Okay, this was my first fanfic ever. Please be nice and ignore any OOCness.
Lots of things can happen in just a moment. It took me just a moment to decide whom I would marry. Just a moment to decide I would leave France. One horrible moment for my heart to break. And just seconds later another moment for someone else to steal it away. But through it all my love was fickle and flighty. Then, with a glance that phony prince destroyed my way of thinking and permanently captured my wandering heart. Unlike all the other times, where a moment had brought on breathless affection making me dizzy with love. That blonde idiot stole his way into my heart slowly, while still I loved another.
"Renge?" my heart seems to stop as I turn to look into those beautiful violet eyes.
"Tamaki…" I start. His finger presses against my lips.
"I know." And then he kissed me like I have never been kissed before. His lips warm against mine, his demeanor soft and tender. My cheeks burn, and I can feel the envious glares of the Host Club's customers. But nothing can ruin this perfect moment. Except for him. My first love, Kyouya Ootori.
"Please don't do things like that in public Tamaki. You're upsetting the customers." That stubborn, nerdy, prick breaks into our perfect moment.
"Don't be mean to Tama-chan, Kyou-chan!" Hunny bounced up. The foolish twins were practicing crowd control, and failing miserably to contain the hoard of raving fangirls. Mori was sitting in his seat watching Hunny carefully. Tamaki pulled away, blushing furiously. I smooth my dress and fix my hair, trying not to look flustered. Tamaki returns to his customers and I take the paperwork Kyouya offers. I use my hair to hide my burning face as I retreat to my desk in the corner. A song seems to echo in my ear.
"So close, but still so far." The simple statement represents perfectly how I feel about Tamaki. But what would anyone else say? What would they think if I confessed my undying love in public? No, if I ever confess I will do so in private. I can picture the scene in my head perfectly, the rose garden in the back of my old chateau. We would be alone, the roses in full bloom. He would stand there casually, his shit un-tucked, blonde hair ruffled, and violet eyes sparkling. I would be wearing my uniform, yellow dress swaying in the breeze. My hair would hang down my back in a long, gentle wave.
"I-I-I love y-you." I would stutter.
"And I you." He would respond. Then he would take a beautiful red rose from nearby and put it in my hair. A slight breeze would ruffle my dress and make me shiver slightly. He would fold me gently into his arms and kiss my head.
"I've always loved you." He would tell me. I would look deep into his eyes. And then we would kiss.
My vision was perfect, if not a little far from reality. I was still filling out forms when someone tapped me on the shoulder. It was Tamaki.
"It's time to go." He said. "The club ended twenty minutes ago."
I blushed. Nothing could be more embarrassing than making your true love wait for you. "Sorry." I said. We walked down the hall away from music room 3. As we passed one of the ay courtyards, Tamaki grabbed my hand and led me out into the sunlight. He stood with his back to me.
"Do you know why I kissed you earlier?" he asked.
"No." I answer. "I was lost in thought until you approached."
"I kissed you because I love you." He said. He was so sincere and serious, I was lost for words.
"I-I was thinking a-about you when I was l-lost in thought." I start. "I-I love y-y-y-you."
"This time let's do it right." He said. Then he kissed her again. This time no one interrupted, our perfect moment stayed like a soap bubble at the top of my heart. The best moment ever.
I find this pairing adorable, and I think he evens her out.