I wake up in a sweat and I take in deep, long breaths as I take a look around to realize that I am no longer in the dreaded forest where the last memory I remembered was being stabbed by blood thirsty animal-like humans. It was a brutal memory that will never leave me.
I looked around to find myself lying down on the couch in the Host Club room. Oh, thank goodness! I think to myself. I get up to look around for signs of other people but I have no luck. I open the door and walk out into the hall. There's no soul in sight. As I walk down the vacant halls of the big school of Ouran Academy reminiscing in all of the memories I've had here. The one I remember like it was yesterday was when all the libraries I tried to study in was all too noisy and then I found an abandoned music room. Music Room Number 3. Then I broke that vase... Everyone knows how that story goes.

I seems like everyone was out and about, from the looks on the calendar, it's the weekend. There should be no sounds coming from anywhere except the clicking of my shoes. But there was a sound. It was a beautiful sound of a piano. Before I even know where I was walking, I stumbled into the room where the sound was coming from. The person sitting on the bench, running his fingers up and down the keys was the one and only Tamaki, looking as lovely as ever. I walk in, and as I got closer, I could hear him singing. Not only was he singing, But he was singing a really beautiful song.

"A thousand miles seems pretty far

But they got planes and trains and cars

I'd walk to you if I had no other way

Our friends would all make fun of us

And we'll just laugh along because we know

That none of them have felt this way"

I listen to him sing the rest of the song as I sit right beside him, closing my eyes and sinking the words in. He has the most beautiful voice. And after what I've been through- what we've been through, there is no where I'd rather be than right here, beside the man I love.

"Tamaki?.." I started.

"Yes?" he says as his fingers still play the keys.

I pause, lay my head on his shoulder and reply saying, "Nothing.."

He turns and kisses my head and continues to play the melody. The melody that seems never-ending. But why would I ever want it to?