A/N: In each chapter Haruhi meets another host on the balcony (for example: she meets Tamaki first and the next chapter it's Kyoya but it's like the previous chapter never happened) so there is no real pairing and if you wish to skip a host or you're really set on only one pairing you can skip all other chapters since they will be titled with the hosts' names: first will be Tamaki, then Kyoya, the twins, Takashi, Mitsukuni and Arata for last.
It was Tama-nii who smiled back at me, his pearl white teeth flashing in the dark. "Good evening, my princess." He greeted me.
I rolled my eyes, with a small smile. "Shouldn't you be inside?"
"It was getting too hot with all those beautiful ladies in one room." He replied and looked around carefully. "Where's that bodyguard guy?" he asked suspicious.
"Arata? I wouldn't know, I haven't seen him yet."
"Well, if he tries to annoy you, call me." He said and smiled broadly. "I'll rescue you like a real prince!"
"I can take care of myself, Tama-nii." I replied.
He sulked. "But that's no fun~ I want to rescue you!"
I sighed. "Just leave it to me, Tama-nii, I don't need rescues."
His shoulders slumped and he muttered something incoherently under his breath, watching me with puppy eyes, begging for permission.
I ignored his sulking. "How are you enjoying the party?"
He immediately stopped sulking and smiled joyfully "It's fun, but it would be even more fun with the beautiful princess dancing with me." He bowed and reached for my hand. "May I have this dance, Haruhi-hime?"
"Aren't there other beautiful girls in the room to dance with, Tama-nii?"
He straightened again and smiled his most charming smile. "But none of them is as beautiful as my sweet daughter."
"I'm not your daughter, Tama-nii."
He fell silent and hesitated before he spoke again. "No, indeed."
I was slightly surprised at his reaction. "But I'll always be your sister." I assured him and smiled.
Instead of cheering him up with that comment, as I had hoped and expected it would, he frowned rueful and started sulking again. He cocked his head and stepped closer to me, so close I could feel his body heat.
"Haruhi… I…" He started unsure, stumbling over his words. I waited for him to speak and watched as his mouth formed unspoken words. His face become bright red. He swallowed difficult and stared me in the eyes, not once breaking the eye contact.
He took a deep breath and when he spoke, his voice was but a faint whisper. "I… don't want to be your father or brother."
I frowned confused. "Then what do you want to be?"
He uncertainly searched my eyes and reached for my face with his hand to stroke back a strand of hair, his thumb tracing my cheek. He still didn't answer as he leaned closer, our noses touching and our breaths mixing.
He conveyed his feelings, without speaking another word.