Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran, but I do love it when couples have tons of different kinds of cake at their reception (the best one was the tiny chocolate cupcakes with peanut butter frosting, garnished with a tiny peanut butter cup, which were sitting next to the lime cupcakes with margarita frosting, garnished with salt and a tiny slice of lime).
Haruhi walked down the darkened sidewalk, wearing her boyfriend's suit jacket over the adorable dress the twins had designed for her just for the occasion. She had the bouquet she had caught in one hand while the other was held by the man she loved.
"Hey, Haru-chan, what kind of cake do you think we should have at our wedding?" he asked.
Haruhi laughed. "Every kind, of course!"
He was quiet for a moment, and a few minutes later, he tugged on her hand. She tilted his direction, pulled off balance a little in the low heels she still wasn't used to wearing. When she righted herself, she found Mitsukuni kneeling at her feet.
"Does that mean you will, Haru-chan? Will you marry me?"
A blush of surprise appeared on Haruhi's face, and she opened her mouth to laugh, assuming that he was joking. But he reached up into the pocket of the jacket she was wearing and revealed a small box. She'd wondered what had been bouncing against her hip as they walked, and when he opened it to appeal to her with the most beautifully simple and elegant piece of jewelry that she'd ever seen, there was nothing else to say but "yes!"
Author's Note (July 26, 2014): For guests, cake is one of the best things about a wedding. I'd love to crash Hani and Haruhi's, just for the cake. Thanks for reading!