Disclaimer: All characters are copyright of Bisco Hatori. So don't sue me.
A/N: Thank you to HinaFilipina18 and... one of my friends, Daniel for reviewing the first chapter!! Also thanks to -o-Yukiko-o-, my beta… Um, this story might be a bit messy, plot-wise...
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Flashback...
"Alright, alright... Um, we will be going to this French restaurant if you don't mind... then, I thought we could go for a nice, romantic walk in the park nearby... HARUHI??? HARUHI!!!" Tamaki screamed, turning around to find his favourite commoner slinking off towards the car, an expression of ultimate boredom clearly seen on her cute features.
"Hey! Wait up, Haru-chan!!! Wait!!!"
"Idiot of a boyfriend...", muttered Haruhi although she did wait patiently at the car door for Tamaki.
End Flashback...
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Tamaki and Haruhi are now in the car, which is a silver Mercedes and obviously had that feel of wealthiness. To accentuate that feeling even more, it was installed with hi-tech gadgets, from a sophisticated sound system to practically weightless white ultra-slim laptops.
"Bloody rich bastards!!!!" Haruhi said aloud while looking in open wonder at the over-excessive display of wealth.
"Yes, Haru, what did you say? By the way, we'll be at the restaurant soon...," Tamaki uttered demurely while lounging luxuriously on the car couch.
"Uh... nothing. I'm good. Why French food though? I thought you LIKED commoner food, especially ramen. Isn't there some kind of strict black-tie dress code we have to follow to get into the restaurant??" Haruhi asked as she surveyed herself.
" Ehm. Not EXACTLY. And French food, my dear, is the food of love... (A/N: I dunno about this... but it IS my story after all). Do you fancy a w- YIIIIKES!!!!" Tamaki's mini-speech was cut off as the car took a wild serve.
And guess where he ended up...
On Haruhi. And his lips were right square on HER lips. Oh my.
The two teenagers stayed in that particularly uncomfortable position for nearly a minute.
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Tamaki POV
I am DONE FOR. I am SO DEAD.
Why isn't she pushing me off yet?
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Haruhi POV
Holy crap.
This is how Tamaki's lips feel on mine. OhMyGod.
Quick, shove him!
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Normal POV
And so she shoved. Tamaki fell. Utter chaos ensued.
"OWWWWWWWWCCHHHH!!!! HARUHI!!" Tamaki screamed as he fell on his rear onto the car's plush carpet.
"I am NOT helping you up. Dream on. It's your own fault, baka. You were the one who got on top of me!!!" Haruhi said, her face a blank mask, devoid of any emotion.
"Young master Tamaki-sama and Miss Haruhi, are you alright? Gomen, I lost control swerving back there! Do you need me to help? Is anyone injured??" yelled the chauffer anxiously.
"I'm good. Get back to driving the car. And Haruhi, it isn't my fault, I did NOT get on top of you, as you put it! The wild swerve back there threw me off my seat…!" Tamaki sulkily replied.
Haruhi looked away. He was making those ADORABLE (KYA!!!) puppy eyes at her.
"It's not my fault, Haru-chan! It isn't!!!"
"Shut up,b-"
Haruhi was temporarily silenced. And by what, you may ask?? By Tamaki, who had gotten on top of her again. On purpose.
"Aw, come on, I know you like me when I kiss you, Haru-chan. 'Fess up!"
"Over. My. Dead. Body. GET. OFF!!!! AND I MEAN NOW!!!!!!"
Chaos ensued. Again.
This time, Tamaki was thrown against the opposite side of the car. Literally. Tamaki wondered how his little 'daughter' could have SO much strength in that little body of hers… but then again, Haruhi is known to have sudden outbursts of energy. Tamaki got up and resumed his sitting position… on the seat, not on the floor.
Tamaki's and Haruhi's gazes met and both of them started blushing furiously as they reminisced the memory of their lips touching. Thank the Good Lord that they had arrived at the restaurant... Haruhi was about 99.99 percent sure that Tamaki would try to take an advantage and make a grab for her... or something like that.
"Get out, dolt head. With your current state of mind and temporary paralyzation from the waist down, we would be here until god knows when...," Haruhi stated bluntly. As expected, the Host Club King started to retreat to some corner or other to do his favourite woe-is-me activity. "WELL, since I can see that you now have the capability to move freely, we are GOING!!!!" Haruhi said calmly while giving her boyfriend's black coloured shirt sleeve the hardest tug she can manage. She smiled as she heard the rich bastard stifle a yell. The chauffeur was just watching their antics, with just a touch of amusement.
"Oh well... such compatible young spirits...," the chauffeur said aloud, to no one in particular as he fixated his stare on the host club natural rookie, Fujioka Haruhi who was currently dragging his master's silly son, Suou Tamaki to the entrance of the posh French-owned restaurant. (A/N: My, isn't that obvious...)
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"Uh, reservation under the name of Suou. Suou Tamaki," the lavender-eyed teenage boy said, oblivious to the stare of the woman at the reception desk.
"Mr. Suou Tamaki? Yes, you booked a table for tonight... a table for...two?"
"That's right. A table for me and my girlfriend here..."
Haruhi was too busy dusting off dirt from Tamaki's shirt to even notice him refering to her as his girlfriend.
"Um, milady, is there some sort of dress code to dine here?"
"No, sir. Well, not exactly. We here at La Poshe de France restaurant pose a rather... lax dress code, for the time being. We just ask our patrons not to wear inappropriate footwear. We do NOT expect our dearest customers to show up in a ball gown and a tuxedo, if that was what you meant, sir."
"Very well, then. Please escort us to our table."
The rather odd pair was escorted to their table, which was decorated elaborately with a red candle, a lavender tablecloth, and a pot of poinsettias. (A/N: Weird, I know) And the chairs, Haruhi couldn't even describe the feeling as she sank down on one of those heavenly plush cushioned mahogany chairs... so comfortable!!!
The maitre'd came bustling over with the leather-bound menus.
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A/N: That's it for now... XD The next chapter will be the actual date!!! PLEASE PLEASE PLLLLLLLLEEASE R&R. Funny thing is, when I checked, I got more than 120 hits... but only 2 reviews. sad Anyways, requests are still open!!! I want at least 5 reviews... or ELSE!! Joking. D Hehe. But please do review. Flames are... discouraged. Ehe. I will try to post the next chappie soon...