EVENT - MADAMS' BALL
WHO: The Madam, her girls, and anyone who so desires to attend.
WHAT: It's time to celebrate the changing of Season, so what better way than with a party? :)
WHERE: The Castles Courtyard.
WHEN: 09/15/09
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The ecstasy, the being free, the big black cloud over you and me )
Haruhi curved her lips into a closed-lipped smile directed at her senpai, as her hands released the death-grip on her dress, and clasped them behind her back, unsure of what to do with them. She scanned the crowd who were slowly making their way into the courtyard, and so far she knew none. She started unconsciously rocking back and forth on her feet, making her dress bounce around her waist slightly.
"I'm sure I will," she told Tamaki, meeting his gaze.
He looked impeccable in his tuxedo. Of course, he always did, and he could quite possibly make every teenage girl in attendance swoon with just a look. She let out a small chuckle at the thought. Some things just wouldn't change, no matter the setting.
Finally she said, "You look nice too, senpai."
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"Thanks." Hearing Haruhi's compliment, Tamaki turned back towards her. "You know, this tie and vest are actually from here. It's surprising. With the lack of technology, I wonder how they make such detailed clothing." He smiled, his curiousity lightening the mood for him.
There was an awkward pause before Tamaki met Haruhi's eyes again. "There's not too much dancing music playing right now. Want to see if they have any snacks?"
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To his suggestion about the snacks, she nodded, thankful to move again. For a second, she even wondered if she could sit down in the dress. She pushed the thought aside as she realized her stomach was growling. She didn't eat at all today. So she answered Tamaki with a nod and said, "Yeah. I'm kind of hungry."
Haruhi was doubtful they'd have any ootoro here, but she'd eat whatever was there anyway. Not like she had much of a preference for food. Food was food, and that was it. Besides, eating something might get the feeling of butterflies in her stomach to go away.
And wait, she thought to herself, realizing his quick comment about "dancing music," did he expect to dance with me? There was a quick flashback in her mind to the end of the Ouran Fair, where she actually had her last dance with Tamaki... right before she ended up here.
She followed him, in search of snacks.
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He nodded and led them to the table which had the snacks. Looking back and forth, finally, Tamaki took a small, triangle cut sandwhich that was on the tray in front of him and bit it. "Mmm, these are goods. There's some chocolates and desserts further down the table." He looked at Haruhi. "What do you have a taste for?"
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But the piece of carrot was helping her stomach. After finishing it, she grabbed a napkin and placed several other vegetables on it and continued to eat.
She looked down in the direction of the desserts that Tamaki-senpai pointed out. They were the most decadent sweets she'd ever seen. Chocolates, cakes, pies, and tarts. Hunny-senpai would've had a ball at that table, she thought absentmindedly.
"Let's go look at the desserts," she said as she finished her food.
A random person accidentally bumped into her then. It was just a slight nudge, purely innocent, but it caused her to stumble forward slightly, and grab Tamaki's wrist to balance herself again.
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He nodded to her, heading towards the desserts table. Tamaki turned his head, looking at everyone else at the ball. They all had such beautiful clothing and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. It was like the events the host club had. He just wanted to see everyone cheerful.
Tamaki's eyes snapped open as Haruhi grabbed his wrist. He turned quickly. At first, he thought that maybe, she could be trying something but noticing her face, Tamaki shook the thought from his head. He reached over Haruhi and put his hand on her shoulder, trying to help her steady herself. "Are you okay?" Tamaki asked her with a concerned look on his face.
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"I'm fine," she told him as she brushed her hair out of her eyes. She had only been here for two months, but her hair had already started to grow out. It was still short enough not to pull back, but her bangs had seriously started to grow out. She figured she would need some sort of a haircut soon.
"Let's go to the dessert table, hm?" she said and started in that direction.
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At once, Tamaki took a step away so he was out of reach. He mentally shook his head. He couldn't go around, thinking of feeling Haruhi's hair. If Haruhi noticed how he was acting, she'd be freaked out. He sighed to himself. Who would have thought it was this hard to be friends with someone you loved more than a friend?
"Yeah. Dessert." He nodded his head, following Haruhi. As they made their way to the table, Tamaki noticed a few pieces of vanilla cake with white frosting and topped with a single strawberry. Haruhi liked strawberries, right? "These look good, don't you think?" He picked up two plates and held one out to Haruhi, hoping she liked this kind of cake.
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The first thing she did was pick the strawberry off the top of the slice of cake. Then she took a bite. The strawberry was delicious. She hadn't had one in a while, and these were exceptionally sweet and mouth-watering. It was like a sweet explosion in her mouth.
The funny thing about Haruhi was that she wasn't a sweets type of person. Sure, she would indulge herself every once in a while, but desserts weren't on the top of her "things to eat" list. She also wasn't a big fan of icing. So when she finally got to the cake, she took her fork and skimmed off the icing that covered the top of the slice, and eventually took her first bite.
As she continued to eat her piece of cake, she observed the slowly-filling dance floor. So far, everyone she watched was pretty good at... whatever the dance they were dancing was. She just noticed all the twirling the women were doing, probably prompted by their partners. Haruhi wasn't the most knowledgeable person in those matters.
When she was finished, she placed the plate back on the table Tamaki had grabbed it from, and clasped her hands behind her back again.
"You know, I wonder who left this dress for me," she said, trying to start some sort of intelligent conversation between her and her senpai. "It's too weird how it just fit me perfectly and all."
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