A/N: HEY HEY!!! This is MetallicBlueFrog! This chapter... Well... it has fluff. And Haruhi gets really out of character. That's all I have for ya'll! Enjoy!
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Chapter 4
Haruhi awoke the next morning to see a beautiful head of golden hair resting on the side of her… bed? She took a quick scan around the room and realized she was in hers and Tamaki's shared hotel room. She looked back at Tamaki- who was only wearing pajama bottoms- and smiled.
The last thing I remember was being chased by four creepy guys and hailing a taxi, Haruhi recalled. Then, I fell asleep… on Tamaki's shoulder. He must have carried me all the way up here. I feel kind of bad that I fell asleep on our date, but it was pretty much over when those guys chased us.
She slowly got up from her bed and saw that she still had her clothes on. Taking that as a good sign that Tamaki hadn't tried to change her clothes, she got her bathroom bag and clean clothes from her suitcase and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. With Tamaki asleep, this was probably the best chance she'd get to shower.
When she was done, she thought she heard Tamaki make a noise. Wondering if he was still asleep, Haruhi wrapped a towel around herself and opened the door to peek into the main room. But she saw that he was sitting on the floor against the wall across from the bathroom… and immediately forgot she was wearing nothing but a towel.
"Tamaki?" She questioned and studied at him curiously.
"Ah, Haruhi, you're done! I got a little worried when I woke up and didn't see you in your bed," he said as he stood up.
"Why were you worried?" She looked up at him with a blank stare.
"I was instantly thinking the worst. Either someone snuck in and kidnapped you, or you'd jumped out the window in your sleep. And everything else in between. Then, I realized that the window would've been left open in any situation I thought of. Also, the running shower tipped me off that you were fine."
Haruhi sweat-dropped. "I'm flattered you were worried about me, but don't automatically assume the worst. Besides, as you can see, I'm fine."
"I know, but I just… I just love you so much… I can't help but to be that worried especially when it comes to you." Tamaki stepped forward and wrapped her into a warm embrace. "You smell good," he stated after he released her. "Like coconut."
Haruhi blushed and looked away. "I-it's my shampoo." She stuck a bit of hair behind her ear.
Tamaki smiled as he lifted his hand to her chin and turned her head to look at him. "Kiss me."
"What?"
Without another word, Tamaki met Haruhi's lips with his. He moved from her lips, down her neck, and across her collarbone. Every kiss made Haruhi gasp and moan. She felt as
though her knees would give out on her. Suddenly, Tamaki quit kissing her.
"Don't stop!" She panicked breathlessly and tried to reach for his lips with hers.
"No. I was getting too carried away. It would've gone a lot further if I hadn't found the will to stop. We aren't going to do anything more unless you say you're ready and I'm sure you're not."
"Are you ready?"
Tamaki grew a massive blush on his face and his voice cracked when he talked. "N-no… Not really…" He twiddled his thumbs together like a guilty child playing innocent.
"Oh." Haruhi decided not to say anything more, afraid she'd embarrass him any further.
That's when Tamaki finally realized that Haruhi was standing there, clad in only a towel. He blushed ten times more- if that were possible. "Um… H-Haruhi?"
"Yeah? Hey what's wrong?"
"D-did you realize th-that you were wearing nothing m-more than a t-t-towel?" His voice continued to crack.
It took a second for Haruhi to register what he was saying. She looked down and saw the towel hanging rather loosely. "GAAH! Why didn't you say something sooner?!"
"I'm sorry! I would've, but I just now noticed!"
Haruhi squeaked as she ran into the bathroom and slammed the door in his face. She came back out in capris and a yellow tank top. "I can't believe that happened."
To Tamaki, her voice sounded cold and bitter, so naturally, she thought he was mad at him. "Haruhi, you're not angry with me, are you?" He whined. His blush was gone by this time.
She gave him a confused look. "Huh? What are you talking about?"
"Well… I thought that you were mad at me for not telling you that you were…" He trailed off, too embarrassed to say what she was wearing.
Haruhi quirked a smile and started laughing. "No, I'm not angry! It was just unexpected that I walked out in only a towel. I entirely forgot I was wearing it and I just got really embarrassed when you told me. I'm just thankful I didn't come out completely naked!"
Tamaki scratched the back of his head. "I would've noticed that right away." His blush reappeared a little.
"Yeah…" Haruhi wrapped her arms around herself, feeling self-conscious now.
