And I'm back with chapter six hot off the press! Gosh I'm so grateful to all my wonderful reviewers- each and every one of you are so fantastic, I seriously love you all and thank you for your kind words. So, in thanks, have this super-ultra-mega-fluffy chapter! I realised I haven't written any truly one-on-one romantic scenes for Haruhi and Tamaki in a while and I did something a little bit more romantic than what I'm used to writing, with a dash of character development! But I really hope it turned out good for you guys! I really hope you enjoy it :)

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Chapter Six- France Part Three.

The car drive back to Anne Sophie-Sans home from Chez Rousseau's had put us in a rather sleepy mood, despite it not being very late at night- nine thirty pm judging from the clock on my phone. Regardless, by the time we pulled up to the front gate a comfortable silence had fallen on the group, the twins were stifling large yawns and Huni-Sempai had actually fallen asleep clinging to Usa-Chan, who had suddenly appeared as if from nowhere.

There was, however, one exception to our group of sleepy travellers- Tamaki was wide awake and chatting amiably with his mother, whilst I did my best not to fall asleep against his shoulder. In my drunk-on-food haze I didn't spot the signs that were I fully awake, would have caused me to be instantly alert and more than a little suspicious. Instead I just sat there in my content little stupor; only vaguely aware of a little niggling feeling in the back of my mind that there was something I was missing.

We all stumbled out of the car, mumbling goodnights to each other as we slipped off to bed. I smiled at the sweet image of a gently snoozing Huni-Sempai being carried off his room by Mori-Sempai, Usa-Chan clinging on too. Kyoya fixed his glasses and suggested everybody get a good night's sleep, as tomorrow afternoon we would be travelling down to the South of France, the French Riviera.

And so I went back to my room, flopping onto my bed, but not really ready for sleep quite yet. I'd managed to sneak a few books back into my suitcase after my dad repacked and took out all but one of them- excluding my tour guide books (and really I'd only brought along six of them, one for each week, which was hardly excessive). So, rummaging through the collection I bought along- which I admit was rather eclectic- everything from 'The Complete Works of Shakespeare' to 'A Young Lawyers Jungle Book: A Survival Guide', I decided to settle on a manga Mei-Chan had leant me. She said it was great for- and I quote- 'when you just want to give your brain a break from those crazies you insist on hanging out with.' It was one of those super-volumes that actually contained the first few books that were released to get me into the story- about a girl, jilted by her no-good musician boyfriend, deciding to get her revenge on him by entering show business and becoming more famous than he ever hoped to be. It was an intriguing topic; definitely different to the usual will-they-won't-they shoujo's that Mei-Chan often leant me. Bringing it up from the depths of my suitcase, I smiled to myself at the prospect of getting truly stuck into a good book- something I admit I hadn't had much time for recently.

And sure enough, just as I was about to settle back down into my pillows and flip open the hardback cover, fate intervened.

At first I thought it was a bird that had smacked against my window, causing me to jump so high I almost dropped the book. Then, once I heard the noise again, I realised that no bird would be stupid enough to hit my window twice. Curious, I closed the book and went to investigate, opening the window and stepping out onto the tiny little balcony beyond-

Only to be smacked in the face by a handful of small stones.

'Ouch! What the hell?' I cried rubbing my face where the stones struck and searching for the source of my injury. Turns out I didn't have to search for very long.

'Haruhi! I'm so sorry! Are you hurt?'

I gaped down in disbelief, for there amongst the tiny lily ponds, the azaleas and the rose bushes, stood my boyfriend- like he'd leapt straight out of my book of Shakespeare plays. The light from my room poured out onto the garden and, even from my elevated level, I could see his violet eyes lit up with concern but also the excitement that I now cursed myself for not focusing on earlier.

'Are you serious? Tamaki what are you doing throwing stones at my window at quarter-to-ten at night?' I hissed down at him, trying not to wake anybody up. Though right now, I wanted to do nothing more than to pick up the stones and throw them right back at him. Who knows? Maybe it would knock him out and I wouldn't have to even hear about whatever crazy plan he had in store.

Ok, ok- knocking him out's a bit excessive I thought realising I was probably just grumpy that he'd interrupted my reading time...and thrown stones at my face. Albeit accidentally.

Still- it was tempting.

