Tamaki offered, “I’ll help you.” We both set out to go find them before the sunlight actually killed Nekozawa. “You know, even if he couldn’t completely conquer his fear, we did a good thing. We helped them.”
I nodded, “Now, Kirimi won’t think you’re her big brother.” I was secretly relieved by that fact. Or maybe it wasn’t as secret as I thought, …show more content…
She’s a lot like you when you were younger. That’s probably why I wanted to help so much,” he told me.
“But I wasn’t scared of everything!” I defended myself.
“No, but you were petrified of the dark. I always stayed with you and tried to make you smile until you fell asleep,” he remembered, a soft smile on his lips. My own smile appeared, remembering the times I only counted on Tamaki to get me through. “I was glad to make her smile. It was kind of like making you smile.”
I was completely stunned, “Really?”
“Of course. I like making women happy. I imagine it’s like I’m making you or Mama happy. That’s why I created the Host Club. I wanted to see others smile since I couldn’t make either of you do it anymore. I missed it,” my twin explained to me. My eyes narrowed slightly, but not enough that was detectable. What he said couldn’t be true. No, there was no way! He had to be lying! He created the Host Club for his selfish amusement only. He liked to watch girls fall for him because he knew he could do it. Because he was a bored, rich teenager with nothing better to do. I had thought that the entire time, and I knew I wasn’t wrong. He was the one who left. He was the one who lied. He was the one who abandoned …show more content…
You’re an idiot. Did you know that, too? I left so you could be with Mama! It wasn’t because I wanted to! I knew you hated the idea of leaving her and going to Japan with Grandmother, so I took your place.”
I challenged, “Then, why didn’t you say you’d go instead?”
“You wouldn’t let me get a word in! You were set on it!” he countered.
“Even if I did believe that, which I don’t, you still went behind my back. You called Grandmother and told her to pick you up an hour earlier than the set time, and you lied to Mama by telling her we had changed our minds on who was leaving as I sat in my bedroom, crying over how much I would miss the both of you!” I accused.
“How do you think I came to my decision? I heard you crying through your door when I was going to check on you. I knew I couldn’t make you go. I’m the oldest. I had to protect you!” he told me.
I rolled my eyes and scoffed, “That’s a likely story. You couldn’t even speak of me to your friends. You pretended I didn’t exist. I always used to talk about you to everyone, and Mama did the same. At least you could mention her. Wasn’t I owed that much? You didn’t even say