A person can easily doze off in class for a (seemingly) innocent daydream before it hits them: they have a stiffy in the middle of class. It's an awkward situation, definitely less than pleasant, and there's nothing one can do to get rid of it. Perhaps the most one could do is cross their legs and pretend it's not there.

However, when one is sitting next to the person they were daydreaming about, the situation becomes even more awkward.

It was for this reason that Tamaki often tried not to doze off, but there were the occasional days that he couldn't help himself. Unfortunately, today was one of those days, and Tamaki was now feeling uncomfortable in his seat, and was trying to avoid any eye contact with his best friend, Kyouya. But, of course, Kyouya was the curious type, eager to find out any information he didn't know. So while Tamaki was avoiding looking at Kyouya, he could feel his friend's eyes on him as he tried to figure out what was going on in the blond idiot's head.

And, as Kyouya was also very intelligent, he soon figured out what Tamaki's situation was and quietly laughed to himself. Tamaki felt like he should glare, but he couldn't because he was still avoiding eye contact. The situation did improve as class went on, and Tamaki went on with life. Though during his next class, he found himself daydreaming again, only he actually made a point not to include Kyouya in any of it.

He wondered, for a moment, when it was that these fantasies became more and more frequent. There were always those little daydreams about him and Haruhi, but they were never the same. (because Tamaki would never, never, NEVER touch his daughter that way!) But it seemed Haruhi was the only one in the club he hadn't really fantasized about. Even the idea of being with Hunni had crossed his mind, but the longer that daydream went on, the more awkward he felt. He didn't really see Mori as a good partner either, because he figured the older boy would probably top, and Tamaki didn't like the idea of being on the bottom.

No, his fantasies usually revolved around Kyouya or the twins. With Kyouya, he imagined sex would be very… angry? Something like that. Tamaki thought he'd be happy during, but Kyouya always seemed to be angry with everything he did, so he imagined Kyouya with a frown on his face. (Tamaki was perfectly okay with an unhappy Kyouya, though.) As for the twins, those fantasies were a little more creative. Mostly because he could be with one (Hikaru he thought would be the type to struggle for dominance, but Tamaki liked to imagine that he'd win.) or the other (Kaoru he saw giving in easier than his brother.) or even with both. With both he could imagine twice the amount of positions they could try. The very idea made him shudder.

And so the day went on and it was eventually time for the Host Club. Actually, it wasn't. They were having a club meeting today, so they took a break from actual hosting.

Tamaki glanced from person to person, remembering one by one each fantasy he had earlier in the day, and he felt himself turn red. It was going to be a long meeting.

AN: WRITING AGAIN! What's my problem? I always hate my stories. xD

So. Yeah, this isn't it. I'm gonna write more chapters like this, only with the other boys ( sorry Haruhi, you don't get a chapter! ) and after that I'm going to decide if I should go on and add more chapters or not.