A/N- This is a random one-shot, not to be complimented or insulted, just putting this up for fun. If you read this, well then I warn you of simple OoCness, and hope you enjoy.

((Oh and Chann if yer readin' this, Hai, you Trisha-person-person-pwnfulness.))

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"Joli!"

The voice was familiar to Haruhi, very familiar, especially when he squealed like that - he was obviously going to attack hug her yelling something about her being cute or whatever, but she'd never heard him squealing something like that. What was he speaking, gibberish or something?

As she was trying to figure out what Tamaki Suou was saying, Haruhi forgot that she was going to most likely be attack hugged and was caught off-guard with it. After a few minutes of struggling to get out of his grasp, she finally was able to breath and went back to pondering.

Kaoru, noticing this, spoke up. "Our Lord does that sometimes,"

Continuing his twin's sentence, Hikaru jumped in. "He slips up and speaks in French without meaning to."

"Ah." Haruhi nodding softly. Tamaki wasn't paying attention to them, of course, because he was off fantasizing about Haruhi as usual. "I forgot he grew up in France."

"Hey! Are you talking about me?" Tamaki said as he snapped out of his dreamland hearing them mentioning someone growing up in France. Everyone looked to him, then back to what they were doing, of course, the twins and Haruhi continued looking at him because they were indeed talking about him and they couldn't continue while he stood there asking them if they were talking about him(if that makes any sense at all). "You were!" He said loudly (as if it weren't obvious already), and then grinned happily at the thought of Haruhi talking about him (and not mentioning something that would be counted as an insult). "Lord, we were just telling Haruhi about-" "-How you slip up and speak French accidentally often because you were in France for a while,"

At the last few words Tamaki's grin darkened and he actually had a depressing look (as in, serious for once).

"Err… Tamaki-sempai?"

"Lord…"

"Tama-Chan! You look sad!"

"Let him think to himself, he's probably thinking about his childhood."

"Our Lord does get like that whenever we're on this topic…"

Haruhi tilted her head, staring at Tamaki. She wouldn't admit it, but she didn't like seeing him look so depressing and serious, she told herself she just didn't like seeing it because it wasn't like normal, but we all know that's a lie, eh?

Noticing her in-thought look, Honey walked over to Haruhi, tugging her pants leg, a curious look on his face – "Haru-Chan! I think Tama-Chan needs a hug," He pointed out. Haruhi, not realizing that he was trying to get her to go hug him, just blinked and looked down to Honey. "Right, Takashi?"

Mori nodded in reply.

Kyouya glanced at Honey and Haruhi for a second, then back to whatever he was working on.

Standing on his toes, Honey attempted to whisper something in Haruhi's ear.

"Eh?!" Haruhi spun around to look at Honey, who had an innocent look on his face and his bunny in his arms.

"Just do whatever he suggested."

Sighing, Haruhi nodded, and slowly stepped towards Tamaki.

"Um…Tamaki-sempai…"

He looked up at her.

She hugged him.

He smiled.

He returned the hug.

He almost suffocated her.

End

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A/N- Remember, this was not made to be crit'd or something. Just for fun. And Chann, if yer readin' this here stupid works, :)!

Assuming you didn't just skip here, hope you enjoyed.

The st00pid person who wrote this.