I'm back baby! I'm so freaking sorry that I didn't upload for like a really long time, it's that I knew how I was going to portray the story but the problem is that once I got to my phone in Word, I just couldn't write it. But this is one of the longest chapters I've ever worked on. Some of the few reviews I got on the last chapter motivated me to make this chapter about the main canon couple of OHC... TamakixHaruhi! Some people really wanted me to write about these and I have fufilled my end of the deal so read to your heart's content and enjoy!
Warning: A lot of French words in this chapter and Tamaki returned to his old vice.
Tamaki was pacing in the room that was provided for him when he arrived to France, he had gone to visit his poor sickly mother with the permission of his grandmother. Though he had the strongest desire to see his mother but it was overcomed by the desire to know where his dearest Haruhi was. After he had seen that the Blanchard mansion was empty with no signs of life in it, he had started to worry over Haruhi like a mother hen but he also had to tell her about the truth of her brother"s recent change.
"Okay, the Blanchard family is French but they wouldn't be dumb enough to return to France where there are many vampires living here who know about the recent order that was emitted against them but they haven't come back to live here for the past 70 years. Well, that we know of." Tamaki whispered to himself.
"What's wrong Renee? You sound like you're planning something weird." Tamaki's mother, Annmarie, asked him as she walked into the room. Her looks were similar to Tamaki's, her long golden blonde hair was curled into many rivulets but they were ideal to her appearance, her fair skin shined ideally with the sun reflecting itself on her, her blue orbs were gentle and kind towards her son. She almost didn't look like she was a vampire but instead like a normal woman but of course, one must not judge a book by its cover.
"Nothing mother. But you should be in bed!" Tamaki instantly appeared next to his mother whom just shook him off.
"I'm fine Tamaki. Sure I'm sick but it doesn't mean that I'm crippled." Annmarie nagged her son as hard as she could. She placed her son onto his bed as she walked towards the chair that was by his desk and stared at her son. "Tell me, Renee. Does it have something to do with Julietta?"
Tamaki had froze over, his blue eyes in shock. He never knew that his mother possessed knowledge over the only woman that had managed to own his heart completely (Before Haruhi appeared) but he did have some suspicion.
"How do you know about her?" Tamaki's question came slowly as if he was trying to refrain himself from doing something.
"Because the day that that girl's death had been announced to both the vampire world and the human world, you barricaded yourself into your room, though you knew that a relationship with that girl would be terrible in the eyes of both worlds; you still loved her and that's why I know." Annmarie admitted.
"No, it's not about her. I met this girl back in Japan that had a strikingly appearance to hers, her name is Haruhi Fujioka. She managed to make me fall in love with her, not just because her face is just like Julietta's but her personality, the way she is. Everything about her is just breathtaking." Annmarie was shocked at the way that her son described that girl. She smiled at that.
"Thank you. Haruhi. You've managed to bring color back to my son's life. I hope that you and my son can be together." She thought with that same smile as Tamaki continued to ramble about his stories and moments with Haruhi.
"But then I found that the reason why she looks so much like Julietta is because she's related to her as the current princess." Tamaki finished explaining with a dejected expression on his face. Annmarie didn't want to see her son with that expression pressed onto his face so she came up with a solution.
"Sweetie, why don't you go to this masquerade ball that my company is hosting so you can keep your mind off of her?" Annmarie proposed.
Tamaki as mush as he was confused by his mother's sudden proposition but then he realized what it was for. "Alright mother, I'll go." Tamaki accepted as it was a way to keep his mind off of Haruhi but his mind was pretty filled with thoughts of her.
"Good. I'll go, I still need to see some arrangements for the ball but you will be there at 8:00 PM. A host never arrives late." Annmarie said as she got up from her spot and walked towards the door.
"I know mother, don't forget that I'm a host back at school." Tamaki answered causing his mother to giggle.
"It passed my mind all of a sudden. I don't even recall why I forgot such a matter." Annmarie managed to excuse herself. "I'll take my leave now."
"Bye mother." Tamaki had checked his recharged phone for any calls which there were from Kyouya, and Hikaru. "I wonder if they have any news to inform me with, I'll call them later. I'm going to go and grow mushrooms in my corner." And so, Tamaki returned to his ancient tradition of placing himself on a corner. (AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is what I meant by him returning to his old vice)
Haruhi's right eye twitched with anger when she spotted the 3 dresses that Eclair had prepared for the ball that she was supposed to attend as a respresentative of her grandmother's's cosmetic company. Haruhi wondered herself how her family managed to keep count of so many companies but it must mean that they're really good at what they do. But still she did not want to go and mess up whichever progress her family had in that field and besides her French was terrible but it was her duty.
