Tamaki Suoh

Chapter 1

Tamaki Suoh: The "king" of Ouran Academy's infamous Host Club. I was very skeptical of him. I would constantly ask myself Is this guy really as kindhearted as he seems? Is he really all that gentlemanly? There was just no way that I could see such an amazingly cute guy also being as sweet as Tamaki Suoh.

Haruhi always laughed at me when I brought this up to her. She would always say, "That's Tamaki-senpai for you. Overly dramatic, and as kind as can be." She may be my best friend since we were four, but I just could not take her word for this issue. Ever since I surprised her with my own scholarship to Ouran and accidentally stumbled upon the host club myself, I have hardly been able to believe a word she says about these guys for some reason or another. They are all just too weird.

I started observing him more closely during school. He must have a weak point in his nice guy act I thought. Finally, I decided to be his guest during Host Club hours one day. This brought confusion and curiosity to all the guests and the hosts alike. I had always sat with Haruhi when I ever decided to attend their clubs activities, which was surprisingly often. He had tried several times to get me to call him "Daddy", but to me, it seemed wrong on so many levels.

"Alright, so how does this work?" I said as I sat down on the couch across from him, smirking. His regular customers all gave me death glares. It seemed that they did not like sharing their precious Tamaki with a so-called commoner, such as myself.

"Any way you want it to work, my princess," he said leaning in and gently holding my chin. His face was mere inches from mine, and I thought he was going to kiss me. My face turned a deep shade of scarlet as he asked me, "How do you want this to work, my dear?"

Am I that attracted to him? I mentally asked myself when I felt the blush on my cheeks.

"I-I'm just here to observe," I said rather embarrassed and angry as I pushed his arm away. How could he respond to my question so quickly? Does he even care about these girls?

"Ladies!" Tamaki exclaimed, and all of his guests swooned. "I am honored to introduce you all to my daughter! Isn't she just adorable?"

"Tamaki Suoh, you know damn well by now that I am not your daughter," I said bluntly, which caused him to sink slowly into his seat and fight back tears. His other guests quickly moved to comfort him, and I fumed as he quickly recovered and rose back to his feet in attempts to win me over.

I admired his efforts, but what I didn't understand is why he tried so hard to get my approval of all people. He gave a rather long speech about how the host club was a family, and that, since I am Haruhi's best friend, that immediately made me part of it. Or at least, I think that was what he was saying. I stopped listening as soon as he referred to himself as "Daddy".

It was another grueling hour before the club activities ended, and as soon as Haruhi walked her last few customers to the door, I fell into her arms.

"HARUHI!" I whined.

"What?" she asked, rather annoyed at me being too lazy to hold my own weight. She dropped me, allowing me to land rather hard on my butt.

"Why did you let me do that?" I asked, standing in the process.

"Do what? Sit with Tamaki-senpai? Because you told me not to stop you. You said you needed to 'find a way to see through his act', which I told you was pointless," she said, kind of laughing at me.

Damn. Why was she always right?

"But you know not to listen to me!"

"Yes, but I had other people to deal with. Remember, I still have to pay off a debt."

I pouted at her, sulking.

"I need to go home. I have a lot of homework to do tonight. I'll call you later, if I get done," she said, walking out of Music Room 3.

I hadn't noticed, but during our conversation, everyone else had left, too, and I was left alone, or so I thought. As I was about to leave, I heard the door of the hosts' changing room open. I turned around to see Tamaki coming out of the dark room.

"Oh, hey! You are still here!" he said in his sultry voice. He seemed rather excited to see me.

"Yes, I'm still here. I was talking to Haruhi, and didn't notice that everyone left."

He walked past me to the exit. He reached over to the wall and turned out the light. Is he trying to make a move on me? I thought.

"Are you coming?" he asked. "We're probably the last ones in the school, so we should probably walk together, like father and dau-"

"I am not your daughter," I reminded him.

"Oh, right," he said. He tried to respect that it made me uncomfortable, but I could tell that it hurt him.

We walked out of the abandoned music room together, and into the dark hallway. I was a little shaken because I had never been in the school at night. Since it was rather dark and I couldn't see well, I was pretty nervous. We walked in silence for a few moments. I had strayed a bit ahead of him, and he began walking faster, trying to catch up with me. All of a sudden, Tamaki grabbed my hand and pulled me back toward him. I fell into his chest, and I grabbed him around his waist in order to keep from falling down. He smelled of the most amazing cologne I could ever imagine.

I quickly regained my composure and realized how I was standing, and I blushed an even deeper shade of scarlet than before.

"Tamaki! What's up? What are you doing?" I yelled at him as I pulled myself away.

"Stairs," He said coolly and pointed at the grand staircase I almost toppled down.

"Oh… Thanks… I guess," I managed to say through my surprise. I didn't even see the staircase. Maybe he does care I thought.

