Hey guys! Good old Rikki here and it has been forever since I've updated so I thought to squeeze in a quickie while I study up to finish this school year with a shebang. ^^ But sorry I have been a little behind my focus has been to trip planning, school, and sadly a few broken friendships :',{ but that's okay…I've got you guys and hey there's always room for future friends and such. But enough with me…time for fluff!

Haruhi yawned loudly and rolled over in bed and snuggled closer to the slender muscular form. With a heavy sigh she opened her eyes and looked around with a groggy gaze to the elaborately decorated room that was not the plain one of her own apartment. It was when these two facts began to register in her brain at a slower rate, due to the alcohol consumption of the previous night that she shot up in bed and looked around frantically. Her large brown eyes wide, while her small hands clenched the rich cotton sheets to her body that was clad in a lacy silk nightgown.

"Why is this always what I wake up to here?!" She asked aloud when the body beside her shifted in an upward position and long arms circled around her.

"Why is 'what' my princess?" Tamaki cooed in her ear. She could practically hear the smile grow on his face as she turned away in order to hide her blush, not wanting to encourage this ongoing habit.

"The fact that every time we have a 'sleepover', I go to sleep in either my regular pajamas or one of your shirts…and then wake up in this." She stood up from the bed and fingered the lace material to fall to her mid-thigh that bordered the amethyst silk that rivaled her fiancée's eyes. Tamaki just sat that propped up on his arm looking at her with a bright smile and just casually rolled on his back with his hands behind his head revealing his perfectly tone and bare chest.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He smiled to himself as Haruhi narrowed her eyes to him and looked back at the clothing.

"I swear I don't know how you do it."

"My love you do sleep like the dead." He turned to her with a smile. "In fact I think I could take all of our clothes off and you wouldn't notice until morning."

Her face ignited in a bright red as she wobbled over to the bed to try and compose herself, then shot him a cold glare.

"That seems like something one of those twins would say…and I won't share a bed with someone like them." She said and rose from the bed to pick up her neatly folded clothes from the previous night.

"Ha-ru-hi!" He whined conspicuously and leaned over the side of the bed to extend his arm towards her in a longing manner. "Don't leave bed! Can't we snuggle more while you're in that?!"

She stiffened when she felt a small chill run up her spine knowing what awaited her if she turned around to look at him. The familiar feeling only occurred when he gave her the look. If she turned around it would be over…she wouldn't be able to fight him. The urge welled in her as she slightly turned her head before glancing at him for a spare moment that was enough for his intense puppy dog gaze to seize her.

"Please come back into bed?" He asked softly with a small tilt of the head, similar in that way to a dog. With a heavy sigh she dropped her clothes to the floor before softly sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I guess a little while longer wouldn't hurt." She replied when a hand snatched her wrist and pulled her back to hit softly against his chest.

"Thank you my darling!" He smiled and nuzzled his own cheek along hers. "You have no idea how happy you've made me right now."

Within the blink of an eye, Haruhi heard the small shutter of a camera lens as Tamaki held up his phone to show her a photo of the two.

"Wha?!"

"Now to just set this as my wallpaper and your new contact photo." He smirked cheekily, humming to himself softly.

"No! You need to delete it!" She tried to reach for his phone though his arms being longer than hers, it was held beyond her reach.

"Too late." He replied in a sing-songy voice. "I sent it to my laptop."

Haruhi leapt from the bed to run over to the desk to the open window and didn't even need to guess the password which was just her own name. The image was a popped up screen that she moved to the trash can with a great sigh of relief.

"Oh! I also sent it to my work computer. And it's now saved on my memory card…so you can never ever delete it. It's mine forever!"

The atmosphere of the room turned darker as Haruhi slowly turned and glared at him, pausing the blonde to stiffly freeze in his position.

"Then again if you want it gone its gone." He replied holding up his phone to show the picture was erased.

"That's more like it." She muttered and sighed heavily. "But honestly, we do need to get going for the day."

