Not a Decoy

||Suoh Tamaki||

The Prince and the Whore

It has came to my attention that in the Prologue I work that Whore was four letters. My bad it's five. Thank you for pointing that out.

Suoh Tamaki, the rich, French-Japanese, handsome teenager was strolling around the commoner outside mall. He has never been to such a thing, but when Haruhi told him about it he was simply fascinated. He would've asked her to join him, but recently it's been awkward around her since Hikaru and she have been dating. It seems like Tamaki lost his 'daughter'.

I looked around the mall. I gazed at all the different types of older men and teen boys that passed me by. My light hazel eyes prayed on a new decoy. I was what many would call a slut or a whore, what ever fits your taste.

I love men

And I would do a lot just to get them. I mean I didn't just kiss and cuddle with them. If they were hot enough I would have sex with them. I stole boyfriends from girls and I stole husbands from wives. I guess it was my way of finding the one boy who would just push me away before we had sex and say, "Not now. I want to know you. I want the real thing." But of course that never happened. I, Kawabe Momiji, was bound to a loveless life.

"Oi!" A loud voice shattered my train of though as I looked up to see a small crowd of girls surrounding my table. "You're the girl that stole my boyfriend!" A pretty teenager accused pointing her finger at me. Judging by her red puffy eyes I would say I stole her boyfriend just recently.

"Honey, I stole many boyfriends. Your's was just another play toy." I grinned cynically as I batted my long thick black eyelashes.

"Whore!" One of the women shouted

"Slut!"

"Harlot!"

"Is that all you got? Hun, I've been called worse." I pushed my chair aside and walked away from the group as they fumed behind me. "You wanted to keep your boyfriends maybe you should've done something they wanted. I was able to give them it." I giggled as I left the sobbing women.

I am harsh no doubt about it. I am mean. I am cruel. And I don't care. It is stupid that women so naïve as them believe in such a thing of love and fairy-fricken-tales. They need to know that relationships don't end happily. There is no happily ever after. There are tears because it all ends the same. It all ends with a heart-break. I witness enough heart-breaks in my life and I'm not gonna let it happen to me. I am the heart-breaker, not the man. And I love being the heart-breaker.

"Hey there, cutie." A gruff voice greeted me. I turned to see a tall man leaning against the wall. He was definitely not my type. His black hair was oily and long that clung to his face, he had red zits covering his cheeks, nose, chin, and forehead. He was lanky and thin.

"Not interested." I spoke coolly and flipped my long black hair over my shoulder as I stuck my nose in the air.

"I didn't ask if you were interested." He said as cold as I was. I remained quiet. I jumped when I felt his hand slap my ass. I whirled around.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!?!" I roared my face fuming red with anger.

"I'm thinking I'm gonna get some of that." He eyed me and I growled at him as he pulled me close.

Tamaki sighed heavily as he checked his cell phone that read no texts and missed calls. For some reason the blond was feeling rather unloved at the moment. A loud angry cry shook Tamaki out of his self-pitying stage. His purple eyes darted up to see a pretty girl struggling against a man. His arm was wrapped around her thin waist. She lifted her small hand to slap him, but he caught it by her wrist and lowered his lips toward her. A woman isn't supposed to be treated like that! Tamaki though furiously as he ran over to play Prince Charming.

"Unhand me!" I shrieked as I thrashed side to side.

"Tama-kick!" An unknown teen kicked the man that had me in his grasp. The pervert flew to the side with large swirls in his eyes. The teenager turned to me with a gentle smile on his face as he offered me his hand, "Are you okay, Princess?" I felt my cheeks grow warm at how he addressed me.

Never has a man called me a princess

My hazel eyes scanned his appearance. He was hands down adorable. He was very tall a good foot and two inches tall than my pathetic size. He has blond hair that was sorta long with large purple eyes that held such a romantic look. And by his accent I would say he wasn't born here, plus his foreign appearance also gave it away. He also had a sense of style. He was dressed in a white button down shirt, nice designer dark jeans, and a black over coat, and nice shiny shoes.

He is perfect

My perfect decoy

My perfect victim

I decided to play it shy. Timidly, I took his hand and acted a blush on my milky skin tone.

"Thank you," I smiled as he helped me to my feet. The blond blushed and smiled charmingly at me.

"What's your name, Princess?" He inquired softly.

"Kawabe Momiji," I batted my eyelashes. "And yours?"

"Suoh Tamaki, it is a pleasure meeting you, Momiji-hime." He kissed my knuckle and a real blush painted itself across my cheeks and nose.

