Hey guys! Sorry for the long update so lets get to the point.
Summary: Taken place at the end of the anime, Mr. Suoh and Mr. Ootori opened the door to another story at the debate of whose son Haruhi will one day marry. Both doing the same thing, they send consent letters to Ranka who just assumed they were medical and school forms and now Haruhi is engaged to both Kyoya and Tamaki! And just when things were turning back to normal
Disclaimer: I do not own OHSHC which belongs to Bisco Hatori who is a great writer!
Haruhi opened her eyes to only be blinded by the light through her sleepy eyes. Her body didn't want to get up, and instead rolled over and snuggled under the large fluffy pillow she didn't have in her bed. Finding the urge to bolt up, she looked around her surroundings. Certainly not in her bedroom apartment that she should have been in.
The room was large, probably the size of her whole apartment with a calming yellow colored theme. She turned around in the large queen sized bed, scanning over the room. A sofa was at the center with a coffee table and two arm chairs across from it. Up against the wall was a large desk that already seemed to have her school work on it. Though everything furishing the room only made Haruhi narrow her eyes with annoyance.
"Rich bastards." She muttered, tossing aside the soft comforter. Though wanted to pull it back on when she realized what she was wearing. It reminded her of something Tamamki once wanted her to wear. A sleeveless pink silk night dress that fell a little below the knees with a black lace trimming.
When did I change? She wondered, thinking back to the hazy events of the previous night. Being drugged and all the moment she hit the pillow she was back out. By the bed were a pair of laid out slippers, that annoyed her a bit as she put them on. Grabbing a bathrobe placed at the end of the bed, she had to give them credit for the convenience of knowing everything she would do accordingly.
As she neared the door to the hall, she paused a moment and let it creak open. She didn't want to exactly run into someone, she was going to try and escape. Seeing the hallways clear, she stepped out and quietly bolted down the hall, realizing her first problem.
Dammit! How am I supposed to find my way out from a mansion I didn't even enter?! She gritted her teeth and just slowed her pace. Tamaki's in here somewhere. It was a little odd being at where he lived, and at any time knowing he could pop out.
Coming across a large staircase leading downstairs, she looked around the corner to see if anyone was downstairs. The large hall was empty, though she was a little skeptical about a large mansion being deserted. Quickly scampering down the stairs, she bolted for the large set of double doors. As she pulled it open, it didn't budge.
It's locked. She thought aggravated.
"Miss Fujioka." A calm voice said behind her. Haruhi jumped at the surprise and turned her head to the old woman behind her. Sh…Shima! She recalled meeting her the previous night. With her were at least two kindly looking young women dressed in maids uniforms. A clump filled her throat, fearing what they would be for. "Good morning."
"Morning." She muttered, her hand still clenching the handle of the door as if it would unlock on its own.
"Yes, now perhaps walking out and around in night clothes isn't the best idea. Maybe we should go find something more suitable for you to wear." She turned around moving slowly in her traditional kimono with Haruhi watching after her annoyingly.
"This way Miss Fujioka." The two maids smiled, one taking her arm and pulling her along.
"Hey wait!" She cried helplessly when they only ran off after Shima with her in their arms. Soon she was back into the room she left. One of the girls shut the door behind her, clicking it lock to leave her trapped inside the bedroom with three other people. Haruhi huffed, not really seeing the point to put up a fight against three to get away.
"I believe any of the ones Mr. Suoh had ordered would be perfect." Shima said in a monotone voice. Haruhi's attention turned back into whatever the three were planning.
"Oh this one would look perfect on her?!" One sighed in a dreamy light voice.
"I'm so glad we have gotten a lady in the house to serve on." The other squealed. When the two looked over at the teenage girl with a small glint filling their eyes, a small feeling of deh ja vou going through Haruhi Aat the memories of the Hitachiin's twin maids who changed her clothes for the club's enjoyment.
"What do you think Miss Fujioka?" They asked politely in unison. Unlike the Hitchiin twins, their appearances were different though cute, they both could sound alike when in unison. One held a dress that was white but was layered with many frills to make it appear larger. While the other held up a bright pink dress similar to the girl's uniform at the academy.
"No way am I wearing either of those." Haruhi shook, ready to put up a fight in order to save her own honor.
"But Miss Fujioka, I'm sure the Young Master would like to see you wear them."
"Then there's no way I'm wearing them." She sighed thinking of Tamaki's reaction. The two pursed their lips and spun back around to find something else. She at least was glad that they at least respected her wishes.
They both turned around this time, together holding up two ends of a hanger with a pale pink dress with three quarter length sleeves that would fall to her elbows, trimmed in lace. As Haruhi was about to object, Shima returned with a brush and comb in hand.
"Excellent choice Miss Fujioka, I'm sure Master Tamaki will be in good spirits seeing you in something like that."
The two maids giggled with triumphant smiles.
"That's right come on Miss Fujioka."
