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Who: Tamaki and Haruhi F.
Where: Somni streets and around
Style: Third
Status: Closed... but again, who knows what interruptions might be necessary.

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While Haruhi was feeling awkward about her clothing, Tamaki was feeling just nervous and awkward in general. Any other time this would seem like just another outing together, but no. He was a young man on a mission! Just an hour before, he had been going over his notes and the route he had planned (several hours before that he was going through his closet trying to figure out what to wear).

First they would hit the shops along the closed off streets, and then make their way to the village. Anything missed could be done either the following day or that Sunday.

He only had three days to make it to his final goal: his confession to Haruhi.

Yes, he was determined to finally tell her sometime during this festival. And what better time than this? There were always legends about festivals and couples getting together, weren't there!? He had tried to look up various local Somarium legends about such things for this particular Autumn festival, but he hadn't had time to do a complete check

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She'd just flopped down onto her bed when the doorbell buzzed. Haruhi rolled with a sigh to return to her feet, picking up a small purse in which she carried her money. For just a moment a thought, unbidden, flashed through her head-- it's as though he's picking me up for a date-- but she turned red at her silliness and pushed the thought from her mind. She didn't know how that worked, anyway. For once she almost wished Mei or Hikaru were there to tell her she was being stupid.

Groaning, Haruhi made her way to the door. She wasn't sure how she should act... she couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious when she opened the door. But she also knew Tamaki would be Tamaki, and she wouldn't be feeling so for long. She hoped.

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When she opened the door, Tamaki just automatically raised a hand in greeting. "Haruhi! I'm here..."

And that's when he finally noticed how she was actually dressed. One could just imagine the frame of sparkles and flower petals that was bordering his vision. With a dash of sparkles.

Immediately he felt the back of his neck flush, and he could only hope it wasn't carrying over to his face. Just in case, he quickly cleared his throat and stepped to the side to allow her to come out.

Not a date, not a date, not a date, not a date--

"So I was, ah, thinking we should stop by the Shopping District since that's closest," he managed to say, glancing at her. Aaaah she looks so cute! And her hair...did she do something to it? It looks different somehow...

Really, if he was like this now, one had to wonder what he would be like if they were on an actual real date.

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"Sure," Haruhi agreed with a nod. "I heard there's an open apple orchard somewhere, too, that I want to see... it'd be good to have some fresh apples." She looked up the as though remembering something. "Unless there's somewhere you'd like to go...? The festival won't be over for a few days, so nothing's urgent."