Author's Note: I noticed that in the last chapter I misspelled Kyoya's name a lot. I also totally forgot to put the dang lines to separate the story better, so just to let you know. This is actually my first story on Fanfiction, so I'm sorry . Also thank you KageNoNeko for reminding me that Hunny addresses Mori by his first name, so there's another mistake I made. Anyways, I hope you enjoy, and I hope I do not make any more mistakes! :P

The grass was swaying gently between his pale hand and long fingers. An allure of colors swooped around the sky as the sun was setting.

"It sure is beautiful." Tamaki sighed and leaned forward on his elbows, allowing his body to gently rest upon the earthy ground. Tamaki smiled at Haruhi and hoped to get some response. Once she didn't reply, he decided to start a conversation.

"Haruhi." Her face turned towards him and tilted a little to the side to show that she was listening. Tamaki began to go into thoughts about how adorable his little princess was and how much he could just hug her right now, but he cleared these thoughts quickly. I have to be serious: if I act like an idiot, then Haruhi won't… Tamaki shook his head from having any more thoughts like this.

"Yes sempai?" Haruhi's big chocolate-like eyes looked at his silent face. Her face was pulled up into a bleak smile, but even her little smile made Tamaki scream things to himself. My girl is so cute… she makes me just want to… Tamaki's face advanced closer to her's. Haruhi seemed a bit confused.

Ah. Tamaki chuckled and his eyes glistened cheerfully as he gazed at Haruhi and put his hand on her shoulder delicately. The girl simply looked down at his hand with puzzlement.

She sure is kind of clueless when it comes to romance… Tamaki stopped his trail of thought immediately once he said the word romance to himself.

"Sempai…? Why are you dosing off?" Haruhi looked into the blonde-haired boy's eyes, and could see that he was concentrating intensely on something to himself as his gaze looked silently off into the sky.

"Oh… I'm sorry." Tamaki looked back at Haruhi and took his hand off her shoulder slowly.

"So I hope today was fun." His smile increased to a sweet grin, but Haruhi didn't fall head over heels in love with him like most girls did, she simply nodded.

"I still don't know how you got my dad to actually allow me to stay with you."

"Well… I know your dad isn't too fond of me…" Haruhi chuckled, which made Tamaki a little sad. No, he thought. Haruhi's father is certainly not very fond of me at all.

"But my dad has his ways…" Haruhi looked deeper into the sunset; it was now turning darker as night approached. She could feel Tamaki's eyes against her face.

"Well you didn't have to take me in, you know." Tamaki bit his lip as her face turned towards him. A small breeze had caught up, and some of her hair was swooshing around the air like the grass was against his skin.

Beautiful, he whispered in is head sadly. He barely said this remark consciously; it just was an instinct. His thoughts reminded him of older memories. He thought about the time Haruhi had to be a host for Ritsu Kasanoda, and he began to question how as a father figure, he could find Haruhi so absolutely adorable. Now he looked at her face and didn't even care that she was wearing a boy's uniform instead of the poofy yellow dresses she should have had on.

Beautiful. He smiled to himself and responded to her comment. "Well either way, I think it should be fun. I have never had a sibling or anyone my age to really hang out with for this long at my house. Tamaki's smile grew a little more.

Haruhi nodded. She tried to forget that Tamaki had basically made her come home with him just for safety, which she obviously had. I guess it won't be all too bad to stay with him, I mean; he seems pretty excited about it so far… Haruhi returned a smile for the charming boy, which made him ruffle her hair happily. It was a little smile, but Tamaki still couldn't resist but to get excited by it. Still though, he unconsciously did not squeeze her into a tight hug right now, because the moment would be ruined if he did.

Haruhi couldn't help but notice on how Tamaki was acting like the mature Tamaki right now. She didn't have too many high hopes though because she still believed that he would break into a bear hug and scream things like, "Daddy's little girl is just too CUTE!" Instead, Tamaki sighed joyfully and put his arm around her shoulder, as he got closer to her body. Haruhi saw his charming smile work itself out from his lips, and she knew it from watching him host many times before.

