I walked into the host club that day, greeted by Kyouya this time. "I want to see Tamaki today," I told him.
He looked at me and smiled. "But you only get a free subscription to me. For Tamaki, it's $50 for a group cession or $100 for a private session." I pulled out my $100 bill from the other day.
"I would like a private session." I handed him the money and walked over to Tamaki.
"Whatever would make you ask for me, my princess?" he asked sweetly.
"I want to see why you and Kyouya are like best friends, but yet total opposites," I explained, "Maybe it's true that opposites atract in love, or maybe that's only atoms."
He took my hand and kissed it, "It can mean anything you want it to mean, my smart little angel." I pulled my hand away quickly.
"If you want to impress me you should know that I find that kind of thing disgusting. Please, pretend like your not working, like we're just talking out side of this business."
"That can be done," he told me simply. "So, may I hear your backround. Kyouya refuses to give out any information on you."
"I do not wish to share with you anything but that I am a middle child in a wealthy family, to be inherited by my older brother." I didn't want to give him any information,...just yet.
"Well, if I were to ask you on a date, how would you respond?" he asked. The question was perfect for my hidden cause.
"I wouldn't be able to turn you down. I don't like to hurt others hearts, especially if I do not already have some one who's heart would be broken by saying yes."
"You do realize that I meant that as just a question, I'm not actually asking you out?" I retained my cool face, but inside my head I cursed. Normally those were pick up lines for if someone was asking you out.
"Yes, I do. And you do realize that if you actually ment it, I probably would have gotten my heart ripped in two, one half not wanting to break your heart, and the other half not wanting to give up Kyouya?"
"Of course, that is why I did not ask you out in the first place. Kyouya never retains information on VIP customers like your self. He must really like you in return."
"Now I am VIP? Because I know a certain someones very important secret." I batted my eyelashes in a mischivious, almost flirty way. Tamaki's eyes drifted toward Haruhi, who was talking to three girls. Burried deep within his eyes, I saw a spark of something. It looked like when a guy looks at a girl he likes. So Tamaki like Haruhi? This wasn't good news for me...
At all.
