A/N: Sorry it's taken me so long to update! I'm so sorry! For a week I was busy with my church's VBS and that pretty much drained me. And then I couldn't think of how to complete the stuff I started writing-wise. And yeah. I'm making excuses. But my family (sans my brother and me) just left for vacation so I have some peace and quiet for 3 weeks. I should be able to work on the requests.

Speaking of requests, please refrain from asking for more until I give further notice. I have plenty of them to complete. Alright?

Also, I'm so sorry I haven't responded to some of the reviews. I forgot which ones I responded to and which I didn't! I'm so absentminded!

Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran… Or Forrest Gump which is vaguely referred to in this drabble.

Date originally posted: 6/29/06
Title: Life Lesson
Series: Ouran High School Host Club
Rating: G
Characters: Mostly Tamaki. Mentions of Kyoya and Haruhi.
Pairings: Um... I suppose onesided Tamaki/Haruhi
Spoilers: None really.
Word Count: 537
BETA: None because I'm too lazy.
Note: This is going with the manga version. Which is why it has mentions of Tamaki finding out about Haruhi by her wallet. Instead of him walking in on her like in the anime.

This is for ouran-flashfic's third challenge: Onion.

Life Lesson

Suoh Tamaki liked commoner's food. He liked commoner's books. He liked commoner's movies. All in all, he like a lot of commoner's things.

As of late, he watched a commoner's movie from America. He had to admit, it was odd. But one particular scene stood out to him. The main character had sat on a bench and said that life was like a box of chocolates because you never knew what you were going to get.

Tamaki assumed that that was how commoner's life must have been like. Filled with surprises around every corner never with anything preordained. But in fact, his life was more like… well, an onion. At least, that's how it was supposed to be.

Yes, an onion was the perfect way to describe the life of an upper class person. Layer by layer, their life was carefully planned out and always the same. There would be an arranged marriage, schooling, college, and then taking their place in society. These things could be out of order but as a whole life had that general gist. No matter what happened along the way, the outcome was always the same. No surprises.

However, Tamaki's life wasn't that of a typical upper class citizen. Most of his peers weren't the result of an affair. That didn't really bother him. What bothered him a bit was having to leave his mother so she would live. But that was life. Then coming to live in Japan with his father. That was another stage of his life.

Once at school, he excelled in his studies and found a friend in the clever, calculating Ohtori Kyoya. Once he reached senior high school, Tamaki decided to start a special host club for young men to entertain the ladies.

And that's when Tamaki's life took an unexpected turn. His onion like life was suddenly changed. It was supposed to go smoothly changing from one part of his life to the next but that's not what fate had in mind. Instead, Tamaki met Fujioka Haruhi.

Haruhi was nothing like Tamaki had ever encountered before. For one thing, he had thought her a male until he found her wallet which stated otherwise. She wasn't like the other girls. She didn't care about her appearance or what other thought of her. She wasn't there to impress anyone or to take over anything. And for all of this, Tamaki found himself drawn to her.

Whenever he was around her, he couldn't help but act without thinking. Not that he usually thought much before acting but his body and mouth seemed to be disconnected from his brain when he was around Haruhi. He found his brain being occupied by thoughts of her, even his dreams were about her.

It wasn't supposed to be like this. He was supposed to finish school, go off to a college or university, and be married to some girl he didn't actually know. But once he met Haruhi, Tamaki found himself thinking that he would throw away everything if she would only be his.

So Tamaki didn't think his life to be an onion anymore; because one tiny girl managed to change his entire way of thinking without even meaning to.

A/N:Alright. I never posted that smutty oneshot on drabblific on LJ. But if any of you express any desire to read it, tell me and I'll post it.