Seven boys sat quietly in the third music room, awaiting something interesting. Haruhi, a girl in disguise, studied in the corner for her math test the next day. The tall blonde, Tamaki, played a handheld video game determinedly, distracting the girl occasionally to notify her of his success. A pair of identical, symmetrical twins sat opposite him, also playing a game. Kyoya, the handsome mastermind of the group, sat at a separate table than the rest, writing things in a black book and punching numbers in a calculator. A small blonde dozed on a couch, covered by a blanket, holding a pink stuffed bunny. There was also me, a dark haired boy who sat silently, reading a newspaper.

Or so it appeared. I had a paper up and ready to read, but I couldn't focus my eyes on moving. I couldn't focus on anything at all. Tomorrow, was all I could think, Tomorrow is the day.

Every once in a while, my leg shook slightly, giddy to get away from the host club for a bit. I sighed sometimes, wishing that the clock would stop ticking by so slowly.

Haruhi looked up from her studies as I huffed loudly again. "Uh... Mori-senpai," I looked up from the same page I'd been staring at for 20 minutes, "Erm, are you alright? You seem a bit... Jumpy... Today. Is there something you're expecting?" My eyes widened slightly in shock, How can she tell? My cheeks turned a bit pink.

"No. It's nothing." I turned my blushing face back to the newspaper.

"Oh, I see. Okay then..." She turned back to her studies, but the other boys gasped and looked up at me.

"THAT'S RIGHT!" Hikaru shouted, and looked at Kaoru.

Kaoru shouted back, "THE OURAN FAIR WAS LAST WEEK! THAT MEANS-" They gripped the sides of their heads and shouted in perfect unison,

"SHE'S COMING BACK SOON!"

They stood and fist pumped the air joyfully.

Tamaki stood up and started pacing quickly, "You're right boys! And if Mori-senapi is so jittery, it must be either today or tomorrow! AHA! YOU WERE TRYING TO KEEP IT SECRET FROM US!" He whipped around to me, pointing a finger in accusation.

I stood, keeping a straight, yet horrifying face, "Of course I was." The melodramatic blonde shrunk back from me a little bit.

"Oh..."

Kyoya didn't look up from crunching his numbers, "Her flight arrives at 3 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Mori-senpai was going to go there alone to pick her up, most likely to get some alone time before she got bombarded by you nutcases." I felt like I was going to be sick. Well, I thought, there goes that.

I set the paper down and walked over to the door. "M-Mori-senpai, where are you going?" Tamaki's head flipped between Honey-senpai and I, still slumbering on his couch.

"To tell her to catch a different flight." I responded without turning my head. I left the door open behind me.

The boys and Haruhi sat silently for a moment, save for Kyoya and Honey, staring at the door in despiration.

Haruhi spoke first, "Is he... Really going to leave us... With Honey-senpai!?" She twitched with the idea, unsure if she could handle that.

I stepped lightly down the hallway, turned a few corners to lose myself, and pulled out my phone. I selected New Message and typed in her name. I wasn't sure if she'd respond, she rarely kept her phone with her, since she was on business. Sighing, I typed it out anyways.

Think you'll make your flight? It's okay if you get a different one. I'll be there no matter what.

To my happy surprise, she responded almost immediately.

Of course, silly! I'm packing now, though, so I'll have to talk to you later so I can get this done. I love you! Can't wait to get back! :) 3

My heart beat. It was almost like talking to her straight. I sighed. It's going to be a pain, with all of them around. My mind flickered to Haruhi. She'd be good friends with her, right? I think so... I continued my distracted walk, trying to think of how they'd get along, when I heard my name being called. I lifted my head slowly, trying to find the source of the caller. A girl in a bright yellow dress was waving at me enthusiastically. I huffed silently and closed my eyes in frustration. I was so tired of the host club girls... I just wanted my girl back.

I walked toward her anyway, not wanting to upset her, always eager to please. "Good afternoon, Mori-senpai! You look tired today, is something wrong?" Her eyes looked worried underneath her baby bangs. I avoided her face and stared instead at the small green head-band she used as an accessory. She'd even used that last year...

"No... Just tired." I smiled and continued on my way, leaving her standing a little ways away from her friends. I walked to the school's garden, something most people didn't know was there, and sat on a bench deep in the middle of it.

I closed my eyes and let my mind wander to the days I'd walked with her through here... Days when we didn't worry about anything... Sadly, there was only one day I'd ever actually sat on this bench... The day after our Tokyo trip. My face heated up at just the thought of that night. It was so perfect... She was so perfect... I opened my eyes and stood up. I'd have to get back to the hosts soon... Luckily, I could stand the thought of it by repeating to myself silently, She comes back tomorrow, she comes back tomorrow, she comes back tomorrow...

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My bag slipped off my shoulder as the hurried man I was passing hit me. I slid it back into place, holding it down as I wedged myself between the crowds of people. Wearing a cut-off tee and jeans, I stood out among all the men and women clad in business suits and work clothes. A random hand grasped mine, and I whipped my head to see Mitskuni, hoping I'd hold his hand so he wouldn't get lost. He stuck out just as much as I did, and reminded me that sadly, so did the four other boys and the girl trailing behind us.

All of us were dressed casually, Haruhi allowing herself some time to dress like a girl. Tamaki dragged her along like an enthusiastic child. It was clear that they felt strongly for each other, though neither had the guts to make it official. Then again, I hadn't much room to talk, I'd needed the twins' help to make my own relationship official... And that had ended in an engagement! So maybe it's not such a bad thing after all, huh?

The crowd thinned with every step we took toward arrivals. Hm, I thought, Looks like she caught a not-so-packed flight...

The rest of the host club sat on the seats provided off to the side of the open space. I stood where I could see the doorway, pretty much in the middle of the walkway. I was so intent on seeing her first that I didn't notice when Kyoya walked up next to me until he cleared his throat.

He pushed his glasses up farther on his nose, "So, you're really going to stare at that door til she gets here, eh?"

"Mmm." I replied. I didn't have much to say when she was away. I was, believe it or not, more talkative around her.

He chuckled slightly, "Well, you have fun with that. I'll be in the cafe we passed on the way here. Have someone holler if they need me." I thought about why he would tell me if he knew I was focused on seeing her. Then I realized that if he tells only me, he won't be disturbed at all. Smart guy.

I glanced down at my watch, 3:04 pm. Any minute now...

Then I saw her. I'd almost forgotten just how breathtakingly beautiful she really was. Her hair was wound up in a messy bun, but her bangs hung over her face like a shining brown curtain. She wasn't wearing makeup, but her eyes still shone like turquoise. She wore a tight hoodie and very loose, plush pajama pants. They had Hello Kitty stitched on them. I smiled and started moving toward her, one word escaping my lips as I went,

"Rebekah."