'I'm sorry.' He repeated, a little more softly once he realised I wasn't hurt. And maybe it was how he was just a little shy for a change, the small unsure smile and the nervous scratch of his head, but for some reason- my attention was caught far more than if he'd been spouting off like I'd expected him too. 'But- as it's our last night in Paris I thought we could sneak out on a date, just the two of us. I want to show you something.'

I opened my mouth to tell him that it probably wasn't the best idea to sneak out late at night to wherever he wanted to go, but one glance into his surprisingly humble yet hopeful face made me instead come out with- 'alright, just give me a minute and I'll meet you at the front door.'

At first his face lit up into that heart-stopping beam of his, but the realisation of the last part of my sentence made him return to the puppy pout that I had previously been expecting to show up. 'Aw but Haruhi, I thought it would be more romantic if you climbed down the vines to me, like in those old romantic films!' He replied expressively, gesturing to the wall of vines on the side of the wall right next to the balcony. I blanched.

'Have you completely lost your mind?' I replied before I realised he probably never had one to begin with. I turned away and started to go back inside. 'I am not doing that!'

'Oh Haruhi please! I promise it will be so romantic!'

'I'm going now; I'll meet you at the door.' I continued on, moving to close the balcony doors shut.

'Wait! I have fancy tuna!'

Despite the fact that I was still fairly full from dinner, this caused me to stop in my tracks. Turing my head slightly, I peeked out from behind the curtain with a slightly disbelieving expression.

'You...you what? You have fancy tuna?' I replied going back onto the balcony, both curious and suspicious. 'Why?'

'For you my love, isn't that obvious?' He replied presenting me with a little bento box he must have been hiding behind his back. I blinked at him. A number of questions popped into my head, first and foremost- where the heck did he get fancy tuna from? But then again this was Tamaki...

Tamaki- who earlier today ran halfway down the Eiffel Tower to make sure I was safe.

'The things you get me to do boggle my mind.' I sighed mostly to myself, rushing back into my room and throwing on a pair of flats and a jacket. Coming back out- my heart thumping a little- I started climbing over the swirling balcony railings and onto the climbing vines. I looked down, my nerve failing me for a split second when it suddenly seemed so much higher than when I was safe on the balcony.

'If I fall, will you catch me?' I asked looking down at my freakishly influential boyfriend (whom I was seriously thinking should take up a career as being either a hypnotist or some kind of motivational coach) trying to sound braver than I felt and failing miserably.

'Always' came the instant, unfailing reply that gave me courage to actually go through with this inane act.

My hands, shaking slightly, gripped hard onto the little gaps in the wood that allowed me to travel down in a sort of makeshift ladder. I lost my footing a few times and the vines kept snagging on my jacket. Yeah this is SO ROMANTIC I grumbled inwardly, trying not to ruin the illusion for Tamaki- it would make him happy at least.

When I reached the bottom I hopped onto the soft grass, dusting myself off, pulling leaves out of my hair, and staring pointedly at Tamaki.

'Ok forget this one-time-offer of fancy tuna, for that you owe me an entire lifetimes supply.' I began but was silenced by his lips pressed against mine, his arms pulling me closer to him in a passionate burst of an embrace.

'You can have fancy tuna every day if you want it. Anything you want, it's yours.' He replied in a gentle whisper as he pulled away from the kiss, stroking my hand with his thumb and bringing it up to his chest, his head tilted with a smile so warm and loving all my anger at the situation went right out the window (no pun intended) and my face burned.

'I...I don't need it, not every day I mean.' I mumbled looking down at the floor. 'That'd be stupid.'

Tamaki laughed and pulled me along with him as we snuck out of the gardens and through the front gate onto the street, his eyes alight with glee so that I couldn't help but chuckle along with him.

'So, where is it that you're taking me?'

The night time breeze of a Parisian summer ruffled my hair, tickling the back of my slowly growing-out hair and causing me to shiver. I ignored this however, instead looking over at the very big and very locked iron gates in front of me- and then to my grinning boyfriend. As I finished the last of the promised-and-delivered fancy tuna, I couldn't help the frown that crossed my features.