"Anou, are you waiting for someone?" I asked not wanting to depart my new toy. He smiled at me, but I can see the sadness in his eyes. They were so easy to read.

"No," He replied tersely. I smirked inwardly at the perfect opportunity.

"Well, I'm here all alone and I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me since you're not waiting for anyone." I offered. His eyes light up.

"Of course my dear Hime! I would love to assist you today." He grinned and I laughed as I took his hand and walked away with him.

I made sure to step on the dizzy pervert on our way to a store too.

"Let's go in here!" I pulled the blond into a costume shop. We looked around and I grinned at a plan in my head. "Alright, game time!" I declare pointing my finger in the air as Tamaki gave me an odd look.

"Game time?" He asked confused. I giggled at his expression.

"Yup! I'm going to dress up and so are you! Best costume wins ice cream treated by the loser!" I cheered and Tamaki smiled brightly.

"Alright!" and with that we raided the costume shop. With piles of clothes in our arms we went into the dressing rooms beside each other. I took out a maid out fit and dressed into it. It was a French maid outfit. It was black and white and short. Sexy, yet simple. I pulled the outfit on and step out to see Tamaki already dressed in his outfit.

Figures I thought as I saw him dressed as a King. After the short moment of us meeting I already found out that we wanted to be a king. Plus, he pretty much asked me to call him king. I grinned inwardly. That would sound kinky in bed.

Tamaki turned to look at me and flushed red at my skimpy outfit. I flushed red at his outfit also. He was dressed like a king with brown trousers, a royal blue button up shirt with a classic king cape and hat and in his hand was a king's staff.

"Y-You w-win." Tamaki stuttered as he gazed at my revealing legs. I giggled and winked at him playfully.

"I win this round!" I grinned and walked toward my dressing room. "Time for round two!" I began to change into a neko outfit that was once again revealing. Ah, I love revealing outfits. I walked out to see I was the first one out. I turned and looked at myself in the mirror to see my self dressed in a black leotard, fishnet stockings; a white collar with a bell, a black tail and a black cat ears on the top of my head. Tamaki emerged from his dressing room and I burst into laugher.

There Tamaki stood dressed as a Mary form the story Mary had a Little Lamb. He looked like the blond girl from Toy Story. The one that's crushing on Woody. Tears filled my eyes as my ribs ache with all the laughter.

"You w-win!" I smiled breathlessly and Tamaki smiled at me. "You win hands down! Let's get change. I'm buying you ice cream." I walked toward the dressing room as Tamaki cheered for his victory.

"Strawberry please!" I ordered over the counter and the vender began to scoop me some strawberry ice cream. I turned to Tamaki, "What do you want?"

"Vanilla" He smiled as I ordered for him. The price came out as five dollars and I was about to pay, but Tamaki already beat me to it.

"I was supposed to pay," I pouted at him as I handed him his ice cream.

"A gentleman never lets the lady pay." Tamaki licked his ice cream and I rolled my eyes.

I'm not lady, buker-roo I thought bitterly as I quietly lick my ice cream. Tamaki noted my silence and panicked.

"Did I offend you, Momiji-Hime?" He asked frantically and I smiled softly at him. He's such a sweetheart. I almost feel guilty what I'm going to do to him.

"Nah, you didn't. I'm just enjoying this awesome ice cream." I lied as I licked the cream to prove my point. Tamaki bought my lie. He then suddenly, gazed at my frozen treat with puppy eyes. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye. I sighed mentally.

"Do you want some?" I offered as I held cone out and Tamaki smiled. He placed his hand on mine as he licked some of it. I flushed red; his hands were so warm.

"Yum!" He grinned and I laughed.

We through our trash away and walked out of the ice cream store. I took my black picture phone out and took a picture of Tamaki. I laughed at his face expression. He looked surprise.

"Here put your number in and we can keep in touch." I offered him my phone and he smiled and he dialed his number into my phone and saved it. "Can I see yours?" I asked and he nodded his head as he handed me his phone. I smiled and held up the peace sign as I took a picture of myself and put my number in saving it to his phone. We handed back our phones to each other. "Text me when you have time." I smiled as I gave him a hug. Tamaki tensed, but slowly hugged me back.

"Bye-bye, Tamaki!" I waved to him.

"Bye Momiji-hime." He waved back as we left our separate ways.

I yawned as I poured myself a cup of soda. I was home and it has been three hours since the mall. I was dressed in black short shorts, a white tank top, and my long hair pulled into chop sticks and several of clips held my hair up. I sat on my bed and my phone vibrated. I picked it up and smiled softly reading the text.

How are you, Princess? Tamaki was indeed a sweetheart. It is such a shame that I'm using him.