Author Notes: Sorry for taking so long with this series. It has been one of those days that I have not spent a lot of time working on this story. This is the final chapter of the story as there will be a continuation of their relationship in another.

Mix Twenty: Disco Rock

Tamaki sat in his classroom staring out the window the next day; he had fallen asleep during homeroom and Kyouya who hated the task of having to wake the blond-haired-Host King up was the one who was the unfortunate victim of his fatigued state. Luckily, the worse that he got was staying after school to copy words from the dictionary and write an essay on why it was essential to stay awake during class. He pulled his cell phone out from his pocket glancing down at the picture of Sally he set as his wallpaper. His face turned a soft hue of red at the memories of the previous evening when they spent it at the arcade playing Uki Doki Memorial Fighter Alpha 4.

He shook his head to clear out the thoughts and muster up the courage to ask Sally out for another date. While their relationship as that of a serious one. He had something he kept from her and that no one not even the rest of the host club knew about. He really wanted to show her something that he kept hidden…his precious yet favored items in the world, sure most boys his age would have a stash of Playboy magazine's hidden under their beds.

Of course he was not the type to have those magazines under his bed, instead he had a collection of memorabilia from the seventies era. He stumbled across the collection when he arrived in Japan at the age of fourteen; he was exploring the mansion on a day where he did not go off on trips to the various places that he heard from his father. The box was sitting inside a storage room under larger boxes containing photo albums and old business files, the box filled with circular objects he had learned were records and a few old clothes that he later found out belonged to his father. Surprisingly enough they fit him, he was able to enjoy the time listening to the old records, and researching, he was able to notice a few of the dances. While other days he spent his time blasting the music all night until Shima complained about the noise and he would have to turn it down.

Those were his treasures aside from his prized collection of commoner figurines, he had not told many people of his discovery or newfound love of the era known as the Disco era, but if he had, he could hear the laughter and jeering from his friends. This secret was one he would take to his grave. At least he would have one other person to partake in the enjoyment of something that others might have found to be silly or meant for adults.

There were days where he would almost tell Kyouya about it, but if the Shadow King found out, he would probably laugh at him too. At those thoughts, he shook his head deciding that if he was going to live with a secret at least another person would know of the secret and keep it from everyone until the day they died.

"Suou…"

Maybe Sally would understand his plight of having to keep the obsession and his collection a secret from those who would probably laugh and tease him about it.

"Suou…"

Great now he was worrying more than needed, damn his worrywart side he inherited from his mother's side. How could he tell his new friend, a girl nonetheless that he was a disco dancing, seventies memorabilia collector?

"SUOU,"

Snapping out of his inner musings Tamaki looked up making eye contact with his chemistry teacher, who did not look too happy at the fact that he was daydreaming instead of taking notes on how to conduct an experiment without blowing up the classroom or sending half of his classmates to Kingdom come.

"Our King is currently spending the day with Miss Moore."

Kyouya put a sign outside the host club's door with the words closed for the day on it. He looked at the group of disappointed guests. "I promise that we'll be open tomorrow after school and that we'll make it up to you ladies."

The girls nodded in unison.

Once the crowd were gone, Kyouya walked into the music room letting out a small grunt of annoyance.

"That idiot just left without giving me prior warning,"

"Senpai, he's in love." Haruhi added. "And senpai's pretty smitten with Sally-chan and I think it's cute he's happy."

"We should go hang out with them!" Honey said. "Tama-chan and Sally-chan would want us to keep them company today."

"I don't think that Sally-chan knows that the boss's coming to see her." Hikaru shook his head. "But guess we'll spend our time relaxing…or we could always go spy on them."

"Hikaru! We shouldn't bother Tamaki-senpai on his date." Haruhi said. "He wouldn't do that with us."

"It'll be fun and you're curious as to what they're up to." Hikaru leaned forward and whispered in Haruhi's ear. "We'll give you all the fancy tuna you want…if you go with us."

"I am not going to let food make me go against not spying." Haruhi mumbled.

"Come on Haruhi," Kaoru walked over with a plate of Fancy Tuna. He sat it down in front of Haruhi.

"That's not real…"

"Yes it is." Kaoru picked up the piece of sushi with the chopsticks and brought it to Haruhi's mouth. "Say ahh."

Haruhi chomped down on the piece of sushi before Kaoru could snatch it away. She finally nodded. "We can go but I want more later."

