A/N: So, as promised, here is the alternate opening for this story. I wrote this before I wrote any of the other chapters, but for some reason it just never seemed to 'work' for me. I had a discussion on a writing forum about opening lines, which helped me decide to cut the scene completely and jump headfirst into the plot (Wait, there was supposed to be a plot? o.0 ). There are plenty of things I don't like about it, but there are a couple things I do like, so I thought I'd share. Especially because it means some extra Tamaki/Kyoya interaction : ) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: All non-original characters are the property of Bisco Hatori. I'm just borrowing them, and promise to return them (eventually) in (more or less) the same condition I found them in.

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It was two in the afternoon, and Kyoya was writing a paper.

Hmmm… delete this. I'll have to rearrange that later. This part doesn't make much sense unless I include that other quote…

The young man paused for a moment in his typing and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose with one finger. His perch at the head of a narrow single bed gave an ample view of his dorm room, and his eyes swept the space with careful attention to detail. He was alone in the room, and an undisturbed silence surrounded him.

A sigh … so quiet. It's a nice change.

Kyoya smiled serenely as his gaze came to rest on the back of the door. Then the handle started to rattle.

Dammit. Spoke too soon.

The next moment, the knob turned and a blonde blur came rushing in, sat his bag on the floor, and ran over to the side of Kyoya's bed.

"Kyoya! Guess what!?"

Kyoya eyed his roommate over a laptop screen. Tamaki's cheeks were red, his expression one of excitement. Kyoya went back to work.

"I'm sorry, Tamaki," he said with mock sincerity, "You've beat me at last. I can't guess. You'll just have to tell me."

Tamaki appeared not to notice his best friend's sarcasm. He plopped down on the end of Kyoya's bed, jostling the dark-haired boy and earning a sinister look from him. Tamaki responded with a grin.

"The twins called today. They're coming to visit the weekend after next!"

Kyoya stopped typing, and closed his laptop. Maybe I can get some work done later…

"And Haruhi is coming with them," he said.

Tamaki jumped off the bed in one lively motion and began pacing with enthusiasm.

"Yes! I get to see my dar…" he trailed off and turned to Kyoya, "Wait. How did you know?"

"I didn't. But you wouldn't be so excited if it were only the twins."

Kyoya was smiling now as well. As much as Tamaki could get on anyone's nerves when he was like this, Kyoya liked seeing him happy. And if anyone could make Tamaki happy, it was Haruhi.

"Well," Tamaki started, "Don't get me wrong. I like Hikaru and Kaoru. But they're not…"

"Your girlfriend?" Kyoya supplied.

Tamaki's smile grew even wider. "Exactly."

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Friday, Two weeks later

Tamaki and Kyoya were both waiting on the edge of campus when a slick black car pulled up in the late afternoon sun. Two identical redheads and a petite brunette stepped out; the car had barely begun to pull away when Tamaki pounced, pulling the brunette into a strong embrace and landing a kiss on her cheek.

"Haruhi! You look lovely!"