"I'm not wearing any of those dresses. And you can't make me." Haruhi spat out as she stared at the dresses. They were, in Haruhi's opinion 'Those dresses show way too much skin for me'.
"Lady Haruhi, you can't expect everything to be as traditional like Japan is, things in France are more centered in causing a great impact and as the representative of 'One Love for Beauty', you must appear with at least one of these gowns that were specially designed for the company. These 3 dresses were made with the idea that the designer had as the way that the company introduced itself, rejecting a design from a designer is like telling him to commit suicide." Eclair explained, Haruhi eyed the dresses once more.
The first dress was a passionate red, it was heart-shaped from the front with small pieces of rubies sown to the fabric but it left her back completely naked but the red glossy fabric returned by the end of her spinal cord, the skirt part of the gown was filled with sparkling ruffles that seemed to glitter if one moved the dress, and it was paired with long black gloves.
The second dress was a mysterious Prussian blue with black outlines, the top part of the dress connected to her neck with a black choker without any sleeves, her upper back was revealed as the dress covered her back skin by her waist, the skirt of the dress was long and voluminous as the blue was used mainly there with black rose designs, the hem of the dress was completely black but with this dress, small black gloves with blue lace as the gloves only reached her wrists.
The third gown was the most acceptable in Haruhi's opinion but it also has some perks to not choose it. The gown was a silky forest green that had emerald green embroidery that had an acute similarity to vines, it showed off the shoulders and collarbone as the dress was strapless, this dress did cover up her back but she didn't like the fact that the dress was strapless, the skirt was extremely voluminous as with one twirl, you could see layers of black satin under it.
"How do people see the company again?" Haruhi sweatdropped.
"People see it as a company that exhibits sensual makeup that could make an ordinary woman look sexy with just a few dabs of lipstick, blush and eye shadow." Eclair explained as she pointed out the attributes of the company. "All of the dresses would suit you incredibly as your hair is dyed a golden blonde which would make you look like an ordinary but at the same time classy French woman."
"Can't I go back to my old light brown Japanese hair with a more simpler haircut?" Haruhi groaned even harder once Eclair shook her hair.
"Nope. Remember what would happen if the vampires saw you? They would instantly report you to the Royal Family and that wouldn't be any good." Eclair commented as she sat next to Haruhi.
"Why do you not desire to wear one of those dresses? They're incredibly amazing and of high couture." Eclair questioned to why her lady was in deniel of wearing the dresses. Haruhi sighed as she just looked out the window that was showing a radiant twilight.
"They remind me too much of the dresses that Hikaru and Kaoru would force me into wearing." Haruhi replied as she fiddled with her fingers.
"I see. Remember that they will not be able to see you, you'll only be showing yourself to people who you'll only meet once in your life so there is no need to worry." Eclair assured the young girl she was meant to manipulate.
"Fine... I'll wear the green one." Haruhi resigned herself.
"Excellent. I'll call the maids so that they'll immediately come to attend you." Eclair said with a sly smirk once she got up from her resting place towards the door as she decided to call the maids.
*Three excruciating hours later* -Imagine one of those Narrator's voice from the T.V saying that-
Haruhi had ended up looking more beautiful than usual, the gown fitted her like if it was meant for her. The green accentuated more her Asian traits, her brown eyes were dashed with specks of gold eye shadow and tiny emeralds, her long blonde hair was combed to a side as the hairs had been curled to give a more delicate look to her face, on her neck was a golden necklace that had many onyx and emerald stones on it. She looked like a porcelain doll that had been paid the best of attention.
"You look amazing, my Lady!" The staff of maids that had placed their dedication on making Haruhi look dazzling answered as they all smiled while Haruhi stared at herself shocked with the gown while covering her mouth from the shock.
Eclair then approached Haruhi with a black and gold mask, the mask had a butterfly design of the sort, it only covered her face to the nose and the lower part of her face was revealed to all to see. Haruhi grabbed the mask along with her small black handbag and walked towards the exit, slowing down a bit when she passed by her father's room.
