Mix 7: Awkward!

"I've packed everything except…"

Tamaki looked at his bed and walked over to where an ugly stuffed brown lay amongst the large feather pillows and dark blue comforter. He always took Kuma-chan on any trip he went on but since he was to share a room with Sally, he saw no need to take the companion he had since he was born. Part of him knew he could not sleep without it but another part of him knew if he did take his bear, then Sally would probably laugh at him.

Sighing he paced around the room weighing the pluses and minuses of the situation. If he brought the bear then he probably could sneak it out of his bag when everyone else was asleep or he would pretend that he packed it accidentally and feign a story of needing it for luck.

"Tamaki stop being an idiot and just pack the ugly thing,"

Tamaki turned around and glared at Kyouya who was sitting on the floor going through the schedule the host club had for the next three weeks. He knew his friend would not understand as he too had a teddy bear he brought everywhere with him but chose to keep it a secret. "You don't understand leaving Kuma-chan behind is the worst offense I could commit."

"That ratty old thing doesn't have feelings," Kyouya said shaking his head. "Just leave it behind and be done with it."

"You wouldn't leave Shadow behind," Tamaki pointed out. "And he's more of a ratty old thing with no feelings."

"Shadow has feelings," Kyouya shrugged. "He also makes for a good listener unlike your ratty old bear that stares at you with its soulless eyes."

"He has a soul!" Tamaki snapped and finally threw Kuma-chan into his suitcase on top of his clothes. "I'm taking him with me just because to prove that he has feelings!"

Kyouya gave a low chuckle. "Whatever you say Tamaki," he looked at him a moment. "So I am guessing your invite here was to talk rather than discuss our plans for the host club?"

"Kyouya, you're more experienced than I am," Tamaki shut his suitcase, crossed the room and sat down on the floor across from Kyouya. "You've been with plenty of girls and you have lost your vir—"

"No I have not!" Kyouya snapped glaring at his best friend. "I've only been on one or two dates at the insistence of my father. The old man has some kind of fetish for seeing me miserable or something."

"Well you've had some experience with girls," Tamaki said. "And you do know what to talk about with them."

"Maybe you should ask Kaoru about this," Kyouya pointed out. "He and Hikaru have been on an equal number of dates."

"I don't trust a word of what those doppelgangers have to say," Tamaki mumbled.

"Ask Mori-senpai,"

"Why would I ask Mori-senpai? He has never been out on a date." Tamaki pointed out.

"Mori-senpai's seeing someone," Kyouya said pulling out his notebook. "He's currently seeing a girl in our class actually…her name is Mimi McGinnis."

"Mori-senpai's dating someone and he never mentioned it?" Tamaki fell silent and began to think. "I rather not ask him…he might not want to share his secrets…wait what am I thinking! I am spending the night with a girl! I cannot think of it as a date!"

"Tamaki, we've all told you that you'll be fine," Kyouya rolled his eyes. "You've been alone with Sally-san before right?"

"Yeah, but we're normally at the arcade or at the roller rink," Tamaki said. "There is no way I can just change all that when it's an overnight experience."

"Tamaki, I hate to say this but you need to learn on your own," Kyouya stood up and gathered up his things. "I cannot help you and no one in the club can. You need to learn on your own."

Tamaki frowned and thought for a moment. "How would you like your own autographed poster of Beyoncé?"

Kyouya stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at Tamaki. "What are you talking about?"

"I was going to wait until your birthday to give it to you but this is an emergency," Tamaki said. "When my dad was in America for a business trip, he got the chance to get an autographed poster after I offhandedly mentioned how much you loved her."

"I don't believe you."

Tamaki got up and went over to his drawer, he opened it and pulled out a rolled up poster. As he carefully unrolled it, he saw that Kyouya was staring open mouthed at it. "See? It has her signature and everything."

"That isn't real,"

"Oh but it is," Tamaki smiled and began rolling up the poster to put it away. "You help me with my problem with Sally and I'll give you this poster of your beloved Beyoncé."

Kyouya went silent and pushed up his glasses. He did not want to interfere in Tamaki's affairs but that damn Suou held a bargaining chip that he could not resist and he knew now that since he knew that Tamaki had something that he wanted and would not be able to hold out until his birthday. Sighing, he finally decided that he needed to choose the only thing important to him.

