A/N: I have nothing really to say here, I'm in a creative slump so please forgive me for my lack of an upbeat tone.
I don't own Ouran or its characters.
Rain. In the summer.
Haruhi sighed and looks out the window at the slight drizzle decorating the sky. Surprisingly, she was the first person to get to the Host Club, so she had taken a seat on one of the many comfortable couches and had ended up where she was now.
"Haruhiii!"
She turned almost to be tackled by Tamaki. He hit the wall though, since she had moved away at the last second. "What is it, sempai?"
However, he was now sobbing quietly in the corner.
The twins were now standing in front of her, both smiling and offering a small foil bag. "Happy birthday."
"Oh yeah..." In all the morning's chaos she had forgotten of the date, and its significance.
Haruhi reached into the foil bag only to pull out something that made her shrink in pure horror and made Tamaki spurt blood all over the floor.
"You guys got me sexy lengerie?"