"I'm gonna miss you after graduation, once we're in college."

"Why do you say that?" Hikaru asked her, as they were walking down the halls after school one day, just before host club began.

"Because I will," she said with a smile. "What, don't you think you'll miss me?"

"Well, I haven't really thought about it actually," Hikaru said.

"Come on, you really haven't thought about life after Ouran? You must have, at least a little when you were filling out your college applications."

"Well, maybe a little then. But it's not like we'll never see each other again."

"I know. It's just…"

"Just what," Hikaru asked, trying to keep the mood light, even though he had considered it, and he knew exactly how she felt.

"Well, you're going to that design school, and I'm going to America for law school…. I guess I'm just saying it'll be a really long time at least, until we see each other again."

"I guess you're right. But don't worry, I'll call and email."

"I think it would be more fun if we write letters. It's more fun to get a letter in the mail."

"That's true. You never get those anymore. We could be like pen pals."

"Exactly." Haruhi laughed a little. He always acted so naïve. "Have you given any thought to after college?"

"What exactly do you mean?"

"Well," she kicked at the ground. They had now come to a halt in the middle of the empty hallway. "What I mean is do you like, want a family, and any ideas about careers?"

"I guess a family would be nice," he said giving a stretch, "And I don't suppose it would be so bad to take over Hitachiin Fashion. But for right now," he grabbed her hand, "I'm happy with what I have."

"Oh really?" she asked teasingly.

"Really," he retorted.

"And what exactly is it that you have?"

"Well," he began, "for starters, I have a beautiful girl standing next to me, who, hopefully," he got down on one knee, "will consider marrying me after she graduates from college. And I don't think I'll need anything else in life if she says yes."

Haruhi stood for a moment in shook with her hands over her mouth. He had actually done it. She regained as much composure as is possible when someone asks you to marry them.

"Hmmm… let me thing about it… uhh… YES!" She yelled jumping up and into his arms.

"I'm glad you said yes," He told her, "because I didn't have anything planned to say if you said no."

"What do you have planned to say now?"

"Nothing." He whispered and pressed his lips on hers.

Hikaru jolted awake. He hadn't had that dream in years. He tried not to remember that day, because once that happy memory was sparked, a thousand bad ones came after it. He looked around. He couldn't believe he was actually sitting on the plane going to find Haruhi. From what he heard, she was still alive, but just barely. It was faster to take a plane then it was to drive. Unfortunately his private jet was being used by his brother at the moment.

He and Haruhi had been on one plane together. It had been just after graduation, over the summer between the beginning of college and the end of high school. He decided to take her on a tropical vacation. She had finally agreed to it after realizing that their chances of seeing each other over the next four years were slim. So they went to a remote island. The Hitachiins owned it, but he didn't tell her that. They went snorkeling and he took her on a sailboat. They had so much fun.

And you'll never have that much fun again. He tried to shake the voice that was telling him this. But in the back of his mind it said, and she'll never have any fun again.

Why did she have to get sick? Why couldn't he have been there for her more? Why couldn't he have helped? Maybe, if he was lucky there would still be time. She would still be alive, and he would pay for them to do some surgery on her. She would get miraculously better.

Are you high? You're a dumbass if you think that. Who was he kidding? He couldn't even make himself believe it. The woman next to him seemed to notice the dejected look on his face.

"Are you on business?" She asked, giving him a bright smile. It was a nice smile; it looked sincere. She was remotely pretty; long black hair, precisely cut bangs, an oval shaped face, beautiful almond eyes. It was someone he would use as a model. She probably didn't recognize him. She just wanted to see if he was single.

"No, I'm visiting someone," he replied. He was going to leave it at that, but he could tell she wouldn't. She would probably ask who he was visiting.

"If you don't mind me asking, who? Family?"

"No, actually, a close friend of mine is dying."

"Who was he to you? A college buddy?"

"She is an old friend from high school. We used to be engaged."

"Oh." Her face dropped.

They sat in silence.

"What was her name?" she asked.

"Haruhi. She's not dead yet though," he added quickly.

"Oh," she said, nodding solemnly, like she knew exactly what he meant. "Is she ill?"

"She has brain cancer," Hikaru said. He hadn't said it out loud before that. Hearing it made it sound more official, and deadlier.

"I'm sorry," she said. She looked him over once. "You still attached to her…"

"Yes," he said with a smirk. He couldn't deny it.

"What did you like about her most?"

"Well, she's prettier than any girl I've ever met, and different in a way to. She always acts so indifferent to everything even though she actually cares. And the fact that she's always so serious about everything makes her adorable. And she's always known that I am me and my brother is my brother. She makes everything better." He didn't realize how fast it had all come out until he was finished saying.

The girl laughed. "You sound like a high schooler in love. That's adorable."

He flashed her his Hitachiin smile. "Thanks." He hadn't smiled that smile in a long time.

The seatbelt light went on and the pilot made the announcements that they would be landing in around five minutes.

"Look," he said, "I can tell you're into me, but obviously I'm a bit preoccupied. I do have a single identical twin brother though. That is if you're interested."

"I guess I could give him a call. What's his name?"

"It's Kaoru. Even if things don't work out romantically between you two, you're quite pretty so he might use you as a model instead."

"Model… well what's his number?"

Hikaru wrote it down and handed it to her just as they were landing.

"Thanks for listening to my problems," he said, and flashed her another smile.

"No problem." She laughed and smiled.

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Well, I hope you liked it… I did my best. I still think I'm a little rusty. Just give me some time to get out of this funk. I'm trying my best.

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