I've finished exams! -dances around crazily- omg, I've finished high school now. -faints-.

I wrote this chapter fast. It's amazing how much you can do when you're excited. To make up for my 2/3 month absence,I made this chapter extra long - the longest I've ever written (close to 5000 words)- and I even drew a picture for it. .

The chapter has a much more "completed" feel to it. No cliff hangers. XD It's also a little Hunny centered. I hope you like it!

Chapter 12 Hunny's Grand Adventure!

--insert self drawn, cringe-worthy picture --

since this uploading thing won't allow me to type the address up in full (GAH!), please type in your window, http:// followed by img. followed by photobucket followed by .com followed by /albums/v288/firefaerie/hunnygp followed by .jpg (yes! that worked)

chibi style art drawn inexpertly with ink, tone and a very limited array of copic markers. Cleaned up on photoshop. (it's so hard cutting tone, even for something as simple as this! I don't know how the professionals do it.)

To the story now!:

Hunny woke up to the sounds of singing crickets. It was a little bit dark now and the moon had appeared in the orangey glow of the fading sun. "I must have slept for a few hours," pondered Hunny. He gave a small yawn and sat up from the hotel bed, wincing a little because his tiny body felt strained. "Bad Hunny," he chided himself, "not warming up before going in to fight Ayanokiji-san's men." He rubbed at his darling little eyes. After their fight and help to save Haruhi, Kyouya had ordered them to go this hotel. Mori protested. Hunny didn't mind. Tamaki took care of Haruhi very well, and besides he was so tired – he wanted to sleep straight away. The hotel that Kyouya had told them to go to was unfamiliar. The room swam in front of him and he felt empty and horrible inside. He still felt very tired. "To think sleeping will make it all better…I want to eat some cake," he wailed. No answer. "Takashi?" That was when he noticed, his best friend and cousin was NO WHERE to be seen! No one to give him some cake! No one to even lead him to the fridge! No one to tell him where it was in the new hotel!

"WAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Someone knocked hastily on the door. "Please, calm down. Is there anything I can do for you, sir?" A maid peeped in and was struck by the adorably cute scene of Hunny crying. "Please," she squeaked, rushing in to comfort the little boy (who is 18 by the way 0o) "Please tell me what is wrong?"

"My friend isn't here." Hunny said in between sobs.

"Awww…what is his name? What does he look like? I will see if he is in the hotel."

"Takashi." Hunny gave her a quick of description of Mori. The maid left, promising to find him. She didn't come back for several moments. That was when Hunny came up with a bright little idea. "AH! Takashi knows how hungry I am so he's gone to get cake for me!" He smiled happily. "All I have to do is find the fridge and he'll be there! Hmm…" the boy paused thoughtfully and shook his head regretfully, "I should have asked the maid for the keys to the kitchen. Takashi has all the keys. Oh well, I'll manage." Hunny skipped out his room and down the corridor, feeling incredibly happy about his adventure (to-find-//cake//Takashi-). One of the walls of the corridor was completely made in glass. Orange, late afternoon sunshine streamed through and added to his happy mood. He was deliriously happy until he saw-

"Tama-chan! What are you doing sitting on the floor?" he exclaimed in surprise at the figure slumped across the corridor. Tamaki sort of squished his body upwards until he was curled up and rocking on his heels.

"Hunny sempai," he mumbled in a low voice, "Do you think I'm a bad person?"

"Huh?" Hunny peered at him with inquisitive eyes. He promptly sat down right next to the morbid Tamaki. "Of course you're not."

"I'm not?" Tamaki blinked.

"You look serious troubled Tama-chan. That's rare," Hunny said sadly. "What makes you think you're a bad person? You don't steal other people's cakes nor do you do big bad things like murder…" Hunny gave a little shudder, "You told me it was okay to be myself. I think you're a very good person." He patted Tamaki's head. Tamaki smiled softly but the expression quickly died.

"Hunny sempai…I got angry at Haruhi…"

"Waa!!!!" Hunny looked at him surprise. "Why?"

"I don't know why…" Tamaki mumbled, looking truly miserable. He pulled his knees closer to his body. "I felt really angry and I couldn't stop myself. I stormed out on her. I really am a bad person."

"Just because you got angry at Haru-chan, doesn't mean you're a bad person," Hunny replied. "But not to say it was a good action," he added. Tamaki cringed.

"What should I do?" Tamaki murmured more to himself than to the boy besides him.

"Easy!" Hunny smacked Tamaki's head.

