Like Father! Like Son!

Hello fellow readers. I am extremly sorry i couldn't update as soon as I wanted to. I have been working on another fic. (it's a HikaXKao fanfic, and no, it's not yaoi, srry to disappoint ya, but it's very angsty and so sad) And also, i have been having a bit of writers block. And lastly, my beta reader is unable to get on unless she is at school, so I am alone with my writers block and no ideas. But I must manage for you guys.

DISCLAIMER: Come back to me! No, I don't own it.

Oh and the black dress won! I think it's pretty kawaii. And I can picture Haruhi wearing it, although she doesn't want to. (Thank you for those who voted and I apologize for those who voted for the other dresses)

"Stop moving Haruhi!"

The brunette Tanuki struggled and wiggled in her defense. She stood in the center of the living room where the devious twins finished adorning her dress. She couldn't come to a conclusion of why they would force her to wear such a closefitting piece of clothing.

"But it's too tight!"

She scowled at the thigh-length, off-the-shoulders, designer dress.

"Oh my daughter looks so cute! I wonder if Mrs. Hitachiin can do me a couple of favors!"

Ranka gushed over his only child, standing by the entryway of the living area as he was dressed for work at the Okama bar.

Hikaru penetrated the acute needle through the expensive, black fabric, suffocating it for mere seconds before he let it come out from the surface to breathe again.

"Our mom actually likes Haruhi's slim figure; although she doesn't like playing dress up."

Kaoru snickered.

Haruhi rolled her eyes. "I'm not a human doll baby."

"But…" Kaoru began to straighten out Haruhi's dress and fluffed out the tulle ruffle.

"You do look like one."

Ranka giggled while he pulled out a small, inexpensive camera.

He took a few pictures of Haruhi, although she didn't pose, she was still very beautiful.

Once he got enough pictures-ending up using all the film-he set his camera down and strolled over to their apartment door and swung it open, the breeze of the night, setting across his feminine looking face.

"Okay Haruhi, I have to go to work. Bye boys, make sure she gets home safely! And don't touch her inappropriately!"

"Yes papa-san!"

With that Ranka left out the door leaving the twins to finish embellishing Haruhi.

"When is Tono coming?"

Hikaru asked as he snagged the thread and disposed of the needle in the Hitachiin designed sewing kit.

"Uh, Kyoya-sempai texted me and said he'd be coming at 7:40."

"Great, we still have more time to adorn you."

Haruhi's shoulders slumped over.

"Yeah, great." She said in false enthusiasm.

They both gently pushed her into a chair.

"I hate these shoes." Haruhi murmured under her breath once she was seated.

"They look great on you. You don't have to worry if you just remember, one foot at a time." Kaoru said from the position behind her chair.

"I still might fall Kaoru."

Kaoru leaned over the chair in which she sat in and placed his lips near her left ear whispering softly.

"I'm sure Hikaru will be there to catch you if you do."

Haruhi gasped at the unanticipated movement from Kaoru.

"Eh, why did yo-"

"Time to do your makeuuuppp!" They sang in a chorus.

Haruhi sighed as she looked down at her dress.

"Don't you guys think this is showing too much flesh?"

"No, now be still!"

Haruhi tried her best to sit still and keep from wincing and groaning.

She only managed to endure it for about eleven minutes.

"Are you guys done yet?"

"Wait; don't move your lips. Almost done."

Hikaru held Haruhi's face, holding out a gloss stick with a soft pink sheen on its bristles.

"Haruhi, where's that necklace that Tono bought for you."

Kaoru stood behind Haruhi's chair, brushing her ponytail.

"Onm mwa drwesser nest to da window."

"Stop moving your lips."

Haruhi smiled sheepishly.

"Sworry."

"Okay, I'll go get it." Kaoru set the brush down on the table next to them and set about her room to gather the necklace inside its case.

Hikaru sighed and released her cheeks from his fingertips.

"There, all done."

He inspected Haruhi's appearance.

"Kaoru and I did a damn good job."

"I feel so artificial." Haruhi sat there looking to her friend.

Hikaru chuckled.

"Well, you look amazing."

"Thanks, I guess."

Haruhi adverted her eyes from him. She could feel the awkward tension in the air. Usually the mood seemed light when Hikaru was around, even if it was just him without Kaoru; although those moments were very rare. Now he seemed more nervous, for which reason she didn't know why.

"Um, Hi-"

"Hey, Har-"

They both spoke at the same time, then paused realizing the other had something to say.

"You go first." Hikaru smiled timidly.

Haruhi looked pleased as she looked to Hikaru.

