The thought that she was his was outstanding. The thought that he was finally hers was one like a dream. The way they had gotten together was almost like fait. The thunderstorm had come out of no where, surprising even the weather forecasters in Tokyo. The winds were picking up speed and a Typhoon would possibly come to next day. The roads were flooded, letting no one leave their houses, and all businesses and schools were closed for the next three days, as they were all water damaged. It was perfect that he had dropped by, without Hunny, to say hello before the rain started to pour over the city.

The night had come faster that day, by 3 PM the skies were black and the only light they had were the candles that were set up along the table, illuminating the room so that she could only see his face and protective arms, and he could only see her. it was not surprising to her that with him there she barely let out a squeak, and she did not duck for cover under the table, but had been scooped up in his arms after longing towards him.

They had sat there until the worst had past, all night, believe it or not, and the thunder had past. But the strange thing was, the rain did not stop, making him stay longer, letting her cook for him.

"Mori…you should take a nap," Haruhi advised, noticing that a shadow of a grin was starting to creep across his face, and that he was starting to get a strange look in his eyes. Although this would usually scare her, she had to smile at the thought of him musing her hair and leaning close and telling her she had a lovely cute face.

"The nap can wait. I want to watch your face for awhile," Mori smiled, leaning closer the Haruhi across the table. Before she could react he was tipping her chin towards him and had pushed their lips together.

He gave one last chuckle and promptly passed out at the table, too exhausted to stay awake any longer.

"Mori…" Haruhi whispered softly, touching her lips softly and making her way to the other side of the table, leaning down. "Thanks, Mori…" She giggled; resting her head on the table and stroking his spiky black hair.

The two sat like that for many hours, Mori pretending to be asleep the whole time.

A/N: My first ever try at a prompt story. Many pairings. Many different stories. Please enjoy. (Mori and Haruhi and one of my absolute favorite pairings ever, so they'll pop up many times just like Tamaki and Haruhi will.)