"I wonder if he's alright. He hasn't steeped out of there ever since they breaked the whole Luke issue to him. He must still be in denial." Haruhi thought as she passed by there. She looked forward and caught a glimpse of her grandmother whom was reading a book in the living room.
"Good Evening grandmother." Haruhi bowed down and the moment Antonia's eyes left the book to see her granddaughter, her attitude changed 150 degrees from serious and concentrated to coddling and sweet.
"You look so gorgeous! All the men will be all over you but don't go into any dark places with those men!" Antonia had started her unnecessary gushing over Haruhi and whichever outfit she was wearing.
"Yes grandmother. How are you doing?" Haruhi questioned.
Antonia looked at her with confusion until she realized what her granddaughter was talking about, her facial features changed from gleeful to a more melancholic look. "I'm faring well if that's what you want to know thought I would like to see it for myself than listening to whatever people are telling me."
"Yeah." Then the sound of a car honking was heard and a butler had appeared.
"Madamoiselle Rosalie, your car for the ball has arrived." The butler stated.
"Bye, make sure a lot of people are convinced with my cosmetic company." Antonia waved her off gleefully.
"I'll try." Haruhi said as she walked out the door and entered the limousine, she stared at the shining French city lights and she recalled the Japanese city lights that couldn't even dare to be compared to the one that she was seeing in that moment.
"Are the guys alright? No, stop worrying about them... Remember what they did to Jake, it's simply unforgivable." Haruhi thought as she removed her eyes from the window.
Tamaki stared at himself in the mirror, he was rearranging his suit once more. The suit was a pitch black color, it suited him as it made contrast with his skin though he would've liked to wear a white suit but since the masquerade ball had a dark theme to it, it was best to wear the black suit instead. His golden blonde hair was slicked back to reveal his forehead but also making him more sexy to anyone who would see him. His velvet red mask was shaped like a crow's so it would only cover half of his face so the ladies could see his dashing smiles but he knew that when he smiled, it would be a fake since he can smile without seeing Haruhi at least once more.
"I hope she'll forgive me for my sins." Tamaki whispered to himself as he fixed his cuff-links with a sad look plastered on his face.
"My son looks so handsome~ It feels like it was just yesterday that you were that little boy who wouldn't let go of my leg when I was going to other galas, wanting me to take you with me." Annmarie reminisced.
"Mother!" Tamaki flustered, not wanting to remember how much of a mother's boy he was.
"Go and have fun." Annmarie advised Tamaki as she placed her hand on his shoulder. "And be a good host to my guests and don't bite anyone."
"I won't." Tamaki promised as he walked out the door without placing his mask on first.
Tamaki had walked to the stairs of the ballroom to see all the guests of the ball, most of them were chatting about some random nonsense but some were dancing to the soft music that the small orquestra was playing. Tamaki took a look around as he saw how the ballroom was decorated, on the windows by the balconies were draped with long black satin cloaks, even the waiters were dressed with masks.
"It all seems to be in place." Tamaki was about to go to some female guests whom were apparently dieing to talk to him until he caught a particular smell that he recognized but he had no idea from where he knew it. He looked around with his eyes shining a blood deep red from his mask to find the person with the scent that was driving him crazy, he had almost gave up until he had found her talking to a group of men whom seemingly wanted to dance with her. She was a lovely woman with a forest green satin dress that matched her body perfectly, her fair neck was revealed for all to see but he was the only vampire at the ball as he had made sure that no other vampire entered, so he would be the only one to admire such a beautiful neck that was adorned by her long golden blonde locks and a golden necklace. Her heart-shaped face was framed perfectly by her hair and her golden butterfly mask hid one half of her face, Tamaki instantly felt a sudden desire to be with that woman, and Tamaki Suoh gets what he wants. He started making his way towards her through the crowd.
Haruhi had just finished a conversation with a financial investor whom had her interest peaked by the gown that Haruhi was wearing. Haruhi was currently speaking with many men whom desired to dance with her.
"Je suis désolé les gars. Je ne suis pas un bon danseur." Haruhi apologized in French and the men walked away feeling a bit dejected, but she also felt quite embarrassed of her French.
