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A/N: Hi! I'm getting back into updating often. I hope all my lovely readers enjoyed the last chapter. I'm just doing whatever comes to my mind for this chapter, so enjoy!

*Katsumi's POV*

"Nana, do you think white looks good on me?" I held up a white, spaghetti strapped sundress in front of me, and my best friend grimaced.

"You hate shopping. Why are we here if that's the case?"

"I'm struggling to get Tamaki's facial expression out of my head. He came across as being super angry with me. I don't blame him though. Nobuo just stormed in the scene, and complicated the entire situation." I concealed my face with my hands, disheartening myself extremely.

"Kat, you don't have to go pondering about that all the time. And besides," She grinned crookedly, and continued. "It wasn't even your fault. He appeared out of nowhere. You would've never known to tell Tamaki about him. You were trying to forget, so you did. That is, until he marched back into your life unexpectedly."

I shook my head violently, letting my violet hair flow with my motions. "It should've been the first thing I said to all of them, since our breakup was the reason I joined the host club. It was reckless of me to hide it from them, when I realized this was bound to transpire."

Nana frowned, and picked up a red dress off the racks. "This is cute."

I removed my hands from my face, and smiled unwillingly. "You know that I know that you just changed the subject."

Nana shoved the clothing towards me, and propelled me into the dressing room. I was relieved to have a friend like Nana right now.

*Tamaki's POV*

Today, I had taken the entire host club to a commoner's mall that seemed quite interesting. Haruhi and Angel really had no interest in coming, but I did. It was said to be a commoner hotspot, and that sparked something within me.

I wanted to buy Haruhi something special, so I entered a boutique filled with beautiful clothing that even I would be interested in. I thought it'd be a great deed to give a gift to my beloved daughter.

I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, trotting out of the women's dressing room. It was the exact person whom Angel and I had that mind-changing conversation about. This person was the one whom was dubbed the first female host of the host club. I'd thought I'd never see her here.

I nudged Angel with my elbow. "Is that Kat, over there in front of the dressing room?"

Angel stood up a bit taller, and poked her head around to see more clearly. She grinned, and replied, "Yup, that's Kat alright. I'd notice those violet locks anywhere." She hesitated, and continued. "You guys want to go say hi?"

I gulped uncertainly. I didn't have the heart to go and greet her as if nothing happened. I had run her out of the host club, and it had only been my doing. Though, I had to admit, right now, seeing her, had rage boiling below the surface.

Angel had nudged my shoulder, beckoning me with her eyes. She, along with the other hosts, wanted me to face my major fear. I, on the other hand, hadn't longed for that type of confrontation. It was one of those conditions where you look back, and tell yourself how much of a moron you are. You keep asking yourself why you did it, and how you can fix it without seeing her.

Honey pulled at my sleeve, peeking up at me. "Tama-Chan, just go see her. She'll forgive you. I'm sure of it."

I twisted around, and saw that I was outnumbered. Though, a plausible excuse came to me almost immediately. "I'm the president of this club, and I say that we just walk away… and go into a shop far away from here."

Haruhi breathed noticeably. "Senpai, just swallow your pride, and go talk to her. The worst thing she could do is not talk to you. And even then, you should know it'll all blow over in time."

I regained my boldness, and knew what I had to do at this point.

I told the club that I had to do this alone. Although I didn't want to, I recognized that it was important I did.

I gracefully strolled to the Women's dressing room. I know I couldn't go in, but I saw her best friend in front of it, so I approached her.

"Good afternoon, Nana."

"Oh, hi, Drama Queen."

"How are you on this glorious Friday afternoon?"

"Kat's in the dressing room. She'll be out in a minute," she stated in monotone.

I smiled sheepishly, and waited impatiently next to her.

"Nana, I don't think this is my style." She looked exceptionally dazzling today. Her cheeks were rosy, yet pale as usual, but they reddened instantly. Her violet hair was sprinkled with a few barrettes to hold her hair out of her eyes. The red, strapless dress clung to every curve she had, granted, she didn't have many. Her form just stole my breath way, and I was glad that I could admit it.

Nana pushed my mouth shut, as she noticed it was hanging low in astonishment. I couldn't seem to help it though. It was wholly out of my control.

"Hello, Sempai," she greeted after a long silence between us. "I didn't expect to see you here."

The ecstasy that I'd recently experienced was replaced by a bit of jealousy, and anger. I guess her voice had sparked something within me, some emotion beneath the bliss, just waiting to come out.

"I hadn't anticipated seeing you here either." The coldness and bitterness in my voice was unquestionably prominent. I saw her look down at her bare feel in remorse. I couldn't help but feel a bit guilty as well.

"Listen, Tamaki. I need to apologize for the whole Nobuo thing. I never meant to hurt you the way I did. I was in the process of trying to forget about him, and I absolutely never knew that he'd be coming back into my life. If I did know, I would've told you, but then again, I should've said that he was my reason for joining the host club." She paused, and finally scanned my expression quickly. "Can you find it in your heart to forgive me?"

Those eyes… I couldn't help but forgive her. It was an impulsive decision, but what can I say? I followed my instincts.

I nodded, and chuckled lightly. "You're forgiven… for now," I joked.

She laughed, tears escaping from her eyes. I couldn't be happier to be her friend today after such a long week of being without her.

*Normal POV*

Kat and Tamaki had gone to go get ice cream, while Nana joined the rest of the group. I assumed Tamaki wanted to sneak a date into their reconciliation.

We were told to stay behind at the mall. I guess he wanted just her with him. But, I knew the host club. They'd decided to follow, and pick up all the juicy details.

"What are they saying?" Hikaru hissed from our hiding spot behind the park bushes.

"How on earth would we be able to hear them from this distance?" Kyoya queried rhetorically, getting piqued.

"Be quiet, guys, or they'll find us out," I murmured crossly, trying to calm down the riled group around me.

"Shut up, guys! If you don't talk we'll be able to hear them clearly," Nana shut us up so quickly that it was sort of scary.

"I'm glad we sorted this out for ourselves, without getting the others involved," Tamaki began with a smile on his lips, and a sweet vanilla ice cream cone in his hands.

"I think so too. It would've been a calamity if they'd gotten involved in our fight. I think the twins would've blown it out of proportion." She giggled sweetly, making him aware that she was drained of all the energy she had.

"I still feel like I should've let you speak your mind more openly." He licked his ice cream contently, trying to break the nervous barrier.

"It's fine, Sempai. I know you've got a lot on your plate. It shouldn't just be about me, and what I have to say." She chomped off a chunk of her Rocky Road ice cream, and munched on it happily.

He frowned, I think. I'm not sure if it was a smile, because at this distance, things seemed to be very fuzzy and blurred.

Kat jumped, and fished her cell phone out of her sweatshirt. I couldn't quite tell who was on the phone, or what she was saying. All I know is that she looked like she was in a hurry, and leaving the scene.

A peculiar thing happened on this ordinary Friday. Kat seemed to build up the courage to give Tamaki a slight peck on the cheek. That's exactly what she did.

After that, she was gone. I know that moment, I felt like Kat had given me a little inspiration. She taught me that maybe it's not too bad to be a little daring sometimes. That's really how I had to be with Kyoya. I had to show him a part of me that was daring, and fun. I don't know how that would work, since he's more sophisticated than anything else. In order to be his type of daring, I might just get a lesson from the twins. That should help me out.

That day, I couldn't be happier for Kat, and her everlasting bravery. She had to affect all girls who are hopeless about love, even me.

A/N: YAY! I finally had something exciting happen. I hope all you readers stay loyal to my works even if they get dull and boring ^^

With love,

Angel