"Okay…I was just going to ask who you and Kaoru were bringing to Tamaki-sempai's birthday party?"

"Oh..." Hikaru felt disappointed hoping Haruhi would ask him about how he felt about her choosing Tamaki as her date instead of trying to make small talk.

"There were two girls from class 1-B that asked me and Kaoru during lunch time to escort them."

Haruhi smiled.

"See, I told you any girl in this school would want to go with the both of you."

Hikaru sighed impatiently.

"Haruhi?"

"Hmm?"

"How do you feel about all of us?"

Haruhi's eyebrows pulled together in confusion, the abrupt question catching her off guard.

"What do you mean Hikaru?"

Hikaru ran up to her and grabbed her shoulders albeit a bit harshly.

"What are your feelings towards me, Kaoru and the rest of the club members!"

She looked at him confused, concerned, and startled by his outburst.

"I-I-I…you're a-."

"Hikaru, don't be so harsh with her."

Hikaru turned his head sharply to look in the direction of his brother's voice.

He slowly let his hands slide down her shoulders. His fingertips left a fiery trail of heat down her arms.

He stood and backed away from her; obstinacy marking his face.

"Sorry Haruhi." He murmured quietly, without meeting her big, chocolate eyes.

"Its fine Hikaru, I um…what was that for all of a sudden?" Haruhi asked still concerned and startled.

"It was nothing Haruhi. Hikaru has just been a little stressed out lately."

Kaoru's word rushed out dubiously.

"Oh, I wish you could tell me what's bothering you Hikaru."

"I-."

A knock at the front door interrupted Hikaru's forming words.

Three heads turned to the wooden door.

"I'll get it."

Haruhi began to get up from the chair before Hikaru held his hand up still looking at the door.

"No, I'll get it."

Haruhi sat back down as Hikaru moved towards the door.

"Haruhi, do you mind if I put your necklace on you?"

"No I don't mind; thanks Kaoru."

Kaoru walked behind her chair and put his arms over her head. He carefully lowered down the necklace until the cold, golden chains kissed her neck. The link became one again as Kaoru clasped together the necklace.

"There!"

Haruhi rose from her chair and spun around to face Kaoru.

"Again, thank you Kaoru."

She smiled charmingly at Kaoru.

Hikaru and Tamaki walked in.

Kaoru noticed Hikaru's enraged expression and Tamaki gazing at Haruhi bewitchingly.

Haruhi didn't realize the reason why Hikaru looked as if he wanted to murder someone. That someone being the blonde, half-breed standing next to him.

"You look nice Tamaki-sempai."

"Haruhi…y-you look so beautiful."

Tamaki only managed to whisper his endearments.

"Thank you Tamaki-sempai. You shouldn't stare at people though, it's very rude. And if we're supposed to be there early, we should get going."

"Oh, right."

Tamaki shifted his gaze to Kaoru.

"But Kaoru? Why aren't you and Hikaru dressed? I thought you two said you would be there."

Tamaki eyes started to water as he spoke in a childish voice, sad because he assumed all his friends would come to his birthday party.

Kaoru looked away from his brother and focused on Tamaki.

"We didn't want to get dressed until we were done with Haruhi. Furthermore, the party doesn't start until 8:30."

"Right, of course; well don't arrive too late. Haruhi we should go."

"Okay."

Haruhi turned to the identical brothers.

"Um Hikaru, Kaoru, are you two leaving soon?"

"Yeah…" Kaoru grabbed the sewing kit and Hikaru's hand. "Come on Hikaru."

He turned to Tamaki with his hand grazing the doorknob.

"We'll be there at 8:30!" He smiled and dragged Hikaru to the limo that waited outside for them.

Tamaki turned to Haruhi and once again took in her appearance. A grin formed upon his lips.

"You look extremely enchanting Haruhi." He paused.

"Si belle."

Haruhi looked at him, perplexed.

"What was that last part?"

His smiled stretched across his face even wider.

"Nothing."

He held up his hand and bowed.

"May I mademoiselle?"

"Sure."

Haruhi placed her hand onto Tamaki's.

Tamaki raised his head and beamed at her.

Author's Note

Hello, again...I guess. Um, i didn't really lke this chappy, tried changing it, ended up staying the same. But I hope you guys liked it, if you did, tell me please, if you didn't tell me please.

But besides that, The Ootori's are in the lead with eleven (11 points)

The Suoh's come second with seven (7 points)

Other Contestants

(for people who voted for a KyoXTama paring or a HaruXMori or HaruXHika pairing)

have five (5 points).

Come on my Tamaki and Haruhi fans. I want a close tie until the end!

Vote please