"Hikaru?" Haruhi said out of breath.

She found him when they made it to the front garden. She saw Hikaru sitting on the edge of the fountain with his face in his hands. She sat next to him but didn't say anything.

"Haruhi…" Hikaru began as if to gather his words, "I don't know how I feel…" his words drained out as if he were distracted by another train of thought.

Haruhi put her hands in her lap and looked at her shoes. "I'm sorry." She said as if everything were her fault.

Hikaru gazed up at her from his hands. "For what?" he asked. "You never make me mad…"

"I just thought…maybe you were angry at me…was it because I was late? I didn't mean to be…I was working on Tamaki's—"

"I don't want to hear anything about him!" he yelled, finally picking up his head and standing up. "I'm tired of everyone—no—I'm tired of you falling all over him like he is your husband or something! You aren't his house-wife! You're his friend!" he put his head down low and clenched his fists. "Isn't that what we're all supposed to be…'friends'…?"

Haruhi stood up and tried to look at his face, but he jerked it away to keep the butterflies from flying through him.

"Hikaru…" she said softly, "I don't understand…are you mad at senpai?" she tried to sound sincere, but wasn't sure if she sounded that way on the outside. "Did he say something wrong?"

Hikaru grabbed her shoulders and shook her one good time. "Do I need to spell it out to you?" he yelled.

A strange feeling crept up Haruhi's chest—a feeling she was unsure of. It made her cheeks flush red and her eyes widen. Her words became useless and a thing of the past when Hikaru slowly drifted his hands down from her shoulders and to her hands.

"Haruhi…I don't know what to do anymore…" he said, "do you…do you love Tamaki?" he blurted this out like it was dieing to leave his lips. He looked at her straight in the eyes and waited for a response.

Haruhi's cheeks flushed into an even deeper shade of red. "Do I...what?" she asked confused. "Why would you want to know—"

"So you do?" he interrupted.

Haruhi paused, unknowing of how she felt around any of the boys she hung out with. Each one had their moments of fluttering thoughts, but most of the heart throbbing came from Hikaru or Tamaki.

Hikaru cursed and let go of her hands. "I'm sorry I asked…" he said annoyed. He turned around to leave.

"W-wait…" Haruhi stopped him with her hand on his shoulder. "Hikaru," she turned him around, "Please tell me why you're asking such stupid questions…" something deep down in her mind could already answer that.

Without saying a word, Hikaru placed his hand on Haruhi's face, and brushed back what little hair she had long enough to cover her eyes. "I just can't say it…" he whispered. His hand brushed the side of her ear and held onto the back of her neck.

"H-Hikaru…?" she stuttered, the butterflies building up higher.

Hikaru didn't reply. He lowered his face closer to hers, wishing he hold back the burning sensation inside of him. His lips brushed hers, but didn't completely come together before he jerked himself back, afraid of what he was about to do. "I-I'm sorry!" he said franticly.

The anxiety built up too high for him to reach, and he stepped back in a fast motion to run away, but soon realized the fountain had blocked his way. Haruhi reached for his jacket, desperate to pull him back up before he fell, but instead, she fell directly on top of him.

The cold water wasn't the only thing that surprised them when they fell in. A large storm of lust came through to them when they looked at each other. "Are you okay?" Hikaru asked bashfully and blushing wildly.

Haruhi sat up. "Yea…" she moaned, and realized how strange the current position was making her feel. Her legs were on either side of him. Their faces loomed so close, yet still far from touch. They both tried to get up multiple times, but each time failed and caused them to get closer.

Someone lifted Haruhi up from the fountain and steadied her on the ground. It was Mori, still as tall and silent as ever. Hunny peeked out on one side of him, and she soon realized the whole host club was there to invade the privacy Haruhi and Hikaru had before.