"Give me the poster and I'll help you." Kyouya held out his hand expectantly. "And don't wrinkle it either."

"Thank you Kyouya!" Tamaki handed over the poster and laughed. "Make sure you send me texts of what I should do and say when I am with Sally!"

Kyouya nodded. "Fine," He left the room, as he got outside he carefully unrolled the poster and his eyes searched it for a moment before taking note of the signature. He instantly recognized it and narrowed his eyes. "TAMAKI THIS ISN'T HER SIGNATURE!" he screamed in fury. "YOU HAD HIKARU FORGE IT!"

"Ok, I'm going to bring this with me," Sally laughed as she held up a pair of red jeans hanging on a hanger with a dark pink tube top that had a matching light pink belt. She smiled brightly turning to the person on the computer screen. "What do you think?"

The girl on the screen laughed quietly. "That's nice Sally but I don't understand why you're packing an extra outfit if you're going to a band competition."

"In case there's a dance club nearby," Sally shrugged and packed the clothes in her suitcase. "Anyway, I heard that I'll need a formal outfit since there will be an awards ceremony and I'll need to be there to represent the whole band with Tamaki-senpai."

"I see, but you never did tell me about this Tamaki-senpai that has gotten you all giddy," the brunette girl twirled a strand of hair in her finger.

"What is there to tell?" Sally shut her suitcase and sat on top of it to keep it closed as she locked it. "He's a real cool kind of cat. He is normally dramatic when he is around his friends but I see more to him and we hang out. You know bros before hoes."

"Sally you're calling yourself a hoe," The brunette pointed out. "So it's not bros before hoes."

"It is so!" Sally snapped. "Anyway, we have to kick ass at the competition and I want to be sure our routine is on point. We have this bad ass entrance of when we come in."

"Uh-huh and you're all right with sharing a room with him?"

"Listen Carla, you should know that I've bunked with a lot of guys before." Sally rolled her eyes and sat down at her computer. "Remember those dudes we stayed with during that party? They didn't try anything with us and they were so cool about us staying."

"Yeah, but I still worry," Carla shook her head. "Anyway, if you want to talk to me about your choice then call me. Other than that, I will talk to you later. I have to go to school."

"All right see you later Carla," Sally smiled and ended the voice chat as she shut down her computer and began looking up at the ceiling. She did not need to worry about anything and considering that she was tough there was no way that Tamaki would attempt to do anything.

"Hikaru, are you going to help the boss?"

Kaoru sat cross-legged on his bed as he watched Hikaru messily toss things into a duffle bag sitting amongst the clutter that was once his bed. "You do know that he will need help when it comes to spending the night with a girl."

"I'm not the boss's babysitter," Hikaru picked up a pair of socks and sniffed them before making a face and tossing them over his shoulder onto the floor. "I'm borrowing a pair of your socks Kaoru."

Kaoru glared and jumped off his bed and ran over to his dresser. He quickly blocked it and glared at Hikaru. "Why don't you have the maids wash your socks? Stop trying to steal mine!"

"Come on Kaoru it's just two pairs of socks." Hikaru grumbled and pushed Kaoru to the side as he opened the drawer. He began searching through it for a long moment trying to find what he was looking for.

"Hikaru, don't go in my sock drawer without my permission," Kaoru tried to pull Hikaru's hands from out of the drawer but was unable to. "Please have the maids wash yours!"

"They won't be ready in time for tomorrow," Hikaru hummed and found the pair he was looking for. "These are nice."

"No! Absolutely not, those are the socks that grandma got me for Christmas," Kaoru snapped. "Those are my favorite pair!"

"Why? They're just a pair of plain white socks,"

"Plain white socks, these are not just plain white socks," Kaoru snatched them from Hikaru and upturned the cuff of the sock to reveal the letter K sewn in them. "These are personalized monogramed socks!"

"So what, I can remove the stitches and make it an H." Hikaru shrugged. "So let me borrow these and you can borrow anything of mine."

"Borrow something of yours?"

"Yeah, but you should do the sniff test first."

"You seriously do the sniff test?"

"Yeah, it saves time; I do the test with my uniforms all the time."