"Vous venez d'apprendre le français, n'est-ce pas ma femme? Mais ce n'est pas grave puisque vous parlez juste." A blonde haired man said to her as he approached her with a grin on his face that was making her knees feel weak. Why? You ask, it obvious; the way he dressed. His short blonde hair was slicked back making him look even more sexy, his body was being fitted by an extraordinary black suit that was designed just for him, and his handsome -That's what Haruhi thinks if he can make her knees feel weak- face, its upper half was constricted a velvet crow mask. (Translation: You've just learned French, haven't you my lady? But it doesn't matter since you speak it just right.)
"How can I be reacting this way to a man that I haven't even met? Or have I?" Haruhi asked herself as she leaned on the wall when the man had cornered her there.
"Vous ne savez même pas moi et vous me complimenter de façon à ce qui est censé me séduire? C'est une méthode de séduction étrange." Haruhi scoffed as she didn't dare to see him in the eyes. (Translation:You don't even know me and you're complimenting me in such a way that's supposed to woo me?That's a weird courtship method.)
Tamaki stared at the girl before him, he noticed that she was in her teens as she emanated a sweet scent of youth, he smiled a seductive smile though she had discovered his plan of seducing her. "Ah, tu es une fille intelligente d'avoir pu trouver mon plan. Laissez-moi deviner, étudiant de petit pain ou que vous avez vécu ce genre de séduction?" Once the girl had done a pout his way which caused him to feel even more attracted to her. (Translation: Ah, you're a smart girl to have been able to find out my plan. Let me guess, honor roll student or you've been through this kind of seduction?)
Haruhi couldn't believe that he was seducing her with techniques that she had only seen with one person: Tamaki Suoh. But she guessed that all French men were like this. She was noticing all the unnecessary attention that was directed their way. "Avez-vous remarqué l'attention non désirée que nous recevons, mon cher monsieur? Si vous voulez que je danse avec vous, écrivez-moi au lieu d'agir comme ça." Haruhi looked pretty annoyed at the gentleman whom seemed pretty unfazed at their surroundings and turned to look at Haruhi once more with a knee-weakening smile that had her practically depending on the wall to stand on.
Tamaki liked the girl, she reminded him of his Haruhi by the way that she acted. "Je ne m'inquiète pas, petit ange. Depuis que je suis l'hôte de cette boule et je peux faire ce que je veux. Voulez-vous danser? Je ne vais pas vous empêcher de prendre la peine jusqu'à ce que vous dites oui." The girl looked quite mad at him but he's seen worse stares from Kyouya to him, but she seemed to accept the fact that she had to dance with him. (Translation: I don't care, little angel. Since I'm the host of this ball and I can do whatever I want. Would you like to dance? I'm not going to stop bothering you until you say yes)
He extended his hand towards her and she took his hand and they both started moving in a synchronized motion, Tamaki pulled her even closer to his body and Haruhi blushed intensely as she averted her gaze from him.
"So what's your name?" Haruhi asked softly.
"Renee." Tamaki responded playfully. "And yours, angel?"
"Rosalie LeMarchal." Haruhi was using her grandmother's maiden name since it was best due to the situation.
"Rosalie, what a beautiful name." Tamaki complimented as he released his right gloved hand from her waist and he placed it on her soft cheek as he stroked it softly and then traced it all the way to her neck then back down to her waist.
"Keep your mind on dancing than other things than trying to seduce me. It won't work, I've had practice resisting a man." Haruhi taunted and the dance ended, they both separated. Tamaki stared at her as she walked away quite elegantly. He latterly noticed and managed to separate the scent that he had recognized from the girl, to the one of the one person that he loved in the entire world.
"Haruhi." As he took off his mask to stare at her once more before placing it back on. "I can't distract myself from the ball, I'm supposed to be a good host. I'll look for her tomorrow and tell her everything."
You guys were expecting for something sexual to go on between them and I was considering to write a little bit of kissing, moaning, biting and etc. But I'm not good at writing tjose kind of things so you guys can think of an alternative ending to this chapter but keep the original plot, you pervs! Don't worry, I'm not able to allow Haruhi and my fav. hosts stay away from one another so expect a reunion with a furious Haruhi soon! Please review and I shall make reality your OTP *Looks away from screen and whispers to herself* If I feel like it.
So don't forget to review, follow, favorite my story and tell me if you would like a similar story like this one but with another anime or show. But I won't be able to deliver it immediately since my mom is constantly on my back but I still love, you just can't hate your mother. Oh and has any of you seen DRAMAtical Murder, Love Stage or Free! Eternal Summer and if you have then please talk to me about those because I love them oh so much! DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!