Haruhi and Tamaki sat in the train compartment, alone, both of them fiddling with their wands. Haruhi glanced outside the window, and then looked at Tamaki. His head turned and she quickly turned away. It still wasn't time... not yet. "Erm... I'll go change," Haruhi said, trying to brake the awkward silence.
Tamaki nodded quietly. Harhui left the compartment. He took out a small white envelope. His heart ached as he looked through it thinking that Haruhi would never accept his feelings. Inside the envelope he collected photos of all the places they've been together, poems (not very good poems since he wasn't the best writer but still...) and one single piece of paper with the words: I love you.
Haruhi walked backed to the compartment. She looked at herself from the reflection of the glass mirror. Her cloak fitted her perfectly and even though the color was slightly faded. She hoped Tamaki would notice it... but he probably wouldn't she thought. Even though he left the old host club guests someone like Tamaki is sure to get people fighting over him Haruhi continued. She started to open the door when she noticed Tamaki with a paper. "Love?" She read out loud with her eyes wide. He was in love with someone? She was too late... Her eyes started tearing. She couldn't go and face him right now. She backed away hoping he didn't notice her but at that moment he turned towards her and opened the door with a beautiful smile...
"Was the door stuck? I think I fixed it for you," he beamed trying to hide his nervousness. Had Haruhi seen the letter? Well I guess its now or never...
"Haruhi," Tamaki started as he sat right next to Haruhi, " you were the first who ever pointed out my flaws, realized I wasn't perfect, and accepted me for who I am instead of just a pretty face."
Could it be! Haruhi's face brightened, is he in love with me!
"Oh Tamaki..." she let out a soft breath, "I think-"
"Yes?" he replied, his heart beating faster than ever.
She hugged him as if she had been waiting her whole life to do that, "I think, you and me should be-"
The compartment door flung open and almost as quickly Haruhi and Tamaki flew apart. The rest of the club members came in passing out some sweets. Did they notice anything? Haruhi wondered. If they did her relationship with Tamaki would end even before it actually started. She scanned their faces looking for clues. Honey was the same as ever, trying to see how much pumpkin cake he could stuff in his mouth. Mori was as expressionless as ever however Haruhi wasn't worried about him. The only one she was the most worried about was the twins, more specifically Hikaru. She glanced at his face and his look said it all: He knew and he was ready to kill to stop her and Tamaki ever be together...