"OW!"

"You just need to apologize to Haru-chan of course!" Hunny chimed.

"Yeah…" Tamaki got up on his feet. His eyes were distant. "Thanks Hunny sempai," he drifted towards his room. "I'll go take a shower first, clear my head…"

Hunny blinked at Tamaki's sudden departure, and felt a little down. "Ah well, this was going to happen wasn't it? The day Tama-chan confronts his feelings…" he gave a huge sigh, as if the whole world was just too heavy resting on his shoulders.

Hunny felt depressed so the notion of cake was even more appealing. He tiptoed past the Shadow King's room. Kyouya was shut inside and the blinds were closed. The blue glow of computer screens was seeping out from underneath the door. Hunny stayed away. "Kyouya must be very busy…"he reasoned. The whole atmosphere was definitely clear; the serious-in-work-do-not-bother-me-evil-schemes-plotting kind of mood. But Hunny was also desperate for cake, so he didn't bother popping in and asking Kyouya what he was up to.

He had reached the end of the corridor when he heard a door slam. It was coming from the floor beneath him! Alarmed, he pressed his hands against the glass wall and looked down. He was on the second floor, and it overlooked the first floor including the reception room and the gardens outside. As a consequence, Hunny could see a fair bit of the grounds underneath him. Hunny couldn't believe his eyes. Out there, pelting off into the distance was…Kaoru! Even though light was fading, Hunny was pretty sure it was Kaoru. He had taken his jacket off, but it was the same sneakers, the same track pants that he had worn that early afternoon.

"Kaoru!" a cry bounded across the reception room. Hunny titled his head to see. Haruhi half stood up, fingers outstretched towards the door that had reopened because of the force and now was swinging slightly. It was clear Kaoru had just run away and was not coming back. Hunny saw Haruhi sink back to her chair with a very tired expression on her face.

"Haru-chan…" Hunny murmured in wonder. He felt even more unhappy. He didn't know what had happened, but- "The Host Club is falling apart!" Hunny sighed. "Ever since we came to India, things have gone wrong! I thought everything would be okay after we saved Haruhi. Right now, Kaoru is running away from Haruhi. Hikaru isn't anywhere near Kaoru. Tamaki is isolating himself. Kyouya is isolating himself. Takashi is gone and I'm all by myself!" The sun disappeared and shadows covered the gardens outside. The hotel's lamps flickered on. The idea of curling up in the corner and eating cake (of which he DID NOT have T-T) couldn't have been stronger at that moment. Then, from the depths of his mind, Hunny remembered something Takashi had said to him once:

"Mitsuke, sometimes the things you like, you must sacrifice them. Sometimes you must think harder on how to achieve what is most important to you."

Hunny made up his mind. Cake or the Host Club? Cake or friendship? "Hunny is going to solve everyone's problems for today," he said sternly. "Here's to Hunny's Grand Plan! To fix up the broken bonds within the Host Club!"

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Kaoru ran blindly in the darkness. The moment he had touched Haruhi's lips – he couldn't help it. He couldn't! There was something in her eyes, there was something pulling at him and that's why he had let all his barriers go. He had kissed her, held her soft face and put every bit of his emotions into that kiss, all the things that he couldn't say. I love you. I loved you the moment you stepped into our world. And I've been watching you and wanting to kiss you--He shouldn't have done it! But the moment he had touched her lips- He shouldn't have done it! Kaoru clenched his fists. He thought of Hikaru, and he felt disgusted at himself, at his failure. Hikaru, I'm sorry…I'm sorry, I'm sorry. This was it. This was the day everything would be smashed into pieces and it would all be his freaking fault, his carelessness…why? Why did he…kiss Haruhi? Why did he have to love her? Kaoru pushed the world out and wept.

"Kaoru…"someone slipped their arms around his waist and held on hard. Hardly daring to breathe, to believe, he turned around fearfully at that voice.

"H-Hikaru..?"

Hikaru's eyes were dull. He was very close. "Why? Why d-didn't you tell me?" His voice broke.

Kaoru turned and held onto his brother, burying his head into his shoulders. Hikaru let him. In that moment, it seemed a world of emotions passed between them; shared pain and gratitude for each other.

After the moment was spent they sat cross legged, facing each other.

"I was angry." Hikaru said bluntly.

"I know," Kaoru murmured.

"But I was more angry that you didn't tell me." Kaoru couldn't look at his twin's face, even though it was dark and he wouldn't have been able to see Hikaru's expression anyway. "Look at me Kaoru." Hikaru commanded. Kaoru looked up. The hotel lamps in the distance were reflected in Hikaru's eyes. "We used to tell each other everything."