Tamaki noticed this and decided to talk about something to take her mind off of it. "Hey, now that we're a couple, are you going to keep attending Ouran as a boy?"
"What?"
"Well, you've already paid off your debt, so you don't have to stay at the Host Club. I thought since you and I are together, we could go around the school as a couple. I would like it if you could wear the girls' uniform."
"You mean that yellow dress?"
"Yeah, you've worn it before. And you looked beautiful."
"But I told you that I loved the Host Club. I can't stop hanging out with you guys just because we're together."
It's working! She's already forgotten about the towel incident, Tamaki thought victoriously. "We could make you co-manager. Or we could demote Renge to co-manager and you can be manager."
"I don't think Renge will go for it. But I don't think I mind being co-manager."
"Y-you actually like the idea?"
"If it means I can hang out with everyone, sure!" Haruhi accidentally made her 'cute' face.
Tamaki trapped her in a bear hug. "Oh, Haruhi! You're too CUTE! I love that face! It's so cute!" He swung her around the room.
"Tamaki put me down!" She yelled. Where's Mori-senpai when you need him? Haruhi thought.
"Sorry, Princess. I couldn't help myself," Tamaki apologized as he sat Haruhi on his bed.
Haruhi blushed a little and looked down.
"I also can't help it when I do this." Tamaki bent down and kissed her, slipping his tongue through her subconsciously open mouth.
Haruhi's eyes widened and she opened her mouth more. Tamaki took full advantage of her mouth, tasting and savoring what ever his tongue touched. Haruhi kissed back savagely and laid her hand on the back of his head while resting her other hand on his forearm. Tamaki gently pushed Haruhi down on her back and kneeled on the bed, knees on either side of her hips. Then, he suddenly stopped.
"Tamaki?" Haruhi questioned.
He pulled back and smiled hopelessly at himself. "I… I let myself get carried away again. I need to be more responsible with you." It was silent for a while before he continued. "Love and lust; two very confusing emotions. I'm not sure which my true feeling for you is. I love everything about you and I find you so unbelievably irresistible. I want you so much. Aching… I can't seem to get enough."
Haruhi stared at him in amazement. "I'm ready," she whispered suddenly.
Tamaki shot his eyes to hers, looking for certainty. "You're sure?"
She didn't hesitate. "Yes."
"B-but… I'm not so sure I'm…"
"You're ready too. From what you just said, I know you're ready." Haruhi paused. "But if you think you're not, then we don't have to do anythi-"
"No, you're right! I am… ready," he said.
Haruhi knew he was lying, so she decided to play along. "Okay, in that case…" She encircled her arms around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss. His eyes enlarged and he started panicking on the inside. "Come on, Prince Tamaki," she whispered seductively against his lips, causing faint vibration. "What are you waiting for?"
Tamaki whimpered. "Alright! I admit it! I was lying. I'm not ready." He hung his head in shame. The next thing he heard was Haruhi's laughing. "You're… laughing?" He asked when he looked up at her incredulously.
"Well… yeah! What would you have done if I'd taken it further?"
"You mean you were tricking me?"
"No, not tricking. I was just playing along until you admitted you were lying. It sure didn't take long!" She laughed a little more.
"Oh. But-"
"Tamaki, I wasn't going to do it if you weren't ready. Since you're not, we should wait. Besides, my mom always told me to wait until marriage. I want to wait until then."
Tamaki stared at her and finally got off the bed, his back to her. "You were never going to do it even if we both were ready. You want to make your mother happy, so there's no way you would've gone through with it."
"You're right. I love my mom so much and I want to be a daughter she can be proud of."
"She is proud of you." He turned around. "And so am I." Tamaki flicked her hair and smiled lovingly.
Haruhi returned the smile. "You know… In many ways, you are like my dad."
"Huh?"
"You both act the same way around me. Hugging me all the time, telling me how cute I am, and caring so much for me… Your personalities are exactly alike. But I love both of you in very different ways. There's something about you that I don't at all find fatherly."
"What's that?"
"Hm… Not sure," she shrugged. "I just know that I'm in love with you."
"Haruhi… You make me so happy." Tamaki abruptly grabbed her hand and pulled her up off the bed, into his arms, and smelled her hair. They stayed that way until Tamaki felt hungry. "Hey, why don't you order breakfast for us while I take a shower?"
"Sure."
Tamaki kissed the top of her head, grabbed his clothes, and went to the bathroom. In the meantime, Haruhi called for room service. When Tamaki was done in the shower, he came out in a pair of jeans and no shirt.