"It's time to get ready." It was scary how similar they were to those other maids. They began cornering her to a room divider when in a close record breaking time, close since the other girls did it faster.
"See how cute you look?!" They both giggled holding up a full length mirror. Haruhi didn't care for it but was rather annoyed with it.
"Now to straighten up your hair." Shima sighed appearing behind her. It was a small startle as the elder woman began brushing her hair gently undoing the tangles that formed in her head when she was sleeping.
"Here." One of the girls said holding out some clips as Shima clipped some of her bangs to the side.
"Much better." She nodded. Leaving her side and headed for the door. "Breakfast will be down in the dining hall in ten minutes. Come girls."
"Until later Miss Fujioka." They waved and left to attend to their other chores. Haruhi sweatdropped, with the two of them being exhausting. A pair of small heeled shoes were laid out for her to wear instead of the slippers. Reluctantly stepping her feet inside them, it was a little creepy they knew her exact shoe size.
They weren't too high a heel so they were manageable for an anti-coordinated girl such as herself to work with. Heading towards the door, she knew it would be pointless to just ignore their offer for breakfast. This time as she walked through the halls there seemed to be more people, all giving her the same greeting with a 'Good morning Miss Fujioka.' She tried to control an eye roll from being called that.
She slumped down the stairs to the main hall and just stood there not knowing exactly where a dining hall was. Rich bastards. She thought to herself. Looking through one of the open door ways she noticed the end to a long dining table, being a convenient clue for where she was to go. As she entered the room, her body tensed at the other end of the table. Or who was at the other end of the table.
"Haruhi! Thank goodness you're okay! You're not feeling ill anymore are you?!" Tamaki hovered, hugging her close to him.
"Please let me go Tamaki-senpai." She growled into his chest, he let go of her and immediately noted to the spread on the table.
"We have a lot to chose from for breakfast today Haruhi. Why don't you take a seat?" He requested pulling out a chair for her. She only looked at him blankly.
"You're not upset?" She muttered, crossing her arms.
"Why would I be upset?" He asked with a cherry smile. She eyed him carefully, confused on the way he was acting as she took the seat and he returned to his. Haruhi did her best to not be impressed by all the delicious looking foods set in front of her but kept her eyes on Tamaki's.
"You aren't acting the same way you did after you announced your engagement with Éclair."
"That's because I'm not engaged to Éclair. Haruhi, I must say you can act a little slow in the morning." He said with a playful wink. "I'm so happy we get to spend one of our days off of school together…why you still need the tour of the place don't you? We should start with the garden and just so you don't get scared you should see Dad-"
Haruhi's hands slapped on the table as she pushed her chair out to stand up.
"Will you stop acting like this is a normal day?! You can't ignore what happened last night!" Tamaki stared at her with a sad look in his eye.
"You don't like it do you?" He asked with a small chuckle. "You hate the fact of being here I bet. Knowing that you're legally bound to be the wife to either two of the highest ranking business men in the world. How do I address it Haruhi? If you want to say something to me, than by all means say it."
"I just don't get how you can act so calm about it. Like when you woke up the thought of being engaged to yet 'another girl' hasn't crossed your mind."
"But I'm not engaged to just some 'other girl'." Everything around them became silent. Haruhi remained still standing, her eyes widening in shock. Tamaki gave a small friendly smile as he stood up and walked back over to her in a matter of steps with his long legs.
"Do I only get to be upset Haruhi? Can I not push it to the side and just look on the bright side of being in your adorable presence while on a day off? I can't say that I am if that's the case."
Her heart began to pound with in her chesrt softly. What?! No stop it! Why am I feeling this way?! He acts this way with all the….other…girls. WAIT A MOMENT!
"You don't mean…" She muttered slowly catching on. He nodded and caught her hand in his. Placing a feather light kiss ontop of it as most of the boys did to the club guests form school.
"I mean…that I can't possibly be upset with you in such an adorable dress!" He cooed, pulling her into a tight embrace. Haruhi was only in a state of shock that was soon replaced by annoyance.
"Please let go of me Senpai." She sighed, pushing against him until she was finally released. He smiled at her and turned to leave.
"I just remembered…there's someone I have to call real quick. I'll be down in a bit Haruhi." He smiled and ran out the room and up the stairs in the blink of an eye.
Haruhi stared suspiciously after him and then looked down at the floor in thought. The words replaying in her head. 'But I'm not engaged to some 'other girl.' She placed a hand over her heart again. Him saying that…actually made my heart pound in my chest. No there's no way Tamaki would want this marriage…he was as shocked as I was.
She growled in frustration and slumped down in her chair. Mom, why does this have to be happening to me? And not anyone else?
The end! What is Tamaki up to? Will he change sides? Will he eventually get all…IDK possessive on us?! *Gasp* I hope so…. And where is Kyoya? And what does his father have that makes him play along in this? Tune in next time. BTW question time to get to know my readers!
Q: Which Club Character can you most relate to? TELL ME IN YOUR REVIEWS!