"Yes," whispered Kaoru. He reached out for Hikaru's hands. They were trembling on something ragged and leathery.

"I was given your sketchbook."

His old and worn sketchbook. He thought he had thrown it away. He had thrown it away to Hikaru. The pages were all bumpy and harsh. And he knew, Hikaru had clenched that book hard, he had almost ripped it up. "Hikaru, why are you so calm?" He cried. "Be angry at me. Yell at me. Hate me. Don't look like that at me because I don't deserve it. Goddamit, I hurt you. Why did you come here? Why did you come here to comfort me knowing that-"

"Because we're twins." Hikaru interrupted.

Kaoru stopped and let the sound of his brother's voice wash over him. It can't be! But he's telling the truth. From that tone of voice: he isn't lying. He isn't saying words just to make everything okay. He means it and yet- Kaoru bit back a sob. Twins. I couldn't even make you happy Hikaru. "We-"

"Love the same girl," Hikaru finished the sentence. The truth was uttered for the first time.

Kaoru's heart twisted. "Then-"

"Kaoru, I would never hate you. Even if you like the same girl that I like. I was angry at first and I rushed here to confront you..." Hikaru's voice faltered and Kaoru closed his eyes tightly.

"Kaoru, I've been thinking." Hikaru continued in a steadier voice, "I thought back to you and Haruhi. You knew we both liked her and yet you suppressed your own feelings for me. But did you hate me? Did you yell at me?" Kaoru tried to answer but Hikaru continued. "I've been hurting you. I didn't even know my own brother enough to understand." Hikaru smiled bitterly. "I hurt you more than you hurt me."

"No-"

"When I saw you here, the pain on your face, in your body, I realized I couldn't be angry at you. I couldn't hate you. Because it was all my fault."

"WHAT are you talking about?" Kaoru felt like punching Hikaru. "What do you mean it was your fault? I did it, by being the worst twin in the world, keeping everything a secret."

"I'm the worst twin in the world, because I couldn't even understand my own brother." Hikaru exploded.

"That's because I kept everything secret!" yelled Kaoru.

"No, because I was too dumb!" Hikaru yelled back. "DON'T KEEP ON BLAMING YOURSELF!"

"HOW WERE YOU SUPPOSED TO KNOW HOW I FELT? TWIN TELEPATHY DOESN'T ACTUALLY EXIST, YOU IDIOT!" screamed Kaoru.

"YES IT DOES. I JUST COULDN'T USE IT. SO IT'S MY FAULT."

"NO, IT'S MINE."

"NO, IT'S MINE."

"MINE FOR INFINITY. HA, YOU CAN'T BEAT THAT."

"MINE FOR INFINITY PLUS ONE."

"INFINITY PLUS ONE IS INFINITY YOU IDIOT."

"Fine," snapped Hikaru, not wanting to get into the intricacies of mathematics at that moment, "It was your fault. ALL YOUR FREAKIN' FAULT. Happy?"

They started at each other for a split second.

And cracked up.

The night trembled with their laughter.

"I'm really sorry Kaoru," murmured Hikaru finally. "I was a real jerk."

"I'm sorry Hikaru. For not telling you. For not believing in you."

"-Apology accepted." They both said in unison. Startled, they grinned at each other; two white slices of brightness in the dark.

Hikaru outstretched his hand, "Promise me Kaoru, you won't leave Us for anything. We'll still be twins, yeah? We'll still tell each other everything, yeah?"

"Hikaru, you're the best brother I could have."

"No, you are." Hikaru tugged his twin into a hug.

"There's just something else, Hikaru." Kaoru murmured as he leaned into his brother's embrace. "I didn't tell you." He hesitated, but the world urged him on. "I kissed Haruhi." He felt Hikaru's body harden against his own.