He looked a little hurt when I added "I guess", so I corrected myself.

"Uh, Tamaki?"

"Hm?" He still had a hurt look in his eyes.

"Thank you… Like, a lot, Tamaki," I said, beginning to slightly blush again.

"You're welcome, my dearest dau… I mean… You are very welcome," he said, catching himself this time, blushing as well.

We began walking down the stairs together. I didn't go down more than three stairs before I tripped again. Tamaki caught me, and we fell together. He wrapped his arms around me, and buried my face into his chest as we rolled down the stairs together.

When we finally stopped tumbling and I pulled my mind together, I realized that Tamaki was lying on top of me. He realized it only moments after me, and began apologizing frantically. He got off of me as quickly as humanly possible, and helped me up.

"You aren't hurt, are you?" he asked worriedly, grabbing both of my hands.

"No, I-I'm not hurt. Are… Are you hurt?"

"Of course not! I am completely fine- I am more worried about you. No broken bones? No internal bleeding? Nothing? Are you sure that you're alright?"

"Yes, Tamaki. I am completely, perfectly, one hundred percent fine."

"Oh, thank God!" he exclaimed as he pulled me toward him in a tight embrace. His right hand held my neck gently so that once again my face was buried in his chest. He held his left on my lower back, and for some reason or another, I wanted us to stay like that for a while.

"I'm so glad you're okay! Daddy was… I mean I was extremely worried you were hurt. I don't know what I would do if you had gotten injured. I would have felt like it was my fault. It would have been my fault. I don't think I could live with myself if-"

"Tamaki," I interrupted.

"What? What's wrong?" he asked, worrying again.

"You should stop babbling so much."

I moved my head and gave him a quick peck on his cheek, which grew very warm very fast.

"You…Y-You…"

"Is the always articulate Tamaki Suoh unable to form a proper sentence?" I asked, teasing him.

"No! It's just that… I-I…uh… I always thought that I would...umm…You know…"

"No, I do not," I said smirking at him as he let go of me, and stood tall, probably trying to pull together some pride or something – I never knew this guy's motives.

What's his deal? Is he that upset about me not letting me call him "Daddy"? Is he that bad when it comes to teasing?

He took a deep breath and then said, "I thought I would be able to pull the courage together to make…the first..." He trailed off, blushing the deepest shade of scarlet that I had ever seen.

The first? I thought. The first...The fir—HOLY SHIT HE LIKES ME! How could I not have seen this?

He must have seen my thoughts through the melodramatic faces I was subconsciously making because the scarlet on his cheeks turned so dark that it was almost violet. I had never seen Tamaki so embarrassed before, and I laughed a bit at how absolutely adorable he looked.

I could see tears forming in his eyes as I girlishly giggled at him. Immediately, I covered my mouth and tried my hardest to stop laughing, but I couldn't. As a tear began flowing down his face, I was able to stop laughing.

"Oh, Tamaki! Please don't cry!" I said gently, reaching out my hands to hold his face. "It's not like that, I promise!"

"Th-Then, what is i-it like?" he asked, trying not to sob.

It was my turn to take a deep breath. "Well, Tamaki… You see…well…umm…"

Great. Now I can't articulate a proper sentence.

Tamaki caught on to that, and his tears suddenly disappeared, as did the majority of the redness on his cheeks.

"So… You…um…too?"

"We sound like barbarians who need speech therapy," I managed to say through my oncoming blush.

He laughed at this. "Then I guess you would not mind if we stopped speaking?" he asked in the sexiest voice that I have ever heard.

"If…we…OH-"

As soon as I understood his reference, I got cut off by a pair of perfectly shaped lips being pressed onto my own. He gently wrapped his arms around me in the same fashion as before as I put my hands on his neck and shoulders. I parted my lips gently and allowed him to slowly slide his tongue in. He pulled me in closer and began softly massaging the back of my neck, which sent a huge shiver of pleasure down my spine. He felt it, and pulled me even closer. His tongue became adventurous, and began to tickle my own tongue. I lightly bit his tongue and began playing a little with my own. This time, Tamaki was the one to shiver full of pleasure. He held me even tighter, so tight that I nearly lost my balance, and him along with me. We sort of slowly and awkwardly fell to the floor. It didn't matter how awkward it was, though, because I was having the time of my life!

Sitting in his lap now, I wrapped my legs around him tightly as he tried to tighten his grip on me. I bet we can't even be separated by a crowbar! I though joyously. All I had wanted for a long while was just a single chance to get a kiss from Tamaki Suoh. Instead, I have received an entire make out session with him!

I couldn't believe it!

I truly could not believe it!

The passion!

The romance!

The… Guitar solo?

I realized that my phone was ringing. Tamaki pulled away from me with an almost confused look in his eyes. I reached into my back pocket for my phone. Damn you, Haruhi! I thought you had homework!