Tamaki's cell phone gave off an excited twitter, and he nearly jumped from his bed at the ringer before leaping for the phone.
The number listed wasn't familiar, but that was alright. Since he'd gotten a new phone from the people at the Travel Agency, he hadn't expected everything to be in order yet.
What if it was...no. Don't think about it Tamaki.
"...Hello?" Funny, there isn't any of the usual exuberance in his voice.
"Tamaki?" Haruhi's voice wavered across the reciever. "Hey! Where are you? Mr. Hughes here says he knows you and we're nearby. Can you help us get to you?"
The world froze. At least to Tamaki it did. The entire incident in the park came back to mind. She was outside? What if...?
He tried to take a breath, and ended up gulping before he actually managed it. But..Hughes was with her. So..maybe she was okay.
"..H-h-haruhi?" Still, even in his state of panic, he managed a small blush. "I'm..I'm at my house. In Cordova District. It..I..." He fumbled for his address, reciting it in a shaky voice. No yelling of joy, no melodrama. Nothing but a stutter and quiet voice.
Tamaki hung up after staring at the phone and getting a knock at his bedroom door. "Master Tamaki! There's a young man and his father here to see you!" Tamaki was quite confused, as he was expecting neither a young man nor their father, so he wandered downstairs with a slightly confused expression.
"Er...He--" He stopped, and then grinned hugely. "HARUHI! GOOD TO SEE YOU!!!" And as an afterthought, he waved to Hughes. He hadn't forgotten the other day...not at all.
Hughes smiled back, glad to see Tamaki again. He stepped back, returning the picture of Elicia to his pocket and nodded in greeting. "How've you been the past couple days?" he asked.
Enter Kyouya Stage LeftonlyformeritsFebruary 5 2008, 06:00:29 UTC
Kyouya swiftly walked up the large driveway of Tamaki's mansion. It was certainly a very nice place, French looking even (perfect for Tamaki). It had been a little vexing for Kyouya to find out that Tamaki actually lived a relatively short walk away from his own new home; considering what he had gone through in an attempt to find the place he hoped Tamaki loves his new home with a passion. He stood up to the door and gave a brisk knock. The door was opened by the same maid who let Haruhi and Hughes in just a little bit ago. She looked Kyouya over and raised an eyebrow at the club he was holding but soon forgot the oddness of the boy only caring one club when he started to charm her with his gentlemen ways. Soon Kyouya was walking into the waiting room where everyone was at.
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She pressed a few buttons. She pressed a few more. After another sucession of the same she finally found the section she was looking for.
"Hmm...I should probably call Tamaki. See if he can direct us better from here." She looked up at Hughes who nodded in return.
"Well, here goes..."
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The number listed wasn't familiar, but that was alright. Since he'd gotten a new phone from the people at the Travel Agency, he hadn't expected everything to be in order yet.
What if it was...no. Don't think about it Tamaki.
"...Hello?" Funny, there isn't any of the usual exuberance in his voice.
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He tried to take a breath, and ended up gulping before he actually managed it. But..Hughes was with her. So..maybe she was okay.
"..H-h-haruhi?" Still, even in his state of panic, he managed a small blush. "I'm..I'm at my house. In Cordova District. It..I..." He fumbled for his address, reciting it in a shaky voice. No yelling of joy, no melodrama. Nothing but a stutter and quiet voice.
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"Er...He--" He stopped, and then grinned hugely. "HARUHI! GOOD TO SEE YOU!!!" And as an afterthought, he waved to Hughes. He hadn't forgotten the other day...not at all.
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The door was opened by the same maid who let Haruhi and Hughes in just a little bit ago. She looked Kyouya over and raised an eyebrow at the club he was holding but soon forgot the oddness of the boy only caring one club when he started to charm her with his gentlemen ways. Soon Kyouya was walking into the waiting room where everyone was at.
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