"Thanks," Was simply what he said as he pulled her against his arm. Haruhi did not know what to make of it, but she allowed him to do this, for pulling away might hurt his feelings.

The moon was beginning to glimmer just a little now, and the dark blue sky was slowly overlapping over the old yellows and reds that were once swaying around.

"Haruhi Fujioka." Haruhi looked up and saw a girl that must have been one of the maid's standing at the doorway of the guest bedroom. The girl looked like she could be her age, and she had long curly hair of a muddy color and a sweet smile across her pinkish lips. Her deep green eyes looked inviting as she stared at Haruhi. "Dinner is ready."

"Thank you." Haruhi said with a simple bow of her head. She heard a small squeal come out of the maid's lips. That's right, she thought to herself. I am still in guy's clothing…

Haruhi descended out of the room and quickly glanced at the maid with one of her bleak smiles. The girl looked at her with huge loving eyes and her cheeks turned a light pink.

She's probably into Tamaki also…ah…hosting… Haruhi sighed in her head. She was walking down the long elegant stairs just as an arm locked their elbow with hers. She didn't have to look up to know who it was.

"Yes sempai…?" Haruhi said this in a tone that Tamaki wished was not so dull.

"Oh…just taking a stroll down the stairs…" Tamaki's eyes glittered as his charming voice spoke softly. A small laugh came out of Haruhi's lips.

"Well of course…you have to walk down your stairs if you want to reach the dining room." Tamaki froze with a pale face. Haruhi began to grow worrisome, and tried to ease the moment by lightly poking his forehead with a tender finger and laughing half-heartedly. "Sempai…?" she asked in a soft concerning way. Such a sweet voice…Tamaki told himself as he dissolved out of his frozen stance. His princely confidence made him smile as if his aura was sparkling from the beautiful sight that he was. (Oh wait…his aura did sparkle :P)

"Of course!" Haruhi was relieved to hear his chirping voice again instead of a dead silence: it was a sign that he was Tamaki Suoh again, the king of a host club of lovely charming young men… oh and of course of the lovely young mens' toy that's name was coincidentally Haruhi Fujioka… (XD)

Haruhi could make out the high-pitched shrieks coming from the maids' that were all bunched up in a corner watching Tamaki's glittering eyes and romantic smile. "You are so smart, my Haruhi." He ruffled her brown hair and pulled his elbow off of hers tenderly since they had now fully descended the stairs.

Haruhi walked quicker as the smell of gourmet food filled the air, and Tamaki found himself facing the back of her head. He stared at her in awe, muttering things from his inner voice. You idiot! He hissed in his head. Of course you have to go around making a fool of yourself…of course to get to the dining room you must… Tamaki's face pulled away from annoyance as he spotted Haruhi's gaze. Once she looked at him his mind went silent and only stared at her beauty with pure pleasure. "You coming?" She asked. Tamaki drowned happily in her tender sweet words. They echoed in his ears like the passionate notes of a slow lovely lullaby about love. He imagined her words to be the sweet cries of a flue singing a solo as many violins and cellos quietly played a few descending notes in the background.

"Oh…yes, yes." He had to snap back to reality and think about these long precious daydreams later when he couldn't make himself look like a fool in front of Haruhi. No dosing off… He straightened his posture and led Haruhi into the large dining hall. A long oak table sat below an illuminating white chandelier that sparkled like a million diamonds and pearls.

"Oh, sit down…sit down!" A nervous voice chirped to Haruhi. A girl with long black hair and pleading stormy eyes pulled out an elegant oak chair that matched the table well. I wonder how many maids and service they have around here…Haruhi asked to herself in wonder.

"Oh…thank you." Haruhi turned to the maid and smiled politely as she was sitting on the soft white cushions of the chair, and she found that the dark haired girl almost screamed out loud with joy. Even here I have no way of getting away from the whole hosting thing…maybe I should of worn a dress or something… Haruhi sat in thought for a little while, and chuckled a little at the idea. I bet Tamaki entertains these girls plenty…with his ways. A small snicker escaped Haruhi's lips and she found a confused frightened Tamaki staring at her, not knowing what to do about the situation. Before he could confront the issue any longer, a maid rushed towards him and pulled a chair out for him to sit in as well.

