Tamaki was sweating like crazy, somehow, Kyoya told him to wear a black suit. "Tono?" Hikaru says, "should we start with the party already?"
Tamaki nodded and went to his position. He searched for his princess wearing a black dress, but he saw multiple wearing black. He sighed and smiled at the crowd.
"Welcome to the Host Club's masquerade!" The girls squealed in delight too loudly.
"For this year," Hikaru started, "we'll be having a slight catch," Karou continues.
"Whoever impresses the Host Club most," Kyoya explains, "will earn a kiss from the King," Haruhi says, annoyed that she called Tamaki "king." She watched the fangirls squeal and some even passed out! She sweatdropped and sighed. Is this how our generation turned out to be, she wondered to herself.
Tamaki's pocket vibrated and he smiled at the message.
"Nice to see that I might meet you, King."
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text conversations
Fanfikcea tamaki souh fanfiction back and forth text messages between two [text] best friends
