The Secret Affair

The Secret Affairs
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Chapter 1

"....Did I make a mistake...?" came a small murmur from the short-haired brunette and the only female ever be part of the Ouran Highschool Host Club. She came in rather late today and the club activities were already starting. Her gaze shifted to the very man responsible for having made her oversleep and wondered where in the world did he get the energy to be so upbeat and overdramatic all the time.

"Running a little late, Haruhi? By the way, I don't recall if I failed to mention that with every minute a Host is tardy, the member has to pay a penalty with every minute our clients have to wait and as you already know, time... is.. money," came the looming figure of the Shadow King from behind her with his trademark intimidating gleam of his eyeglasses. "S-sumanai, Kyouya-sempai.. uhh.. you see.. I had some trouble.. sleeping and I somehow, found myself asleep in the library.." Haruhi grinned sheepishly hoping for once, he'd buy her excuse. Kyouya peered down at her, his eyes piercing her as if he was actually reading her mind before pulling back and pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"I see.. well, better not let that happen again next time..." and with that, walked away leaving Haruhi to sigh with relief. She did not see that faint smirk on his lips when he turned away. "Ha-ru-hi-! Ha-ru-hi~" came the familiar unanimous chorus from the Hitachiin Twins who suddenly glomped her out of nowhere. "We were so worried you didn't show up in class." Kaoru sobbed, hugging her by the shoulders on one side. "Sou yo! Sou yo! We thought you were sick-- or worse, kidnapped by those Robelia Girls again..!" and Hikaru on the other. "Our Lord was beside himself with grief all day! Luckily, you showed up. We were about to send a search party..!"

Haruhi felt dread overcome her. She knew they were very much capable of sending a search party all throughout Japan with the mere click of a call button on their cellphones. "HARU~CHAN~~" came a blur of yellow before Haruhi found herself spinning around as senior, Haninozuka-sempai circled her. "Thank goodness you're okay~ Takashi and I were worried sick about you. "

"Huh..?" Haruhi could only stare at him while Mori-sempai just gave a quick nod of his head accompanied by his usual one-liner, "Aa."

Haruhi heaved a sigh, "No.. it's nothing like that. I just overslept." she mumbled once again. All this energy was just draining her and she didn't need all of that right now. "Uhm... shouldn't we all get back to your clients?" she added, trying to switch their attentions back to their individual tasks so they could give her some room to breathe. It seemed to have worked because they all suddenly started dispersing while two girls led Haruhi to an empty table.

Everything was going as normal as it could get. There just seemed to be one thing missing. She noticed that Tamaki had not moved from his spot nor did he acknowledge her when she came in. Usually, he'd be the one bowling everyone over just to greet her even if she just came from a bathroom break... but.. oh, what did she care.. she should be thankful he didn't decide to come over and start sharing stories about what he thought where she was when she wasn't within his line of sight.

Did what happen made him change his mind about her? Did he finally get the one girl that he thought he couldn't get and then, she would no longer matter to him as she did before? Was everything he had done just to get her there and then drop her off like she was really worth nothing but a prize in a game? She felt infuriated at this and felt the strongest urge to throw one of the dinner forks at his direction and hope it stabs him in the back of his head. 'What's wrong with me.. I'm not usually like this...' Haruhi rubbed her temples as if she was trying to ease an incoming headche.

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"Are you sure you want to do this..?" fingers resting on the buttons of her school shirtfront, waiting for her confirmation. His amethyst eyes were gentle but they also had another color in them but they were suppressed. Haruhi bit her lip, her heart was beating in her chest as she took a deep breath and gave a nod of affirmation for him to proceed. Carefully, her shirt opened revealing a girl's cotton camisole. She suddenly covered her chest with her hands, a blush creeping to her cheeks, she knew she was more modest than most girls.

"D..don't look at me.. that way.." she said, her eyes shifting downwards to the floor. She was afraid what she would find if she looked straight at him. She was sure Tamaki has had clients with a fuller bust size and a more curvaceous body than her boyish figure. "Haruhi.. you've always looked beautiful to me... " He grabbed hold of her wrists and planted a light peck on her lips. She tensed immediately and felt the coolness of the marble wall behind her as he cornered her. He gently rubbed her shoulders as if to coax her to relax before he softly ventured towards her again, gently nibbling on her lower lip before she parted them open to allow him entry.

His touch was so light, she felt like she could just melt into his arms. Her hands rested on his arms as he leaned both his elbows against the wall behind her and closed the space between them. She could tell he was nervous as well, his lip trembled slightly when she did the same to him and lightly nipped his own lips. An incoherent moan escaped her when he delved his tongue into her mouth. A cold hand snaked up from under her camisole and she felt him massage her right breast with his bare hand. Her knees almost gave way but he supported her up.

