A one-shot story requested by one of my blog friends! :)

She wanted this story to be in dedication to her school-mate, code named "FineLove"

This is for you, FineLove, as a celebration of your passion for Ouran High School! :3

Enjoy!

He was fascinating. That was Haruhi's first thought about Tamaki. Ever since that day when she stumbled upon the Host Club, she felt like leaving immediately. For she wasn't THAT type of girl. She was a more settle, easy-going lazy heroine that never meant to be in the spotlight.

So it was natural that she thought that she wouldn't fall in love.

This was something Haruhi was able to avoid all her life.

Ok, well, not ALL her life. She DID had a crush during her last year of Elementary. He was a cute, little brown haired boy that had matching brown eyes. He was a funny looking kid, for every time he smiled, his upper right missing tooth would show. It was a cute sight, but it was still funny. But he had been made fun of because of this permanent feature-but he never gave up. He always stood up to those kids and showed how cool he was-and that intrigued young Haruhi.

It didn't take her long to feel as if she admired him. So on Valentines Day, she took the boot; she sent him a card.

But the response was horrible.

I don't like you like that...

Love isn't...really my thing...

Opening up to someone is INDEED a difficult thing to do...but...that was...

Very awkward, for I think of you as a friend.

Even though this is a rejection...

You shouldn't give up on love!

Obviously, it WILL come your way someday!

Understand me?

P.S., Thanks for the chocolate! :)

Haruhi wiped her tears from her eyes. She never felt so...hurt in her life. A female class-mate that was behind her the whole time read the letter secretly, and turned around to the other kids, and yelled, "Hey! Everyone! Haruhi just got rejected!"

Everyone in the class turned towards Haruhi, pointed their finger, and sang, "HAHA! HARUHI GOT A CR~~USH! BUT SHE GOT REJECT~~ED!"

Haruhi couldn't stop the flow of tears from running down her face. She looked to the far left of the classroom and set her sight on the brown haired boy. He looked back at her at first with a sad smile, but then turned away. Haruhi tried to say something to defend herself from the singing-hell, even something to at least hurt the boy that hurt her. But she couldn't. Her voice felt trapped-as if it couldn't come back to her.

What the hell...the TEACHER was even singing the horrible lyrics of the hurtful song.

So she dashed out of the classroom. She ran back home to her father and mother-the ONLY place where she felt safe. She cried to them her situation. She was crying so much that her mother placed her in another school.

Ouran High School, huh? A rich school. At least she wouldn't recognize anyone from there from her last school.

That didn't matter anyways. She was SURE she was stronger now. She kept that rejection letter ever since, always going back to it every time she felt like crying or that she thought someone was "cute."

It reminded her of what she went through.

And it told her to never make that mistake again.

But this was different. She was one of those people that judges before she gets to know something-so when she saw the tall blond male that was beautifully groomed from head to toe, she made her decision as to how she would see him for the rest of her stay:

Annoying.

He could ramble on and ON about "royal" procedures and how he was proud of his Host Club. But Haruhi thought that it was the most annoying, repetitive thing ever to man-kind. And when she noticed that the WHOLE Host Club members found out her true gender, it was odd that Tamaki didn't catch on very quickly. This made another judgement upon the prince.

Dumb.

Finally! He found out that she was a female! But wait-he's starting to act...strange...

Like he's taking Haruhi too...lightly. Is this because he now knows that she is a girl? Well, should it even matter? Haruhi thought one day by herself. She gazed out the window and to the dawning sun. The sun...she thought. It's a yellowish color...that reminds me of Senpai...

Haruhi felt her face flush with a tint of red. She shook her head. Why am I thinking about him so much?! What's so SPECIAL about him?! He's an annoying, dumb blond that grows MUSHROOMS in my closet! Come ON! HE MAKES HAMSTER HOMES!So why am I so...

Haruhi felt her chest and closed her eyes as she felt her heartbeat race and thump violently.

Why am I so deeply in love with him...?

Haruhi sighed in exhaustion. She felt a little sick-thinking so much about Tamaki and trying to deny her uncontrollable thoughts was tiresome. Haruhi stood up from the table and grabbed her suitcase backpack, and headed towards the door.

BAM!