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Haruhi touched her lips. They were still warm after Kaoru had kissed them. She never knew a guy's lips could be that – silky. And she could taste…oh she didn't know! It tasted…like…Kaoru. No duh. She sighed and ran a hand through her short brown hair. The minute she had gotten over her shock in realizing that Kaoru's mouth was covering her own, he had wrenched himself violently away and pushed himself off her. Gee, was she that bad to kiss? Haruhi stared at the door. It had stopped swinging now. Why did Kaoru kiss me? I mean, it can't have been romance otherwise he wouldn't have run away. And I thought we were friends. Isn't he supposed to tell me what the hell is going on? She thought back to the past few days. First Hikaru gets upset after I went dress shopping with Kyouya. Next they act as if nothing happened. Then they kidnap me to India. Then Hikaru acts weird. Then Kaoru kisses me and runs away. I really don't understand what is going on. Haruhi let out another long tired sigh. I can't work it out! Her thoughts drifted. And Kyouya is more totally off the limits than ever – I mean he actually wanted to kill Ayanakoji???!!! And Tamaki gets angry at me with no reason at all. No, it's because I don't understand the reason. The way he looked at me, it seemed like I had hurt him so bad. What did I do? I don't know, I didn't want to hurt him…She jumped a little. Oh yeah, he wants me to find a Prom partner by tonight. How the hell am I going to do that? Who can I go with anyway? Haruhi picked up an educational magazine lying on the table besides her and started to read it. The wonderful logic of mathematics was just so simple and refreshing. Why is this so hard? Why is everything so complicated? What's going on with ALL of them? It never used to be like this…With a pang, Haruhi remembered the time when her mother died. Although she had been little, the whole world had darkened when she realized she would never see her smile again. Plunging herself into school work and aiming to be a lawyer just like her mother had cut off that darkness. She was going to see her again if she worked hard. That was her philosophy. An illogical one, but a philosophy all the same.

Haruhi starting feeling stupid, nobody was dying this time, but some of that darkness was seeping back. Why? Sometimes you thought the world was so simple, you could block it out and make it simple, but it always came back to haunt you.

"I don't understand…" She had never fully understood why her mother had left her. And now she couldn't understand what was happening to her friends. Yes, she had to admit, all them were dear friends to her. They had transformed from stuck up, filthy rich, idiotic, manipulative snobs to good and loyal friends. Hikaru, Kaoru, Tamaki, Kyouya, Hunny, Mori…Which reminds me, what happened to Mori and Hunny? At least they were acting like normal…

KNOCK KNOCK

Startled, Haruhi sprung up from her chair. Someone was knocking the door of the reception room. In the glow of the lamps outside, she could make out a very short shadow of a figure.

"Ah," Haruhi cleared her throat. "You can come in you know."

The door was opened tentatively. The small hands were gripping the door and the nails were painted a pretty pink.

"Haruhi-kun?" A high pitched voice asked nervously.

Haruhi stared. "Yes, it is me." The girl standing before her was very short. She had curly blond hair tied into long pigtails. She was wearing a simple summer dress underneath her enormous but stylish coat.

"It's Juri-san!" she said with enthusiasm. "Do you remember me?"

"Uh-" Haruhi felt slightly confused. Yes, that person did look vaguely familiar.

"It's okay." The girl answered sadly. "I'm in your class you know, but I know that Haruhi-kun works very hard and doesn't take much notice of all the people around her."

Haruhi opened her mouth to say something but Juri stopped her. "I came to visit India and I was so delighted to hear that you were here."

"How did you know?" Haruhi was privately glad that she had borrowed the twins' clothes, (the normal looking ones) that rendered her enough to pass as a boy. Thank god they hadn't forced her into taking off her pajamas, to wear some horrendously cute or too revealing female outfit.

"I just did," Juri beamed. "So I decided to talk, coz I never get much of a chance back at school."

"Oh…"

"SO Haruhi-kun," Juri winked at her. "Who are you going to the Prom with?"

"Um…no one yet."

"Waaa!!!!!" Juri was shocked. "But so many people want to go to the Prom with you!"

"Really?" Haruhi started feeling gloomy. I don't want to talk about the Prom.

"Haruhi-kun, Prom Partners are really important. You better hurry up and choose someone otherwise-"

"No, they're not." Haruhi interrupted softly. "It shouldn't. It's about having a good time. The way Ouran agonizes over the whole partner business is foolish. It shouldn't be this important." She thought about Ayanakoji and surprisingly felt pity for the girl. She was only a "victim" of the social pressures.

"Well…" Juri looked thoughtful. "I guess it isn't that important. But the Prom is like the ultimate date."

"Date?" Haruhi looked surprised.

"Prom partners are couples. That's why people are so finicky about them."

"Well, I choose not to be so finicky about it. I'm not dating anyone. I'm not in that sort of relationship. So the Prom isn't going to be significant for me," Haruhi said in a matter of fact voice.

"But…you are," Juri said slowly. "You're in serious relationships that you haven't started yet."

"What do you mean?" Haruhi frowned.

