Sorry

When Kyoya and Haruhi stepped out of the sleek, black limousine at the entrance of the luxurious hotel, they were immediately flanked by important people and photographers. Amidst the greet and meet, Haruhi felt someone poke her side and she flinched at the sensitive spot.

"Hikaru," she snapped. "Stop it!"

"Come on," he laughed. "You're such a baby."

"Yeah Haruhi, can't we ever have fun? This is a party after all," Kaoru chimed in.

"And where did you get those heels?"

"Yeah, they look great… have you tripped yet?"

"She's bound to trip Kaoru! Bet you in the next twenty minutes, she's going to trip," Hikaru laughed.

"Shut-up," she said irritably.

"Kaoru, Hikaru," Kyoya greeted with a smile. "Please refrain from harassing my girlfriend."

The twins rolled their eyes with a smirk and led them inside.

"The ceremony is being held in the smaller ballroom, you want to see it?" Kaoru asked.

"It's really beautiful," his twin commented. "After all, we decorated it."

"Actually, I'm going to go and see Mayu. How's Hunny-senpai, by the way?"

"Oh he's great, Mori's with him now."

"He's a bit fidgety, but that's natural," Kaoru added.

They walked into the second lobby and Haruhi turned towards the three men. "Okay I'm off," she said. "I'll see you guys in a little while."

"Hey Haruhi!" both brothers called at once.

"What?"

"Don't trip!"

"Shut-up!"

"Too late," Kyoya murmured.

"Mayu! Where are you?"

"Back here!" she heard her friend call. After a few ruffled skirts, the brunette emerged from one of the many rooms in the En Suite. "Well? What do you think?" she asked with a twirl.

"You look amazing! Are you excited?"

"No, I'm dull and bored… Of course I'm excited! What do you think!? Of course it doesn't help that I have to sit here and twiddle my thumbs! For Pete's sake! I've waited five months!"

Haruhi laughed and shook her head, "Two more hours, Hun."

"Anyway, have you seen my "Matron-of-Honor"?"

"You mean your mother? I think I saw her downstairs."

Mayu nodded and sighed. "I wish you were my Maid-of-Honor instead of that Senai girl," she said with distaste.

"Hmn, it would have been fun."

"Yeah, I mean I don't even know her, all I know is that she's the daughter of one of my father's important businessy-partners and blah-blah…"

She laughed again and they entered into a companionable silence. Haruhi opened a bottle of water and began to take small sips. Mayu began to jabber again until she said something that made Haruhi freeze.

"Hey… I saw Tamaki earlier," she said with a slight frown.

Haruhi looked up at her close friend. "Eh? Already?"

"At least I think it was him, and a woman called him 'Suoh'." Although Mayu had never met Tamaki, she had heard the story from Haruhi and Hunny several times. She'd even seen one of the blurry pictures from the Host Club Collection. Haruhi sat down and looked out the window. "I'm so sorry Haruhi… I just, I wasn't thinking. I guess I just wanted you to be prepared instead of surprised."

"No, it's alright. Kyoya and I talked about it and we agreed that I needed to settle this. We shouldn't have to be awkward. It's just that I haven't seen him since then and so much has happened since then. I just don't know how I'm going to react."

"Hmn, I can understand. Remember that jerk I told you about? Well Hunny and I were walking out of the dojo one day when…"

Haruhi sighed softly, not really registering her words and looked outside once more.

The ceremony was to start in less than thirty minutes or so and Tamaki set down his wine glass to look around nervously. He hadn't seen anyone around and he knew why of course. They were all with the bride or the groom, but he couldn't help but feel a little lonely. Usually, he would have been the hub of the wheel for something like this. He couldn't be upset, though; it wasn't like he had tried to fix things up. All he had managed to do was place a Band-Aid on a bullet wound. He sat down in one of the back rows and pressed his lips together, preparing himself for the multiple confrontations.

Hearing familiar laughter, he looked up and saw his former acquaintances by the large double doors. He noticed both brothers, cracking up hysterically, Hikaru with his darker hair and Kaoru with his naturally lighter hair. He noticed Mori smiling softly at the conversation being held. He noticed Kyoya his, hopefully, best friend, chuckle lowly and then look down at the person next to him softly. And finally he noticed her, Haruhi, his former girlfriend looking incredulously at Kyoya who had whispered something into her ear causing her cheeks to stain with a blush. He briefly wondered why they seemed so close, but it vanished at the sight of both of their smiles. He longed to run over and embrace them all as if he had done nothing, as if he hadn't been gone for a year and three months, as if he hadn't hurt the one girl he had fallen so deeply for.

He looked down at his gray suit in unusual self-consciousness. His tie was a coral blue and—He felt eyes on him and looked up to find onyx eyes staring into his violet. Kyoya's face was expressionless, but his intention was clear. Tamaki nodded once and moved towards the outer hallway, risking a glance over his shoulder to where the others stood. Kyoya said something to Haruhi and he again wondered what relationship they might be in. She appeared confused for a moment, but it vanished as soon as Hikaru poked her shoulder and held up his hands defensively at her irritated accusation.