"Um… Where's your shirt?" Haruhi asked when she saw him.
"Oh, yeah… I forgot to get one."
Haruhi giggled at him. "Why don't you put one on now?"
Tamaki looked at himself and shrugged. "I'm good."
Haruhi got up from her bed, picked a shirt from his suitcase, and threw it at him. "Put it on."
He obediently put it on and sat on his bed. "What are we having for breakfast?"
She pretended she didn't hear him.
"Haruhi?"
"Mmmm… I don't know!" She sang and gave him a wide grin.
Tamaki only smiled at her and lied back. Haruhi took this opportunity to quietly get off her bed, sneak around to his bed- standing in front of his head- and bent down to nip at his nose. He shot up and spun around to be bitten on the ear by his princess.
"Ouch. That kinda hurt," he stated as he rubbed his nose, and then massaged his ear.
Haruhi stuck her tongue out at him and ran back to her bed to jump on it. Tamaki looked at her like she was crazy.
"Come on Tamaki! Jump with me!" She invited, holding out a hand as she continued jumping.
He stood up and put his hands on his hips. "I never thought I'd see the day when Haruhi Fujioka would jump on a bed." She grinned wider and he got on her bed to jump with her.
"Isn't this fun? I don't have a Western bed at home, so I can't exactly jump on it. I've always wanted to try it."
"I have to admit, it is fun. Even though I have a Western bed, I've never jumped it."
"Even when you were little?"
"Nope."
"Oh."
They heard a knock at the door and someone saying "Room service!" through the door. Haruhi jumped from her bed, onto Tamaki's- making him panic for a second- and jumped to the door, making an impressive landing.
"Hello!" The bellboy greeted once she opened the door.
"Hi."
"Here's your breakfast. Enjoy!" The bellboy started to leave.
"Wait! What about a tip?"
"That's alright! Someone as cute as you shouldn't have to tip me. Good bye now!" With that, he left.
"Mm… This smells good! I can't wait to dig in!" She exclaimed. She didn't hear the last thing the bellboy had said. "Come on, Tamaki! Let's eat!"
"Haruhi?" He asked in concern. "Didn't you hear what that young man said?"
"Huh-uh!" She started stuffing her mouth.
Tamaki raised an eyebrow at her reaction and following actions. "Well, I'm worried. He flirted with you just like Manabe did. He said you were cute. He's not wrong, but only your father and I should be calling you cute." He found his food and began to eat.
"You're just paranoid from last time," Haruhi said through a mouthful of food and kept eating.
"I'm not paranoid. I'm just looking out for my princess- who's not acting like one at the moment." Haruhi… What's wrong? You're acting unusually… hyper, Tamaki thought. What's got you in such a good mood? You're always so reserved and quiet. Did I do something?
As Tamaki pondered this, Haruhi was already done with her breakfast and in the bathroom, brushing her teeth. Her cell phone rang and Haruhi asked him to pick it up for her.
"Hello?" He questioned when he answered. … "Kaoru? Why are you calling Haruhi?" … "You couldn't call me for that?!" … Tamaki fell on the floor and was up as soon as he'd fallen. "Why didn't you want to talk to me?" … "She's brushing her teeth." There was slight silence on the other end. … "Nothing! We just ate breakfast!" … "Huh? Told her what?" … "Oh! Um… no…" He lied. … "I don't know!" Haruhi came out of the
bathroom right then. "Oh, look, it's Haruhi! Here Haruhi, it's Kaoru! Bye Kaoru!" Tamaki pushed the phone to Haruhi's ear and went to the bathroom to brush his own teeth.
"Kaoru?" Haruhi questioned. … "Yeah, I know." … "Italy? I don't know." … "Well, I kinda like it here. Why don't you guys just come to America?" … "Oh. That's too bad. I guess we'll just see each other when school starts again. That reminds me! Tamaki said he'd make me co-manager for the Host Club." … "Well, since I don't have a debt to pay anymore, he said I could do that. I think he just doesn't want me to entertain girls anymore." … "I know I'm a girl. That's the whole point." … "Okay, what does he have to say?" … "Hi, Hikaru." … "What is it?" … "You… what?"
End of Chapter 4
MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAhahahahahahahahahahahahahhaaahaha!!! Am I evil or what? That's the best cliff-hanger I've done so far! (Out of all my stories that is.) Haha! Just wait till you read what Hikaru said! ^-^
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