"I Love You Haruhi" PART 7
"Haruhi? Do you think that the reason you like Kyoya is because you want Tamaki to be jealous?" Haruhi heard her conscious say.
Suddenly, Haruhi woke up in her bed with all of her sheets kicked to the end of the bed. She had been dreaming of all the people in the host club. She loved all of them. Maybe not in a "love" way, but they had all became her close friends and she enjoyed their company. Now all she had to do was decide who if any of them would become more then friends and if risking their friendship was worth it.
She sat in her bed for an hour thinking about the difficult task ahead of her. If she was going to risk losing one of their friendships, she had to be absolutely positive about what she was going to attempt.
She got dressed at seven and went downstairs for breakfast. Her dad wasn't up yet since it was Saturday. She made herself a bowl of cereal before leaving a note for her father and walking out the door. She walked to a park near her house and started swinging slowly on one of the play sets. After a few minutes, she was surprised by Tamaki who was out looking at how commoners spend their Saturday mornings.
"Haruhi?" he said gently. "What are you doing here?"
She jumped slightly because she hadn't been paying attention to the things around her. "Oh…Tamaki senpai. I was just sitting here thinking. What are you doing here?"
"It's not important. You look troubled, are you ok?" he asked, so much calmer than he usually is.
"I'm fine I just…I'm not ok, I need to tell someone. Tamaki, I'm confused, everyone at the host club has become so close to me. I don't know what I want to become from there," she said, on the brink of tears.
Tamaki was surprised to see Haruhi crying. His shock turned to caring as he gave her a gentle hug. "Didn't I tell you that I would always be there for you, I said that I would never let you be alone?" he said referring back to the time they had been at the beach and he had first found out that she was afraid of thunder.
Haruhi looked up at him, shocked that he still remembered. Her mouth turned into a weak smile and she kissed him. It wasn't a passionate heat of the moment kiss; it was a gentle friendly kiss that said, "Thank you for always being there."
Tamaki was stunned but then he returned the kiss. They sat there for a few minutes in silence. It wasn't an awkward silence; it was comfortable silence that they both understood.
"Tamaki, I can't love you. I already have strong feelings for Hikaru. Please forgive me," she said ashamed at what she had just done.
Tamaki was crushed but then said quietly so that Haruhi could barely hear, "It doesn't matter to me, I will always be there for you even when you don't love me."
Haruhi turned, her eyes still red from crying, "Thank you Tamaki," she whispered.
She left and headed for Hikaru's mansion. At the door, she rang the bell. A maid answered and she asked to see Hikaru. The maid showed her to the study where Hikaru was reading book. He turned toward the door and was taken back that Haruhi was there. When the maid left and shut the door, Haruhi ran up to Hikaru and kissed him, embracing his whole body. Hikaru's eyes widened and then relaxed as he embraced her and kissed her back.