"Guess what!" Tamaki suddenly shouted as he came running into the host club room. All the hosts were in there just sitting around on the couches. Haruhi was by herself looking out the window, for once, not being harassed. Apparently, to Tamaki, she looked the most approachable at the moment, for the others were busy doing other things.
"Haruhi!" He hugged her and she slowly turned with an evil face. Tamaki shuddered and jumped back. "Why so feisty?" He asked, still a bit shaken at her strange change of attitude.
"No reason, really. I was enjoying the peace…for once."
"Sorry! But I have some good news!"
"What is it?"
"My grandmother is allowing us all to go to France as long as we stay away from my mother!"
"How is that good? Isn't that the only reason you wanted to go to France?"
"Not particularly. You guys seem to not know that much about where I come from, and I just kind of want to take this opportunity to show you all my birth place!"
"My dad will never, ever, allow me to go. And how will your grandmother know if we see your mom or not?"
"I can have my father make some arrangements! Oh, she will have people keeping an eye on us."
"Even when we're showering? Undressing?"
"You know, I'm not that perverted."
"I know. I was just wondering."
"Oh. Well, no. Only when we go out."
"Oh… well… I guess I can go. I know you'll never shut up if I say no, and that will result in you forcing me to go by procedures I don't want to mention."
"Kyah!" He drew Haruhi into a tight hug. She didn't mind his strong arms strangling her to death. Though, she did start to pry them off as she began to realize she was blushing and the other hosts were staring.
"What are you guys talking--and hugging-- about?"
"We can go to France for a week!" Tamaki shouted happily.
"So you're allowed to see your mother, I presume?" Kyoya inquired.
"Well… no…"
"Then why else would you want to go to France? And why would your grandmother even permit you to do so; not that going to France is a bad thing, I am just wondering."
"Well, she said since I never shut up about France, if we stay away from my mother, we can all go for a week. Haruhi has all ready agreed!"
Everyone turned to Haruhi, as if they were wondering why she would agree so fast.
"What?"
"Oh-nothing!" Kaoru shouted. "We'd be glad to go, Tono!" Hikaru finished.
"I guess I'd better go if you all are going." Kyoya stated.
"It sounds like fun! And Takashi will come with me, right?"
"Yeah." Mori said blatantly.
"Awesome! Be ready by tomorrow!" Tamaki cheered.
The next day.
Haruhi had prepared herself well, with the help of her extremely worried father who would not shut up about her leaving for a week.
"It's only a week. I'll be fine."
"But France is so far away! And you'll be there with only boys!"
"Maybe I like boys."
"I know that! But what if one of them hits on you?"
"Maybe I like one of them and wouldn't mind them hitting on me."
"Kyah! It's Tamaki isn't it? That little pervert probably forced you to like him!"
"No, actually. He saved my life twice, for your information."
"You're anger at my hostility towards Tamaki is scaring me!"
"Sorry. You just think every boy is perverted that I hang out with. Did mom's dad think that of you?"
"Yes, actually! And he said he wanted to kill me."
"Well he never did, did he? So he must have liked you. Even if just a little bit."
He never replied after that. Well, not until there was a knock at the door did he go running to open it. Haruhi sighed as she knew what would happen next. And, as she predicted, her dad started screaming at Tamaki to protect his little girl with his life. If Haruhi comes back with one scratch, or one hickey, Tamaki dies. Of course he was joking, being over protective, and stalling Haruhi from leaving. Tamaki just bowed, complimented her father, and took Haruhi's suit case from the shaking hands of her father.
She walked out to the long, black limo with the other host members seated inside. Tamaki opened the door for her and motioned for her to go inside. She was surprised of how much this limo reminded her of the size of her apartment. The limo was huge, maybe even bigger than her house. Not in width, of course, but in length. And all of the accessories inside the limo would probably cost twice the amount of money her mother and father paid for the apartment. She sat on a leather seat, and Tamaki sat next to her. Their sides touch lightly, and they blushed. Though, they didn't move from that position. She found herself staring at 3 flat screen, 22inch, television screens, all showing the same movie. She looked past Tamaki and saw glasses with a cooler beneath them for drinks. Tamaki seemed to have seen her looking around, because he smiled at her. She sat back in her seat and looked at the floor. Hikaru and Kaoru were sitting opposite Tamaki and Haruhi, and Hani and Mori were at the end of the limo with Kyoya. Haruhi looked at Tamaki and saw him listening to an iPod touch. He looked at her, noticed she was looking at him, and pulled out an ear plug.
