Special Day!
Title: Surprise!
Pairing: None
Rating: PG
Genre: General, Humor
Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran or any of its characters.
Summary: Tamaki has something special in store for Haruhi, and he's determined not to mess up.
Spoilers: None
Dedicated to krysyuy
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“Tono,” one of the twins whispered quietly. “Explain again why we are doing this…?”
Tamaki turned around, cradling the box in his arms protectively like what a child might do with his most prized possession.
“What do you mean?” the junior said, blinking at the suddenness of the question.
“You know.” Hikaru waved an arm around for emphasis. “All this sneaking around.”
Kaoru elbowed him lightly. “We’ve been spying on her for a while. Who says that today’s any different?”
The other Hitachiin sighed. “It’s just that… Never mind.”
“Because,” Tamaki replied, now stroking the nondescript box with obvious affection. “My daughter deserves much more than what we’ve been doing for her these past few days. I’ve worked very hard to ensure that everything goes right!”
“Anosaa,” Hikaru remarked, drawing his arms to his hips. “Are you sure this isn’t because you just found out yesterday that today is Ha-”
Tamaki lunged forward to clap a hand over the first-year’s mouth, bringing a finger in front of his own. “Shh!”
“Hikaru!” Kaoru hissed, mirroring Tamaki’s motions. “You’re not supposed to say that word out loud! Tono spent all of yesterday making that,” he motioned to the box with his head, “by himself. Besides, what if she hears you?”
“What if I hear what?”
The unexpected arrival of another voice made them all start and jump in the air together. Their sudden, collective action made them look as if they were caught engaging in a secretive activity they shouldn’t have been doing.
Tamaki quickly hid his box behind his back and the twins stood on either side of him, hiding the object from Haruhi’s view.
“Nothing!” they shouted in unison. That made Haruhi’s eyebrows quirk up in skeptism.
“Hmm? Are you sure?”
Haruhi peered suspiciously at the trio who were now sweating at her close proximity. Tamaki tried to diffuse the situation by drawing her attention away.
“I-it’s really nothing! Haruhi. Now if you’ll just. Go on your way. There isn’t - anything! Going on. So just. Go to class and. We’ll see you at the Host Club. Later. Okay?”
Haruhi just stared, wondering why his voice was so abnormal and his sentences were chopped up. Tamaki mentally cursed at how unnatural he sounded as he tried to convince her to go away. Eventually, she seemed to buy his excuse and left the three high schoolers behind, shaking her head all the while.
“Phew. Close call,” Kaoru breathed in relief after he could no longer see Haruhi's retreating back.
His brother agreed. “Yeah, thanks Tono.”
“Well, at least she didn’t find out,” Tamaki argued.
“But she almost did. Anyway, did you see that look on her face?”
“Scary!”
“Let’s go get ready before anything else happens.”
They all nodded and scampered off in the opposite direction that Haruhi had left.
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Haruhi paused before the doors leading to the Third Music Room, wondering if she should be afraid. There were shuffling sounds coming from inside, and an occasional shout or two. She winced as she heard bodies colliding, followed by a crash and obscenities from more than one person’s mouth.
She sighed and pushed the door open, half expecting to see the room redecorated into a jungle, the Host Club members dressed in another tacky outfit from Brazil or Italy or whatever their King had in mind.
Instead, she was mildly surprised to see that the room was pretty much the same save for a few minor differences. There was no jungle, no rice-paper walls, no extravagant layout of another place or time period - nothing. Everything was amazingly normal.
Huh. Imagine that. And Tamaki-sempai said that he had wanted to dress up as something exotic today.
Speaking of which, where was everyone? Weren’t they all here just a second ago?
Something was very wrong here…
Suddenly, something exploded above her, causing her to nearly jump out of her own skin. That was followed by a succession of loud pops, streamers flying through the air and confetti falling from the ceiling.
“Happy Birthday Haruhi!”
Haruhi was honestly surprised this time - even more so when the rest of the Host Club came out with a cart full of presents and confections.
There was a cake set out for her, with “otanjoubiomedetou haruhichan” written out in a childish scrawl. It was obvious that Tamaki had done the icing because it was a bit skewed; the cake was a little crooked, making the little flowery decorations look like they were going to slide off at any given moment.
“Do you like it? I made the cake myself! I used the cookbook you got me a few weeks ago from the supermarket. Isn’t it pretty? I spent all night yesterday trying to make it perfect for my lovely daughter! And I brought it to school in a cardboard box so that you wouldn’t find out, and the twins nearly spoiled the surprise when you caught us in the hallway, but it was a good thing that you didn’t see it, otherwise-”
“Tamaki-sempai,” Haruhi cut in, the babble going over her head - she had stopped trying to make sense of his rambles long ago - and out the window. “Who told you this?”
Suoh Tamaki halted in his tirade and paused, wondering why she looked so surprised and out of place.
“Why, Kyoya mentioned it once in passing. He said that someone’s,” he pointed at her, “special day was coming up very soon. Of course, he never said, but he obviously meant you because I never got to find out when your birthday was, and Kyoya said that the 12th of October-”
She should have known. Leave it to the Shadow King to pull things along in the background.
“Sempai,” she called out, trying to regain his attention.
“-wasn’t sure if you would like strawberry or vanilla better, so I decided to be safe and mixed both flavors into the batter-”
That wasn’t working. She was going to have to call louder.
“Sempai.”
“-but then I thought that chocolate went better with the strawberries, so I added in a bunch of cocoa chunks to compliment the strawberries, but Kaoru said that I wasn’t supposed to add that stuff in until later, so I tried to take it out-”
“Sempai!”
“Yes, Haruhi?”
He stopped talking, but his face was just so happy that she felt as if she didn’t have the right to ruin the moment. He looked like a very pleased (and not to mention, adorable) puppy, and she couldn’t help but feel like she was going to deliver it a kick or two.
“My birthday isn’t for another four months.”
There was a long moment of silence as Tamaki’s world came crashing down.
“B-but. Kyoya! He said…”
Haruhi sighed.
“Kyoya-sempai knew I was a girl from the very beginning. He probably has seen my records already.”
“Then today - today’s not…?”
“My birthday is on February 4th.”
Tamaki nearly collapsed to the floor in tears.
Fin.
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Happy Birthday, Krys! *hugs*
Goodness, I rushed like mad to post this up. Started typing an hour ago and sped like hell to get it submitted before midnight. I appologize if anything is messed up as a consequence. XD
x-posted to: ouranhostclub and FFN
~ Ika