Unlike You

A while after being comforted by Tamaki and the Twins, Mori regained himself enough to take Haruhi home. The two sat comfortably together in the limousine in silence. Haruhi, who was even more tired out than usual, closed her eyes and rested her head on Mori's shoulder. A faint smile graced Mori's features as he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer.

Five minutes into their ride, Haruhi sat up and turned towards Mori. Recalling today's events, she spoke up. "Neh, Takashi…"

"Hn?"

"You talked a lot today," Haruhi said. Mori went gray and depressed. "I mean it's not a bad thing, it just seemed so…unlike you," Haruhi went on, completely oblivious to Mori's state of mind.

Sensing that Mori wasn't going to say anything, she turned towards him, and sweat-drop. There was the emotionless, stone-face Mori, sulking in the corner of his car.

"Now you're being like Tamaki-sempai…"

So what did you guys think? It just came to me after watching Lunar's release of episode 18. It's my first Ouran fic, so please be nice. And don't forget to review! smiles