Kyoya was heading towards his direction and he waited apprehensively at the first meeting.

Kyoya adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose in an effort to hide his anxiety. His profile was cool and collected on the outside, but on the inside he was having mixed emotions. Should he be glad or upset that he was here? Should he make peace or should he make it clear for him to keep his distance.

"Tamaki," he greeted once he was sure they were alone.

"Hello Kyoya," the blonde greeted, his hands stuffed into his pockets uncharacteristically.

"Where have you been?"

He dreaded Kyoya's straight-forwardness in conversations, but answered anyway. "In France; Grandmother wanted me to take that job, of course I didn't want it, but after that night, well, it seemed like the better option."

"We knew where you were Tamaki; I meant… why were you hiding?" he asked softly.

And, of course, Kyoya was able to catch his bluff. This was the person who knew him best. And so he let go, he let himself be completely and totally honest. "I couldn't face her," he said after a beat. "I-I hurt her and we were done, I knew she wouldn't forgive me, deep down I knew, but when she told me… it surfaced. It was like a flash of reality and it was too overwhelming. I couldn't face you either, because really when I decided to leave I knew you'd convince me to stay," he explained looking into his eyes to show his sincerity.

"Why so long?"

"Of course to settle in France and accommodate my mother into my life again was challenging and it took time, but then something happened that made me stay away forcefully," he looked down. "Éclair… well, she got pregnant."

Kyoya lifted an eyebrow. "We found out pretty soon because she had been scheduled for a checkup apparently and they found out. We kept it quiet because I didn't know how to tell father or grandmother," he laughed bitterly. "'Like father like son' they'd probably say. I couldn't shame him like that,… not again. So we got married," he took a hand out from his pocket and looked down at the gold wedding band on his ring finger. "We got married and that's the story I told them; I moved to France to be with Éclair and then she got pregnant. She's not here, because I wanted to talk to you guys first. She's home right now with our baby boy. He's six months old, his name is Hiro."

Kyoya nodded and sighed. Tamaki was so serious, not like the night he'd confessed, he wasn't panicky and troubled. His demeanor had changed. It's like this situation happened and he'd told himself that that was the way life was going to be without any benefits or joy. He understood a bit, he had so many expectations and he had needed to choose between responsibility and his friends. He'd been depressed and understood that he would have stained the family name a darker red if he didn't act quickly.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I'm sorry that I didn't show my trust in you sooner. I'm sorry for what happened. I didn't mean for my mistake to become many. I don't want our friendship to end. You're my best friend Kyoya, and it was very hard being away from a sensible mind. I had to make decisions on my own. It was almost like I grew up in just a couple of weeks. I'm so sorry."

Kyoya walked towards the blonde and smiled softly before patting him on the back if not a bit awkwardly. "You are forgiven—"

He didn't even have a chance to finish before his friend grabbed him and pulled him into a hug. "Mon ami! Thank you so much!"

He cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses again. "BUT," he began. "I do not think it is me you should be apologizing to. Haruhi has not completely forgotten or forgiven. It was so sudden, she doesn't know what to do," he said lowly.

He nodded and looked up at him in curiosity. "How is Haruhi? I noticed some - uh, intimate moments? Uh, I mean, you two seem… closer than just friendly conversations."

"Haruhi and I are together," he said bluntly, adjusting his glasses once more. "It happened about three months after you left."

"Ah I see," he said looking a bit blown over, but then he smiled and held out his hand to shake his friend's hand. "Well, good job Kyoya. I know you'll take care of her and from the looks of it, she's happy."

Kyoya smiled back and gripped his hand. The music started and they both parted ways to view the wedding.

After the ceremony, the crowd dispersed to the next ballroom, the larger one, to the reception. The wedding party stayed to take pictures and of course so did the ex-host club.

"Where did you go before the ceremony?" Haruhi asked while adjusting his necktie.

"Hmn, had some business to attend to."

"You can't lie so easily," she murmured.

He caught her hands and looked down at her incredulously. "I'm not lying. You can't even tell."

She laughed and shook her head. "Well, you're not telling the whole truth, and yes, I can tell. You look indifferent, yes, as if you're telling the truth, but you look at my nose instead of my eyes and a tiny muscle in your jaw flexes. You're so easy to read."

He narrowed his eyes. "If you must know I was having a conversation with a close associate."

"Associate, hmn?" she raised an eyebrow with a smirk and began to walk towards Mayu. "I'll let it slide for right now, but when we get to the apartment?..."

"Haru-chan!" Hunny said cheerily. "How did you like the ceremony?"

He had grown so much taller since high school, almost taller than Kyoya, so when she looked at him, she looked up instead of down and his voice had deepened considerably, too.

"It was beautiful, absolute perfection. And I'm sure the pictures are going to come out great, too. Why don't we head over to the reception?"

