(Hello! The ending is coming near, my kittens ;-; And I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while! Enjoy!)

I sat in the club room, being talked to, but I was spacing out. Today was the day before Valentine's Day, and all the women in the room were talking about it, saying there was going to be a dance just for this occasion. They were asking who I was going to ask, but all I did was think, and say, "It w-would be to hard to c-choose between you fine l-lovely ladies...a-a hard decision." They all squealed and blushed, while I looked down at my hands, closing my eyes with a sigh. If only they knew...

It was now my break, and I got up from my seat, sighing quietly, walking over to a place where it wasn't crowded with squealing women and the other's. I sat down by the window, my eyes scanning the ground from below, seeing the cherry blossoms were currently in bloom. I sighed, and laid my head down on the table, then heard footsteps, looking up when they stopped, seeing Kyoya. "K-Kyoya...? What do you w-want?" He thought for a moment, and said, "Why do you look so gloomy? You're going to displease many of our customer's with that face, Mitsuki. Is it about the dance we are going to have tomorrow?"

I shook my head, lying, but I was able to lie with no problem. "It's n-nothing, I'm just a bit tired..." I sighed, and stood up, being taller than he was, walking towards somewhere where I wouldn't be bothered, or at least, I shouldn't be bothered. I sat down on the ground by the wall, and closed my eyes, leaning my head back against the wall. The footsteps followed, and I opened my eyes, obviously looking irritated.

"What, K-Kyoya?" The sharpness in my voice probably scared him a bit, but he didn't give up, and he said, "If you are that tired, how about you ask Honey Senpai about it?" I shook my head, and like on cue, Mitsukuni ran over to me, hopping onto my lap. "What's wrong, Mit-chan? Are you feeling ok? Oh, are you tired?! Here, let me get you to take a nap, come on!" He tugged my arm, and I sighed, getting up from the ground.

He dragged me to a couch, and had me lay on it, making me sigh quietly, but I didn't refuse his offer. I laid down on the couch on my stomach, and felt some slow pressure being put into my lower back. I knew it was Takashi, concluding on he only knew how to touch my back without hurting it worse than it already was, and I sighed quietly, closing my eyes, slowly luring myself to sleep. I then heard Kyoya whisper to Tamaki, "She probably has been under a lot of stress, since she does have a music and drawing scholarship, she probably has been working a lot lately, including her studies for classes." My shoulders tensed at his words, but Takashi continued massaging the pain out of my lower back, making my shoulders go down.

I soon fell asleep, having some of the women in the room fangirl at how 'cute' I was while I was sleeping, almost like a little girl. But the dream I had...it was one of the weirdest one's I've ever had...

(To DreamLand!)

I sat in a white room, nothing in it but me. All of a sudden, I hear music, making my head shoot up. All of a sudden, there was a table in front me, having six roses on the table, each a different color from the next. The first rose was a white one, the one next to it was violet, then light blue, orange, a light pink one, and finally, a navy blue rose. They reminded me of the host club, with they're each individual personalities, matching the colors. Then, in a vase, there was a rose that hasn't bloomed yet, not showing what color it'll be, hiding it petals.

I gently touched the flower, and it coiled away, like I would when I was touched. I brought my hand back, my eyes widening in realisation. I'm the rose that hasn't bloomed yet, I'm the one with no personality traits, at all. I looked down, and furrowed my brows. I looked back up at the rose, seeing a tiny opening on the top of the blossom.

I gently picked the blossom up, and examined it, seeing some tints of different colors, it verifying from black, to green, to light blue, all sorts of colors. I blinked, and looked at the other roses, seeing that I could maybe do something with these six roses with this blossom. I picked the white one up first, and the blossom stopped on a lightish violet. Then, a screen showed up, showing Tamaki's face. "I love the way that she shy's away from everyone, and is so quiet! It's so cute!"

Tamaki's voice went through my head, like a flying bullet, making my face flush a light pink. The room then was painted a light violet, a petal of the rose a light violet also. I picked up the dark violet one, the blossom stopping on black. Once again, the screen popped up again, hearing Kyoya's voice saying, "She's so mysterious....she's quite smart too, along with her drawing and instrument skills. She isn't quiet the talker, but I bet if I talk to her, she'll open up sometime." I blushed another shade of light pink, and the room and rose petal did the same thing as it did last time.

I did this for each rose, getting the colors mint green, silver, light blue, and dark purple. When I touched the light blue rose, the color silver showed up, showing how strong I was in situations, Karou's voice running through my head. Mint green appeared on the rose when I touched the pink one, showing my artistic skills and fighting, along with my quiet side. Light blue came upon the room when I touched the orange, Hikaru loving how much knowledge I can take, and how much determination I had. Lastly, was Takashi's rose, representing the dark purple, was, well, everything that I have showed to him, saying that he loved how much I trusted him, and how smart I was, completing the rose with six different colors, dark purple being the main one of the rose, since it represented everything.

I sat in the colorful room, seeing a small trail of water coming from a hole in the wall, slithering it's way through, smearing the colors together, making everything mix together, and all of a sudden I was falling into light, having golden black wings on my upper body, and I woke up, my eyes wide in surprise. "W-W-What....?" I looked around, seeing only the club members mingling around in the room, Haruhi probably already went home, since she was no where to be seen. I sat up, my lower back feeling like a ton of weights have been lifted from it, and I rubbed my eyes from sleep, looking down at the table. My jaw dropped in surprise, seeing a single, mixed colored rose in the middle of the table that was nearby, making my heart skip a beat.

Was that all in my head, or did it come to life? I shook my head, and placed a hand on my head, my vision focusing on the rose, and I reached out to pick it up, touched it's thorny stem, having my hand recoil, my mind spinning. It's real...but, how? I don't understand how a dream can come to life, that's just not how it works! I shook my head, and got up, rubbing my eyes, feeling my sleeve being tugged on.

I looked down, and saw Tamaki, Kyoya, Hikaru, Karou, and Mitsukuni all looking up at me, either slightly, or like they were looking up at a skyscraper. (Mitsukuni is so short XD) I cocked an eyebrow, and asked, "Y-Yes, what is i-it?" My cheeks flushed a light pink, and I felt a hand being placed on my shoulder, knowing that it was Takashi, I didn't flinch at all, like I usually would with strangers. "So, Misaki," Hikaru started, and Karou finished, "Who are you going to the dance with?" Mitsukuni smiled up at me, saying, "Because, I would really like to," Then Tamaki spoke, "Go to the dance with you, but if you are busy, that's ok."

Kyoya then said, "Because as long as I am with you," Takashi finished his sentence, "I am fine without a date." I blushed a dark red, and looked away from all of them, shuddering slightly from the dejâ vu I was currently experiencing. I hummed, and said, "I-I don't have a date, b-but I'll think on it." I started walking away, blushing a dark red. I headed home, my face still the dark red, looking up at the slowly dimming sky.

I sighed, walking to my bedroom, saying hello to the busy maids and butlers, Tsubaki asking how my day went, the usual when I came home. I closed my door, throwing off my coat and button up shirt, taking off my shoes and socks, along with my pants, grabbing a pair of shorts and a large oversized t-shirt, taking off my cast, and placing it on my chair next to the desk. I sighed, laying down on the bed after I placed the dirty clothes into a hamper, closing my eyes, awaiting for tomorrow to come, very slowly.

I wonder what'll happen tomorrow, will it be a surprise, or will it be the usual, lonely...?