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Chapter 22

Kyouya looked up through the crowd to see Tamaki smiling happily down on Haruhi; she returned the smile her small giggle ringing out over the music. Kyouya felt his heart constrict and the room spun.

He'd lost her; he could see it in their faces. Haruhi was a million miles from his reach.

A few hours earlier

Tamaki raced up the hallway towards Kyouya's room. Banging on the door in increasingly demand Kyouya finally opened the door looking blurry eyed and dangerous.

"This better be good." He snapped pushing ruffled hair from his face to glare at the way to happy teen.

"She said yes!" Kyouya straightened quickly reigning in his excitement that Haruhi had agreed to the party.

"Good." Kyouya began to close the door but Tamaki stuck his foot into the way and stopped him.

"What now." The dangerous look now came from Tamaki, one Kyouya had never seen in the teen's eyes before. Interesting.

"This will be your last chance, Kyouya. She can no longer take the struggle of all this. Its pulling her down." Tamaki's tone was a clear warning and Kyouya set his eyes in a glare to make the intensity of Tamaki's.

"Is that a threat?"

"It is a promise. I care a great deal for Haruhi, I will not see her brought down by this anymore." The look disappeared as quickly as it had come and Tamaki burst into a ray of sunshine.

"I shall see to all the preparations and more!" He sauntered off down the hallway calling out to the other host members still snuggled into their rooms along the hallway.

Shutting his door quietly Kyouya stepped back into the darkness of his lavished hotel room. Looking around the room was cold and dark, as many perceived him to be. Looking around his mind worked slowly this time, everything had to be perfect.

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Tamaki waited impatiently as Haruhi was changing in her room. He'd bought her a beautiful dress he hoped would please her. Shed huffed and glared at the usual offerings but took it quietly and slipped into the back room. Things had been going perfect for the party preparations but Tamaki felt a stab of guilt in his middle for his actions towards Kyouya today, but it was all true. Tamaki could no longer watch Haruhi fall like this, and know that he aided in her pain. He would give Kyouya until the parties end to take Haruhi back into his arms, if she turned from him he would help her rebuild her life once more. It pained Tamaki to know she had fallen so hard for Kyouya in such a short time. He hadn't known what had been going on between the two until later, but he wondered just how long the two had their eyes on the other, whether it was conscious or not. Tamaki had a feeling it had been quite a while.

Kyouya had never strayed from his merit path. He could find benefits to him in every action he took, and those taken by others. He was the perfect puppet master, but Haruhi was the one who had broken those strings and now the puppet master was lost just as much as she was.

"How does it look?" Haruhi's voice brought Tamaki from his thoughts and left him speechless. Standing slowly, his jaw on the floor Tamaki could only stare at the beauty of the woman standing before him. Her face was beautiful painted with very natural looking makeup that made her eyes pop. Her hair, still short, was twisted off to the side and pinned in a very elegant fashion, but the dress…Tamaki was speechless how beautiful she looked in it. Tamaki had picked a long dress that fell all the way to the floor, it was sliming and very form fitting. The shoulders were bare expect for a pattern of lace roses that came down across the dress in a S curve that ended on her left thigh.

"Does it look that bad?" Haruhi teased, she too had felt awe struck to feel this beautiful in this dress. Tamaki had finally outdone himself on her outfits. Tamaki stepped forward and took her hand, he kissed her fingers as he bowed and smiled as he straightened a blush settled on Haruhi's cheeks.

"You look amazing my dear. You will be the star of the party."

"Yea, that's what I'm afraid of." Haruhi teased throwing her arms up and shuffling around Tamaki, it was then he realized she was missing the most important item for any woman about to embark on the journey of her heart. Heels.

"Her Haruhi sit down, you are yet missing one more thing." Haruhi sat as asked and looked supisoulsy at the box Tamaki produced from behind a chair. Looking at the box haruhi knew they were to be shoes. Hoping for sneakers she waited.

"Wow, those are pretty." Haruhi had to admit as Tamaki opened the show box revealing the same lacy rose pattern on a pair of two inch heels. Tamaki slipped them on to her delicate little feet and smiled at the overall look of her dress pulled up slightly as she peered downwards at the shoes.

"If you need help walking, I'll be glad to lend you my arm." Tamaki teased bowing again to the lovely woman. Haruhi stood and walked perfectly down the hall to her room where she inspected the finished look. Tamaki followed his eye brows raised high.

"You walk well in heels now? How did you mange that?" Tamaki asked inquiring as the beauty examined herself with a blush in the mirror. Her eyes flashed to Tamaki as he watched her through the mirror. She was too embarrassed to say she'd found a pair of old heels that had belonged to her mother and been practicing walking in them. Kyouya always had to bend to hug or kiss her; she had hoped to match his height one day. Her face bloomed with embarrassment.

"I really appreciate all you've done Tamaki. This is probably the only night I'll ever look this beautiful. Thank you for giving it to me." Tamaki began to protest her one night of beauty but stopped and smiled as the angle stood in front of him a gentle smile on her rosy lips.