'I don't really understand. We came to look at some locked gates?' I asked with a quizzical head tilt. What lay beyond was clearly some sort of park, the lights of the pathway behind the locked gates were still lit and illuminating bushes and benches and grass that rolled away into dark expanses of fields. But, as previously established, the park was locked. We couldn't go inside.

'Guess again ma copine belle.' Tamaki beamed taking my hand and pulling me off to a small side section where the fence was smaller- and that's when it clicked. Of course, when had something as mundane as a locked fence ever stopped the King of the Host Club?

'Oh no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no!' I cried panicking as he began stepping up onto the gate, gripping the iron bars as he prepared to climb over. 'Tamaki you realise what you're suggesting? Sneaking in to a locked public place? That's against the law, what if we get caught? We'd be arrested- I just got my passport! I don't want it taken away from me!'

He looked back at me with a devilish smirk which I was sure he must have picked up from the twins. I wondered for a brief moment if they'd talked him into this but decided against it- this insanity, this completely spontaneous romanticism- it was Tamaki all over.

'You know sometimes you've just got to get a little crazy. You can't go through your whole life sticking by the rules and laws every waking moment.' He winked down at me over his shoulder, hair slightly tousled. I did my very best to ignore that.

'That's a great argument to throw at someone who- oh I don't know- wants to be a lawyer one day!' I rolled my eyes.

'Oh, right, I didn't think of that.' Tamaki replied simply, still hovering on the fence. If anyone walked past us, guaranteed we'd be getting some strange looks. 'We'll if it makes you feel better I used to sneak in here all the time before I moved to Japan. The park officers who patrol at night know me.'

I buried my face in my hands, about to ask why he hadn't told me that before when I realised his words- not the breaking rules part but the going a little crazy part- may have made a little bit of sense. If I was going to be in this relationship for the long haul I was going to need to become a little more spontaneous or at least a little bit more flexible when it came to going along with Tamaki's spontaneous ideas. After all it's not little they were all bad, like the climbing down the balcony idea; some were actually pretty nice- like his idea to go to Stratford-upon-Avon.

Then suddenly, under the glow of the old fashioned street lamps, for the first time- I became afraid for my relationship with Tamaki. Struck, like somebody had poured a load of ice cold water down my throat and it was currently freezing in my stomach. Because what if I wasn't spontaneous enough, what if Tamaki tired of me always being so boring and predictable?

What if he one day grew tired of me?

'Hey, are you ok?' Tamaki's head poked into my peripheral vision looking concerned. 'If you really are worried about it I don't mind taking you back home. We can have our date tomorrow morning when the park opens, whatever makes you more comfortable-'

And this time it was Tamaki that was silenced as I reached up to him, grabbing his shoulders, and pulled him down into a fierce but loving kiss. He was surprised at first, but responded enthusiastically, letting go of the fence with one arm and swooping down to capture my waist and pull me upwards, closer to him. That kiss was all I needed to make me realise that I was being stupid, like some kind of silly love-struck girl. Of course he wouldn't grow tired of me- if he hated my predictability he wouldn't have fallen in love with me in the first place. And I was getting better at going with the flow- as the twins often say.

Still it couldn't hurt to make some waves myself for a change.

I smiled fondly when I broke the kiss. 'We're here already aren't we?'

And with that I gently pushed past him and hopped over the fence with relative ease. By the time I'd climbed to the other side he was still frozen on the spot. I reached through the bars and gave him a short sharp poke in the shoulder. He looked over at me with a bemused expression- his face a little pink. I guess it was delayed reaction to the kiss- come to think of it that was probably the first time I'd done anything like that.

And a small (ok not that small) part of me sort of enjoyed his reaction.

'Hey, you're not going to stand me up on this date are you?' I grinned a little to show I was joking. That seemed to break him out of whatever reverie he was in and the next thing I knew he was right by my side, taking my hand and leading me back onto the calmly lit winding pathway as if his brain hadn't melted into goo mere moments ago.

Still holding his hand I looked up at him. 'So what park is this? I don't recognise it from my guide.'

'It's called the Buttes Chaumount Park. It's probably my favourite place to go in Paris. When I was younger once, mother took me here and there were a lot of couples kissing by the temple.'

'Temple?' I replied curiously, not remembering anything about there being any temples in Paris.

