I am so sorry!

I haven't updated in ages, I've been quite busy with school.

I quite like this chapter, but I'm not sure if you guys will, what with the majority of votes being for Kyouya and Mori.

So here is it, chapter 12, hope you like it! (Sorry)

Disclaimer: I don't own OHSHC

Day 3

The previous day had been uneventful, except from a sweet text from Kaoru, telling her that he'd had a wonderful time on the date.

The rest of the date had gone reasonably well. Kaoru was sweet and charming, he had done everything perfectly, but there was no real… spice.

Haruhi never thought she would say she wanted spice, but that's exactly what she was craving, and she couldn't help feeling a little bad for it; Kaoru was a great guy.

"Haruhi?"

Renge pulled her out of her thoughts as she tugged on her sleeve.

"Hey, Haruhi? I thought we were shopping!"

"Oh, sorry Renge! Of course! This shop looks interesting, don't you think?"

"I love this shop! Salle de beau is like… My favourite clothes shop ever!"

She pulled Haruhi inside, excited. She still believed Haruhi was male, and still held an insatiable crush against the woman dressed in jeans and a baggy shirt.

"Whoa, £399.99 for shoes?!"

Renge laughed "Hohohohoh, since you're a commoner, I guess you haven't seen these brands before! Don't worry, I'll get you anything you want!"

"No, no, no! Renge! I'm sorry, but I can't accept your money!"

"Don't be silly, Haruhi-kun, it won't cost me anything!"

"It… won't?"

"Nope! This is my father's shop!"

Haruhi fell to the floor, despairing, black clouds above her head. Running through her head were the words 'why is everyone so damn rich around here?!'

Suddenly, she found herself being picked up and dragged to the changing room. She felt an item of clothing thrust against her chest, and she was surprised to find it was a dress.

"Uhhh, Renge-chan? Why did you give me this dress?"

Haruhi could feel her fangirling through the dressing room curtain.

"You'll look sooooooo Kawaiiiiiiiiiii!"

Haruhi rolled her eyes, but moments later stood before the hyperventilating young woman. She passed a tissue to Renge, who used it to staunch the flow of blood from her nose.

The dress was simple, but beautifully made. A light blue colour, it fell to her knees. She thanked a deity as she realised that the collar was rounded, with ruffles of the same light blue colour covering her chest. She had a black cloth belt, which exposed her slight waist. The only thing ruining the outfit were her trainers.

"You-you-you look…!" Renge started

"G-gorgeous…" Finished a very pink Tamaki.

Haruhi never thought she would say the next word out of her mouth, but never the less, it was the first thing that came to her.

"YIKES!"

She leapt back inside the changing room, panting.

"Haruhiiiii? I'm sorry! I just came in! I needed to buy a new shirt, because mine got wet.."

"At these prices… You buy new shirts… when yours gets wet?"

Haruhi fell deeper into depression.

"Haruhi… I was wondering, can I talk to you for a minute?"

She frowned "You are talking to me, senpai."

"That's not what I meant… look, can I come in?"

"I suppose"

He pulled the curtain open, and looked at her, his mouth falling open. His blush became more prominent and he probably would have fallen over had Haruhi not made him snap out of his daze.

"So?"

"It's just that I was wondering.. Would it be okay if I came and said hello to Fujioka-san tomorrow? I want to talk to him, and gain his permission to date you, if that day ever comes."

Haruhi stepped back in shock, but nodded.

"I don't think it would do you much good though, senpai, he doesn't like you very much.."

"That's okay, I'll try to fix that."

At that moment, Renge, who was waiting outside, apparently bored, tugged the blond man out, and ordered Haruhi to get changed, and to give her the dress, which she would pay for.

"No, I'm sorry, but there's no way I can accept this, despite who is paying for it."

"Don't be silly Haruhi, now give it to me! I'll give it to the host club, and you'll be able to wear it when you dress up!"

Haruhi had hung the dress up by this point, and a sneaky arm snaked around the curtain and whisked it away.

"I'll be right back!" called Renge.

Haruhi finished changing, and stepped outside. Tamaki was stood a couple of meters in front of her. When he saw her, he smiled.

"I'll see you tomorrow, at two."

"Bye" She said, as he walked away, a sweet smile on her face.

She was still half dazed as Renge handed her the bag, in which was the dress, folded neatly.

"I don't know what to say… Thankyou!"

"Oh Haruhi… Most guys wouldn't be so thrilled to receive a dress… you're so… different" She smiled.

Haruhi laughed, and for once, let herself sound feminine.

Well… It's been a while. Sorry sorry sorry, againnn! I hope you liked it. I decided to mix it up with Tamaki, because it'll be more interesting if there is some competition between characters, with your votes and Haruhi's feelings.

Thanks, 'Til next time. (Hopefully soon)