The Moonlight Masquerade
Ending 3: The Dark Horse Rides Solo
"Mori-senpai?" Haruhi blurted out in shock. The dark-haired boy stood facing her, his eyes wide. How had Haruhi not noticed the intense height difference? Then, she remembered her extremely high and extremely dangerous heels, which made everyone look shorter than they really were.
Mori nodded, either too much in awe to speak, or just maintaining his usual stolid personality. Haruhi's mysterious partner had been sweet and chatty; he was so different from the strong and silent Mori, the dark horse of the Host Club. And yet, somehow, they were the same person.
"Umm Mori," she started, taking a step closer to him. "I had a nice time." Haruhi gave him a genuine smile, not sure of what else to do.
Once again, Mori nodded, keeping as silent as ever. What had happened to the talkative and flirty mystery boy?
Mori tensed up as Haruhi took another step towards him, his dark eyes wild. He didn't know what to do. Neither did Haruhi that is, but Mori didn't know that. He looked down at Haruhi and gave her a small smile. "I'm sorry, but I have to go," he said in his deep stoic voice. Mori softly placed his hand on Haruhi's cheek, caressing it gently, evident that he had seen the hurt in her eyes.
Haruhi blinked away tears forming on the edges of her eyes. It was just Mori-senpai right? What did it matter if he flat-out rejected her when he realized who she was?
The third year took a step away from Haruhi and turned away. Haruhi felt a stupid tear fall down her reddened cheek. This was so unlike her! Mori walked away, leaving Haruhi to deal with her own tears by herself. Why had Mori changed from earlier in the night? Why wasn't he always sweet like that? It hurt Haruhi deeply to see him walk away from her, as the dark horse of the Host Club, choosing to ride solo once more.