Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
"Haruhi, towel for you."
"Arigato, senpai. Please leave it outside."
Tamaki stopped short of pulling aside the curtain separating the two of them, instead pushing his arm with the towels through the gap. He stood there for a few minutes, his arm beginning to ache.
"Haruhi, please take the towel. My arm is beginning to hurt."
"Ah! Sumimasen, senpai!"
A few seconds later a pair of small hands brushed against his and the agonising weight of the towel was removed. He brought his hand back through the curtain with a sigh of relief, rubbing the aching muscles in his arm.
A/N: 100 words exactly! Whoo! Triumph! This is the start of a small series I've been thinking about. Basically, Tamaki doesn't find out that Haruhi is a girl at the end of the first episode. This drabble is my altered version of events.
More to come!
Sach.
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Talbeth (My irritatingly-obsessive muse)