Anime One-Shots

The Price of Commoner's Coffee (Tamaki x Chayse)

My close friend, Chayse, asked me to write a one-shot about her and Tamaki Suoh from OHSHC, so here it is. I love her dearly, and I hope that she'll enjoy this fic.

Thanks for reading.

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Tamaki was so, freaking, close to my face. I mean, it took all my might not to grab him and kiss him RIGHT. THERE. I totally would, had I not been raised to be a perfect young lady. Man, I hated having such perfectionist parents. Being rich came with a price.

"And there!" he smiles, showing me a dark brown liquid swishing around in a tea cup. "That's how you make commoner's coffee, love!" My cheeks rise in color. He just called me love. "Want me to feed it to ya, you precious little flower you?"

"U-uh, I-I got it," I mumble, clumsily taking the cup and drinking it. The warm liquid ran down my throat, and I sigh. Commoner's coffee was much better than I had previously anticipated. We made a bet as to what coffee tastes better. I think I owe Tamaki some money now.

"I can see it in your eyes," Tamaki declares dramatically. "You... like the coffee! Not just like, you LOVE the coffee! Yes, you want more, don't you?! All you gotta do... is pay the price." Tamaki wiggles his eyebrows goofily.

"Hmph. What's the price," I mumble, being unable to resist the coffee calling to me. Tamaki thinks for a moment, then seems to get an idea. He grabs my hand. "W-what are you d-doing?!" I stammer, blushing like a fool. Tamaki drags me out of the room.

We were going down the cavernous halls of Ouran, when Tamaki stops, jerks me into a room, and shuts the door tightly. "Your price, is to kiss me," he whispers, sounding almost desperate. I look at him, not fully registering what he was suggesting. Then, my cheeks almost explode with blush. I know I must look like a tomato.

I close my eyes, and smash my lips against him. Then, I pull away, being the clumsy little dork I was. "Arigato," I mutter, using my Japanese skills from having moved all the way from America. "But... where's my coffee?"

Tamaki and I were sitting against the wall minutes later, sipping our commoner's coffee together. Tamaki was pink, I was red, and the room... was a room, I guess. I don't know why I'm describing my surroundings... I'm just a bit dazed, is all.

"I always liked you," Tamaki mutters, not making eye contact. "I just never told you. I knew people would get angry..."

I peck his cheek without thinking, making him blush harder. "Thank you," I whisper, leaning my head against his delicate pretty-boy shoulder. "Thank you so much."