I do not own any of the Ouran characters, they just so happen to be easy targets for dreaming.

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Bear Gets a Date

All was quiet, well, mostly quiet, save for the steady sound of footsteps coming down the hall toward the door. They slowed as the approached the door.

Kasanoda reached his hand to the elaborate handle and turned it, the door swung open easily to allow him to smell a wondrous mixture of roses, and cake.

"Welcome!" he'd heard them all say in unison, and once his eyes adjusted to the light emitted from the windows on the opposite side of the room, he saw them.

They were all standing around a chair containing Tamaki, who seemed brighter than usual, if that were possible. His golden tresses were nowhere to be seen; only sleek black hair, brushed straight down, it fell neatly to his naked shoulders. His head was topped with a pharaoh's head cloth, with a golden cobra delicately resting at his forehead.

He wore no shirt, only an elegantly made, broad, golden necklace. The only article of clothing to be seen on him was a white linen wrap draped about his waist, and secured with a belt made of small, rounded golden plates, strung together, and separated by small sapphire beads. His shoes were simple, yet just as elegant, made of reeds that had been woven into a rudimentary pair of flip-flops, with gold beading on the straps.

Kasanoda continued his scan and his eyes befell the Hitachiin brothers, both loosely draped in a wrapped, white linen dress with their own delicate neck pieces. They both also had raven hair that fell to their shoulders, but unlike their "king's" hair, theirs had golden caps at the end. They also had a small amount of shiny, gold colored eye-shadow on, and also wore the woven shoes.

Keeping his eyes moving about the group, what he saw next made his heart sink. He saw a short, anime eyed man, also with raven hair, only his fell lower than his shoulders, and instead ceased at his shoulder blades. He had a golden band around his head, and was dressed in a pleated wrapped garment, similar to that of the twins, with woven reed slippers, with bead woven in as well instead of flip-flops.

Shaking his head at poor Hunny, he scanned further, and his eyes befell none other than his idol: Mori-sempai. His hair was still short, thankfully so in Kasanoda's opinion, he wore a rigid cap, which rose from his head and scooped back to a rounded tip. Mori, much like Tamaki, only wore one stitch of clothing, in the form of a pleated, white linen wrap, also secured with a golden belt. He also had a gold neck piece and woven slippers.

It was after this that Kasanoda saw a sight he was all too willing to see: Haruhi. She was elegantly wrapped in a pleated linen dress, similar to Hunny's. Her short chestnut hair was replaced with the going trend of black, and hers fell to her shoulder blades as well. She had a golden band round her head, with a cobra at her forehead like Tamaki, she also had the same golden caps on her hair that the twins had.

She looks beautiful! I just want to lay her down and unwrap that dress like she were a Christmas present. Kasanoda's face turned pink at this thought, and his mind could not leave the image that he had burned in his mind of that day that he saw her nearly naked.

More perverse thoughts were threatening to break free and run rampant through his libido. That is, until they were so rudely interrupted.

"Aw, it's just Bossanova-kun." the twins said in unison. Turning their backs to him and walking toward a distant couch across from a few girls, thusly, returning to their "jobs."

After exchanging greetings with Hunny and Mori, Kasanoda approached the dark king of the club, he found him to be similarly dressed.

Kyoya wore an outfit similar to that of Mori, and Tamaki, with the wrapped kilt, belt, neckpiece and flip-flops. He had the shorter trend of raven hair, stopping at his bare shoulders, his hair was plain though, no caps, no head pieces, only a false beard donned his face.

"Can I help you?" the megane asked while looking up from his bookkeeping to the man whom had interrupted him.

"I…. that is…. I would….. -Ahem- I would like to request Fujioka-kun." Kasanoda said, finding his throat entirely too dry. The megane simply waved his arm in the direction of an empty loveseat. Kasanoda was only too happy to oblige this request of movement and quickly sped over to the couch and sat down, his face already red and burning.

Why would she wear something like that? What if someone noticed something and found out her secret?

Who cares?! As long as she wears it!

She did look really cute, but now I can't get the image of her naked back out of my mind. It makes me want to…

It was then that he heard the clink of the silver tray hit the table as Haruhi placed their tea and snacks there. Kasanoda sat and stared at her, until it sunk in exactly where his thoughts were going, then he blushed more profusely and tuned away, finding the air amazingly thin whenever he turned to face her. After his face stopped feeling like a full-on bonfire and more like a small campfire, he turned to face her, and found that she had already poured tea for the two of them and was currently holding a cup out for him to take.

This was not his first time in here, he knew how it worked, and he had seen Haruhi and the other club members dressed in their uniforms, tending to their clients. He didn't redden as bad when it was just their school uniforms, but he couldn't force the blush from his face or the thoughts from his mind when he saw her in cosplay.

