DISCLAIMER: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. I do own Bajiru Tanaka though.

Tamaki knew the girl. She was Bajiru Tanaka (first, last), an artist. You see, Tamaki really liked her, but sadly, she hasn't even ever officially met him. She did visit the Host Club occasionally to pick up work from Kyoya. Kyoya would give her pictures of the hosts and she would use them to paint portraits that he could sell for profit. It Bajiru was asked, she would say that she only did it for the practice, not the money.

It was a normal Thursday, the day Bajiru dropped off the paintings. This time however, it wasn't the normal meeting. The night previous, she had stayed up late finishing a portrait of Haruhi and this morning she hurriedly wrapped it in brown paper, assuming it was dry. Unfortunately, it wasn't. Haruhi's face had become one big smudge! Kyoya was in no way happy. In fact he was thoroughly annoyed. He had already lined up a potential buyer. So it is slightly understandable when he lost his cool, but not so when he went full Shadow King. He was so insensitive to the poor girls feelings that Bajiru practically ran away. Tamaki was too far away to hear what was said, but nevertheless followed her from the room.

When he caught up with her, she was hidden in an alcove on the second floor.

"Bajiru?" he called. She turned her grey eyes, glassy with tears, towards him.

"Oh, hello, Tamaki," she quickly wiped away the tears.

"What's wrong , my princess? Why are you crying?"

"I messed up a portrait! It was an accident, I guess I didn't give it enough time to dry. Kyoya's really mad at me! He said it was an amateur move and that if I did it again I'm out of a job. I thought my paintings were getting better, but he said he could hire someone much better than me," Bajiru looked down.

Tamaki placed a finger under her chin and met her eyes with his. "Don't worry about it," he said. "Kyoya just lost his temper. You're a wonderful artist and I think you are very professional!"

"You mean it?"

"Of course!"

"Thank you, Tamaki," the sadness vanished and was replaced with happiness.

"So I'll see you next Thursday?" Bajiru shook her head. No?"

"I'll stop by tomorrow to visit you!" Bajiru promised and hugged him goodbye. "Thanks again!" and she hurried away to prepare her art supplies for the next project.

Tamaki returned to the Host Club, excited for the next day and happy to have finally acquainted himself with his crush. He hoped with all his heart that eventually Bajiru Tanaka would come to reciprocate his feelings.

I'm sorry it's so short. I did this just for funsies about a month ago and I just found it today. I wasn't going to post it but sense I haven't been uploading my other stories, I feel that you guys some sort of something. THE ONE I CALL MASTER will be updated soon, I actually have an idea what's coming up next now. Thanks for your supprt!~