Suddenly, a tall figure ran right into Haruhi, knocking her over to the ground. She sat up and groaned as she felt the back of her head. She looked up with irritated eyes.

"Hey! Watch where your-"

Haruhi's voice stopped abruptly as a hand was offered in her face.

"S-sorry, Dear."

Haruhi immediately knew who she'd bumped into. And it was the LAST person she needed to see when she was love sick at the moment. Haruhi sighed before grabbing the hand. Tamaki's hand pulled the girl with grace as he smiled warmly.

"Are you ok, my Princess?"

Haruhi nodded, blushing madly. She finally gained the courage to look up at her crush.

Ah, his beautiful golden strands fell perfectly over half of his face. And...that loving smile made Haruhi calm down and comfortable. She wanted to kiss him, oh yes-she REALLY wanted to! But what if...what if Tamaki...didn't like her back?

Haruhi's heart started to race again. Her head started to spin and her mouth barely moved. It was...just like before-in her classroom when she read the letter. No...this can't be happening... she thought as she tried to move her lips.

Tamaki cocked his head to the side, completely lost. He asked, in his sweet toned out voice, "Are you alright, my dear?"

Haruhi finally found out how to speak again. "Uh...Oh! Yeah...thank you, Tamaki." she stuttered.

Tamaki's eyebrow went up. Did she noticed that she used my name instead of her usual "Senpai" nickname...? Tamaki patted Haruhi on the head. "Well, it's good to know my daughter is ALL~~RIGHT!" He said with his puppy face all victorious.

Haruhi frowned. She bowed her head to hide her face from her growing frustration. What does Tamaki think of me...just as a...daughter...?

Tamaki, who didn't noticed the sudden change in Haruhi's mood, waved. "Alright, Princess.! I'm going to go and head on home. You should too, my dear, for it's getting late." And with that, Tamaki brushed his hair back a little, and turned around.

Haruhi quickly grabbed Tamaki's wrist. "W-Wait! T-Tamaki..." she said purposelessly loud. She blushed. Darnnit! Why did I stop him?! What am I gonna say?! ARGH! I can be so stupid sometimes...

Tamaki turned around. "Yes, Sweetie?"

Haruhi squeezed tighter. "Um..." Haruhi looked up at Tamaki full-faced with a red beat flush on her face. "W-WHAT DO YOU THINK O-OF ME?!"

Tamaki blinked. "Hm? What are you..." His voice trailed off as his eyes became wide in realization. Haruhi frowned, and loosened her grip on the wrist. She sighed, embarrassed. "N-never mind...just...pretend I never said anything..."

Tamaki was stunned, but he soon smiled warmly.

"Hey. Wanna here a joke...?" he said in a sweet, low voice.

Haruhi looked up, furious that Tamaki really DID pretend he didn't hear her almost confess her feelings. But she still played along, thinking only that the worse could happen.

"*Sigh*...sure..."

Tamaki turned around completely in front of Haruhi and cupped his hand gently on Haruhi's reddened cheek.

"Knock knock."

Haruhi was hesitant, but she reluctantly replied, "H-how's there...?"

Tamaki grinned even wider and stepped closer.

"Marry."

Haruhi, being the dense girl she always been, asked mindlessly, " 'Marry', who-MPH!"

Haruhi's voice was cut off by the soft lips that touched hers. The warm taste went through her like silk as she embraced Tamaki. He's...kissing me...we are REALLY kissing... Haruhi delightedly thought. So...he...loves me...? Her last thought floated out of her head as her concentration went back to the tender kiss. They had a playful battle with their tongues-trying to win. But Haruhi soon gave up, letting Tamaki's warm tongue slide on her lips and gain access inside her mouth. His tongue explored every inch of her mouth-and every time Haruhi moaned when Tamaki went over a tender spot, he would go over it again, loving the noises he could make Haruhi make.

The kiss was put to a stop with the smack of the lips. Cold air swept pass Haruhi's lips as her lips disconnected the warmth of the kiss. Haruhi was disappointed for a moment, but smiled happily when Tamaki hugged her tightly-as if he would never let go. She DIDN'T WANT him to let go. She wanted to stay in Heaven for just a little while more.

"Marry me." Tamaki whispered in Haruhi's ear.

~~End

Hoped you enjoyed! :)

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