Wow, it has been like a year since I have updated this story. I am sooooo sorry for the late update, you guys! But hey, ever since then, I have gotten so many reviews and favorites and everything to this story! I sure hope it gets more popular! Anyways, I own nothing and hope you enjoy this really really late update of Rose Petals!


The plane that France and Tamaki had landed a while ago, and after going through the boring process of getting off the plane, checking passports, getting luggage and everything, the two new friends rented a taxi to take them to their hotels. Well, for them, it was actually limo, but it's just a taxi to them. Damn rich people…

"So, what hotel were you staying at?" Tamaki asked France while they were in the back of the limo. "Oh, the Hotel du Palais." France replied with a smile. "No way! That's where I'm staying!" Tamaki exclaimed.

"It is said to be the best hotel in all of France." The Frenchman stated. "That's what I heard. I am so excited! You have to show me around!" Tamaki said excitedly. "Oh, I shall. Tomorrow, of course. It is sort of late already tonight so I suggest you get to the hotel and get some sleep. I'm going to go out on some…business before I get to sleep, though." France said with his signature perv grin.

Tamaki shrugged it off like it was nothing. "Alright, you have fun!" he said. "Oh, I will." Was his reply. They rode in the limo in awkward silence through the beautiful evening of the French city until they reached a grand hotel.

"This place looks more amazing than online." Tamaki said as he paid the limo driver. France got out of the limo and opened the door for Tamaki as well. "Thanks, France!" he said and gazed up at the hotel.

"I tell you, I've stayed in some nice hotels before, but this is by far the best." Tamaki commented. "And you aren't even inside yet!" France giggled.

"I bet it looks amazing on the inside." Tamaki said as the limo drove off. He rubbed his tired eyes, eyelids drooping from the all-day plane ride. "You poor thing, you seem so tired." France said and put an arm around him. Tamaki was too tired to realize that the Frenchman was a gay perv, so he let it slide.

"How about I help you check in and get you up to your room, hmm?" France suggested. Tamaki nodded sleepily and yawned.

Before he knew it, France had already checked the two in and was walking with him up to his room. "Well, here it is. And oh, it's right beside my room! How nice!" he chuckled. "That's pretty convenient." Tamaki said with a small smile. Little did he know, that was all France's doing.

France took his room key and opened the door to the luxurious room which included a bed with a canopy, a balcony, its own dining room and so much more. Tamaki's eyes were too closed to notice everything.

"So cute…" France said with a smile and laid him down on the bed. "They're sending up your luggage soon, but I told them to leave it by the door and I'd bring it up for you." He said, setting the room key by his bed on a table. Tamaki nodded. "Thank you so much, France." He yawned. "You're an awesome person."

France smiled and brushed his fingers across the teenagers face. "What a beautiful young person." He said as there was a knock on the door. France went to answer the door, answering the man in French. "Vous avez ses bagages? Merci! Je vais faire qu'à l'intérieur de la droite." (You have his luggage? Thank you! I'll bring that right inside.) France said and took the bags and set them beside the bed. He kept his own luggage outside so that he could take them back into his own room later.

He had seen something in one of the bags: Tamaki's picture of Haruhi. "Oh, it's Tamaki's lover." He said with a smile and took the picture, setting it beside the bed. "Dream of your darling Haruhi, Tamaki." He said and left the room.

A few hours later…

Tamaki had heard something that he knew couldn't be in his dream. He awoke sleepily, turning on the lamp beside him. He noticed the picture of Haruhi beside him and smiled. "My darling daughter…" His thoughts were interrupted by hearing the same sound as earlier that had awoken him.

"What is that?" he wondered as it continued from the room beside him. There was a loud thumping on the wall from France's room beside him and some hushed voices that kept getting louder and louder.

Tamaki's eyes widened. "I-Is France…?" he shook his head. "He's probably just moving around some furniture or something." In a hotel? Really, Tamaki?

"O-oh, ma chérie!" He heard France exclaim followed by a few moans and then a bit of giggling. Tamaki's eyes widened as the teenager was permanantly scarred for life. "Well…That's just wrong. "

Tamaki had now learned what France was. A true French pervert.

"Hey, where'd all these random rose petals come from?" He heard a girl in France's room ask.


Hope you guys liked the new chapter! It wasn't a lot, but...hey, it was funny! And I'll try and write some more ASAP! Read and review!