Yay for Ouran HSHC!

I was trying to think of a good name for this pairing…

Tamaki X Haruhi

Tamari

Haruki

Tamuri

Hamaki

That's all I could think of…

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this story, I originally wanted it to be a one-shot, but it's going to be so long, I think I will split it up into chunks. Here we go!

Disclaimer: Wow, my first one! I (baxter54132) do not own any part of Ouran High School Host Club. It belongs to it's writers, even though I can't think of their names at this moment.


"The Ouran High School Host Club, a place where males who have too much free time entertain females who also have too much free time," Haruhi pauses and glances at Kyoya, "You sent that to them didn't you?"

The rest of the club is currently sitting in a semi-circle around Haruhi, and all of their heads snap around to look at Kyoya, who is typing away on his laptop at a nearby desk. The local newspaper had just arrived, and when the club saw their bright smiling faces on the front cover, they just had to have story time. Who would be a better storyteller than Haruhi?

Kyoya glances up from his work, "That is correct, I sent that too them so we would have a good face in public, do you dislike it?"

Haruhi rereads it and goes to respond, but Tamaki beats her too it. He jumps up from where he is sitting and shouts joyously, "Only Kyoya could come up with something that makes us sound so cool! Daddy is so proud of Mommy."

"Senpai… please sit down," says Haruhi, slightly annoyed at the interruption. Haruhi waits for Tamaki to sit before her eyes travel back to the newspaper. Before Haruhi can read even a single word, a knock rings from the door.

"Come on in," Haruhi calls out.

One of the double doors swings open, and Haruhi drops her newspaper in surprise when she realizes the identity of the visitor, "Shika-kun!"

"Shika-kun?" the club echoes, before rushing over to examine the boy. He is standing at a good 5 feet 8 inches tall, has messy, short black hair, is wearing a school uniform from Hisagi High School, and is seething angrily as he clutches something that looks like it used to be the local newspaper in his hand.

Shika brushes away the club guys and walks over to where Haruhi is standing, still stunned. He holds up the crushed newspaper, "Have you read this?" he asks, anger creeping into his voice.

Haruhi nods, "I have read a little of it, why do you ask?"

Shika grumbles something to himself and he unravels the crumpled paper in his hands. He opens it up to the inside section of the newspaper. Inside is an article on the club, along with a big picture of everyone when they were dressed up for the Ouran student fair. Each person is labeled in the photo.

"It says here… that the club consists of all males, they are calling you a guy Haruhi." Shika says quietly, fighting to stay calm. "No one at Hisagi high has noticed yet, but it is only a matter of time I suppose. I wouldn't have even known that it was you if your name wasn't on it."

Haruhi sweat-drops, "Well… you see, except for the guys in the host club and one other person, the entire school believes that I am male, I could reveal myself I suppose, but I enjoy being in this club."

Tamaki leaps to life, "Oh Haruhi, you don't know how happy it makes Daddy to hear you say that!"

Suddenly, the twins appear on either side of Haruhi, each with one elbow resting on her shoulders. "Well Shika, what are you going to do?" asks Hikaru, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

"Yea, this is a secret, and it had better stay that way," Kaoru confirms, his eyes matching Hikaru's.

Kyoya shuts his laptop and crosses the room to where everyone is talking, "Your last name is Rinde right? Wouldn't it be a shame if your dad's company was bought out?"

"All right, all right, I get it," Shika puts his hands up defensively. He gives Haruhi a look that clearly says, 'these are you friends?' Then, a light bulb (not the kind from the beginning of the anime) clicks on over his head. "How about this? I will keep you secret safe on one condition."

Haruhi's expression turns puzzled, "What is it Shika-kun?"

Shika takes a deep breath, "Haruhi-chan, you have to go on a date with me!"

'Date with me, date with me, date with me, date with me.' The words ring in Tamaki's head, and he recalls how well (poorly) Haruhi's last date went.

"Daddy won't allow it!" Tamaki shouts as he jumps between Haruhi and Shika.

Haruhi sighs, "Tamaki-senpai, please move."

Tamaki complies, grumbling about how he will protect his little girl.

"We don't need to give you anything for you to keep our secret," Kyoya adds as he adjusts his glasses.

Hikaru steps ahead of Haruhi so he is face to face with Shika. "Haruhi, you don't have to go out with this guy."

Kaoru nods, "Hikaru is right, you don't owe him anything."

We would hear Honey's thoughts, but he is too busy eating cake and watching to form his own opinion.

Mori is sitting next to Honey, a blank expression on his face.

Haruhi steps forward, pushing Hikaru out of the way and sending Kaoru to join him.

"I will go on a date with you," Haruhi says confidently.

"Yes! Um, I mean, I'll pick you up from your house this Saturday, ok?" Shika's face breaks into a wide smile and he hugs Haruhi before realizing what he's doing, his face flushing as he takes a step back, and running out of the room, waving goodbye over his shoulder.

