You've got opinions man: we're all entitled to them, but I never asked. Let me thank you for your time, try not to waste any more of mine. Get out of here, fast.

"Haru-chan!" Honey-sempai sang from down the hall. Haruhi was on her usual schedule of arriving two or three minutes late to host club. Lately she had realized that even if she was a little bit late, no one noticed and they had less time to pick on her. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy being a member of the host club; it was more that she had needed a small break every now and again.

"Honey-sempai!" She smiled. "Where's Mori-sempai?"

"Takashi? He's still in the clubroom," Honey stopped his manic waving, assured that he had her full attention. "Come on, Haru-chan! You're late!"

"Am I?" She pretended to check her watch, but of course she knew he was right.

Upon entering the third music room, she noticed how much had changed since the first time she'd walked in there. Honey-sempai didn't have his Usa-chan. Mori-sempai, who finally spoke up for himself, had made Honey-sempai leave it at home after graduating high school. Hikaru and Kaoru, although still joined at the hip, we're living up to their promise of being two different people: Hikaru's red hair had even been dyed brown! Tamaki had even begun to mellow out a little bit.

"Haruhi. You're late." Kyoya said. Of course he noticed. Maybe not everyone has changed.

"Sorry, Sempai."

"Haruhi! Costumers will be here soon," Tamaki put his hand on her shoulder. "Let's get ready."

"Shouldn't you tell her, boss?" Hikaru said solemnly. His tone caught Haruhi off guard and she turned to see his face. He and Kaoru wore matching looks of melancholy mixed with frustration.

"What's going on, Tamaki-sempai?" Haruhi looked around to see if anyone else was confused as she was. They weren't. Serves me right for being late, I guess, she thought.

"Haruhi," Tamaki looked down. "This will be the last time the host club is open for business."

"What?" Haruhi exclaimed. He smiled weakly at her. "Oh, I get it. It's a joke, right, Honey-sempai?"

He nodded gravely at her, tears welling in his eyes.

"I'm afraid he's completely serious, Haruhi." Kyoya said. Who asked you, Kyoya-sempai?

"I am." Tamaki chuckled, walking over to the large windows. "After I move into the main residence, I won't be able to stay after school anymore. So, we've decided to disband."

"Don't laugh, Tamaki-sempai!" she shouted. "I can't believe you'd make a decision like that without me! Aren't I just as much a member of this club as all of you?"

"Haruhi?" Kaoru placed a hand on her back.

"No! I— won't allow this!" She said strongly, shrugging Kaoru off of her. "We'll figure something out!"

"I'm afraid it isn't up to you." Kyoya stated bluntly. "We're disbanding. End of story. Now calm down, the customers will be here soon."

"I won't calm down! This isn't fair! We should, I don't know, vote or something!"

"Haru-chan…" Honey hugged her arm. "It'll be okay. It's not the end, yet. Let's do our best today, okay?"

"Yeah." Mori agreed. I almost forgot he was here…

"… Okay. Let's do our best." She grudgingly agreed. Until it threatened to disband, she hadn't realized how much she loved the host club.

"Atta girl." Tamaki ruffled her hair. "You make daddy proud." And for the first time, she didn't mind him calling himself "daddy".

Everything changes when you know it's the end.

XxX

"Haruhi, a word?" Her last day of hosting had gone by much too quickly and just as she was getting ready to leave for the last time, Kyoya's voice caught her ear. She suddenly remembered what he had said the day before about wanting to talk to her.

"Um, yeah, Sempai?"

"Take a seat."

There he goes again. Has he always been so unbearably cold? I can almost remember when it was okay to be alone with Kyoya-sempai…

"I'm sorry not to have told you about this yesterday," He began. "I'm sure you're upset about this development, but you'll get over it, trust me."

"I don't—"

"Oh, by the way, I think it may even be for the best, don't you?" He interupted.

"For the best?" What could he possibly mean by that?

"After all, it was only a matter of time before the club split up anyways. Better sooner than later, right?" He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Why is that, Kyoya-sempai?" She said, curious. "Why would the host club have to split up, anyways?"

"Because… Are you really that clueless?" He sighed. "Tamaki is obviously in love with you. There's no way the club would stay together once he realized that. And the best part of that is… You love him back, don't you?"

She fought the urge to slap him, settling instead for a grimace.

"What are you talking about? I don't love… Even if I did, it's none of your business, Sempai." She said it as calmly as she could, not wanting to make a scene.

"But you do." He smirked.

"Who asked you?" she shouted and ran for the door, tears forming behind her eyes. "You don't know anything!"

A.N.: Just if you were wondering, I don't think I said it, but this takes place in the chapter 70-75 range in the manga. I finished my planning last night, and there will be 12 chapters in total for this story, so that means, I'm a quarter done already! :) I'm really grateful for the story alerts and reviews I've been getting, so, thank you!