"You want to listen? I think you'll find it boring, it's just some of my favorite numbers on the piano."
"I like songs played on the piano, you know. It's not like you're the only one. My point is, yes, I'd be happy to listen!"
Tamaki smiled and handed her an ear plug. She set it inside her ear and listened to the pianists fingers travel over the keys delightfully. Tamaki smiled when he saw she was enjoying it. She leaned back in her chair and fell asleep to the calming sound of the piano in her ear.
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"We're here, Haruhi." She heard a voice, a slightly angered voice, telling her. "You can stop resting on Tono now!" Now she realized. It was the angry, jealous, voice of Hikaru. She turned to Tamaki to apologize for falling asleep on him, but he put a finger to her lips. He knew what she was going to say. She liked that about him. She didn't even have to anything and he understood what she intended. She decided to finally get off of the flirtatious prince and walk out of the limo. Her legs felt as if they had been in that one position their whole life.
As she got out, blinding light pierced her eyes, and heat came in waves in her direction. She covered her eyes for a moment, and slightly opened them to adjust to the blinding light. She moved out of the way as she felt something tap her shoulder, for she was standing in the door of the limo where Tamaki was exiting. He got out next to her and the chauffeur took everybody's luggage to separate carts.
They traveled through all of the boring airport requirements. Well, it went faster for them because Tamaki had put on his charm on a countless amount of young ladies who allowed them to get ahead of them. Haruhi sighed, feeling jealous, and followed the charming prince and his romantic-self through all of the customaries of the airport. They sat and ate, taking occasional breaks at stores. Tamaki had bought Haruhi at least ten things, Hikaru following closely behind with random, unneeded gifts. Haruhi kindly accepted both of their gifts, and later found herself carrying at least 20 extra pounds of unnecessary weight. Hikaru and Tamaki seemed to have noticed her slouching, and they both raced to her rescue screaming, "I'll carry that!" and racing down the airport hall ways. She found herself giggling at the sight of the two competitors for love. One of them, Tamaki, had all ready won the game, but Hikaru kept going. She had told nobody who she loved, for she preferred to keep that to herself for now. She actually enjoyed watching their careless games of who could win her heart. It wasn't the games that made her chose Tamaki, it was the personality and the fact her heart raced and she blushed when she was around him. She wasn't sure of his feelings, but he always seemed to be competing with Hikaru, who had told her he loved her. She had rejected him, yet he had never given up.
When they got onto the plane, Haruhi was welcomed into the first-class cabin. Courtesy of Tamaki's father, of course. Next to her was Tamaki, who gracefully sat in his chair and thanked the flight attendant for her 'hard' work. Haruhi was on the outside, near the isle, and Tamaki was near to the window. Their seats were separate, but they were still next to each other. Haruhi looked over to Tamaki as she saw him jump from the corner of her eyes.
"I left my wonderful commoners' book in my bag! It's up there! I'll have to get it."
"I'll get it, senpai. I'm closer."
"But what if it falls on your head and you die!"
"I won't die. And the bag will not fall on my head."
Haruhi stood up and reached into the over head compartment which held her and Tamaki's carry-on luggage. She groped for his bag and finally found it. She pulled it out and took out his commoners' book. It was labeled, 'How to Impress a Commoner for Rich People!' She sighed and handed it to him. He stood up and drew Haruhi into a hug.
"You're safe! I'm so happy! I thought you were going to die!"
"Ugh." Haruhi broke free of his embrace and sat back down in her seat, allowing Tamaki through first. As the plane took off, she jumped at the feeling of being in the plane. She was afraid of heights, mostly because she was afraid a thunder storm would happen and the lightning would hit the plane. Tamaki saw her wide-eyed and took her hand. She turned to him and he smiled. "Oh, daughter, are you scared? Daddy will protect you! I will stay awake until you fall asleep!"
It was night time by the time they had gotten onto the plane, so Haruhi decided to try and sleep; her hand still in Tamaki's.
When the plane had gotten to an appropriate height, she drifted into a light slumber. Occasionally awoken by turbulence. That was when she gripped Tamaki's hand tighter. She saw him blush, and then smile, and turn back to his movie.
Haruhi's heart skipped a beat as they landed. She was glad that was over. She stood up and opened the over head compartment to get her luggage out. She handed Tamaki his things, who was looking very tired. Had he stayed up all night for her so he wouldn't loosen his grip on her hand? She thought about it for a moment, but then snapped back into reality by Tamaki poking her shoulder lightly.
