Tamaki's Accident:
It all started on a Saturday afternoon.
Tamaki's chauffer, Juan, had gotten fired for eating in the limo.
Tamaki still needed to get around so my dad, being the transvestite he is, said, "oh Tamaki, you big idiot! You can use my car, as long as you pick Haruhi up from the library this afternoon. And if you try anything I'll squash you like a bug." My dad stepped on Tamaki's face, digging his heel into his cheek.
Tamaki let out a, "Yes sir." And that was that.
I waited outside the library, brushing my hair out of my eyes, looking at my watch, and counting my books to make sure I had them all. Yep, I had all ten. Now where's dad?
I tapped my converse on the cement, waiting impatiently. These textbooks were heavy.
And to make matters worse, the dress I was wearing kept getting blown up by the wind! Dad had forced me to wear a frilly pink dress with black polka-dots…
*Flash-Back* "Dad, I'll look like a lady bug!" … "No! You'll look adorable! Now hurry up and go to the library! I need my beauty sleep!" *End Flash-Back*
I sighed. "Haruhi~!" I jumped at the sound of Tamaki's voice. What was HE doing here?
"T-Tamaki senpia?" I stuttered out, watching him drive up in my dad's brown volts-wagon.
"W-what are you doing here? And in my dad's car?"
"I came to pick you up!" He got out of the car, and opened the passenger's seat door for me. I blushed involuntarily. Damn gentlemanly rich boy!
I got in, he sat in the driver's seat and, very childishly, said, "Click-it or ticket!"
I rolled my eyes, and buckled up.
I stared out the window the whole ride home.
"Oh my gosh! Haruhi! You look so adorable! I can't believe daddy didn't notice your cute clothes earlier~! You look just like a lady bug!" What did I tell you dad?
"I already have a dad, I don't need another one- Tamaki! LOOK OUT!" I screamed as the car skidded to a halt, crashing into another car.
The air-bags didn't pop out, but the hit wasn't TOO bad. When my mind processed the accident, I turned my head to see if Tamaki was okay.
"T-Tamaki senpai? Are you alright?"
He lifted his head, his hair a blond mess, "Yeah, fine. Are YOU okay?"
"Yeah."
"Good. I don't think I could live with myself if you had gotten hurt." He smiled sheepishly, getting out of the car.
No windows were broken, and the other car (a truck) suffered no damage. Unlike my dad's dinky volts-wagon.
*Time-Skip To Haruhi's House*
I stared at a large dent on the right side of the car. The paint had come off and the dent was a good two feet long.
"It's not that bad…" Tamaki tried to convince me.
"But, it's like, half the car…"
"I-It's more like a quarter of the car." He held his hands up in defense.
"But this was supposed to be my car. And now half of it is ruined."
" It's not that bad." He eye-balled the dent.
"But it's half the car…"
"I dunno, maybe your dad won't notice."
"But it's half the car…" I paused, taking in the damage to my future car. "And it was supposed to be mine. Now it's…ruined."
*Time-Skip Again. In Haruhi's Room*
I shut the door behind me. I had just told my dad about the car. Well, he had SEEN the car. Then I explained it.
I told Tamaki to go home about two hours ago, knowing my dad would blame him, and probably pound him into dust.
I sighed and walked over to my bed. On my sheets there was a single red rose. Next to it laid a cream colored envelope. Written in gold calligraphy it said my name. I smelled the rose, probably from Tamaki senpai.
I unfolded the note and read in beautiful cursive,
Dear Haruhi,
Daddy is really sorry about wrecking your car. So, daddy got you this;
Under the writing, taped to the piece of parchment, was a picture of a red sports car with white-leather seats and golden door handles. Then it read,
Love, Tamaki
Ps. I'll also include a life-time supply of fancy tuna! :3
I smiled. "Idiot."
End