Chapter 3
AN: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or Disney.
Haruhi
~A few days later~
A few days later everyone is bursting with excitement. We have been finalizing the trip plans all week. The Host Club is making the final decisions now. We are all sitting in the lavish, plush chairs of the Music Room. All the reservations and paperwork is littering the mahogany table we are sitting around.
"Haninozuka nad Morinozuka will be rooming together," Kyoya states.
"Yay!" Hunny chirps.
"Mm," Mori grunts and nods.
"Naturaly we will be rooming together right?" the Hitachiin twins ask.
"Of course," Kyoya chuckles. "I also thought that Tamaki and Haruhi could room together," he states eloquently.
'What the hell?!' I think. Tamaki's face lights up.
"Of course!" he agrees. He smiles at me. I smile back at him. Rooming together in America? This trip is going to be great. I mean I would rather room by myself. But if I had to room with someone it would be Tamaki Suoh. For being in a relationship, we haven't gone very far…
Tamaki
Each time I hear of Kyoya's plans I get more excited for this trip. Rooming with Haruhi, I can't believe it! We finish up the meeting rather quickly and me and Haruhi end up at my family's estate to finish Haruhi's move.
Her room is next to mine and we have an adjourning bathroom. I have never had to share anything with anyone before. I hope that Haruhi won't end up sleeping in her room because I mean we are in a relationship.
Haruhi's room is the same size as mine. The tall ceilings are molded and the carpet on the floor she picked out. It's a plush toupee that's very plain. The first thing we did was make an altar for her mother. It's almost a replica of the one at her dad's. She has a mahogany desk with the laptop I bought for her. We leave the servants to do the finishing touches and I scoop her up and carry her to my room. I sit down with her and go to take off my Ouran uniform. She slides off my lap and lets me undress. I take off the jacket, shoes, and tie. She does the same but goes back to her room to change. She comes back in a t-shirt that's too big for her and sweatpants. I stare for a second.
"What? Too 'commoner' for you?" she asks.
I go over to her and kiss her.
"You're beautiful."
She wraps her arms around my neck and stretches to deepen the kiss. I lift her up and she wraps her legs around my torso. I start to part her lips with my tongue and she opens in eager. My hands slide to her ass and I give it a squeeze. That jolts her into reality. It doesn't faze her too much because she breaks the kiss and moves to my neck. I then start to feel Haruhi unbuttoning my shirt and I shed it. My hands slide up and under her shirt as I graze over her soft skin. I carry her to my bed and set her down then climb on top. Her legs are still wrapped around my torso. Her eyes dilate and she loosens her grip.
Haruhi
What am I doing? I loosen my grip around his torso and look up at him.
"Are you okay?" he stammers.
"I…I'm fine. Just tired."
He rolls over to my side. I check the time and it's like 6. Shit. He hears my stomach growl and starts to laugh. I slap him playfully as he calls for a servant. Tamaki gets up and I roll over to watch him. He still has no shirt. It is quite a sight. He's not pale but not beach tan either. And it's not like he has all muscle. Don't get me wrong, his muscles are defined, but it's not like he's a health nut. He's just in pretty good shape. He then turns around and catches my gaze.
"Do you want something?" he asks. "I already called for dinner. I would recommend you put on something a little nicer but, we could always just eat here."
He sits on the edge of the bed and cups my face in his hands.
"It doesn't really matter. I'll get up if need be," with that I sit up.
"No, no, no, Haruhi, we'll just eat here. It's fine."
I slump back down and he crawls beside me. We are both lying on our backs side by side. I roll on my side and he drapes his arm around me. He opens his mouth but I say,
"My classes are fine."
He opens his mouth again.
"No, Hikaru and Kaoru aren't giving me any trouble," I conclude.
He chuckles.
"I was going to ask if you have finished all the research Kyoya asked for, for the trip."
"Oh. Sorry. No, I haven't had time," I say.
"It's okay. I know you have been busy. It's not like I don't watch you doing your homework," he has that glint in his eye.
"Tamaki!"
"What? You know I find you entertaining," he laughs.
"Of course. How could I forget?" I grumble. "Damn rich people."
Tamaki
Oh Haruhi. My sweet little princess, and absolutely oblivious as to how adorable and to be honest, sexy she is.
I sit up and grab the white binder on my side table. I open it and turn to the tab labeled "1:Florida". I nudge Haruhi and she sits back up. I then proceede to flip through pages of this "Disney World." There are people on rides, people with characters, people walking around. But all of them were smiling. The next six pages are all maps.
"What are those?" she asks attentively.
"I was hard for me to understand at first. So this place is all based around the Disney Franchise…you know Mickey Mouse and all that. And here they have four theme parks and two water parks and a bunch of hotels," I explain.
"Wow. They are really bringing in money with his place."
"I know. And since we are all filthy rich, we get the parks to ourselves just for the day Kyoya planned. But we can still…slip away."
"Oh god! Tamaki!" she hits me playfully. "I guess," she finally agrees.