Fic: A Mistake and a Cake
Title: A Mistake and a Cake
Author: fairymage
Rating: G
Fandom: Ouran Koukou Host Club
Pairing: Er... Tamaki/Haruhi. If you put on fangirl glasses.
Notes: ryukkux requested Tamaki/Haruhi. But I sort of fail. >.< Idea from evils_twin.
The Third Music Room was oddly (as Kyouya would have said, blissfully) quiet after a busy afternoon at the Host Club. All the girls had departed over an hour ago. Mori and Honey had excused themselves half an hour after that. Haruhi had gone home ten minutes later, saying she had to go shopping and make dinner. Kyouya had retreated home to work on the accounts for the Club. The twins and Tamaki were on their way out when-
“It’s her BIRTHDAY?!”
“Shhhh!” the twins hissed in unison, clapping their hands over Tamaki’s mouth. “We’re not supposed to know.”
“En ow u u oh?” Tamaki asked.
“Kyouya-senpai told us,” they divulged, warily looking around for the said senpai. You never knew what to expect from Kyouya-senpai…
“Ow iii eee oh?”
The twins blinked in confusion. It was the most obvious thing in the world. “Kyouya-senpai knows everything. You should know that, tono.”
“Ut r ee owing u u?”
“Well, Kaoru and I were going to try to get her a present, or something. Kyouya-senpai said she doesn’t really care about her birthday, but…” Hikaru shrugged. Ooooo! Tamaki knew how Hikaru looked at Haruhi! He knew! How dare he shrug like that, as if it didn’t matter!
“Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai are arranging dinner, or something. With crab and otoro,” Kaoru added. That was more like it. Haruhi deserved something wonderful and grand that commoners didn’t get for their birthdays! The twins were so stupid. But then…
“THAT DOES IT!” Tamaki announced, exploding and shoving the twins aside. He posed triumphantly, one arm raised high in the air. “I WILL DO SOMETHING FOR MY DAUGHTER TOO!”
And then he was off, leaving a trail of dust and two bewildered twins behind him.
Hikaru blinked. “Did we even tell him when Haruhi’s birthday is?”
Kaoru shook his head. “No.”
They looked at each other and shrugged.
“He’ll call when he figures it out.”
*****
The next day Tamaki waltzed into the Third Music Room carrying a very large box, then quickly announced that all Club activities were cancelled for the day because of Haruhi’s birthday.
Had the twins received a phone call from their illustrious lord, they would have been able to tell Tamaki that Haruhi’s birthday wasn’t for another month.
Luckily, Haruhi hadn’t arrived yet.
“Tono!” Hikaru accused loudly.
“WHAT? You were the delinquents that molested your king and didn’t tell him all the information!”
“You left awfully quickly,” Kaoru pointed out.
“We thought you would call!” Hikaru added.
“They have a point, Tamaki. You should have asked for information that you lacked, should you have needed it,” Kyouya commented idly from the couch.
“I can eat it!” Honey chirped happily, eyeing the cake Tamaki had brought. “Then Haru-chan will never know!”
In a flash Tamaki was there, bending his body impossibly over and around the cake. “NO. MY CAKE.”
Honey wibbled. Mori patted his shoulder and held out another, smaller slice of chocolate cake. Instantly Honey was all smiles again, riding on Mori’s shoulder and eating cake. Tamaki relaxed a little.
“Isn’t it magnificent?” he breathed.
They all had to admit that it was a rather nice cake. It was a circular, two-layer cake, covered in fine white icing, perfectly spread without clumps. Around the edges were little white icing dots, raised just enough. Along the top faces of the layers were little red icing roses with green icing leaves. Strawberry halves finished off the bottom layer, while “Happy Birthday!” was written in neat cursive in red on the top.
“I made it myself!” Tamaki announced proudly.
Now they were doubly impressed.
“Ne, Tama-chan actually paid attention long enough to make this?” Honey asked Mori. “He’s amazing.”
“Ah,” Mori agreed.
Kyouya pushed his glasses up his nose, finished studying the cake. “I have to say, Tamaki, I’m quite impressed with your effort.”
“Eh! Tono’s pretty cool,” the twins agreed.
All the praise had caused Tamaki to launch into a lengthy speech about the virtues of their leader, and how he had gained them, and why they must look up to such an amazing cake-decorator, and somehow had turned to talking about their great plans for Haruhi’s birthday, when the door to the Third Music Room opened.
Everyone froze. Kyouya fought the urge to laugh.