"True, we do have an incredible wedding to put together today!" He replied giddily as he leapt from bed and scampered into his closet. Haruhi plopped back onto the bed and buried her face within her hands.

"What a joy it will be…going out to pick tableware and….registering with the old host club."

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"No! No! No!" Tamaki pouted as a defiant child, and stamped his foot in frustration. Haruhi rolled her eyes in place of her usual aggravated sigh and glare, before turning to look at candles.

"I'm sure deciding between Jasmine or Herbal Mix is such an aggravating choice." Kyoya smirked next to her and looked down to his cell phone. "And with such company as this."

"I'm telling you Tono that is way too tacky." Hikaru replied slyly.

"It is not! In France, this is very popular!"

"That just shows you about the French." Kaoru muttered under his breath.

"That is not true!" Tamaki shouted, receiving looks from the other customers. "Haruhi! Tell them they are wrong!"

She slowly turned around and tensed at the plates the two held in hand. Tamaki holding one enlaced with gold around the rim with a fleur de lis in the center. Already she could sense the thousands upon thousands of yen it would cost, even without Kyoya's calculations. While Hikaru casually held out a one with two blue roses.

"You two do know you are arguing over plates!"

"Haruhi," Tamaki sighed and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "These will be the plates for the reception…don't you care?!"

"Not as much as you do when it comes to plates…and I thought we agreed I'd come in here if you wouldn't touch anything."

"Haruhi, you have to agree that plate focuses a little more onto Tamaki's heritage." Hikaru rolled his eyes. "Get something that wouldn't be too bombastic."

"That's a first coming from you two..."

"Which is why I say this one!" Kaoru replied and held one up with multicolored roses.

"Kaoru that's too weird." Hikaru waved off and tauntingly waved the plate. Haruhi's eyes followed it carefully as a clump formed in her throat.

"Well Tono…your fiancée is absolutely silent…she's indecisive about what you want."

"Well, she is my fiancée." Tamaki stated, narrowing his eyes at the ginger head before placing a kiss on Haruhi's forehead. "I'm going to find a clerk and place the order."

He turned away as Haruhi relaxed a little more before the sound of chattered glass caused her to jump, along with her fiancée who spun around to face Hikaru who was grinning deviously.

"Well…" He grinned and picked up another plate. "Aren't you going?"

"I'm not a child that will partake in your tantrum." He replied and turned when the plate collided into the back of his skull.

Haruhi felt her knees wobble as Kyoya caught hold of her arm and grinned slyly at the entertainment. Tamaki spun back around with a dangerous expression and set his own plate aside while grabbing another basic one that was still expensive. With the flick of the hand it flew across the room in the same movement as a disc as the three bystanders ducked below it before it crashed into the wall beside Hikaru's own head.

Thus the battle of expensive plates ensued between the two. With each crash weakening Haruhi's knees until she fell to the ground to her own weight. Kyoya withdrew a small account book from his pocket and began writing down causing the young lawyer to look over to him.

"You cannot blame this on me this time." She whispered and stood up to walk over to Kaoru. "Let's go and get a manager…and get an order for this."

Delicately, she picked up the plate Kaoru found and looked down upon it with a smile. She didn't share the same opinion of Hikaru or even her own fiancée, and took a liking to the plate in hand. If the wedding was to take place at their old high school, she wanted something to remind her of the time there.

Okay so a really clumsy and awkward chapter…but I liked this one so totes! Anyways by the time I'm finishing this up I'm exhausted and kind of tempted with online shoe shopping (the best kind) but I shall resist since I have a trip approaching and vacation around the corner for me, and just try to remain satisfied with writing. Lol other than catching up on fan fiction, I've been working on my book and that's been coming out great.

So please review, and let's see question wise I've lately been watching Kill La Kill and oddly enough I'm becoming inspired with school and fall…just as my long awaited summer has finally come, so for the anime question

Q: Where is the one school in an anime that you would want to attend?

Q 2: What kind of shoes do you love most of all?

Bye cuties review and good luck with life. I know final are this week so good luck…and wish me luck 0.0Ha