"Hooray Haruhi's in!"

Sally blinked in surprise when she found Tamaki standing outside of the gate to her house, she had planned to go out for the afternoon to the new record shop in town to pick up a few new records for her to mix when she came across the blonde happily waiting for her. She did not question how he found her house but realized that living in such a large gated community that Tamaki lived three houses down from her. She had pulled her hair back in two short pigtails at the top of her head and she was wearing a white shirt with metallic heart and a pair of baggy pants with platforms; most of the time she would wear her clothes she wore when shopping but today was a raver day.

"Oh, did I catch you at a bad time Sally?" Tamaki asked feeling embarrassed at surprising the girl with a visit, maybe he should have called her ahead of time instead of springing a surprise visit. Smiling he ran a hand through his hair and said. "I wanted to spend my day with you."

"Uh-huh," Sally said staring at him in the face. "You're a terrible liar, you know that, you wanted to hang out with me, and you were too afraid to ask me to come over your house because your dad might assume that you and I are fuckin' when he's not home. But hey I'll hang out with you again; it'd be nice to get out of here only after I finish some business I had to take care of in town."

"I'll accompany you," Tamaki said giving her one of his charming smiles. "Allow me to be your shepherd as we partake in the sights and sounds of the city."

"Ok , Rene no one talks like that, it is charming though." Sally said shaking her head. "Come on let's hit the town's record store to pick up some records."

"Records?"

The familiar scent of nostalgia wafted through the air of the record store as many people young and old browsed through the boxes and rows upon rows of records sitting on various shelves and tables, the records were a favorite among collectors or like the famous DJs who used the music as a way to host a party. However, the business the store attracted were ravers who used many old school melodies as scratch fodder. They spent a while afternoon looking for music to play at their parties or some even used the records as a way to bring an amusing theme to many retro raves where people dressed up in costume from different eras.

"I'm looking for one specific record," Sally said looking at the blond with a smile. "I need an old school seventies album to use as scratch fodder for this rave I'm hosting, I am hoping it'd be fast enough to dance to but still have a beat that I can mix some Outkast with."

Tamaki nodded as he walked over to the record boxes and began looking through them, he began wondering why Sally just did not ask to borrow any records from him, though he had yet to tell her about it, as he was not able to reveal his secret to anyone. "My raver princess, why don't we use some of the older classics?"

"You mean something from the sixties?" Sally raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "If I didn't know any better I'd swear you are trying to keep me from messing with the seventies era or something, come on dude, music is music it brings together most people who are brought together to a rave so they can enjoy the sights and sounds while still maintain the lifestyle that Life is a Party."

Tamaki nodded and glanced into the box he was standing next to, sitting inside was a record often overlooked by many people but he had yet to add it to his collection as he had not found it anywhere but online, even then he chose to wait until he found it in Japan. Picking up the record carefully and inspecting it for any imperfection or cracks, he nodded realizing that it was in good condition. Smiling he turned to rush off and buy it.

"Hey cool you found the record I needed," Sally, said taking it from him. "Awesome this is going to be wild to play at the rave I am holding this weekend."

"Wait, I actually was planning to…" Tamaki said looking longingly at the record.

"Oh, wait since you found it," Sally handed it to him and smiled. "You can keep it; I can just borrow it from you whenever I need it."

Tamaki smiled taking the record and rushing off to buy it, he paused in mid-step looking at the large display case full of various colored headphones, he walked over and looked them over while trying to decide what to get. He saw a pair of pink headphones sitting alone on the shelf and picked them up looking them over they were wireless and more feminine than the others. Smiling he headed off to buy them with the record.

"Damn…these records are all old and dusty," Sally mumbled looking through the boxes, she had to find a good song to use for the rave, of course one record was good but she wanted at least three to play a variety of seventies music. Sighing she turned around and continued looking that is until she felt a pair of warm hands on her neck. She let out a loud shriek and flipped the person over her shoulder. She gasped in surprise when she saw it was Tamaki.

"What the hell RENE?!" She shouted in anger looking at him, she felt a weight on her shoulders and touched the foreign item that was not there before. She pulled them off and looked closely. "Dude, these headphones are awesome,"

"I wanted to give you something as a way to say thank you for helping me the other day," Tamaki said quietly, he looked up at Sally noticing she was blushing.

