1,000 Themes - #32
Title: Amorous
Rating: PG
Warnings: First Ouran fic?
Words: 228
Series: Ouran High School Host Club
Pairings/Characters: Tamaki x Haruhi
It was quite normal to immediately think of him when one heard the word amorous in their literature class. Bashful girls, jealous boys and fellow hosts alike would get the flashing image of blond hair and violet eyes in their minds, though the reactions to such an image were different. Some were blushes, some were groans, some were sighs, and others were just overall indifferent. Tamaki Suoh left various impressions on various people, after all.
For Haruhi Fujioka…well, she was a naturally oblivious girl. The sighs and groans and blushes were barely taken note of, for she never thought of him as amorous. Just annoying and overly flirtatious.
It was odd. While she described him as such, she was, in fact, victim to his beguilement, though she wasn’t aware of it about three-fourths of the time. But even this seemingly clueless student eventually got a clue that maybe she liked the founder of the Ouran High School Host Club. She wasn’t quite sure, never could be, what with Hikaru and Kaoru kidnapping her onto random adventures, leaving hardly any time to be around Tamaki.
She shrugged it off and tapped her pencil lightly against her lip. Well, if she was attracted to the ever-amorous Tamaki, then she wouldn’t let it show during hosting hours. The last thing she needed was Renge and her brigade of fangirls squealing, “MOE!”
Rating: PG
Warnings: First Ouran fic?
Words: 228
Series: Ouran High School Host Club
Pairings/Characters: Tamaki x Haruhi
It was quite normal to immediately think of him when one heard the word amorous in their literature class. Bashful girls, jealous boys and fellow hosts alike would get the flashing image of blond hair and violet eyes in their minds, though the reactions to such an image were different. Some were blushes, some were groans, some were sighs, and others were just overall indifferent. Tamaki Suoh left various impressions on various people, after all.
For Haruhi Fujioka…well, she was a naturally oblivious girl. The sighs and groans and blushes were barely taken note of, for she never thought of him as amorous. Just annoying and overly flirtatious.
It was odd. While she described him as such, she was, in fact, victim to his beguilement, though she wasn’t aware of it about three-fourths of the time. But even this seemingly clueless student eventually got a clue that maybe she liked the founder of the Ouran High School Host Club. She wasn’t quite sure, never could be, what with Hikaru and Kaoru kidnapping her onto random adventures, leaving hardly any time to be around Tamaki.
She shrugged it off and tapped her pencil lightly against her lip. Well, if she was attracted to the ever-amorous Tamaki, then she wouldn’t let it show during hosting hours. The last thing she needed was Renge and her brigade of fangirls squealing, “MOE!”