A/N: Hello my lovelies~ Soooo, I've had people wondering if I'm going to be evil and make Kyoya break her heart or such, well... you'll just have to wait and find out! But for now, I'm mixing things up, just to progress the story a little.

Enjoy a Tamaki point of view chapter!~

Tamaki POV

It was Thursday night and I was sitting glumly on the Hitachiin's luxurious bed, surrounded by cheesy comic books and random textbooks. Each time I picked up either though, the words wouldn't register properly in my mind and the pictures seemed to drain of their usual colour and magic. All I could do was stare at the ceiling and let my mind wander to places I'd rather it wouldn't go. Exams were coming up and apparently I was the perfect 'study buddy' for the Hitachiin twins tonight. Although I'm sure they either had ulterior motives or they just couldn't talk Haruhi into helping them. I could see them both out of my peripheral vision, situated on black and white leather lounge chairs, slumped over textbooks but neither were reading.

"What's wrong, boss?" Kaoru sang as he carefully took aim and proceeded to fling a pen across the room at his twin brother.

"Yeah, you were supposed to be helping us study," Hikaru groaned. He had been deep in concentration, colouring in a doodle of some misshapen animal on the side of his notebook when Kaoru's pen smacked him in the side of the head.

"Not mope about!" They both called out together. Four amber eyes were boring into me and there was no avoiding them.

"It's nothing…" I sighed, rolling onto my side and snatching up a textbook. Even if I wasn't going to read it, I could at least pretend to be doing something productive. Although when I focussed on the book I realised that it was upside down and in some obscure foreign language, possibly German or Dutch, I can't be sure. Smooth, Tamaki, smooth.

Two weights made their presence known on the supersized bed. I could feel them crawling closer and closer, prowling like cats about to pounce on their vulnerable prey, until they yelled right in my ear, "Out with it!"

They just stared at me. I stared back. They stared harder. Why did there have to be two of them? Two stubborn redheaded devils were more than I could handle. My fingers played with the quilt cover, tracing random shapes into the fabric whilst I tried to form my jumbled, nonsensical thoughts into words. "It's just, what did you think about Kyoya and Haruhi starting to date?"

"Huh?" Both mirrored the same puzzled expression and exasperation and embarrassment welled up inside me. I knew there was no point telling them, they didn't care.

"Did it make you feel like you were dying inside?" I asked hesitantly, clutching roughly at the blanket. My stomach knotted up while I waited for a reply.

"Boss…" Kaoru muttered sympathetically, eyeing his brother in the way that told me they were silently communicating. They almost seemed to be arguing purely through their facial expressions and it was captivating and confusing at the same time.

"I don't get it! A father should want the best for their daughter!" My pent up frustrations were let loose on the twins' pillows, squeezing it relentlessly until the anger ran its course, making me going limp and letting it fall off the side of the bed. "Which Kyoya is… So why do I feel like it's wrong?"

"Tamaki-sempai, you really don't know?" Hikaru grasped at my arm and pulled me around to face him fully. I could sense his impatience rolling off him in waves. His eyes searched my own; looking for an answer that I wasn't even sure was there.

"What do you mean?" I muttered, which only served to infuriate him further.

Hikaru pushed himself up into a kneeling position and glared down at me. Exasperation tainted his features. "That you're in lov-"

Kaoru leapt forward and clamped a hand across his brother's mouth and wrestled him down onto the bed forcefully. I watched in a dumbfound stupor. He didn't need to finish that sentence. I knew the words that were going to go tumbling out of his mouth and reach my ears. No, it's alright, I must have misheard him. Or he's gone crazy. Both were strong possibilities.

"Hikaru! Can it! He has to figure it out for himself," Kaoru hissed.

They fought for a minute until Hikaru found an opening and managed to wrench Kaoru's arm away from his face just enough to send a retort, "He'll be a pensioner before he realises it!"

"What aren't you telling me?!" My patience wears out and I launch myself at them, sending us tumbling into a heap of flailing limbs, random curses and shouts of surprise and anger.

"That you're in love with her!" Hikaru chokes out as I catch him in a headlock. His words make me freeze up and Kaoru pulls his brother to safety while I'm caught off guard. So I wasn't hearing wrong. He thinks I'm in love with her. I can't be. Daddy loves his princess. Wants to see her marry a strong, handsome man and live happily ever after. But… But- Oh.

"Now you've done it," Kaoru smacks his brother around the back of the head as they witness my expression flicker from one emotion to the next then go blank.

"I'm… in love with Haruhi?" I whisper breathlessly. It made sense, finally, as if the last piece of the intricate puzzle just slotted into place and I was looking upon the big picture for the first time. Normally I would curl up into a ball until the shock stopped overwhelming me, but it wasn't an option here, lying across my friends' bed.

"Duh!"

"That's ridiculous! I'm her father!" I don't need telling that I'm in denial. I know it. But not knowing was better.

"Hikaru, you've done enough now," Kaoru said softly, making his way off the bed and backing away awkwardly. His brother followed suit with a small amount of encouragement which left me sitting awkwardly arguing with myself inside my head. I had to get out.

My feet made it onto the floor and carried me out the door, my belongings left forgotten. They weren't important right now. I walked home, not even registering that I was really moving. The next thing I remember fully was lying in bed wondering why my best friend got the girl before me, I was meant to be the prince of the host club…