Was bored and decided to write this. I've never written for a manga before though. I have written for a novel though. A famous one...Twilight. x3 But, I'm not going to be like all of those others who are like, "Oh, please don't flame me! I've never written before!" No, you can flame all you want, but I at least want you to keep an open mind.

Haruhi ran faster down the elite halls of Ouran Academy, attempting to get to the Host Club's meeting before she was considered late. If she were to be late again, Kyoya would surely have her head.

Fortunately for her, she made it outside of the doors just as the minute came. She breathed a sigh of relief and put her small hand on the golden handle, twisting it until it opened.

"Haruhi!" she heard three voices call, which confused her because usually there were four.

Looking around the room, she noticed everything was almost as normal as it should be. The only problem was Tamaki, who was looking out the large window, sitting on the window sill, unusually quiet. His eyes were glazed over and he looked lost in thought.

"Eh? Senpai?" Haruhi asked as she walked over to him, ignoring all of the others' stares.

The blonde seemed to snap out of his trance and look over a Haruhi, a light blush coming across his cheeks and a small smile forming on his features. "Sorry, Haruhi. I was lost in thought."

Haruhi couldn't help but smile a bit as Tamaki did. She's not sure what made her do so, but it irritated Hikaru, who was by Kaoru's side. Not only did it frustrate him because he liked Haruhi as well, but seeing her seem so oblivious to her own emotions was absolutely infuriating!

Haruhi nodded and turned to Kyoya who was writing things down in a notebook and typing things on a computer. "What's today's meeting about, Kyoya-senpai?" she asked politely, hoping not to disturb the Shadow King.

"We were going to discuss about what our next theme should be," he answered without looking up.

"Oh," was all she said as she headed over to where a small, perky teen boy sat with his Usa-chan while eating cake.

"Hi, Haru-chan!" Hunni greeted, putting another piece of cake in his mouth.

"Mitsukuni," Mori-senpai's voice came from behind him. His deep, flat voice caught the small boy's attention. "There's cake on your face," he said as he kneeled down and used a napkin to wipe it off gently.

"Thanks, Takashi!" Hunni-senpai said, hugging Mori around the neck.

Haruhi smiled gently and went over to the twins who were playing some hand-held game, screaming things at each other.

"Move left, Kaoru!"

"I did!"

"Then go to your other left!"

Haruhi's sweat dropped and she stood to leave, but Hikaru held her right hand down and Kaoru had a hold of her left. "Where are you going?" Hikaru breathed in her ear.

"Yeah, where to? We want you to come play with us," Kaoru said in the same breathy voice.

"It seemed like you two were having pleanty fun by yourselves," she said and stood up again, only to be pulled down once more.

"Yes, but it would be even more fun if you can play, too, Haruhi," they chuckled.

Tamaki appeared out of nowhere, hitting both of the twin's chins, making them fall backwards. "Stop messing with Haruhi, you insolent twins."

The twins rubbed their chins and glanced at each other, thinking the same thing...He didn't call her 'his daughter' like he usually would.

Hikaru's jealousy flared a bit, but his temper was in control. For now, at least. Kaoru smiled apologetically at his older twin, glacing back at Haruhi and Tamaki before taking Hikaru's hand and leading him away. Hikaru bit his lip and looked over at his shoulder at the two before smirking slightly, and turning away. Did he finally realize?

"Haruhi..." Tamaki started.

Haruhi just stared at his violet eyes until he said her name. "Hai?"

"I have to tell you something. Please, come to the garden with me, will you?" he asked.

She blushed lightly and smiled. "Sure, senpai."

The 'senpai' thing made his thrumming heart sink slightly, but he recomposed himself and told Kyoya where they would be.

"You're not going to do anything inappropriate with her, are you?" Kyoya asked, the light making a glare on his glasses so Tamaki couldn't see his eyes.

Tamaki gaped. "No! Of course not! How could you think so lowly of me?"

The Shadow King smirked but said, "Be back soon, we still have to suggest what outfits to wear."

