"What the hell is this?" I asked half awake.

"It's the girls' uniform for Ouran of course!" Tamaki smiled brightly, way too awake for the early hour that it was. The next morning, around 6:15 a.m., nearly an hour before my alarm was scheduled to go off, and Tamaki was standing in my room holding one of the horrid yellow dresses.

"Do I have to?" I whined.

"Of course! It's a uniform!" I pulled the covers over my head and groaned. I didn't want to leave the comfort of the bed to put on a disgusting dress and go to a snobby school. I heard him hang up the garment and move across the room to my bed.

"Don't even think about it." I said, sensing he was close. I could hear him chuckling right beside my bed and a moment later, all of the blankets had been ripped away.

"Good morning!" He cheered happily. I rolled over, turning my back to him, and curled up into a ball as to conserve warmth.

"Noooo." I whined. I felt him climb onto the edge of the bed and he placed a hand on my shoulder, shaking me slightly.

"Wake up, sleepy!" he said. I grabbed his hand off of my shoulder and flipped him over me to where he was laying on his back on my bed. I moved closer to him, feeling sleepier, and placed my head on his warm shoulder and a hand against his firm chest.

"Shh. More sleep." I told him simply.

"B—but!" he tried to argue. I moved closer to him, entangling one of my legs with his to prevent him from escaping.

"Shh. You're warm. More sleep." I muttered as I began to doze off. I thought I felt him move and wrap his arms around me, pulling me closer, but I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or not.