Ch7 Date
Later evening ….
The summer wind blew threw the bright green trees as Tamaki and Haruhi walked, hand in hand toward the museum. The walk was long but enjoyable. The city was hustling and bustling with people going to and coming from work, the birds where loud overhead as the two walked slowly, simply enjoying each other's company. Tamaki glanced over to Haruhi to admire his princess in yellow, earning a smile back at him.
"What?" asked the girl.
"Have you ever been to this museum?"
"I think I have once when I was little, it was during a school trip for art class. I remember I really liked the statue room. The art was amazing in my eyes; it must have taken a lot of time."
"Well, we'll have to go see that first thing. I've never been to the one in town; I've only been to the one in France."
"Oh, well it's been a while for me, so let's try to explore all of it today okay?"
"Great," laughed the other, "I'm sure it will be fun," blushed the blond.
Upon entering the museum, Haruhi was in awe. Out side the building where golden goats that looked like they where at least 200 years old, and on the inside stretched a high sealing with paintings all over the fine white glass at the very top along a row of ivory. Tamaki stopped to look at a floor map to find where the statues where kept.
"It looks like it's on the top floor Haruhi," he finished.
"Wow this is even more amazing then I remembered it was," she exclaimed as the lost her balance looking at the sealing.
Tamaki caught her in his arms and laughed, "Yes, it really is something. I haven't been to one since I was young either."
"Let's go find the statues," cheered the brunet.
"Let's go follow me Haruhi!" cheered the other.
Other people in the hall watched the two with amazement. How could two individuals be so loud in a palace of art?
"No running," warned a security guard.
"Don't worry," added the shorter of the two.
When they arrived Haruhi's face lit up at the sights of the statues that stood taller then any human. Tamaki became frozen at the sight s of all the naked men and woman sculptures that circled the room. He stood still for so long comprehending what he was looking at that a group of people began standing around him, thinking he might be a new statue himself.
"Earth to Tamaki?" asked Haruhi, "hello are you in there?" she asked knocking on his hard head.
"Don't touch the peaces of art can't you read," started a woman pointing to a "do not touch," sign.
"He's not a statue he's just baffled."
"You know him?" asked the woman.
"Yah, he's my boyfriend," finished the other smiling and slightly blushing, not yet used to the claim.
Tamaki closed his eyes and covered his beat red face with one long set of fingers. "Haruhi, you mean you want to see this room first?"
"It didn't have to be first Tamaki, but yah it's just as I remember it, some of the peaces are new but otherwise it's pretty much the same."
Upon realizing Tamaki was not a statue, the group of tourists separated and carried on with what they were doing.
"W-where are their cloths?" Haruhi laughed at his question.
"Come one Tamaki there not real," she chuckled, "besides the way the artist designed them is to show the contours of a human body. I was always interested in human biology growing up and I loved this room most of all because of it. The muscles and tones of these lifeless sculptures just look so real, like they where people once." Tamaki looked closer at a woman figure and examined her closely.
"Yah, I do see what you mean. But please don't talk like there alive okay?" he shivered.
"Does it scare you?" she teased.
"No not at all, I just think it's distasteful to think of them that way." Haruhi shrugged it off.
After the museum, Tamaki walked Haruhi to an ice cream shop.
"Wow I'm beat after a whole day of walking," complained the girl, "Can we just call someone to come pick us up?"
"Sure after we get some food in us. I hope you don't mind a meal here, I could really go for something cold after a long day in the heat."
"It's cool," yawned the other, "hey so what do you think Honey's tea party will be like?"
"Oh, most likely there will be tea cake, and his little brother will be there. And parable some fighting since they will have different family members there," said the blond thinking as he spoke. A picture of different people who looked a lot like Honey where punching and kicking while bunnies and cake where being thrown around.
Haruhi had a strawberry Sunday and Tamaki has a peanut butter parfait.
"I'm really not a big fan of sweets but this strawberry tastes terrific," she smiled.
"Glad you like it. So did you have a good time today?"
"Absolutely, now that I got the Tamaki I know back," she smiled and he blushed.
A car came around to pick the couple up form the ice cream shop. Tamaki opened the door for Haruhi and this time she didn't make a fuss. He then went around the car and sat in.
"Driver, take us home," smiled the boy.
The sun started to set as they drove by the town's tall buildings; events throughout the day played back in Tamaki's mind. He loved Haruhi so much, he didn't care if she liked looking at statues of naked people, it's because he spent the time with her that he was happy. Tamaki turned his heat toward his beauty with a side smile; he knew that she was all that mattered.