This is the last chapter, but I'm going to do an epilogue. Fear not, dear friends!
I also might do a sequel, but you won't have to read this to read the sequel. It will stand alone but be dependent too. Hmm, that made no sense.
Tamaki lunged.
Everyone stared in horror at the blurred form making for the door. Tamaki was somehow very athletic, despite his disdain for "wasting time getting all sweaty." Come to think of it, that might have just meant menial labor. It was hard to tell sometimes.
Tamaki was a yard from the door when someone appeared in his path. Poor Tamaki ran right into Hikaru's fist. He lashed out wildly, but was unable to actually hit Hikaru.
"Let me through, you evil doppelgänger!" Tamaki was running out of time. The others were closing in. But Hikaru said something that stopped them all in their tracks.
"You hurt Haruhi. Unforgivable." Then he punched Tamaki in the face.
When Tamaki came to, he was tied to a chair. The rope they had used appeared to be some kind of silk...thing...wait, was that a necktie?
"Tamaki Souh. You have committed grievances against Haruhi Fujioka, and, by association, the former Ouran High School Host Club. We have taken action and you are to be punished. What do you have to say for yourself?"
Tamaki sighed. "Can you let me out of this, please? It really hurts."
In a few seconds he was unbound. The doors were still being guarded, though, so there wouldn't be a quick exit.
"Thank you. Now, what grievances have I done? I can't think of anything..." That she would know of, he added in his head.
"Cheating." And the story was revealed to Tamaki in glittering detail.
He stared at all of them. He swallowed hard. And then he laughed. He roared. He positively shook with mirth.
"I would never cheat on Haruhi! I thought you all knew how much we love each other! Ms. Evalina is a new business associate of my father and she left her things at the office. I volunteered to return them to her. Really! I swear!"
"Then what about the way you were acting Tuesday?" countered Haruhi.
"I...umm...erm...I just...you see..."
"Look," said Hikaru. "You've hurt Haruhi and we, her virtual brothers, will fight for her." He leaned in close to Tamaki. "And I personally can't stand the way you take your luckiness for granted like that. Prove that you love her. Prove that you care!"
"I..." Tamaki swallowed.
"And," continued Haruhi, oblivious to the conversation between the two men, "If everything's fine, then why does Kyoya say that you have been visiting a store called Stephanie's lately? It seems you frequent it."
Kyoya muttered, "I'm afraid I can't find much out about it though. None of our families appear to have any connection to it."
Tamaki saw that it was, indeed, le moment. Besides, he didn't have many options.
"I have been visiting Stephanie's...to get this." He pulled out a blue velvet box and dropped to a knee. Opening it, he revealed a ring, plain in design but strangely captivating.
"Mon cher Haruhi, still vice plait, will you marry me?"
"Oh my-oh Tamaki-I-I-I'm so sorry for all this we did-I-wait, what?"
Tamaki just smiled. And she gave her answer then.
"I bet he didn't even know he was using French," grumbled Hikaru.
Yep, I did it that way again. Don't worry, I'll make an epilogue.
I really like the idea of a jealous Hikaru. I always thought that he was so cute when he was fighting over Haruhi.
Sorry that I alluded to chapter 1. It might have been a bit obscure since we're so far in right now.
Also, I reverted to my bad habit of making a short chapter. Gomen, gomen. I really didn't mean to but old habits die hard.
Epilogue coming up!