"Did you know every single member of the Host Club wants you as their partner?" A dreamy look passed by Juri's face.

"WHAT!!!!" Haruhi almost fell off her chair. "Did you just say the other Host Club members? All want to be my partner?"

"Mmm…"Juri nodded firmly.

"BAWAHHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!" Haruhi started laughing. She rolled on the ground.

"Don't," Juri looked upset. "Don't laugh. It's true."

"Please," Haruhi wiped tears of laughter away from her eyes. "Tell me this is a joke."

"It's not," Juri frowned.

"I know how much you girls like to match make," reasoned Haruhi.

"I'm being serious!" Juri squealed insistently.

Haruhi sighed. "We're all good friends. But they aren't seriously romantically interested in me. Of course they wouldn't be. I'm a boring commoner aren't I?"

"No you're not!" Juri said indignantly. Haruhi started moving off, shaking her head clear of the idea. "Haruhi-kun!" pleaded Juri. Her voice changed. "They love you. Every single one of them loves you, not just as a friend but as a woman!"

"Sorry," Haruhi said kindly. "But I'm sure that's all a misunderstanding." She turned to leave but stopped. "Wait. How do you know I'm a girl? You said woman!"

"Uh-" a look of guilt flashed across Juri's face. Then she beamed. "Please think over what I said, Haruhi-kun." And with that she proceeded to rush out of the room.

"Hey! Wait!" Haruhi made a grab at the tiny nimble figure.

RIP

Shocked, Haruhi reeled back. Something had ripped viciously. She stared down at her hands. Two curly pigtails. Shit! Did I just pull out all her hair? She looked at "Juri" and her mouth fell right open.

"H-H-HUNNY SEMPAI???!!!" The blonde wig dropped from her hands.

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"Juri." Haruhi said faintly.

"It was my first bunny's name…" Hunny admitted shamefully. "I dressed up as a girl so you wouldn't know it was me and girls admit stuff to other girls rather than boys."

"Right…" Haruhi was looking a little dazed. Hunny. In a summer dress and a stylish coat. She looked down at the wig. She had only pulled out one pigtail from the rubbery scalp thing. (Urgh I don't know what they're called).

"Tamaki gave me these," Hunny pointed at his clothes, "it was my costume for his plan."

"Oh…"

"Sorry…" Hunny apologized in a small voice.

"No, it's ok." Haruhi sat down. There was a pause. "Hunny sempai, what you said. Was that true?"

"Huh?" Hunny peered at the girl. She had gotten over her shock in seeing him. "Yeah." He replied seriously.

"You would know, I guess." Haruhi sighed. "But it doesn't make sense."

"Why doesn't it?" Hunny retaliated. "Think back."

Haruhi thought about it. Tamaki must have gotten angry because he cared for me too much. Tamaki rarely gets angry. Kyouya, he – he was all cold and scary, no he was being… protective. Hikaru, he goes red whenever I say something and he stammers. He never used to be nervous around me before. Kaoru? He kissed me. And then he ran away. Mori- he stares at me more often. And I haven't seen him for a while, he's avoiding me. Are these symptoms of love? Surely not-

"Are you ok?" Hunny questioned, breaking her chain of rapid thoughts.

"It isn't every day you discover all your best friends are in love with you…I've received love letters but never this… " Haruhi replied faintly. "Wait," she turned to stare at Hunny. "You said every member of the host club loves me. You-"

Hunny flushed as he realized what Haruhi was actually asking him. "I like you a lot Haru-chan. You're like a big sister."

Haruhi smiled. "And you're like a little brother."

Hunny beamed back. "But Haru-chan, now that you know, you have to make a decision about your Prom Partner. And although the Prom isn't important, there are feelings involved, so be careful Haru-chan."

"Yeah…" sighed Haruhi. Hunny patted her hands reassuringly.

"I don't know what to do…"

"Well…I have an idea," Hunny ventured doubtfully. Haruhi blinked at him. "Clearly, if you chose one of them, the others are going to be upset. So…so…"

"So?"

"Well," Hunny was hesitant. "You could just not go with anyone of them. That way everyone will feel the same!"

"I suppose…" Haruhi nodded slowly. "But then who should I go with?"

"I know!" cried Hunny. "How about going with me instead?"

"WHAT?!!!???"

Hunny looked serious. He really thought it would solve all the problems.

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"Hunny, let me think about all this. Will that be okay?" Haruhi asked carefully, a moment later. She couldn't believe Hunny had just popped the question- to have her as his Prom partner.