Kaoru stared in horror at Hikaru's side of their bedroom and shuddered at the thought of borrowing anything belonging to his brother. He was fearful of being swallowed whole by the growing pile of doom in the corner. Maybe once Hikaru was gone on this trip he could clean up the room and save his sanity as well as preventing spill over from the toxic wasteland known as Hikaru's side.

"So can I borrow these?" Hikaru asked holding up the socks once more. "I promise to be careful with them."

"Fine, but you'll need to sign them out," Kaoru grabbed a clipboard off the dresser and held it out to Hikaru. "Sign and date it."

"When the hell did you become so anal about neatness?" Hikaru snatched the clipboard and went through the contract that Kaoru wanted him to sign. "Where the hell did you get this?"

"Kyouya-senpai wrote it for me," Kaoru said shrugging. "Sign on the line with the X."

Hikaru signed it and was about to hand it back to Kaoru. "What?"

"Initial here and birthdate on the line below it."

"You know my birthdate, we share it!"

"Just do it,"

Hikaru signed it and shoved it back at Kaoru. "Here is your damn sock contract!" he said in fury. "Is there anything else I need to do?"

"Yeah," Kaoru took the socks and put them in a small silk bag. "There you go, and please send them to the dry cleaners after you've worn them. I think the hotel you're staying at will have that dry cleaning service."

Hikaru glared and threw the silk bag into his duffle bag but not before stealing one of Kaoru's clean white shirts to take with him. "Dry cleaning socks my ass." He grumbled.

Tamaki sat his bag down as one of the drivers loaded it onto the bus the band was taking to the competition in Kyoto. He shakily ran a hand through his hair as he looked behind him and saw that Sally was talking with a few girls who were on color guards. He knew he would have to spend five hours and thirty-seven minutes travelling.

"Hey boss, are you nervous about the competition?" Hikaru asked sitting his duffle bag down. "It's going to be a huge competition and I heard that Saint Lobelia have a brand new drumline section and that girl from the Zuka club is a drum major."

"I see,"

"We'll beat her," Sally smiled put a hand on her hip and smiled. "We're the best band in the country, we can kick ass with our routines not to mention that Tamaki and I will have the most bad ass entrance, we're going to be amazing right?"

"Sally, I am needed over there!" Tamaki rushed off towards the bus and boarded it rather quickly. He did not bother to look back nor did he hear Sally calling out telling him that she was going to sit with him.

"What's with him?"

"Awesome, look at the view from here!"

Sally rushed into the hotel and dropped her bag onto the floor once the door to the room opened. Her eyes shined while staring outside at the view of the ocean from the room. She silently cursed that she did not bring her swimsuit to go to the beach. She turned around and smiled at Tamaki with a bright smile. "Hey dude how about once we practice today we should go for a jog by the beach?"

Tamaki stayed silent and sat on the bed; he was not able to say anything. The day had come and he was somewhat alone with Sally. He ignored Akira's presence in the room and focused solely on Sally.

"Dude what's wrong?" Sally looked into his face and tilted her head to the side. "Wow you don't look so good."

"I'm tired," Tamaki lied. "I'll need to rest before we go to practice later on, so I should be refreshed for it."

"Ok?" Sally shrugged. "Well will you be ok here with Akira while I am gone? I was going to go downstairs and buy some snacks and then check out that awesome pool I saw when we were coming in."

"Sure…"

"You want me to bring you anything?" Sally asked curiously at the door. "I don't mind getting it for you."

"No! It's fine!" Tamaki said quickly and laid down curling up. "I'll be fine don't worry."

"All right," Sally left the room and shut the door behind her. She wondered what was wrong and began to question if maybe Tamaki did not want to be her friend anymore.

After a few minutes Tamaki was asleep, he curled up in the middle of the bed and holding a pillow close to him. All the nervousness within him melted away with each breath he took.

"Suou are you awake?" Akira asked poking Tamaki in the shoulder trying to see if he would wake up. He raised an eyebrow when Tamaki merely turned over and did not wake up from his slumber. He took this as a sign to go through Tamaki's bags and find something for blackmail material to publish in the school newspaper.

"Suou has a teddy bear?" Akira smiled as he pulled the bear from Tamaki's suitcase and smirked. "This will be a good article to go into the newspaper. I just need pictures to prove it." He walked over to where Tamaki slept to put the bear next to him.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" Sally demanded from the doorway. She sat down the bag she held in her hands and stomped over to Akira. "Drop the bear now Akira or so help me you'll need someone to donate some balls to you when I am done with you."

