He knew things had changed when he returned. It wasn't that hard to guess, but it was far worse than he'd imagined. He could see the twins, in their shell, Hunny-senpai and Mori-senpai standing quietly to keep things from shattering, Haruhi, back in that outfit, that hideous outfit. And him… His best friend… He could only watch as that mask dropped over his face.
"Hika-chan, Kao-chan, lets go…" The bunny in the third year's arms reflected his emothion, anger and disappointment. He stumbled back as the twins, following the elder's instructions, pushed past him. He gazed at Mori-senpai, who merely shook his head, closing the door behind him and his cousin. Leaving him to face the two most hurt people.
The girl sighed. "Please sit." He did so, shrinking at the stares of the two. "Why did you come back?"
The question shouldn't have shocked him, but it did. "Because… We're like a family, right?"
"If we're like a family, then why did you leave? Why did you tear that family apart!"
"Haruhi." Both turned toward the previously silent member. "Enough. Let's go."
She nodded, getting to her feet. "If that's what you want, senpai… Sure." The two left, leaving the blond behind, more confused than ever.
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He watched as the two left, their faces unreadable. His cousin looked up at him before going into the room. He looked at the blond, usually so energetic, looking depressed and confused. When the boy spoke, it was shaky. "W-what happened to everything? I thought… I thought everyone would be better without the Host Club around… Everyone seemed so troubled by it…."
"Tamaki." Purple met grey. "It was never like that."
His cousin nodded. "He's right, Tama-chan… And you should have realized that from the beginning. Haru-chan is all that's keeping Hika-chan and Kao-chan as open as they are. And Kyou-chan…." He trailed off, gazing at the door. "The Host Club was a bright point for most of us, and when you left, it fell apart."
The blond sputtered. "B-but I'm back now! Can't that fix it."
He shook his head. "No. Unfortunately, its only made the wound worse." A pause. "Oh, and avoid Renge."
He saw the blond wince, probably imagining the things the girl would do to him. He understood the reasoning, but he still couldn't ever approve. He watched the second year nod. "I understand. But I'm not leaving again… Even if they hate me. At least… I helped them at some point….
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And that is the end of Too Late. If you want to make a sequel to it or something like that, feel free too, but at least mention me once, yeah?