Hikaru x Haruhi

The Confession

"You like Haruhi?!" I can't help but shout, he's never liked anyone like this before.

"Shhhhh! Not so loud! I don't want everyone in the mansion knowing!"

"Sorry, sorry. It's just really surprising." For once, I'm not lying. It genuinely shocked me. "Oh yeah, that reminds me. What did you mean by 'but' earlier?"

It's dark, we got back from school hours ago, the club activities were cut short from the mass fainting incident that Hikaru managed to cause. It's just like him.

"Well... If we managed to pay her debt... We wouldn't be able to see her as much anymore..." He trails off, mumbling to himself.

"Well, we can't keep her with us forever. Anyways, I think you have competition. The boss seems to have taken a liking to Haruhi too."

"I know and it sucks! I mean, us seeing her more than him everyday would make you think that he would just give up but NO! He just keeps trying harder... It's sickeningly sweet... I mean... I wouldn't go to such lengths for a girl but I think I would if she were Haruhi... I hope I would. She's just so great and... And... I don't know. Different. In a good way!" He adds quickly. "And! And she can tell us apart! No one can do that except us... I know! We should invite her to come with us on one of our trips during the holiday! We can pay for everything she wants and treat her like a princess! I don't care if our customers think I'm gay or that I don't like them as much as I like Haruhi because they would be right! Well not about being gay, but, ya know, the other thing." It takes my hand on his shoulder to stop him from rambling on.

"Why don't you just ask her out then? If you like her so much, it should be easy, right?"

"I can't do that! What would I wear? What would I say? How would I act? What if she says no?!"

"What if Tamaki asks her first?" I ask him in the middle of his mini breakdown.

"I can't let that happen... It would give her a reason to stay but I don't think I could cope with her being around him more than us... I couldn't cope with knowing that I could have done something to change it..."

I look at him, as if to say, "So, what are you going to do?"

"I... I'll ask her tomorrow. But not in front of everyone! Where's a good spot?"

"The fountain?" I suggest.

"That's brilliant! Thanks, bro!"

"No problem..."