“What’s going on?” she asked, looking curiously at her friends. “The sign on the door says there’s no Club today, but no one told me, so… What’s that?” she asked, peering around the twins at whatever it was Tamaki was posed in front of.
“AH NOTHING!” Tamaki and the twins yelled. Tamaki threw himself in front of the cake, while the twins converged on Haruhi to block her vision.
“It looks like cake…” Haruhi continued, standing on her tiptoes, looking almost as forlorn as Honey had when denied the cake earlier.
“Ah, it’s nothing! Nothing!” the twins insisted, pushing her away from the table. “We just needed a cake for a birthday and Tono brought this for us-“
“HOW DARE YOU!” Tamaki demanded, bursting between the twins and gesturing wildly. “THERE IS NO WAY I WOULD GIVE YOU THE CAKE THAT I MADE ESPECIALLY FOR HARUHI’S BIRTHDAY!”
Silence fell, save for Hikaru’s muttered, “Way to go, Tono.”
“My… birthday?” Haruhi asked, pointing at herself.
“Eh… heh… heh?” Tamaki laughed nervously, backing away slowly.
“How did you find out?” she asked, looking around. Her eyes fell on Kyouya, who was watching almost boredly from the couch. Never mind, she already knew.
“Then, you know that it’s not for another month?” she asked. Kyouya raised an eyebrow and tilted his head towards Tamaki. Ah, well. That made sense too.
“IT’S ALL THEIR FAULT!” Tamaki shrieked, flailing at the twins. “THEY DIDN’T TELL ME, AND NOW THEY’VE RUINED IT-“
“It’s your fault for not asking!” Hikaru accused.
“Well, it can’t be helped, ne?” Haruhi said with a smile, causing the warring parties to stop. “Shall we have cake?”
“You’re… you’re not mad?” Tamaki asked nervously, shying away from Hikaru slightly.
“No, of course not. Birthdays are really practical things, but that doesn’t make it any less nice when someone gets you a cake.” She put her bag down and picked up a knife to start cutting.
“YAY!” Tamaki leapt for joy and landed on Haruhi, hugging her around the shoulders. “Ha~ru~hi loves~ me~” he sang happily.
There was a pause, and then Haruhi smiled. “I guess so.”
"TONO!"
"Tama-chan..."
"Tamaki... why does this cake taste like salmon?"
Author: fairymage
Rating: G
Fandom: Ouran Koukou Host Club
Pairing: Er... Tamaki/Haruhi. If you put on fangirl glasses.
Notes: ryukkux requested Tamaki/Haruhi. But I sort of fail. >.< Idea from evils_twin.
The Third Music Room was oddly (as Kyouya would have said, blissfully) quiet after a busy afternoon at the Host Club. All the girls had departed over an hour ago. Mori and Honey had excused themselves half an hour after that. Haruhi had gone home ten minutes later, saying she had to go shopping and make dinner. Kyouya had retreated home to work on the accounts for the Club. The twins and Tamaki were on their way out when-
“It’s her BIRTHDAY?!”
“Shhhh!” the twins hissed in unison, clapping their hands over Tamaki’s mouth. “We’re not supposed to know.”
“En ow u u oh?” Tamaki asked.
“Kyouya-senpai told us,” they divulged, warily looking around for the said senpai. You never knew what to expect from Kyouya-senpai…
“Ow iii eee oh?”
The twins blinked in confusion. It was the most obvious thing in the world. “Kyouya-senpai knows everything. You should know that, tono.”
“Ut r ee owing u u?”
“Well, Kaoru and I were going to try to get her a present, or something. Kyouya-senpai said she doesn’t really care about her birthday, but…” Hikaru shrugged. Ooooo! Tamaki knew how Hikaru looked at Haruhi! He knew! How dare he shrug like that, as if it didn’t matter!
“Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai are arranging dinner, or something. With crab and otoro,” Kaoru added. That was more like it. Haruhi deserved something wonderful and grand that commoners didn’t get for their birthdays! The twins were so stupid. But then…
“THAT DOES IT!” Tamaki announced, exploding and shoving the twins aside. He posed triumphantly, one arm raised high in the air. “I WILL DO SOMETHING FOR MY DAUGHTER TOO!”
And then he was off, leaving a trail of dust and two bewildered twins behind him.
Hikaru blinked. “Did we even tell him when Haruhi’s birthday is?”
Kaoru shook his head. “No.”
They looked at each other and shrugged.
“He’ll call when he figures it out.”