'Yes, there's a temple here based on one from Greece.' He clarified as we walked under what had to be hundreds of different species of trees, each with collective groups of ducks and moorhens cuddled up asleep underneath them. The lantern lights gave everything an almost mystical kind of glow- like Tamaki and I had a whole other world that was just ours for the night. 'Anyway I asked mother why so many people were kissing here and she said that this park was magical- that it was one of the most romantic spots in Paris and couples from all over the world come to express their love here. She said that when she and dad met, he took her here and kissed her and it was right then she knew that she'd always love him. Ever since then I always snuck in here after hours, when the park is still lit up, and just dreamed of the day when I could take the girl of my dreams here and kiss her too.'

I couldn't help the simultaneous grin and blush that crept onto my face as I imagined a young idealistic Tamaki dreaming of love and romance, whilst thousands and thousands of miles away I was sitting up late at night thinking of a day when I could fulfil my own dreams. It seemed so odd that two people who'd previously been a world away from each other had come together the way we did- completely by chance.

I was brought out of those musings when we rounded a corner and the pathway opened up. I couldn't help but gasp slightly at the sight before us- it really was like we'd stepped into another world. The traffic lights and sounds of the city were muted, completely unheard in this part of the park, only the sounds of crickets chirping and the occasional night bird singing could be heard- the trees also, rustling in the breeze. Before us was the large expanse of dark black shimmering water, the size of a small lake. At the opposite side of the lake stood a dramatic hill of rock jutting right out of the lakes waters. And there, on top of that cliff face- stood a small but prominent temple of tiny intricate archways and white marble, the white standing out completely against the vast blackness of the sky above. In a part of the city where the light pollution barely touched- the stars came out to make this picture slightly more...magical. From a distance I could hear the faint sounds rushing water. The smell of lake water and warm grass filled my nose and I felt completely at ease.

As I was trying to form the right words in my head to say to Tamaki, I felt him come up behind me- wrapping his arms around my waist and pull me against his chest. An involuntary hum of contentment escaped my lips and I closed my eyes just for a second, resting my head back against his chest. I then completely forgot what I was going to say.

I shivered slightly as I felt him lean down, his face nuzzling into the crook of my neck, and I wondered how that would feel once my hair grew longer. My musings on that didn't last however, as his lips began to lightly dust the sensitive spot just below my ear. I didn't even know that was a sensitive spot.

'Tamaki?' I whispered as he continued his ministrations.

'Mm?' Came his reply, his hands pressed against my stomach harder, pulling me closer to him and I wondered when we had passed the point where intimate moments like this no longer became awkward or shy. Maybe this was it, maybe this was the moment.

Maybe I was over thinking things, as usual.

'Aren't you supposed to kiss me on the lips here?' I asked taking longer to form the words. He was making my brain turn a bit gooey, which was a weird sensation for someone like me- who generally always liked to keep her wits about her.

'I was.' He mumbled, lips still trailing down my neck. 'Your neck distracted me.'

'I can feel- see- I uhm...yeah I know.' At that point my brain had pretty much left the planet, if it hadn't I was pretty sure it would be wondering how a neck can be distracting (unless you're a vampire) and a blush was creeping all over my skin. It seemed to amuse Tamaki, as I heard him chuckle softly. His lips left my skin and I turned around in his grasp- placing my hands against his chest where my head had been seconds before.

We didn't need to say the words here, but as I looked at him, violet against hazel, I knew we were both thinking along the same lines. It was all we needed.

And so we both leaned towards each other and, for the third time that night, our lips met. His hands, still on my waist, were slowly rubbing their way up and down, as if my clothes weren't protecting me from the night time air. My own arms sneaked up from his chest to wrap around his neck and I found myself completely lost to this other world Tamaki had shared with me. It seemed to be something very precious, fragile, a moment in time that- whilst it lasted- seemed to go on forever, that afterwards would become something we would never forget.

And it was right then, as he kissed me under the watchful eye of the temple, the lake, Paris and the stars, that I realised that no matter what happened- no matter how crazy he made me, no matter how much I sometimes wanted to kill him- that I would always love him.

Maybe a bit too cheesy? I don't know, I tried to make it so their relationship was developing, as was Haruhi's willingness to take a more active role! I hope that came across. Anyway I really hope you enjoyed reading and please review! It genuinely makes my day :) Until the next time! Xx