Hi guys, wow, 800 reviews :)
Thanks Neko-Chan for that last push :)
Thanks everyone else too, I do owe you a lot.
So... yeah...
I'm kind of depressed... only 5 to go... I'm rather upset, and at the moment, I don't know if there's gonna be a sequal.
I just have no ideas, but I do at the same time if you know what I mean.
All the ideas I have don't fit in together, but I'm thinking of making it slightly more angsty, scary, kind of supernatural... maybe.
Like I said, all is shit.
So, enjoy for now, savor the moments we have, and treasure the memories... for there isn't long left till we part...
I'd finished with piano, but hadn't been able to move from my seat. Many people had come and said how beautiful the piece was and such things.
"Tamaki Suoh wrote it, I just learned it and played it for him."
"Oh... I'd tell Tamaki it was beautiful, but he's gone."
"He left?"
"Yes... with a girl in a red dress, long brown hair and blue eyes."
"Oh..."
Éclair Tonnerre.
I finally was able to rise from my seat, and I walked over to the others.
They were all pondering over who Éclair was, and Renge was filling them in. I took a seat at one of the tables next to Lisa, and let the words fly over my head as I thought things through.
This Tonnerre woman comes along, asks who I'm with, so that within itself is slightly strange. I suppose it was so she could dominate Tamaki without any obstacles. Except... she doesn't know that Haruhi is a girl, and has a thing for Tamaki, otherwise she'd have gotten Tamaki out sooner.
That's my thoughts anyways.
I listened to part of what Kyouya was saying, about the Tonnerre family being big in businesses, and even being associated with them makes you big too. They're taking over businesses, but it doesn't explain why Éclair was here to see Tamaki.
The conversation trailed off, and then we were forced to excuse ourselves to change again.
x x x x x
"Not long now until it's all over." muttered Kyouya, tightening his tie, pulling on the white blazer and inspecting us to make sure we all looked immaculate.
"Not long..." I repeated, staring at my shoes.
"What's on your mind Saori?"
"Is everyone hell bent on asking me that today?"
"... I was just wondering."
"Kyouya. I'm thinking of telling everyone about me and Takashi."
"Go for it. It's your life."
I looked up at him, and he seemed serious enough.
"Really?"
"I have no say in the matter. Mori is leaving soon, so there would be no incremental damage to the profits or losses of the club. I say if you want to, now would be the time."
I gaped at him, and he just shrugged.
"I suggest you finish getting ready."
I nodded glumly and went into the changing room to get my next dress on.
It was white, like the last, but puffed out unlike the last one. I also only had to simply tie a pink sash around my waist, and I was to wear a pink choker this time, with white dolly shoes.
Simple.
I tucked loose strands of hair behind my ear, smiled at my reflection, and walked out, head held high.
"Hurry up Haruhi." I said, walking past her to the other room.
After a short while, Haruhi came in looking quite nice.
"Where's the boss?" grumbled Hikaru.
"Yeah, he was looking forward to this the most." smiled Kaoru wistfully.
"Our king is lounging in music room three. He's entertaining lady Éclair." snapped Haruhi, looking pissed off.
The twins commented on her being jealous, to which even Takashi and Honey agreed.
"Like I said, I'm not. Look I-I just think he's being even more irresponsible than usual today. You said it yourself Kyouya sempai, he's compulsive."
"True, he certainly is." Kyouya said, not looking at us.
"But Haruhi, from what I've been told... his grandmother is making him do this." I said quietly.
Haruhi looked thoughtful for a moment, then asked.
"You know, Tamaki sempai's grandmother did seem cold towards him earlier, is there a reason for that?"
"Well... everyone else knows about it."
"See... Tamaki sempai is illegitimate."
They went on to explain how Tamakis father was forced to marry a women he did not love after his father passed away, due to his mothers wishes. But during a trip to France, he met and fell in love with Tamaki's mother, so he divorced the woman his mother had made him marry.
Tamaki's mother and father wedded and had him, but the grandmother did not approve of this, as soon his mothers business went belly side up. In later years, she feared for the continuation of the company, so allowed Tamaki to come to Japan, but at the cost of not seeing his mother ever again. If he were to even have contact with her, she would cut off all financial support that she had previously given, and his mother (who suffers from a medical condition) would grow even more ill and possibly die.
Tamaki has not seen his mother for the past two years, and despite this, he still puts a brave face on, still makes others smile... and that was his way of coping.
I guess, if he could bring brightness to someone else's day, it would cheer him up.
"Oh... my god." I said, wiping away the small tear that had formed in my eye. It was a sad story.
"The current patriarch may be Yuzuru Suoh technically, but for the time being, all the families assets remain under the control of Tamaki's grandmother." Said Kyouya "What's more, with his mothers health being so frail, Tamaki understood the grim prospects facing her if she were left to live in debt. So..."
So... Tamaki left to make sure his mother would stay alive and well.
"To this day, he's never seen her again... not once."
Haruhi had a grim look flick across her eyes, and I myself remembered the feeling of my mother shaking me, telling me that my daddy was gone, and not coming back.
I knew how Tamaki felt.
A tear slipped down my cheek, and I felt a rough hand wipe it away.
I looked to see Takashi stood beside me, and he pulled me into a gentle one armed hug... as if he knew what I'd been thinking.
"It's easy to feel sorry for him...but the hardships he endured as a child helped mold him into the person he is today. He'll be fine. The host club is his refuge, which means when all is said and done... he still has us."
I smiled slightly at Kyouya's words, and just briefly noticed that... everyone had gone. All the guests had vanished mid story.
Then the doors opened.
