So Many Problems (OHSHC) [Haruhi x Tamaki] {COMPLETE}

Chapter 30

Tamaki took a deep breath through his nose--ow. His head pounded and his eyes hurt. He must have slept too long.

That's when he noticed the figure in his arms.

He snapped his eyes open and looked at Haruhi, who was fast asleep, snuggled into his bare chest. Who undressed him?

He glanced around with a little difficulty for fear of waking Haruhi. He could see a figure in the other bed. Must be Rei. When he strained to look farther behind, to the alarm clock, he caught the numbers 2:28.

Tamaki blew out a silent sigh. He'd been sleeping for hours. Dumb jet-lag.

He shuddered when he moved. His head felt as if it was about to implode. Tamaki stood carefully, being absolutely sure not to wake Haruhi, or Rei, and made his way to the bathroom. Maybe a shower would help.

-&-

A shower did help. So did brushing his teeth and putting on deodorant and fresh underwear. And by the time he was out, Haruhi was just getting up.

He almost burst into laughter at her disheveled appearance. But she was so cute that it was impossible. Her eyes looked around the room tiredly, lazily. Finally, they landed on his half-naked form, and that woke her up easily.

"Senpai, put on some clothes!" she hissed. "What if Rei sees you?"

He shrugged. "What if Rei sees me?" he asked. "I have shorts on."

"Briefs," she corrected in a scolding tone.

"Same thing," he chuckled. "Come on, get up. I'll treat you to breakfast."

She looked to the clock. "It's almost three," she remarked.

"Okay, then a nice dinner. Go shower. I'm gonna get dressed. I'll be in the lobby waiting for you."

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"I'm sorry, sir, the lobby is closed until further notice," an American woman told him. Tamaki didn't understand a word, but by her hand gestures, he understood. Somewhat. He nodded with his signature, womanizer-smile and headed to the pool instead. Haruhi would find him.

When he stepped out, it was crowded with loud, laughing children and neglectful parents. There were two pools; one pool was more popular than the other. Tamaki was curious, but decided to just try it later that night.

As he took a seat in a free chair, he looked around, smiling at the kids who cannon-balled into the water, sending it flying everywhere. When they came back up, their laughs echoed.

Suddenly, a man all clad in black stood, moving out of harms way. Who wants to get wet when you're dressed like that? Tamaki thought. He's a little creepy.

And familiar.

As Tamaki looked closer, he noticed that the way he walked was familiar. And the way he dressed. And the way he scowled over his black shades down at the book in his hands. Who is he? I can't put my finger on it...

Catching his attention, the door to the outside pool-area opened. His heart picked up at the sight of Haruhi. She was wearing a knee-length dress with long sleeves that was the color of snow, making her light skin seem darker. Her hair still looked a little wet from her shower. That didn't take long.

Tamaki stood and smiled widely. "You look beautiful," he told her when he approached. He kissed her cheek, ignoring the stares from almost everyone.

"Thank you," she said, blushing. "Can we go? This is a little embarrassing."

"Absolutely. You'll have to speak English for me. I don't understand a word these Americans are saying."