"For you too of course!" The poor girl was hysterical as she felt Tamaki's eyes upon her face. Any moment now, she thought sweat would explode from her forehead and moisten her so much that she would cry out loud. "Thank you my darling." An all time famous smile of Tamaki's peered from his lips as he sat down beside Haruhi. Love was pounding against the maid's chest with so much pressure that her friends had to hurry towards her and catch her trembling grinning body.

I was right… Haruhi noted as she saw the scene play before her eyes. Sempai does it even at his own house… maybe he doesn't even see himself doing it either…

"Haruhi, what are you thinking of?" Tamaki's face inched towards her face and smiled. Haruhi blinked with surprise as she had awakened from her thoughts and found Tamaki's face right next to hers. His breath was somewhat alluring, but she forgot about the thought as quickly as it had stumbled stupidly to her. "Oh…" She stuttered in confusion as Tamaki's eyes bounced around her face: waiting and reading her like she was his prey.

"Nothing." Haruhi broke free of his charming spell. Surely she could not get caught up in the moment from a charming boy like Tamaki, for it was simply his talent to charm girls. She denied being so easy to be ruled over by romance like this, although she did not even notice she was denying it. She simply looked at Tamaki with amusement flittering across her lips as she spoke. "You know, sempai…you shouldn't scare people like that." Tamaki's eyes were as innocent as her gentle playful voice.

""Scare people?" He questioned. He began to think of the thought with maybe a bit too much interest, and his twinkling bright purple eyes started to lean towards a not-so-innocent look. He inched towards Haruhi's face as much as he could without actually touching her skin with his, and of course, he still held on to his charming smile, even if his eyes were deceiving.

A bleak amount of squealing and short breaths were heard from the watching maids, who stood behind the two 'boys' with bouncy feelings in their tummies. Finally Haruhi broke the quiet cries that they were trying to restrain by saying, "You're doing your hosting thing, sempai." All the maids had cheered in a rather girly manner once they heard Haruhi's tender voice. It was like they were waiting for her to speak for so long that now that she did, her voice seemed to be a better treasure than a million gleaming white pearls resting on the warm ground of the beach.

Haruhi felt a bit awkward from the silence and so she poked the boy's white face to see his reaction. She looked at him with some concern since his face seemed off. She did not enjoy seeing Tamaki pull off his miserable face because it made her stomach roll around in a bit of panic when she saw it.

I came on too strong… I can't act like that towards Haruhi! She will hate me…hate... "I'm sorry Haruhi!" He blurted quite fast that Haruhi could barely understand his words. She giggled and patted his hair sweetly like only a great friend could.

"You're funny sempai." She smiled that smile that made Tamaki want to faint. He looked at her in pure wonder… she isn't mad… he thought with surprise. Her smile brought his own smile to his lips; it was like Haruhi's happiness was contagious in the air, and Tamaki had suffered the disease.

The two teenagers pulled away from their close exchange once the smell of tuna and rice filled their noses. Tamaki didn't take much note of the food, for he cared not too much to eat that much right now, but Haruhi, on the other hand, held her breath as the servers placed an delicious meal next to her face. An elegantly decorated portion of pink fish lay beside some white rice and a few neatly sliced green vegetables. Her dish looked too pretty to eat… but then again, she thought with a happy smirk on her face. It is tuna…fancy tuna…

From the smile on Haruhi's face, which actually was a very strange sight since it looked merciless as it stared down at the salmon like it was stating, "I will eat you, and you will be mine," in a frightening chuckling evil voice, (okay… I am sorry if I got a little carried away there :P) Tamaki couldn't of been happier. My Haruhi… he sighed to himself without anyone hearing him.

With that, the merciless girl felt no pity on the salmon any longer as she tore through it with the sharp edges of a fork and knife.

So I hope you guys liked it I hope to get the next chapter in as soon as I can, and I am sorry if this one took me a while! I know, I know, this one was quite a romantic sort, but how could I resist? In the next chapter it might be a bit different… we will see :P

Reviews would be nice! :D (Of course if you even want to bother… hehe )