I received my laptop a few months back, but haven't been able to update stories in a loong time due to AP US History. Stupid school. Ruined my life.

Anyways, this is just a reminder that I am indeed, alive.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club.

Enjoy...


"All I know is we're better off together than we ever were alone
So if you let me try, just give me time,
Oh, Woman I will help you find a way to ease your troubled mind.
"

Haruhi could feel herself clasping tightly to Tamaki's hand, as the fireworks continued to burst above their heads.

Gently he lead her, further and further, from the festivites, till they were there at their spot in the garden. The vine covered veranda waited ominously in the night, glowing faintly in the dark. Silently, he sat and pulled her closer. And for once, Haruhi couldn't find it anywhere in herself to mind the touch of another.

It was quiet for a long time, a comfortable quiet that could only be found in true companionship.

Apropos of nothing, Tamaki gently whispered in her ear. "I promise I will never leave you like I have tonight. Not you, not the hostclub." Haruhi could feel his hand grazing over her arm, and the slight sensation of near tickling.

I nodded, attempting to hold back the memory. While she had managed to catch Tamaki in time before leaving them forever, it was still too fresh to realize how close it had come. So she just nodded.

"I mean it, Haruhi." He said, pushing her around to face him. His face was barely decipherable in the dark, and Haruhi felt herself moving in just a little closer to try and catch the light of his eyes.

His fingers touched her cheek, and hesitantly he moved forward and very gently touched his lips to her forehead.

And with just that one touch, Haruhi knew things has been irreversibly changed. Whether that was a bad thing was all too soon to tell. Her heart leapt, and she could feel a small impish smile light up her mouth.

Gently she was pulled back into his chest, her ear right over his heart as it beat alongside her own. She sighed and relaxed, sleep very nearly overtaking her after the eventful night.

"Make me another promise?" She began to ask.

She could feel him tilt his head down.

"Yes?"

She smiled.

"Be here with me when I wake up?"

She could feel his laughter gently roll through his body, but he tamped it down enough to not be a distraction from her sleepy mind. He brushed her hair off her face,
and answered "Of course."

Haruhi knew her feelings, muddled and confused, for this man could be sorted later. Tonight it was simply them, and no one else. Her last coherent thoughts were her awareness of his hand gently tracing along her back as she fell asleep over his lap.

And how, right then, she wanted no one else's hands to be able to do the same.


I realize this is short, but I see alot of OOC one-shots out there where Haruhi and Tamaki kinda rush things, and somehow that's just not how I see things happening with them. It's imagined with a much more rational Tamaki, as he finally understands his own feelings for his 'daughter'.

Anyways, this probably won't be my only OHSHC story, but this is it for now.

Such a cute anime.

Lyrics in the beginning come from Ron Pope's; Daylight.
Current favorite song.

R&R

-Souzousei