Everyone agreed and as they headed over, with Mayu fretting over her hair and blushing sheepishly when Hunny went to calm her and the twins already with a glass of brandy in hand, she wondered if Mayu had been right about Tamaki coming and if she was, what would she say? Would she be able to forgive him?

He stayed out of sight purposely, avoiding her in fear. He knew someone was bound to see him and confront him, but until then, he'd be invisible. But… wait, isn't that what he'd been doing?

He'd been avoiding confrontation for more than a year and now that he's supposedly ready, he couldn't do it? He'd already talked to Kyoya, and he'd probably hunt him down and force him to talk to her, but talking to Haruhi would, to say the least, be awkward.

"Are you going to talk to her or not?"

Tamaki turned, alarmed, and found piercing golden eyes staring into his. "Hikaru?"

He looked away and stared down into his wine glass. "Just promise me one thing," he said forcefully.

"Of course."

"Don't hurt her. Not again," he grunted softly and hung his head. "We missed you Tono, don't ruin your last shot."

"I'm sorry Hikaru."

He shadow of a smile crossed his features and then he was gone.

Unconsciously he began walking towards the large crowds and stood in front of his two most important friends. Kyoya saw him before Haruhi and smoothly turned to converse with an older gentleman standing near him. Haruhi turned and she did a double take at him her mouth opening to form a small 'o' and he took three large steps to stand right in front of her.

"Hello Haruhi."

Her eyes widened, but she didn't appear nervous or troubled.

"Hello Tamaki-senpai," she greeted back cautiously.

"How have you been?"

She looked a bit surprised. "Fine, great actually. Hunny-senpai and one of my best friends just got married. I'm really happy for them."

He smiled sadly and took a deep breath. "Can we talk?"

She looked towards Kyoya who had one eye trained on his conversation and the other on them. He nodded slightly without any emotion and she took a deep breath.

They moved to an unused corner and she looked at him in expectation. He wasted no time in making eye contact.

"Haruhi, I want to say I am sincerely sorry for all the trouble I have caused you. I have no excuse for what I did, including my disappearance, and I do not expect you to forgive me. I simply want you to know that I am sorry for not considering your feelings and for being a fool. I know that I can't take back what I did and for that I am sorry." He bowed lowly and his voice trembled a bit, "I'm truly sorry, Haruhi."

She was stunned. Absolutely stunned. For some reason, when she had imagined their meeting, she'd never had imagined this. The sincerity in his voice was almost too much to take. It almost scared her, though, that this used to be the only person she had ever had intimate moments with. She was relieved to notice that when she thought about him in comparison to Kyoya… she wanted Kyoya. She was able to let go of his memory and finally embrace her new ones. Things changed, though, his demeanor had changed as well, he looked older and more serious, but the important thing?

He looked sorry.

"Tamaki," she whispered shakily. He looked up cautiously. "I forgive you. I never thought I would be able to, but in the end it came down to choosing to hold a type of grudge and losing one of my closest friends or accepting that what happened may have been for the better. I want to be happy and I would want nothing more than for you to be happy, too. So… I forgive you, Tamaki."

His eyes misted and they both felt a sort of weight lift of their shoulders.

"Thank You, Haruhi."

"Have fun!"

"Whoooooooooooooooooo!" the twins hooted. "Don't rip off that dress, unless you're really excited!"

"Send us a postcard!"

"Congratulations!"

"Mayu! He has a sensitive spot on the back of his neck!"

Haruhi slapped them both. "Would you guys stop being so immature! Seriously…" she huffed with a laugh.

"Hehehe, ah my sons, please behave before mommy needs to discipline you," Tamaki chastened.

Everyone smirked. Yes, maybe things had changed, but at least they were all together again.

Mori ruffled Tamaki's hair affectionately and with one final glance to the bride and groom in their limousine, the group turned to say their goodbyes and head to their own cars.

It was nearly midnight, but the sky had a stormy gray and she wondered if it was going to rain. Kyoya slipped an arm around her waist and looked up at the sky as well. "Don't worry, only a light drizzle is expected."

She smiled and looked up at him lovingly and stopped in the middle of the parking lot to pull his face towards hers. He chuckled and allowed her to take all the time she needed. Her breath fanned his face and finally she kissed him deeply, her arms wrapping around his neck tightly, his arms lifting her off the ground so she wouldn't have to crane her neck.

"I love you," she breathed out, after a break for air. Rain drops had begun falling, drizzling her clear, white skin. He kissed her again.

A/N: So THE END, but not really, I mean the next chapter is the Epilogue, but if you want to view it as the official final chapter feel free to do so!

Chapter based on Sorry by Buckcherry!

I tried to stay in character, don't know how I did, but that's why I have you guys! I mean, I have six reviews, and thank you so much for those!

Well, tell me how I did and next chapter should come out next week or tommorow if I get enough reviews. Thanks so much you guys, lhuves you allz!

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