HI GUYS ITS SUMMER BREAK! *BLOWS OFF FIREWORKS* AND THAT MEANS AWESOMENESS WITH ME CHILLING, SWIMMING, WRITING, COSPLAYING, WATCHING ANIMES, WRITING, CRYING OVER ANIMES, WRITING, ANIME CONS, CONSTRUCTING FINAL FANTASY WEAPONS, WRITING, WORKING PART TIME (okay maybe that one isn't that great) oh, did I mention..WRITING! Let's get crazy with fanfiction and anything that I love to do! I'm just so excited to be back and I hope to update a story at least every two to three days.

Now without further ado *low bow* I give you…MORE FLUFFY FANFICTION *Falls into the corner with fan girl overload

WARNING: reading too much, watching too much, and thinking too much of cute anime couples is dangerous, so please fan girl carefully. Thank you ^.^

I don't own Ouran High School Host Club

"Don't make that face." Haruhi ordered turning back to her work. "You can complain, mope, and give me the puppy eyes all you want but we aren't getting married in France."

"Why not?!" Tamaki wailed from the sofa. "France is beautiful in June."

"Yes and France is the most illogical destination to travel to get married, or to watch someone get married for that matter." Haruhi muttered under her breath. Thinking had she been invited to someone's wedding in France, she would reject. "Besides everyone we know is here in Japan."

"Fine then," The blonde sighed slumping against the arm of the sofa. "Though there aren't that many romantic places to get married at."

"Why can't you be alright to get married at a church, a nice hotel, even a garden!? Something normal!" She sighed, closing the laptop she finally became able to afford with her job.

"Garden?" He repeated. There was a moment of awkward silence when the French blonde leapt off the couch. "That's it! Of course how slow my brain was to not think of something significant to our relationship! The gardens! Of where we met at Ouran!"

Haruhi only shot him an annoyed glance at how he would rant about his genius plan.

"The gardens are beautiful in June! Why the perfect place to get married?!"

"Glad you're satisfied." Haruhi muttered closing her laptop and walking past him. Though when his hand gripped around her wrist and pulled her atop him on the couch.

"Of course I wouldn't dream of marrying some place that you wouldn't want to." His hand brushing through her soft locks. "Being with you would be the only detail I want."

Her face flamed up with embarrassment as she tried to look away. When she felt warm lips press up to hers she relaxed and leaned closer down to his chest.

"It doesn't matter." She whispered in embarrassment, being held tighter to his chest in a tight embrace.

"Good! I can see it now!"

Tamaki's Inner Mind theatre 3…2…1

The sun was shining down upon the scene perfectly. White petals were raining down upon the two Everyone was there watching, the rest of the host club standing alongside him.

"Now by the power vested in me…you may kiss the bride." Tamaki turned to the veiled figure beside him, and gently lifted the thin fabric and viewed the blushing bride. His blushing bride. She shyly looked up at him, red tinting her cheeks to only make her even cuter.

"Just like my dream." She whispered with a smile. He smiled at her coyly in return, wanting to seem cool and collected.

"That's what I do…make your dreams come true." He leaned in closer.

"Oh Tamaki," She blushed leaning up to await his kiss.

"Oh how perfect it would be!" Tamaki gushed with starry eyes.

"I don't know what you're thinking about, but I know it's weird." Haruhi mumbled, lifting herself away from her fiancée.

And that was how they decided where to get married.