"You gonna go? The hostesses are letting us leave now. They said it's around 7:00 am!"
"Oh. Sorry." Haruhi walked down the hall way of the plane and back into the airport, which was now in France. Kaoru appeared next to her.
"Have you ever ridden a plane before?" He asked, walking step by step with her.
"No. This was my first time."
"That explains why Tono wouldn't let go of your hand. That flirt."
"Oh, well, I'm grateful to him."
Kaoru took her bag and said, "Ah, let me do something you'll be grateful for. The only one who ever does stuff like this for you is Tono!"
"Nobody else does. Well, Hikaru does sometimes."
"Well, they can compete for your love and I'll be the witness when somebody gets hurt."
Haruhi giggled and continued to walk with Kaoru through the airport.
When they got outside, a limo appeared and they all got inside. Haruhi sat with Tamaki again. They drove to a huge, intimidating hotel. It was an old brick building, it looked old on the outside, but Haruhi knew it would be graceful inside. As they pulled up to the drop-off in front of the hotel, Tamaki opened the door for everyone. A butler came outside from the hotel and took all of their things and led them inside the French palace.
"Holy crap. I'll never find my room in here."
"Oh, it's ok," Tamaki began, "We're all in the same room, we each have separate beds, and the rooms are separated by curtains. We wouldn't want to lose our precious Haruhi now, would we?" He snickered.
She got into an elevator that took them to the top floor. The butler led them into a penthouse and closed the door after wishing them a good stay in Japanese.
It was a huge room with curtains, as Tamaki had said, to block out each room from the other. The room was separated in 7 sections, each with a bed, a dresser, and chair. There were two bathrooms they would share. Haruhi walked over to one of the dark red curtains and pulled it open softly. She laid her suit case on her bed and sat down on it, fatigued. She wasn't used to the time difference and as soon as her head hit the pillow, she drifted into a peaceful sleep. She had a dream she had never expected to have before. A dream of Tamaki. She had probably brought it upon herself for continuously glancing at him throughout the day.
She dreamt she was alone with him in the penthouse. She was bringing cake for them to share, but Hani's cake senses must have been on alert because he came rushing into the penthouse randomly, and knocked Haruhi into Tamaki. Sending the cake flying into the air. Hani ran forward and captured it in his mouth happily. Haruhi had landed with her face on Tamaki's pants.
"Ah!!!!!" Haruhi screamed as she woke up from her bizarre dream.
"What's wrong, Haruhi?!?" Tamaki whined as he came running into her room.
"Haruhi?!?" Hikaru wailed, closely behind Tamaki.
"It's nothing. I just had a nightmare." She gasped.
"What was it about?" Hikaru inquired.
"Oh-uh-nothing…" Haruhi stuttered.
"Tell us, please!" Tamaki pleaded.
"No way! Get out of my room, please, I'm still tired." She said, wanting for them not to ask what her dream was about again. She would never bring it upon herself to tell Tamaki and Hikaru she had dreamt about her face in Tamaki's pants. Not that she intended it, for all dreams are random. Though, sometimes they can be what you desire!
"You've been sleeping half of the day. It's all ready noon. You went to sleep at about 6 yesterday evening." Tamaki said.
"Yeah, you can't possibly be tired. So what did you dream about?"
"I don't want to tell you or Tamaki-Senpai." She spat.
"Okay, okay." Hikaru said, disappointed.
"We're going out soon, Haruhi, so be sure to get dressed." Tamaki said with a devious smile. "You were totally dreaming about me and my luscious charm! I know you were! You don't have to hide it! You've fallen for me, ah, I can't blame you!"
"Just leave…" She said.
"Fine, fine! But we're going somewhere you will love, so dress nicely. Here, wear this." Tamaki tossed her black dress, with no straps, and it had to be at least one inch away from her under ware.
"No way! Pervert!"
"I'm joking!"
"Where are we even going?"
"The Eiffel Tower and a cute little French commoners' market!"
"Why would I dress nice?"
"I meant dress cute! Wear a dress!"
"I think I can decide what I'll wear, Senpai."
"Alright, hurry, though."
Haruhi sighed and slipped on a pink dress with jeans underneath.
Not much of a cliff hanger-ish thing, but there will be TamaHaru moments in the next chapter. This took me a week ;-;. The new Ouran was pretty cool. The next one will be really intriguing, I expect. Please R&R.
~Mhia.
