Title: Cream Filled
Fandom: Ouran High School Host Club
Characters: Haruhi Fujioka, Tamaki Suou, Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin
Prompt: Middles
Word Count: 566
Rating: G
Summary: Cutesy fluff ... Haruhi shares with Tamaki some more commoner goodness!
Author's Notes: Umm ... there is none! xD Watch out for all that fluff and don't forget to swab your ears on the way out! ;D I promise not all 100 fics for fanfic100 will be just Haruhi/Tamaki! Ack, slightly OOC? --

"Haruhi?" Choppy, chestnut-tinted hair naturally parted as the appearing un-maidenly girl lifted her head in response. What could he possibly want now? As she was about to toss the boy a dirty look, she stopped short, once she saw his earnest look. Tamaki and his periwinkle eyes, that so perfectly matched the school's uniform color, were looking down into her. She couldn't help but stare into his lustrous orbs -- she was mesmerized. This was not a look of his that she had witnessed before, not even when he was captivating customers. Ah! Mentally, she scolded herself. What's wrong with me? That's Tamaki-senpai! I don't know why -- "Haruhi?" Tamaki broke her chain of thought and she looked up at him. "What are those there?" He implored, nodding to a small plastic container that sat next to the girl.

"Huh?" Hastily, she looked down at the receptacle beside her and her relaxation etched itself upon her smooth features. "Oh, these! They're ... cookies." With question written on his face, Tamaki cocked his head to one side and Haruhi laughed at this scene. He's like a pitiful puppy. She looked over at him again, he was recoiling into a dark corner. Thinking on her feet, she opened the package and retrieved a cookie from within. She walked across The Third Music Room's great tiled floor to where Tamaki was rolling around in a fetal position. Promptly he quit his tantrum to watch her crouch down next to him, cookie in hand. The butterflies erupted from their cocoons and began beating each other to death with their wings in a violent frenzy inside the pit of Tamaki's stomach. Quietly, he groaned. Her effect on him was phenomenal, though he didn't want to admit it. Why she never really allows herself to be close to anyone, he'll never know. "Tamaki-senpai." He snapped up straight, with expected regal grace, ears and eyes attuned towards Haruhi. Hand extended and a slight smile on her face, she spoke to him. "Here." Bewildered, he stared at the small, round cookie being offered to him. In a fluid movement, his whole face lit up with joy as he delicately plucked the cookie from her and hastily shoved it into his mouth, savoring the flavor.

"Mmm! It's good! This ... commoner cookie ... brings me great glee. Tell me, what is it? And this creamy ... filling!" He shouted, enthralled, spraying bits of cookie crumb around. Darkness fell on Haruhi's face. Not very king-like.

"It's an Oreo. It's almost like ... two cookies glued together by ... a cream filling in the middle. It's not as great as your rich bastard cookies, but ..." With a final swallow, Tamaki spoke up.

"Don't be so silly! These scrumptious commoner cookies are delightful! We must serve them at the next Host Club party!" He crooned, eyes glazed.

Suddenly, from outside the music room's grand door was quite a bit of commotion and then two loud knocks. The pair stood up from their corner and turned towards the portal. In sing-song unison, Hikaru and Kaoru chirped, "Milord! Have you wooed our little Haruhi-chan? Can we come in ... or are you two ... busy?" Evil oozed from their words. A few snickers, the twin's, no doubt. Tamaki sweatdropped and Haruhi slowly turned on him.

"Another cookie, perhaps? Heh-heh." Tamaki tried to no avail. Looking at her scary expression, he called out anxiously -- "Mom?"

END.

I hope you liked it, sorry if there was many errors. Reviews would really make my day! Thanks!