*****
The next day Tamaki waltzed into the Third Music Room carrying a very large box, then quickly announced that all Club activities were cancelled for the day because of Haruhi’s birthday.
Had the twins received a phone call from their illustrious lord, they would have been able to tell Tamaki that Haruhi’s birthday wasn’t for another month.
Luckily, Haruhi hadn’t arrived yet.
“Tono!” Hikaru accused loudly.
“WHAT? You were the delinquents that molested your king and didn’t tell him all the information!”
“You left awfully quickly,” Kaoru pointed out.
“We thought you would call!” Hikaru added.
“They have a point, Tamaki. You should have asked for information that you lacked, should you have needed it,” Kyouya commented idly from the couch.
“I can eat it!” Honey chirped happily, eyeing the cake Tamaki had brought. “Then Haru-chan will never know!”
In a flash Tamaki was there, bending his body impossibly over and around the cake. “NO. MY CAKE.”
Honey wibbled. Mori patted his shoulder and held out another, smaller slice of chocolate cake. Instantly Honey was all smiles again, riding on Mori’s shoulder and eating cake. Tamaki relaxed a little.
“Isn’t it magnificent?” he breathed.
They all had to admit that it was a rather nice cake. It was a circular, two-layer cake, covered in fine white icing, perfectly spread without clumps. Around the edges were little white icing dots, raised just enough. Along the top faces of the layers were little red icing roses with green icing leaves. Strawberry halves finished off the bottom layer, while “Happy Birthday!” was written in neat cursive in red on the top.
“I made it myself!” Tamaki announced proudly.
Now they were doubly impressed.
“Ne, Tama-chan actually paid attention long enough to make this?” Honey asked Mori. “He’s amazing.”
“Ah,” Mori agreed.
Kyouya pushed his glasses up his nose, finished studying the cake. “I have to say, Tamaki, I’m quite impressed with your effort.”
“Eh! Tono’s pretty cool,” the twins agreed.
All the praise had caused Tamaki to launch into a lengthy speech about the virtues of their leader, and how he had gained them, and why they must look up to such an amazing cake-decorator, and somehow had turned to talking about their great plans for Haruhi’s birthday, when the door to the Third Music Room opened.
Everyone froze. Kyouya fought the urge to laugh.
“What’s going on?” she asked, looking curiously at her friends. “The sign on the door says there’s no Club today, but no one told me, so… What’s that?” she asked, peering around the twins at whatever it was Tamaki was posed in front of.
“AH NOTHING!” Tamaki and the twins yelled. Tamaki threw himself in front of the cake, while the twins converged on Haruhi to block her vision.
“It looks like cake…” Haruhi continued, standing on her tiptoes, looking almost as forlorn as Honey had when denied the cake earlier.
“Ah, it’s nothing! Nothing!” the twins insisted, pushing her away from the table. “We just needed a cake for a birthday and Tono brought this for us-“
“HOW DARE YOU!” Tamaki demanded, bursting between the twins and gesturing wildly. “THERE IS NO WAY I WOULD GIVE YOU THE CAKE THAT I MADE ESPECIALLY FOR HARUHI’S BIRTHDAY!”
Silence fell, save for Hikaru’s muttered, “Way to go, Tono.”
“My… birthday?” Haruhi asked, pointing at herself.
“Eh… heh… heh?” Tamaki laughed nervously, backing away slowly.
“How did you find out?” she asked, looking around. Her eyes fell on Kyouya, who was watching almost boredly from the couch. Never mind, she already knew.
“Then, you know that it’s not for another month?” she asked. Kyouya raised an eyebrow and tilted his head towards Tamaki. Ah, well. That made sense too.
“IT’S ALL THEIR FAULT!” Tamaki shrieked, flailing at the twins. “THEY DIDN’T TELL ME, AND NOW THEY’VE RUINED IT-“
“It’s your fault for not asking!” Hikaru accused.
“Well, it can’t be helped, ne?” Haruhi said with a smile, causing the warring parties to stop. “Shall we have cake?”
“You’re… you’re not mad?” Tamaki asked nervously, shying away from Hikaru slightly.
“No, of course not. Birthdays are really practical things, but that doesn’t make it any less nice when someone gets you a cake.” She put her bag down and picked up a knife to start cutting.
“YAY!” Tamaki leapt for joy and landed on Haruhi, hugging her around the shoulders. “Ha~ru~hi loves~ me~” he sang happily.
There was a pause, and then Haruhi smiled. “I guess so.”
"TONO!"
"Tama-chan..."
"Tamaki... why does this cake taste like salmon?"