Hikaru and Tamaki slam the doors shut behind him. Kaoru has a thoughtful expression on his face as he stares at Haruhi, "Why did you say yes?" he asks.

"Yes, why?" Tamaki cries out and falls to his knees dramatically.

"There was no reason to say no, I haven't seen him in a long time, it will be nice to catch up on old times."

"What a boring reason," comments Hikaru.

Haruhi shrugs, "I guess… No following me, you guys got that?"

"Hai," the club responds unenthusiastically.


Haruhi swings open the door to her house and is met with a sheepish looking Shika. "Good morning," Haruhi says happily.
"Wow, you look amazing, back in girl clothes and everything," says Shika nervously.

Haruhi does indeed look nice. She is wearing a yellow sundress, a plain necklace, and some matching sandals. Pretty simple, but to Shika, anything is better than the boy's uniform she was wearing the other day.

"Dad, I'm going. See you later!" Haruhi calls into her house loudly.

A call of, "Okay, have fun!" is heard from inside. Haruhi steps out of her house, shutting the door silently behind her.

"Ooh, Haruhi does indeed look cute," gushes Tamaki from around a nearby corner.

"Yea," Honey nods in agreement.

Hikaru waves his arm angrily at Tamaki, "Sh! I can't hear them.

Kaoru mutters, "Quiet down."

By the time the club looks back over, Haruhi and Shika have finished talking and are now walking down the stairs and towards Shika's car.

"To the bat mobile!" shouts Tamaki, striking a cheesy pose.

The rest of the club sweat-drop, but follow their crazy leader down to Kyoya's car anyway. They all pile in.

"Where to sir?" asks the driver. Tamaki opens his mouth, and then pauses.

"Uh…"

"We are going to the Kiwara theater," says Kyoya confidently.

Everyone glances at Kyoya, before realizing that it is Kyoya, of course he knows.

"How did you find out Kyoya-chan?" Honey asks curiously.

"They said it outside Haruhi's apartment, but none of you were listening," says Kyoya.

Hikaru and Kaoru sweat-drop and say in unison, "Of course, Kyoya-senpai doesn't miss a thing."

The drive goes by silently, and in a few minutes they arrive at the theater.

"Wow, a commoner's theater," says Tamaki in awe.

The group stealthily (not) enter the building and Kyoya buys the tickets to the movie that Haruhi and Shika are going to.

"Ok everyone, we are going to see, Zombiz, Back To Life 3."

Tamaki laughs as he grabs his ticket, "Is he trying to scare Haruhi? He must know as well as we do that she isn't afraid of anything."

Everyone nods except for Honey who is glancing around nervously. His eyes meet Mori's.

"What's wrong Mitsukuni?" Mori asks, a hint of worry creeping into his voice.

"It's nothing Takashi," Honey flashes a smile, but Mori doesn't buy it.

"Mitsukuni and I will wait out here," he says calmly.

Kyoya nods, understanding the situation perfectly. The twins understand as well. Only Tamaki is confused.

"Honey-senpai, you don't need to wai…"

Tamaki is cut off as the twins start to drag him away. Kaoru leans in and whispers quietly, "Honey-senpai is scared of the movie, just let yourself be dragged."

Tamaki stops struggling and allows himself to be pulled away from Honey and Mori. The two of them sit down on a nearby bench to wait things out.

Tamaki enters the theater first, immediately spotting Haruhi a few rows in. "She is so cute in these dim lights," he says enthusiastically.
Kyoya passes Tamaki and quickly climbs the stairs to be a few rows behind Haruhi. He moves really fast, and is fortunately not noticed. Next is Hikaru, who has a hood on to hide his face. He slides around a still daydreaming Tamaki and hustles to join Kyoya.

Kaoru stares at Tamaki for a moment before realizing that he isn't going to go first.

Kaoru pulls on a baseball cap and soon joins his brother and friend. All three of them look down at Tamaki who now having some strange fantasy about Haruhi.

Kyoya pulls out his cell and dials in Tamaki's number. They watch as Tamaki pulls out his phone, blinks once, and then answers.

"Hello?"

"Get up here," is all Kyoya says before clicking his phone shut.

Tamaki repockets his phone and stands up, ready to finally make his move.

This is of course, when Haruhi decides she needs to leave the theater for some unknown reason. She stands up, and makes her way down the stairs. Tamaki freezes, and Haruhi gets closer, and closer, time slows, and Tamaki presses his back to the wall, trying to tell his heart to not beat so damn loud. One more step…


Cliffhanger! That's right!

Just so it's clear, this is a Tamaki x Haruhi fic in the end, even if it isn't there yet.

I hope you all enjoyed the beginning of my first try at Ouran High School Host Club.

Please review, I am anxious to see what you all think.