A/N: Ok, last chapter, I wrote some crap about saying I would write some random squinted KaoxMei - but, I hadn't written the full drabble yet and then I kind of veered off and forgot about those two, so yeah, there was NO KM last chap...

But there should've been ;)

Light

"His hair's like a friggin' halo..."

"His eyes are so bright!"

"I think his skin actually glows."

A pause, then the three girls looked at him, looked at each other, and sighed. "He's so beautiful," they gushed, smiling dreamily.

Tamaki strutted on down the grand corridor, making his way to Music Room 3. He cast a glance at the girls, smiling (beaming) and winking at them, before entering (running and crashing into the doors of) the host room and immediately announcing his halo-like, bright, glowing, and, of course, beautiful presence to his fellow hosts.

"It is I, your king, Tamaki! You may bow and kneel at my feet, I shall never reprimand you for it!" He flung his arms out, the doors slamming shut behind him, waiting expectantly.

Kyouya was, oddly enough, hunched over a table, pen in hand, scribbling something down in his neat calligraphy on his ever-present notebook. Hikaru was lounging on the sofa, whilst Kaoru sat cross-legged in front on him, leaning back, texting furiously. Hunny was leaning out the window, his face tilted up to the bright sky, Mori leaning against the wall as he stared blankly out the window.

They all ignored him.

Someone was missing. Tamaki pouted, still standing, examining every inch of the luxurious room before him as he tried to find the elusive Haruhi Fujioka. He narrowed his eyes, leaning forward, right on his tiptoes, just in case she was hiding right there, right on top of the extremely high wardrobe that not even Mori could reach, she had to be-

"Ow!"

"...Sorry."

Tamaki glanced up at Haruhi, who was uncharacteristically bright red as she stared down at him.

How did they get into such a mess, with everyone snickering, or (in some cases), staring in horror at them? Of course, as Tamaki was so god damn certain that Haruhi was hiding on the wardrobe for some inexplicable reason, he'd heard the door open, and turned round a wee bit to have a look, then had someone (i.e. Haruhi) crash into him was some brutal force, knocking him off his tiptoes and onto the floor.

Someone squealed. Another sighed.

Kyouya, the utter charmer he was, stood in front of them and took a photo on his shiny digital camera.

Haruhi was still scrambling on him (to get off of him, obviously), and Tamaki was just lying there, completely bewildered at the strange feeling that thumped in his head and tingled down to his heart.

But it was... It was wrong to think of Haruhi like that, to think of his sweet, beautiful daughter with anything other than a father's love.

Yet this love didn't quite seem fatherly...

Then something rammed into his shoulder, and, staring up, he realised the lack of heat from his body - Haruhi had gotten up, was looking at him quizzically as red hair flashed in the corner of his eye, a hand reaching for his cheek...

"Can't believe you held her like that!" someone familiar screamed. "You are such a pervert!"

"Hika, Hika!" a cheery voice called in the background. "Be careful!"

The random hits and punches stopped, allowing Tamaki to (gracefully, of course) get to his feet and take in the scene before him. Hikaru, glaring at him with a fierce anger, whilst Kaoru lurked beside him, a hand on his wrist. Kyouya leaned against the wall, camera and notebook in hand. Hunny was standing, clutching Mori's wrist, who was watching unsympathetically. A cluster of girls - the same who had been complimenting him before - giggling to each other through the open doors, peering through.

And Haruhi, her hair mussed a little, her cheeks still a rosy pink, staring.

Kaoru glanced, up, took a photo with his nifty new iPhone, then chortled away as he touched the screen, most likely sending some text (he was so anti-social).

Kyouya strode forward, closed the door firmly, then turned round and glared at a discombobulated Tamaki.

And the lights went out.

A/N: A...strange ending, I think you'll find. The whole drabble has nothing/little to do with lights, tbh. But, you know...it started with people commenting on how Tamaki glows etc - the light part - and then it kind of spiralled... And not very well :/ I don't think I wrote this v well! :S

C'est la vie. I love Haruhi and Tamaki! They are clearly babes. And Kaoru! Babe and, like, a million halves ;) I think Tamaki, Kaoru, and Mori are like, a cool friend group. No?

Also, Kaoru was texting Mei. Obvs. I love that couple! They only have four stories :( Come on guys, you know you love them ;)

And I love you! (sort of), which is why you review! ;)