"Hey, Tamaki, where did Kirin go?" Megan asked suddenly. She was sitting next to Tamaki on one of the couches, amongst his customers.

"Huh?" Tamaki looked where Kirin had been sitting on the floor, drawing in a sketchbook, just moments before. "I didn't even realize she left…"

"I hope she's not lost…" she sighed, frowning worriedly.

"She could be."

"Thanks, Tama," she said dryly. "I feel so much better now."

"You're welcome."

"I was being sarcastic!" she groaned exasperatedly. "Geez, you're so stupid sometimes!"

She ignored Tamaki's insulted, pouty expression.

"Don't talk to Tamaki-sempai like that!" one of the customers—Aiko—yelled, leaping out of her seat and glaring at her. "He's wonderful and doesn't deserve to be treated like that! He's not stupid; he's intelligent! And handsome and kind and- and- and better than you!"

"Eh?" she cocked an eyebrow at her. She stood, letting out an amused chuckle. "Oh, please. You really shouldn't put him up on a pedestal like that—you'll just inflate his ego even more. I think he's about to pop."

"W-what?"

"I'm not denying that what you said is mostly true—he is intelligent, and kind, and handsome. I've always known that Tamaki is wonderful, just like you. But you know what the difference between you and me is? You're infatuated. You're desperate for him to love you because he's attractive, charming, and powerful," her voice rose as she felt her anger bubble up inside. "You probably secretly hate every other girl he talks to because you're a jealous little bitch and want all his time and attention. Your objective is to get him for yourself—fuck everyone else's feelings, including his! That's not love, kid. That's selfishness. It's been years since I've seen Tamaki, and I want nothing more than to spend some quality time with him, just the two of us, catching up— that's my selfish desire. Yet here we are, at the host club. I'm contented sitting by him while he dotes on you because I know he's happy acting like a charming prince. His happiness is what's important to me. You don't love Tamaki. I love Tamaki."

SMACK!

Aiko slapped Megan with all her strength, sending her stumbling back onto the couch.

"Don't talk to me like you're better than I am! Just because you've known him longer doesn't mean—"

"Do you see him complaining?" Megan cut her off, clenching her fists. "If he has a problem with my teasing, he can complain on his own! You think he'll be impressed because you "stood up for him" against his best friend? He can do that for himself—he's not a child! Your attempt to impress him is offensive and only belittles him!"

"You called him stupid! You must be the worst best friend ever! You just want him all to yourself! You're just a selfish bitch and you're not his friend-!"

"Aiko, I think you should leave now." Tamaki interjected, his voice tense and his expression unreadable.

"W-what? But, Tamaki-sempai, I was just—s-she—"

"You're causing a scene and attacking someone very precious to me. I'm sorry for any harm Megan caused you, but I have to ask you to leave. I can't have you disrupting the club any longer."

"Perhaps we should end for today," Kyoya suggested, appearing suddenly.

"I'm sorry, Tamaki," Megan murmured after the last guest was gone. "I didn't mean to go off like that… And I didn't mean it when I called you stupid."

"I know, Meg," he smiled as he pulled her into a hug.

"Good," she sighed happily. "I love you, Re-re."

Tamaki laughed at the childhood nickname. "Love you, too, Meg."

"Tamaki?"

"Hm?"

"We still don't know what happened to Kirin."

"…Shit."

The next chapter will reveal Kirin's whereabouts :) Please review! :)