Welcome, Princess

A/N: I hope those who are reading this are enjoying it. Let me know if you think I need to fix something.

"Welcome Princess!" A choir of male voices rang out as Rizu opened the door to the music room. Inside was all the Hosts dressed as royal fairies and the scenery was a breathtaking forest complete with a waterfall. Tamaki, dressed as Rizu could only assume was a fairy prince, held his left hand out. As soon as he recognized Rizu, his charming smile turned into a huge grin.

"Rizu-san! Why didn't you tell us you were coming?" Tamaki exclaimed as he hopped off of wooden bench and towards Rizu. His arms wrapped around her and squeezed her tighly. Rizu's face went from a smile to a look of discomfort. Behind them, one of the twins walked up and pulled Tamaki off.

"You just talked to her like 10 minutes ago." The reddish brown hair boy remarked. Rizu was thankful for him getting Tamaki off of her as she knew how he enjoyed hugging people. Straightening her peach colored blouse, she introduced herself to the Hosts. Kaoru, the boy who pulled Tamaki off, and Hikaru were the twins. They look so identical, Rizu thought, but Hikaru's hair is a lighter shade than Kaoru's. Then she was tackled by a small boy called Honey by the rest of the Club. He had the scent of fresh strawberries and sugar. Mori, the tall and silent guy who seemed to be extremely close to Honey, nodded at her when she offered to shake his hand. Haruhi, the one Tamaki called his "daughter", offered a warm smile and grimace when Tamaki gushed about how cute her smile was. Rizu laughed at this and wondered if there was a closer bond between the two than what they were letting on. Last, she met Kyoya. The Shadow King, as the twins whispered into her ear, did not appear to be pleased much by her greeting and she couldn't help but feel like he was scanning her like she was something to buy. For the brief moment their eyes connected, her heart shuddered. Assuming it was just from the cold look he gave her, she diverted her attention to the more openly welcoming group.

"Tamaki-san, thank you for letting me stay here for awhile. It means a ton." Rizu replied after being served a cup of commoner's coffee. Wow, this stuff really is good, her mind thought.

"So..." Kaoru started.

"Why are you here?" Hikaru finished. Haruhi sighed and expressed her opinion of the twins being too forward. Rizu didn't mind. In fact, she hoped that maybe they could see how she felt the way she did. Only Tamaki knew and she was surprised to see he didn't blab to the others. It made her a bit happy.

"Well, my father decided to arrange my brother's and my marriages. For the sake of the business, he claims. While Hiro-san is fine with it, I'm angry that he expects me to accept this without a fight," Rizu shared. No one said a word as they waited for her to continue. "I told him how I felt. I won't marry some stranger."

"That seems like a childish thought," Kyoya replied, pushing his glasses up. "As professional as your father is, I'm rather surprised to see that he would allow his daughter to act like a brat."

Without realizing what she was doing, her hand raised up to smack him. Tamaki, unluckily moving at the wrong time, felt the force of her palm across his cheek. Tears welling from his eyes as he ran off to a corner of the room, Tamaki was muttering something about family values and his beautiful face being tainted. Kyoya tsked and as he turned to walk off, Rizu could see a smirk on his face. That... jerk, her mind reeled. He must have known Tamaki was going to move.

-Haruhi's POV

It hasn't been but an hour since Tamaki-sempai's cousin, Rizu-chan Suou, arrived and already things are getting bad. Never did I hear Kyoya-sempai call someone a brat. It has to be hard on Rizu-chan. I couldn't marry someone if it wasn't for love but Kyoya-sempai is always thinking of his merits. Funny thing is, I could have sworn that she walked in that his face lit up. I'm not sure if they've met before so maybe I should ask Tamaki-sempai.

Haruhi walked to the corner where Tamaki continued to sulk. The floor was soaked from his tears. Sighing, she leaned down closer to him.

"Sempai, I'm sure Rizu-chan didn't mean to smack you," Haruhi said, as Tamaki looked at her. The mark was already fading away. "Why, look at your face. You don't even know you were hit."

"Ah, daughter... You are so cute when you care." Tamaki murmured, the tears and floor drying. "I think she meant to hit Mother." Haruhi nodded. Oh how she wanted to ask him the hundreds of questions she had; ones about the club, Kyoya-sempai's remark, Tamaki-sempai's opinion of Rizu-chan's problem. But one kept jumping to the front of her mind. Over the past weeks, she developed feelings for the blond puppy dog eyed man who called her daughter. It was why she constantly told and begged him to not call that anymore. But everytime she wanted to tell him how her heart stopped when he touched her skin or the many flops her stomach did when he smiled at her, she lost her voice and the courage to tell him.