Oh, and of course there is the art manipulation by none other the Shadow King and Arisa.
Salon Girl:
Kidnapped by an emotional bandit, Haruhi just wants to go home, but she sees Tamaki has good intentions and doesn't want to leave him. Meanwhile two famous twin Sheriffs are closing in on them.
I'm looking for editors for: Can you feel the love tonight and the story I do end up doing,