That last one...I was ok with it!
Hope you guys like this one too!
"Suoh...Suoh! Suoh, get up."
Eyes slowly fluttering open, Tamaki looked up at the owner of the voice. Wait, when had he fallen asleep? He couldn't remember, but figure it didn't matter much now. Sitting up, groggily, he rubbed his eyes. "Fuyumi?"
The girl smiled. "Are you ready?"
"Ready? For what?" Tamaki asked, sliding the blankets away and swinging his feat over the side of the bed.
"For your next trip!" Fuyumi replied, taking the boy's hand and pulling him up. "I'm the spirit of Christmas Present! I get to show you what's going on right now!"
"Right now?"
Fuyumi sighed in a way that reminded Tamaki of Kyouya, "Yes, Suoh, right now. As in, this Christmas. As in, today! Now, close your eyes and count to five, then open."
"Why five?"
"Just do it!"
Startled a bit, Tamaki quickly closed his eyes. "One...two...three...four...five." He opened his eyes, and suddenly found himself standing in the middle of the Otori Company Christmas party. He looked around, recognizing at least four different people from his class, along with a few kids from the lower and high grades, who all must have been attending with their parents.
"Look, there's Misses Hitachiin," Fuyumi pointed to the group just arriving. "Oh, and the twin's are with her!"
"We'll be back, mother," Hikaru said, as the maid took everyone's coats.
"Yeah, we're just going to go find Kyouya-senpei," Kaoru added.
Yazuha nodded, "Alright."
The twins walked out, and Tamaki suddenly found himself being pulled in that same direction. Fuyumi pulled the blonde along, as she followed the boys to Kyouya's bedroom. They both knocked in unison and waited.
Eventually, the door opened and all that could be seen was one glaring eyeglass. "Hikaru? Kaoru? What are you doing?"
"Mother's at the party," Kaoru replied, pushing his way into the bedroom. "So we came to say hi."
"We want to know how you were doing," Hikaru put in, honestly.
Fuyumi pushed into the room, stilling pulling Tamaki like a ragdoll.
Kyouya sighed, closing the door. "I'm not going to talk about that," he said, plainly. "Now, if that's all you wanted...please leave."
"Why?" the twins asked in unison. "It's not like you have anything better to do..."
Kyouya sighed again, but this time of annoyance. "Can't you just leave because I asked you to?"
"No."
Giving up, Kyouya dropped down on the sofa. "Alright, fine," he said. "I yelled at Tamaki today, and I'll admit it wasn't the best decision. But you both know how he gets. If I hadn't said anything he would have never learned his lesson."
"Haruhi told us what he said," Hikaru told him.
"He said he should have gone back to France with Eclair," Kaoru added.
Fuyumi looked at her captive. "Did you say that?" she asked, sharply.
"Uh...yeah," Tamaki replied, sheepishly. "I was pretty upset, I guess."
"Leave it to Tamaki to be the Drama Queen," Kyouya muttered, rolling his eyes as if the words had had no effect on him whatsoever.
Suddenly, there was darkness.
"Ahh! Hey!"
"Count to five!"
Tamaki sighed. "One...two...three...four...five."
Fuyumi removed her hand, and they were standing in Haruhi's apartment. Tamaki looked down at the small aluminum tree on the table and blinked. This was their idea of decorating?
"Please, tell me what's wrong?" Ranka seemed to be pleading.
"I said, it's fine, dad," Haruhi insisted, as she walked into the sitting room.
"Haruhi!" Ranka whined.
With a frustrated sigh, Haruhi dropped to the ground. "Alright, fine!" she gave in. "It's just...something that happened as school today."
Tamaki winced. All of that had upset her?
Ranka raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What was it?"
"Well, he and Kyouya-senpei were fighting," Haruhi explained. "And Kyouya-senpei said something and Tamaki-senpei went running off, and when I caught him said...he said that he should have gone back to France when he had the chance."
"What?" Ranka breathed. "But, that's ridiculous!"
Wait, even Ranka, the person who was supposed to hate him, was concerned?!
Haruhi nodded, "I know," she said, running a hand down her face. "And there was nothing I could do or say. He was so upset, dad, I've never seen him like that. What Kyouya said...it really hurt him."
"What did Kyouya say?"
"That Tamaki-senpei was a problem."
"Oh my," Ranka shook his head.
Haruhi groaned. "And I want to help them get through this, but I don't know how!"
Ranka sighed. "Honey, I know you want to help, but really all you can do is be there for your friend right now...I hate to say it, but he needs you to just be there. No talking, no fixing, just your presence."
Haruhi nodded, "Thanks, dad."
Tamaki dropped his face into his hands. He hated seeing that look on Haruhi's face: Hurt. He never wanted to see her like that, he only ever wanted to see her smiling and happy. And to think, he caused that...well that was almost sickening.
He lifted his head, and they were standing in his bedroom.
Fuyumi smiled softly at him, "That girl sure seems to care about you," she said.
Tamaki smiled back, "Yeah, sure seems that way."
"You're lucky," Fuyumi told him. "You and Kyouya both. Well...all of the Host's really. You guys need a girl like that around. Someone to worry and look after you."
Tamaki nodded, "Yeah, agreed," he said, climbing back into bed and closing his eyes. "Well, if that's everything...goodnight, Fuyumi."
The girl laughed lightly. "Better not get comfortable..."
Looking up, Tamaki was met with open space. Confused, he looked up and scanned the room, but there was no sign of the second youngest Otori anywhere. With a heavy sigh, he propped up some pillows and settled against them, waiting for whatever was coming next.
It was gonna be a long night...
3 DAYS TILL CHRISTMAS! :D