"Dude, these are awesome, but you didn't have to get me anything." Sally said she held out her hand and helped him up from the floor. "Come on we should get out of here and hang out at your place before it gets late, I wasn't able to find any disco records anyway."

Those were the magic words as Tamaki grabbed Sally's hand and rushed out of the record store, he finally could show her his collection, and they would get the chance to bond over a mutual secret.

"OH MY GOD,"

Sally walked into Tamaki's bedroom looking at the various posters, records, and seventies memorabilia, she felt as though she had fallen into a time machine and brought back to the era of disco dance. Turning around she looked at him with eyes shining. "Dude, how in the hell…where in the…oh my fucking god! You are disco king or something! Are you sure you're not some perverted old man who looks like he's a teenager?"

"I'm a collector," Tamaki admitted. "Some of this is my dad's."

Sally nodded and walked over to the glass display case holding a disco suit complete with platforms, she looked at Tamaki a moment. "This is impressive, I find it kind of funny you're retro like I am, and it's impressive." She fell silent thinking it over and smiled. "Hey, I have a wild idea, I'll go home and get some of my old disco clothes and you wear that suit and we'll hang out retro style."

"Sounds like fun my raver queen." Tamaki said he gave a smile and walked over to his record collection to pull out some dance records they could listen to and maybe even dance to.

"I'll be back in twenty minutes," Sally said rushing out of his room and heading off to go home.

"Are you sure that Tama-Chan won't mind us coming to visit him?"

Honey looked at the other hosts who were standing outside of Tamaki's mansion, they had lost sight of him earlier when he left the record store and decided to wait until he came back home to confront him. They had saw Sally leave then come back carrying a bag on her shoulder. Therefore, they decided to go and find out what was going on.

The door opened and Shima gave a smile to the hosts who had come to visit. "Hello young masters," she said with a smile. "If you're looking for master Tamaki he's with a guest in the ballroom."

"Thank you Shima," Kyouya said as he then looked at the hosts. "Come on let's go get that idiot."

Walking down the hallways of the large mansion the hosts could hear the sound of disco music playing from the ballroom, as they got closer it became louder, the apparent lights of what appeared to be a disco ball on the ceiling was made clearer.

"Tama-Chan's…"

"No way…"

"Dude…"

The Hosts stared at the sight before them, their host king was dressed in a disco costume, and he was dancing with Sally who was dressed in a disco costume as well. They stared in shock at the way they were dancing to the retro music often reserved for the elderly or adult generation. What made it even more of a sight was that Tamaki and Sally both were not caring that the light from the disco ball above them would blind them.

"Tama-Chan's a disco fantastic," Honey noted shaking his head and then looked up noticing Mori had his phone out recording the whole thing.

"That moron kept this from us why…" Kyouya said shaking his head watching Tamaki and Sally dance.

The twins began laughing at the way their king was dancing though they were happy he was not depressed anymore but continued laughing at how retro everything was. They decided they would wait until Tamaki was done dancing to reveal themselves.

"Are you sure that Tamaki-senpai didn't hit his head as a child?" Haruhi asked looking at Kyouya.

"His father dropped him on the head as a child," Kyouya said. "That's what Tamaki told me so this could be the reason why he's acting strangely.

In the ballroom Tamaki took Sally's hand and began spinning around her, he stared deep into her green eyes as he watched them light up with laughter and happiness. For those few moments, he felt more at ease and realized that he was developing strange feelings for the raver. Ignoring the rapid beating of his heart, he stopped spinning around and dipped her at the song ended.

"Dude that was awesome…" Sally whispered looking up at him, the way the light illuminated his hair and the way his eyes were a lighter violet than normal. "I knew we were kindred spirits."

"GOT YA BOSS!"

The doors to the ballroom opened as the twins and Hosts made themselves known, of course, it did not help that Tamaki dropped Sally onto the floor.

"Damn it Rene!" Sally screamed in fury glaring daggers at him.

Moreover, that my friends is only the beginning, of course after that night of being discovered by the Host Club about being disco fanatics.

Needless to say that the video of their dance ended up on the Host club's website the next day.

End

Author's Notes: I hope you enjoyed the final chapter of the story, their love story continues in We are the girls of the host club. Which will show more of their relationship and of course, the road they had to take to become a couple. Thanks for reading and please review!