La Final!
Last Chapter, and WOW! Lots of people reviwed the last one, so you made me happy.
And while I do my psychology homework, watching X-Factor and such, I hopw you enjoy.
Byebye~
She was curled up in her bed, hugging her pillow and trying to keep off the cold by keeping her blanket over her entire body. Although... the blanket wasn't helping that much, the central heating that the building complex had installed in the middle of summer was.
Nice and toasty.
And even behind closed lids, under her blankets, she could imagine the snow swirling about outside, the clean white blanket just waiting to be violated by an over active, extremely childlike grown man, who just happened to be her father.
Her eyes snapped open when her sliding bedroom door burst open.
Speak of the devil...
"Haruhi!" he sang, bouncing up to the bed, and jumping on it with childlike abandon. "It's Christmas Day~"
"So?" she replied. Trying to ignore him shaking her, rather unsuccessfully.
"So? So get up!"
"Make me." she hissed.
"I'm your father." he laughed, pulling the blanket from her and dragging her from her bed by her feet. "Deal with it."
Haruhi moaned, while her dad dragged her along the floor and into the main room, as she just let him, laughing along with him. For one day a year, she would tolerate him acting like a two year old.
For the most part anyways.
Of course, when she got her gifts off him, she started acting like an excited child too. Because she'd got into Ouran, she got a new (secondhand but still cool) laptop, a pile of new clothes, both tomboyish, which she preferred, and girly, which she didn't mind that much either to be honest.
They had a breakfast of pancakes and maple syrup, while her dad opened his gifts of a new cell phone Haruhi had saved up for so diligently, and a brand new 'Best Dad!' tee, because he seemed to love getting one every year.
"Oh, thank-you Haruhi!" he gushed, taking his current plain shirt off to pull the new on one.
"It's okay dad." Haruhi replied, grinning into her hot chocolate.
"Oh, and I have something else for you!" Ranka cried, jumping up.
"What?"
"Go get dressed, someone's are coming to pick you up."
Haruhi sighed... she believed that she already knew who it was...
And sure enough, just as she'd got her snow shoes on, there was a loud rapping at the door, and Ranka bounced over to get it.
"Kyouya-kun!" he cried, and Haruhi looked up... it wasn't the twins or Tamaki?
"Hello Ranka. Oh, and Haruhi, Merry Christmas." he said, looking oddly cheerful for someone who had probably only been out of bed for an hour or so, and who tended to have very low blood pressure and a very, very low mood.
"Haruhi, Kyouya is taking you out to see your friends. I thought you might like that." Ranka smiled, walking to his daughter. "And besides, I need some sleep! I spent ages last night wrapping your presents."
"'Kay dad." she said, feigning happiness as she pecked him on the cheek and followed Kyouya out. Though no sooner had they got in the car that Kyouya's smile disappeared and was replaced with a grimace.
"Still tired?" she asked quietly, not knowing if he would rip her face off if she was too loud.
"I am... so shut up."
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It took a while to arrive at Tamaki's house, but when they did, they were kind of glad. Because Kyouya had a headache, he had told her to be quiet, and an awkward silence had hung over them for the past half hour.
Thank God the blond teen wasn't too far away to run over and whisk Haruhi inside, absolutely brimming with excitement.
"We decorated specially for Christmas!" he laughed pointing to the huge twenty foot tree Honey was sat on top of, placing an angel there, before jumping down and landing on Mori, who staggered slightly through the sheer force, but stayed upright, and amazingly, didn't drop the cake he had been holding.
"...Wow." the small brunette gasped, before she felt people jump on her.
"Haruhi-" the first person, Hikaru, cried.
"-The Elf!" finished Kaoru, shoving a pointed hat on the girls head, making everyone, including Kyouya who had just walked through the door, laugh.
Haruhi turned to glare at them, in the nicest way possible, but stopped when she saw the antlers on their heads.
And she laughed.
Of course, after about five minutes, they were all running around, passing presents to one another, laughing, having fun. Haruhi ended up with a pile more clothes, Tamaki had a lot of 'commoner stuff' that he was obsessed with.
Kyouya got more journals, a brand new calculator, a a fine set of silver engraved pens.
The twins got commoner stuff too, and their favourite things were the tshits that probably cost a couple hundred yen, that were exactly the same.
"Mass manufacturing!" they yelled, pulling the shirts on, and making the others laugh.
Takashi got a stereo, and a load of CD's, which was a planned gift within the group, and Honey got large bags of sweets. Haruhi even gave him a pass into one of the largest cake factories there were, where you could eat whatever you wanted.
Secretly, the others were expecting the factory to go out of business after his visit.
After some messing about with their gifts, and forcing Haruhi to go and change into various outfits to see which was cutest, then they all sat down for a meal.
Haruhi had never eaten so much good food, and would have been tempted to keep eating had it not been for that reminder in the back of her head about what happened when she overloaded her body with crab.
And she didn't fancy throwing up.
When everyone had done with the meal, and people who didn't have antlers or an elf hat had paper party hats (with the exception of Kyouya, who had picked up a Santa hat somewhere and put that on), Tamaki said that it was a good idea to go caroling!
He was the only one that thought so... but in the spirit of the season, everyone agreed, and they went plodding out in boots and warm coats, Tamaki in the lead dragging Haruhi along behind him, who was grinning, because she didn't so much mind.
"Are you looking forward to caroling Haruhi?" he asked, pulling her along by the hand.
"Sure, I guess." replied the brunette, smiling in spite of herself, and flushing red when he squeezed her hand.
"It's gonna be fun! Have you ever done it before?"
"...No."
"Me neither." he laughed.
And after about fifteen minutes of walking through the streets until they reached the start of the suburbs, in the cold, and quiet, and just as it began to snow, Haruhi noticed something. Something she should have noticed before.
They were alone.
Everyone else had vanished.
"Tamaki?"
"Yeah?"
"They've left us."
The blond boy looked around, and his mouth fell into a small 'o' shape.
"Well... that's bad."
"Yeah..."
They stood there for a moment, before Haruhi shuddered and took a step towards Tamaki in hope to steal some warmth.
"We should probably keep moving." Tamaki said, noticing Haruhi shake, and he then wrapped an arm around her. She nodded, and they continued down the road, until Tamaki pulled her off the main street, and down a small path that led into an open park.
"Where are we going?" asked Haruhi.
"For a walk." Tamaki chuckled, as he led her around the winding paths.
It was very quiet, and the only light came from the lamps that were dotted around here and there, lighting the path, and the two walked hand in hand quite comfortably, talking quietly, and hiding their blushes quite easily in the minimal light.
"This is nice..." Haruhi muttered, watching the snow swirl around them, landing on the water and melting into it.
"I agree..." Tamaki said, following her eyes to the water, then looking back to stare into the shining brown orbs.
"Haruhi..." he started, then stopped as she looked at him.
"Yes?"
He took a breath, then pulled something from his pocket, and held it above their heads... Haruhi looked up and gasped, then smiled slightly.
Mistletoe.
"It's bad luck if you don't kiss under mistletoe..." Tamaki whispered, pulling her a little bit closer to him.
"Then you should probably kiss me quick." she said, grinning.
Tamaki wasted no time in wrapping his left arm around her waist, and then dropping the mistletoe to cradle her cheek with his right hand, before pressing his lips to hers.
And what was a five... possibly seven second kiss, felt like forever, and when they did break apart, they were both beaming.
"Merry Christmas Haruhi." he whispered, pressing his lips to her head and holding her close.
"Marry Christmas." she mimicked.
The first of many Merry Christmas's to come...