"Today, I'm going to confess to Haruhi-chan!" Tamaki cried out with vigor, his crystal blue eyes glittering like an anticipating child. His blond locks gleamed as he had nervously spent all night as it seemed cleaning himself for today. His skin was even more immaculately clear and gleaming today; as well as soft to touch as it looked. His uniform had been cleaned twice and ironed to perfection, and it smelled of lavender; he had initially wanted the suit to smell like ootori but the maids firmly told him that it would be unappealing and that they were not going to let the heir to the Suoh family walk out smelling like a raw fish.

"Ganbatte, Tamaki-sama!" The maids cried out, lined on either side as the half Italian, half Japanese boy walked to the door. Amongst them, a redhead woman restrained to her best ability the wriggling and panicking Antoinette, who was not allowed to jump Tamaki simply because of what was currently oozing out in the cupful from her gaping mouth and dripping form her fleshy pink doggie tongue.

"Antoinette, minna-san, ja, sayonara." How glowing the young prince was made every maid blush fervently and try their best to stifle yelps of happiness.

But the redhead holding Antoinette had some issues. She was able to hold the dog back, but not without the dog taking her own revenge. The hyper dog carelessly lashed slobber all over her and her maid uniform, causing the redhead to almost cry out in disgust. She liked the dog, not the slobber that came with it. She nearly let go of the dog, but managed to hold on long enough for Tamaki to leave, closing the door behind him.

Without a second thought, Tamaki burst into the second music room. He knew Haruhi hung around here before school to study, "Haruhi, I-"

Haruhi was sitting on the ground with someone-wait. What are they...

"...eh...?"

Haruhi made an squeal, nearly muffled by the pair of soft lips that smothered her pale cherry ones. Her face, which had been a soft cotton candy, suddenly became a bright tomato red. Pulling her head back, Haruhi skittishly turned her head towards Tamaki. "Get out, NOW!" She growled, and Tamaki was sure she was as red as her face would allow.

The blond rushed out, his own face gathering a blush of is own. He slammed the door, and leaned against it, hearts both pounding like a drum and feeling like it was going through a paper shredder at the same time. His head felt light. Tamaki sighed, sliding down into the large mahogany door, right now uncaring of who saw him in this miserable state. His eyes became pitiful looking and he did his best to hold back oncoming tears. Taking a deep breath, he pressed his palm against his slightly tearing up eyes' the warm liquid barely lapping at his skin.

"Who would have though it'd be Nekozawa, of all people...?"

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LAWL. I was bored, and haven't submitted anything. xD