Haruhi.

A name that would always be remembered.

"Haruhi!" Hunny jumped up and down at the sight of Haruhi making her way to their table.

An existence that would never be forgotten.

Kyouya Ootori glanced up and felt his pulse quicken. Her long hair grew, held back by a barrette and puberty did its job; her small waist unchanged, only to be met by curves. Her dress was simple and appealing.

Kaoru and Hikaru did a double take. Even Mori blushed quite a bit when he saw her.

Kyouyo observed all this, as well as her indifference to it all. He sighed; it was good that some things remained unchanged. He checked his watch. Tamaki was late.

Everyone masked their worry and anxiety well when they saw her, although their thoughts were clearly written all over their faces.

What happened to her for the past two years?

Fujioka Haruhi had suddenly disappeared a week after graduation, without a trace, without a word.

Nothing.

Her records were wiped clean. It was as if she had never existed.

And suddenly, one day Hunny and Mori bumped into her while they were training in China. In their own odd way, they convinced her to attend this small reunion.

Part of Kyouya missed this troublesome bunch, but at the same time he silently wished that maybe Tamaki couldn't make it. His eyes looked at Haruhi up and down, taking her all in. Her brown orbs that brightened up when Hunny hugged her, her smile when Kaoru commented on her appearance and the faint blush on her cheeks when Mori said that she looked beautiful.

She looked like she was slightly underweight though. Was it due to stress? Overload of work? Worry?

He swallowed, nervous that he couldn't keep his composure.

Him? Keeping his composure?

He scoffed to himself. He was beyond excellent and talented at doing that. But he didn't anticipate Haruhi.

He nodded in acknowledgment when Haruhi looked at him and bowed. "Hi, Kyouya. It's been awhile."

Yes. He was worried that he would suddenly stand up, without thought, grab her hand and drag her away. He wanted to hide her, keep her to himself and indulge in her so that nobody else could. He wanted her all to himself. Kyouya wanted to make sure that she never disappeared on him like that again.

And he definitely didn't want her to yearn for someone other than him.

He wanted her.

"Hello people!" came a chirpy voice. Kyouya caught sight of a blonde and he understood that he could have never forsaken his friendship with Tamaki. Kyoukya grinned. Even if she yearned for Tamaki himself.

"It's good to see you, Tamaki."

Tamaki was about to burst into waves of happiness and chatter until he noticed Haruhi.

He was left speechless for awhile, then turned beat red. "H-Haruhi!"

Kyouya sighed.

This was going to be a long evening.

Haruhi was seated across from Tamaki and Kyouya, with the twins on either side.

"It's been awhile huh?" Hikaru perked up. He dove into his sirloin steak like he hadn't eaten in weeks.

Silence.

"Yeah," Hunny said.

Two years since Haruhi disappeared, thought Kyouya. It was a disappearance that even his top investigators and private military were incapable of tracking, one that shook the entire school and his life.

Haruhi forced a laugh. "Let's not indulge in depressing thoughts tonight. So what have you guys been up to?"

It was a polite question. She needn't even ask it in order for her to know the answer to it already. The host club post-graduation were top-notch in their respective fields, splattering the magazines, news and media with their every lifestyles, success, gossip and ground-breaking achievements.

"The more important question is," Kyouya spoke up resting his face on his palm while leaning against the table. "What have you been up to, Fujioka Haruhi?"

His eyes gazed at her intensely. Tamaki put down his fork. "Where have you been? Why didn't you contact us? Why couldn't we contact you? What happened?"

Haruhi looked away.

"That's why we're all here right? For you to spill the beans," Kaoru said.

"You at least owe us this much," Hikaru muttered, after swallowing a huge bit of the meat.

Haruhi took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.

"Two years ago..." Haruhi's voice trailed on, lost in thought as she recollected the memories of the past.

They all waited until she started again.