I do not own Ouran HSHC (sadly because I would force at least one of the characters to kiss Haruhi at SOME point...)

Chapter 1

He'd awoken once again to the sound of Shima's voice letting him know that if he didn't get up immediately he would be forced to go to school in his pyjamas. Tamaki sighed, slowly blinking his eyes open. He softly stroked the silk sheets with long slender fingers. Reluctantly he pushed himself up to a sitting position, slipped his legs from under his covers and slid his feet into fluffy Kuma-chan slippers. Rubbing his eyes, Tamaki stood and opened his balcony doors. The sun shone down brightly over mansion 2's magnificent garden. As he stepped out onto the balcony he was met with a cool breeze which whipped through his hair and slightly creased pyjama's; Tamaki sighed again, and allowed his mind to wander. He considered what his club mates would be doing at that moment.

Those devil twins would almost definitely be thinking up a new dastardly scheme or plot to annoy him, that or rehearsing their lines for today's act... if it even was an act? It was debatable at times.

Kyoya would be in bed snoozing probably, not one person having the guts to wake him. Tamaki gulped audibly as he recalled his last experience with the Shadow King's undoubtedly terrifying morning wrath.

His most adorable big-eyed senpai, would most likely be enjoying his after breakfast triple layered cake in his pink bunny-faced pyjamas with Usa-chan. Whilst Chika watched horrified at his older brother wolfing down masses of sweets and cakes; satisfying himself with a smaller and most likely healthier option. Tamaki chuckled slightly to himself as he remembered what Honey was like when they first met in his final year of middle school. He smiled slightly at the memory and then his thoughts trailed to Mori.

Knowing his tallest senpai, he would most likely be doing some early morning kendo practice, maybe with his younger brother – Satoshi. Tamaki kind of felt sorry for the two brothers; although they had a better relationship than Chika and Honey, they didn't really see each other that often. What with Mori devoted to the older Haninozuka sibling, and Satoshi devoted to the younger. Sure they lived in the same mansion but often Mori would practice with Honey at one of their family's dojos, whilst the younger two would go to the others.

Deciding wisely not to delve too far into the subject, Tamaki moved on to think about the most recent member of the Host Club. She was easy to guess about. She would most likely be getting dressed or catching up on some last minute homework. He could imagine her slumped over her school books and breakfast; her uniform folding somewhat as she crouched and munched on yesterdays leftover rice.

Tamaki laughed a bit, took a deep breath of the summer breeze, and moved inside for privacy as he changed for school. He slipped off his sky blue satin trousers and shirt, then hopped in the shower. He studied his en-suite bathroom for a moment. It was intricately designed.

The wall tiles were a sea green colour, and they seemed to move if any water hit them. Beautiful.

Then there was the floor, it was also tiled. But the tiles had small gaps between them that shot up spouts of warm air as soon as the shower was switched off. They were dark blue in colour, and they shone in the light.

On either side of the shower were two full length mirrors, so he could dress and stay warm in the bathroom, rather than being exposed to the cold air directly after his shower. It was luxurious to say the least.

Tamaki let the hot water drip down his finely-toned body for a while longer and emptied his thoughts. As he turned off the shower he immediately heard the tell-tale hum of the air switching off. Tamaki quickly pushed open the shower door and stepped out onto the warming blue tiles. He shivered silently at the warmth.

Drying off quickly Tamaki began to don his Ouran crested, light blue uniform. Whilst he was tightening his tie his mind began to wander to yesterday...

Her back hit the door gently, he stood over her leaning on the door frame. The look of surprise on her face was priceless, she stared at him with wide brown eyes and let out a small gasp as her senpai towered directly over her. He leant down slowly to her face and placed a gentle kiss on her tender, slightly parted lips...

New to writing, so yeah... feedback isn't frowned upon :)