His skillful fingers teased and caressed her pert bosom and gasped when he pinched her aching peak that already stiffened and were hard from the cold and from her initial arousal. "Ooh..! T-tamaki-sempai, are you sure nobody will...a-ah..!" she jumped slightly when his other hand made its way to her other twin and as he was giving light kisses to her neck. "Nobody will interrupt us.. not here... Haruhi. There are only two people who know about this room... me and the one who holds the blueprints of the school. And no one can hear us, so you can... get as loud as you like.." he added with a wink. "This is our little secret.."

He held the ends of her camisole and pulled it up to bring her heaving chest to his sight. Haruhi reddened some more, it was much easier if he just touched her without seeing what he was grabbing.. but... when he lowered his head down to her chest, she felt her nerves jump even before he touched her. "Ta..ta.ma... ah..!" she wanted to tell him to stop right there but the words just wouldn't come out. His tongue lightly touched the center of the sensitive surface experimentally before taking it in his mouth and tugging slightly. Haruhi pressed her knees together as this painful tightening occured from inside her pants while his free hand played with her other breast. "I..it hurts.." she moaned, panting a little.

Tamaki gazed at her with concerned eyes before, letting one of his hands creep down to the apex of her thighs and gently pressed his fingers against her and she squeaked. She really did lose her balance this time and he decided to ease them both down on the floor. First he removed his blazer and set it down on the ground, followed by his shirt before sweeping Haruhi up with one hand under her knees and the other clasped around her shoulders before lowering her gently to the covered ground.

They looked into each other's eyes as if they were sharing some sort of silent conversation before Tamaki kissed her again, his fingers running through her hair as her own were clutching around his neck before running down his lean back, a low moan came from his throat when she raked her fingers gently against his bare skin. She could feel his chest pressed against hers and felt her heart skip a beat from the contact itself. She could even hear his own heartbeat. And she was sure he could hear hers.

Coiling her fingers around his hair, she stiffened in anticipation when he pulled her uniform pants down. Her panties were soaked and close to transparent. Tamaki could see the swollen pink area and his cheeks blushed a deep tomato color. "D-don't stare..!" Haruhi managed to say, her own cheeks aflame. She pressed her legs together as if she was guarding herself but she went slack when he gently rubbed her thighs so lightly, it almost tickled her. She shuddered when she felt him hook his digits into the sides of her underwear and pull it down. Now she was lying naked under him without anything shielding her from his view. Was now a good time to regret ever cutting her hair...?

Then, he smoothly parted her closed thighs and pressed a soft kiss on her left inner thigh. "W.. wait, don't go down.. theEEeeree, ooh!..." but her voice was so small, she wasn't sure she was even saying it herself when she felt his hot, wet tongue dip into her opening, all she could do was throw her head back and twist her hips.. not knowing whether this was her unconscious way of trying to get him away from her or for him to go deeper. "Aah.! T...tamaki...I..I'm so..." she managed to rasp between her moans feeling herself come closer and closer to her tightening. "I'm.. going... to...Aah.. Aahh..!!"

"TAMAKI...!!!!"


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"Haruhi-kun? Are you alright?"

It took a few minutes to make her realize that she was still attending to her customers and had been spacing out. When did the Music Room suddenly become humid? She didn't think they were doing a tropical theme today. "Uh.. I'm sorry, I haven't been feeling....well.." she wiped her forehead with a handkerchief. "I'm so sorry.. please excuse me one moment.." and she scurried out of the Music Room in a hurry.

How could she been so stupid? Why did she ask him, of all people? She didn't know.. all she knew was that she wanted to get away from the Host Club and never again see his face. There was a tightening in her chest and it hurt her, she didn't know what it was all about. All she knew was that she wanted to go to her room and just stay there for the remainder of the day.

Just then, she felt a hand clasp her by the wrist and she abruptly stopped. "Haruhi.." she held her breath when he said her name, finding it suddenly foreign to her ears. She didn't turn around, she didn't want to see him or see what kind of face he wore. "Where are you going..?" she was hesitant to reply, "...I don't know... I don't know where I'm going..I just want to be somewhere... else." Then, he pulled her with one tug of her arm and she didn't put up a resistance as she landed right in his chest where his arms enfolded over her and his chin rested on her head.

"Then... can I come with you?"

Her eyes widened slightly as she looked up to see if he was lying or not. "S...sempai?" she wanted to know if he was serious about what he was saying. Kyouya would skewer them both alive on a silver platter if he found out they were both not attending the club activities. But Tamaki only answered this with a smile as he gave a light peck on her forehead. "Don't worry about it... I think both of us have to relieve our problems.. don't you?" Haruhi flushed when she did feel something hard pressed against her thigh. When she didn't respond, he added with a playful wink, "Come, before mother notices we're gone."