"Sure," Hunny said easily. He tugged at her hand as she tried to go up stairs to her room. "Haru-chan, do you know where the kitchen is?"

"It's to the right, at the bottom of those stairs." Haruhi replied, bemused at the change of subject.

"Thank you!" Hunny bounded away. A minute later, he back and tugging her hand again. "Haru-chan, can I borrow your keys?"

"Um, ok. But return it to me after you finish with them." Haruhi dropped her keys in his eagerly outstretched hands.

"Thank you!" He disappeared.

Haruhi shook her head. She stared out the glass panels and into the starry night sky. "Where are they all now? I'll never find them all." The stars twinkled at her. The moon was a sliver of white. And the bright orange spot, it must be the planet Mars – ah Roman God of war. And the overly bright, pulsing, silver speck must be the planet Venus – ah the Roman Goddess of Love.

"I might as well send a text message." Haruhi walked wearily up to her hotel bedroom.

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Six different mobile phones rang shrilly at the same time in the night. Six mobile screens brightened up with the following message:

Hey,

I want to talk to you all face to face but I can't seem to find any of you guys anywhere. This is why I am sending this long message.

I know about your intentions now, about the Prom. I'm sorry for not realizing. I sometimes wonder if I study too much and that's why I don't take any care or notice... I'm sorry. I never wanted to hurt any of you.

I feel…overwhelmed I guess. I don't really know what to do. Please give me sometime to think about it. Please, let's be just the Host Club like we've always been,

Haruhi

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"Are you going to be angry at me now?" Kaoru murmured. Outside the wind was cold and went right through his clothes. He felt cold. Colder than he had ever been in his life.

"No." Hikaru sighed. Moonlight dappled over his features. The leaves crunched under his sneakers as he walked away. "You saw the message, Kaoru. Let's just be normal. For now. For Haruhi."

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Inside a black limousine, a dark shape shifted slightly. Mori leaned back on his seat and slipped his mobile away. "Chauffer," he spoke, "I'd like to go back to the hotel now."

"Not the reservoir? I thought you wanted to go for a night stroll."

"No, not tonight."

"Rightio. I'll turn back now."

"Thank you."

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The ensuite of room 43 on the second floor was full of white and pink fog. Someone had used too much of the hotel's famous bath bubbles and cleansing foam. It was a wonder that the man inside wasn't suffocating from the heavy perfumes. No, he had finished his shower and bath. He had wrapped a towel around himself and he was staring intensely at the screen of his mobile, which he had just retrieved from his trouser pockets. Tamaki closed his eyes and smiled. "My Haruhi…"

A minute later, this quiet moment was broken by some excited squealing. "AH! Haruhi, we shall resume being the host club. Tomorrow, it will be the Host Club's compulsory excursion around India. Ah, Daddy will take you to see some elephants!" The excited boy punched in a message enthusiastically and sent it to his friends.

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Room 46 on the second floor was quiet. Even the tapping of computer keys had stopped. Kyouya, half way through arranging the expulsion of Ayanakoji from Ouran Academy, was struck thoughtless by a text message for the first time in his life. He didn't say a word. He didn't move for five full seconds. He jumped as his phone beeped again. After quickly opening the message, Kyouya's eyesbrows twitched. "Elephants, again, eh?" He said quietly.

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Light was spilling from under the kitchen door. Hunny was happily immersing himself in cake eating – his favourite hobby. As he gulped down his 5th cake, he thought back to how everything was going to be okay. Haruhi knew now. She was going to make the choice. And that was that. His mobile rang again and he picked it up. He almost choked on a chocolate truffle. "AHHH!!!" he cried happily, once he had swallowed. "We're going to see elephants tomorrow!" Things couldn't have turned out better. "Thank you Takashi," Hunny murmured. "For telling me that sometimes the things you like, you must sacrifice them and that sometimes you must think harder on how to achieve what is most important to you." He grinned. "Coz I did it. The adventure to achieve what is most important to me- I did it successfully all by myself."

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Which leaves the question: What exactly is the most important thing in Hunny's life? O0

AN/: OK, votes for Prom King and Queen are definitely closing on the 24/Nov. Chapter 13 is "Elephants" and Chapter 14 will be "Announcement of Prom King and Queen."

Endless thanks for everyone who is reading this. You make this fanfic alive! To my reviewers: I appreciate every one of your comments and all the feedback you give to me,

THANK YOU, for infinity! XD

I will back to updating weekly, until next week

lu.e3