Akira turned around and saw Sally. "S-Sally...I was just giving Suou his teddy bear so he can be comfortable while he sleeps."

"Uh-huh and I just saw Elvis down in the lobby," Sally took one-step forward and saw Akira backing up. "Now, I'll give you until the count of one to take your slimy ass downstairs and tell the band director to switch you to another room."

"You cannot…"

"Oh yes I can,"

Sally took three steps and was in Akira's face, she glared down the senior without a flinch or a look of fear. "I've fought dudes with bigger balls than you and trust me when I say I'll hang your ass off that balcony like Michael Jackson."

Akira inched past Sally and once he got the door he threw it open and ran out of the room. He didn't look back at the girl nor did he bother to take his things with him. He knew that he should not have tried to blackmail Tamaki, Not as long as the young Suou had friends that protected him twenty-four hours a day.

"Fucking asshole," Sally put Kuma-chan back into Tamaki's bag and shut it as she took a seat on the second bed and turned on the television. She flipped through the channels before settling on a music video channel.

Two hours later Tamaki woke up and looked around, for a brief second he had forgotten where he was until he took note of Sally sitting on the second bed watching television. He did not say a word and merely got out of the bed and rubbed the side of his head.

"Dude, did you have a good sleep?" Sally asked not taking her eyes off the television for one second. "I hope you don't mind that it's just us in this room. I had to kick Akira's shady ass out of here for trying to blackmail you."

"We're going to be alone in here?" Tamaki asked. "But…but isn't there some else that can take Akira's place?"

"Dude, it's fine," Sally waved a dismissive hand. "I trust you and I know you won't try anything unless you want to get your blonde ass kicked."

Tamaki was about to object when he saw Sally get off the bed and turn around in front of him. His face turned bright red as he questioned what she was doing.

"Dude, can you help me unzip this?" Sally asked lifting the back of her hair up so he could reach the top of the zipper. "This damn school uniform's back zipper is a bitch to reach and since my maid isn't here I cannot do it myself."

"Sally I…I can't…"

"Dude, just help me."

Tamaki's hands shakily reached the back of the uniform and he managed to grip the small zipper pull and began pulling it down slowly. He tried to close his eyes but felt that he would make it worse if his hand brushed against another part of Sally's body.

"I seriously cannot believe that dude had the nerve to use your teddy bear against you," Sally mumbled. "Who the hell does that? Blackmailing people is wrong."

"Yeah it's wrong," Tamaki backed away once the zipper was undone. "It's a little sneaky to try to blackmail someone."

"Exactly," Sally slipped her arms out of her school uniform and began pulling it off not caring that Tamaki was in the room. "If it was someone I knew that tried doing that I'd kick their ass up and down the street, twice."

Tamaki blushed bright red and looked away once more of Sally's skin was revealed. He did not want to peek at her nor did he want to think about her as more than a friend.

"You know, I think I should kick his ass anyway," Sally stepped out of the uniform and was wearing a tank top and a pair of shorts. She looked at Tamaki a moment. "Dude you're really red…don't tell me you're getting sick on me."

"Sally maybe you should get dressed in something else?" Tamaki asked covering his eyes. "It's indecent for me to see you like that."

"What are ya some kind of boob hater?" Sally questioned. "And I am dressed, these are my underwear. And a sports bra."

"Sally, please?"

"Fine, I was going to shower anyway. You did promise we'd go out for a jog before practice." Sally winked at him and headed to the bathroom. "By the way, I am glad you're my friend and didn't try to cop a feel."

When the door shut behind Sally and once he heard the lock click. Tamaki collapsed onto the nearby chair and groaned. It was going to be a long two-day trip and he knew he would probably have to survive by sleeping out on the balcony.

Author Notes: Oh, my so much happened in this chapter and it will only get worse as Chapter 8 comes up. We all know how Tamaki feels about sharing a room with Sally but what we also do not know is if he is starting to have feelings for her and if Sally is starting to feel something for him. Only time will tell and as always I love, getting reviews and knowing that people are actually reading this story. It gives me encouragement to finish this. Thank you so much for reading and I will see you all in the next chapter bye!