The blonde king nodded before taking Haruhi's forearm and leading her outside.

Once they made it to the garden, Tamaki let go of Haruhi. They walked in a comfortable silence before she said, "Senpai...why did you take me out here?"

"I wanted to tell you somthing important, but I didn't want anyone else around."

Haruhi could see the hesitation in his eyes. "Tamaki-senpai? What is it?"

"I...Haruhi I...When I figured this out, I couldn't help but think of how much of an idiot I am. Now when I look back and realize that slowly I was falling. Falling into somewhere of the unknown. I couldn't stop. I kept going further and deeper, into the heart of a girl," a small smile played across his lips.

Something flared in Haruhi. She wasn't sure what it was because this feeling was strange and new to her. She believes she had read it somewhere but never experienced it....Could it be that feeling of raging jealousy that she has heard of so many times before? No, it couldn't. What could she be jealous of? She should be happy that Tamaki finally found someone for once.

"A heart of a girl. Who?" Haruhi asked, trying harder than ever to push these envious feelings downwards.

"Haruhi, I..." Tamaki cut himself off. He didn't know how to say it. He couldn't.

"Senpai? Please just come out with it," she pleaded, wanting this torture to be over.

"First of...Haruhi, can I be your friend?" he asked, hesiatant in every word he said.

"I thought you already were." The brown haired girl was confused to no end.

"Then why do you still call me Senpai?"

"Because...I..." To be honest, Haruhi didn't know herself. She thought that if she did, Tamaki would scold her for not using formalities. "I don't know. I'm sorry."

He chuckled slightly. "You have nothing to be sorry for. Just call me Tamaki."

"Okay...Tamaki," she smiled.

Tamaki did the same. "Haruhi, can I tell you what I wanted to say now?"

She nodded and looked into his violet eyes, seeming to get lost in them. "Hai."

The blond stopped, making the girl do the same. Putting his hands on her small, petite shoulders, he gazed into her deep, brown eyes. "Haruhi," he started to shuffle nervously. He didn't know how to say it in Japanese. So, he decided to say it in French. "Je t'aime." (Sorry if it is incorrect. I just went online and used a translator.)

Little did Tamaki know, Haruhi had been studying French. "Tama..." She couldn't speak. She was confused. Why would someone as amazing and rich as him love some one like her? Why can't she even understand her own feelings? What is going on?

Tamaki began to get nervous. Did she understand what he had said? Does she feel the same?

"Tamaki, I..." Haruhi didn't understand anything. "I don't know. I don't know if I could say the same. I'm so confused. Is that why I always blush when I'm around you, smile whenever you do, unconciously move closer to you, and keep getting lost in your eyes? Is that what love is?"

"Haruhi, love is amazing, isn't it? Understanding each other, feeling the other's sorrow and pain, not feeling uncomfortable or insecure around the other, being able to love despite flaws and mistakes, and so much more. Love is the feeling that flutters around in my stomach whenever I see you, whether you're crying, angry, happy, or excited. Anything. Love is powerful," he finished.

Haruhi closed her eyes, a smile spreading across he features. She reached out and grasped Tamaki's hand and held it tight, opening her eyes to the sunset before them.

"Love is powerful..." she mused, glancing at Tamaki, who stared into the setting sun.

Letting the warmth of the sun come down on the two, they both closed their eyes and sqeezed the other's hand, taking in deeps breaths.

"Powerful," she repeated, peeking one eye open at the blonde who seemed so idiotic and foolish on the inside, but so caring and loving on the out. "It is, isn't it?"

Well? In my opinion, it sucked. But, tell me what you thought in a review. Some of it is confusing, though, so if you are confused, I'll get back to you. Lol.

x3

Sorry it's short. But tell me what u think in a revieww!!!

Team Hitachiin.x.x.

SHOULD I CONTINUE?!?! Rofl (:

U know what I've always wanted to say?

'Damn rich ninjas...'

Rofl....u know...reffering to Hunni and Mori 'cause they take...martial...arts...heh... O_O'