"I hope you're okay with jasmine tea, and puff pastry." She said while absentmindedly sipping her tea and looking off into nowhere.

"Oh, um, yeah, that's fine. I'm fine with whatever you have."

"Casanova-kun, your face is all red, are you sick?" she questioned as she moved her hand toward his forehead.

The unexpected movement caught him off guard and her hand lightly tapped his forehead. His face raged tomato red, and he felt fire in his cheeks, but where her hand was, was surprisingly cool; it felt good. He turned away from her again at this thought.

"You don't feel like have a fever, but your cheeks are really red."

"No, I'm not sick, but there is something wrong with me."

"Something wrong with you, like what?" she said with a somewhat worried expression on her face.

"Like that evil face, for one." said one of the Hitachiins, who had found it in his best interest to sit peeking over the back of the loveseat at the two of them.

"And what do you know about an evil face?" Kasanoda asked, suddenly finding the need to defend himself.

"We know you have one." said the other Hitachiin, appearing from the other side of the loveseat.

"And we don't want you scaring our precious Haruhi." The both chimed in together, while hugging her between them.

"If anything, you are the ones scaring me." She said blandly from between their two faces. But from the way that the twins reacted, you could have sworn that she had slapped one in the face, for one of them fell backwards to the floor with a thud.

"Kaoru!" Hikaru shouted while running to his brother's side, practically lifting him into his arms and placing a hand on his cheek turn his brother's face to him.

"Are you okay Kaoru?! Are you hurt?" he asked desperately, staring into his twin's eyes with all the love of the world.

"I'm only hurt by what Haruhi said to us." Kaoru replied, a single tear rolling down his cheek.

"In that case, you should listen only to what I say to you." Hikaru practically whispered to his brother, wiping the tear away with his thumb as the rest of his hand still cradled his brother's head.

Fan-girl screams could be heard across the room, but Haruhi was beyond caring about what happened. She had gone back to paying attention to her guest, and her tea.

"Those guys are incorrigible." she said with a shake of her head. "Where were we?"

"Um, I don't remember." he lied, blushing as he remembered exactly where they were.

She looked him over, trying to think about what they were talking about, then she saw him blushing and it came back to her. "I remember," she said with a smile "we were talking about something being wrong with you."

"That's right. Um… I was telling you what was..." he swallowed hard "wrong with me." he finished.

Haruhi's face donned with a gentle smile, she took a sip of her tea. "You don't have to tell me you know."

"I know. But it's just that, I want to tell you. No, I do have to tell you." And with that said, he gulped down his tea in one sip as though it were hard liquor that would give him the courage to get through this.

"Haruhi, I… I mean… I… think you look beautiful today, and that's part of what's wrong with me."

"How does that have anything to do with what's wrong with you?" she asked bluntly.

"I mean it's just that I saw you without your shirt, and…"

"I told you I don't care if you tell." she said with an easy smile that Kasanoda thought looked like it needed to be framed in a border of roses.

"Well, I saw your maiden skin, and well, I feel guilty. Like I've stolen something from you, but the thing is, I… I don't want to give it back."

With his mock confession out on the table, he turned to try and leave the awkward moment when Haruhi caught his arm dragging him back down.

She looked him straight in the eye; he returned the look reluctantly, agonizing over the absolute silence, until Haruhi took the initiative.

"I don't feel like I'm missing something."

"Let me get you something. What is your favorite color?"

"I don't really have one." She replied shortly, with a puzzled look on her face.

"What's your favorite animal?"

"I don't really have one of those either." She said with the same puzzled look.

"Then w-what are you doing S-Saturday?"

"I need to go grocery shopping, but that's about it."

"Okay, great! I mean, alright, I'll go with you Saturday."

"That's really not necessary, I can go by myself." She said putting her hands out in front of her, and smiling as she closed her eyes.

"I really want to go with you. What time can I pick you up?"

"I usually leave at about ten." She said before taking a bite out of her pastry.

"Okay, I'll see you Saturday at ten then"

She nodded while finishing her piece of pastry.

Kasanoda grabbed his pastry, placed his cup on the tray, and dashed away, all in a matter of seconds.

I did it! I have a date with Haruhi… and the host club won't be there, so I can tell her how I really feel.

I know! I can't believe you did it!

My heart was beating so fast, I thought I would die.

But you didn't.

I wanted to touch her, feel her skin… I wanted to kiss her.

There will be time. But you have got to make your move Saturday.

I know. I need to think about a plan, I need a hot bath.

And with that decided Kasanoda went home, got in the bath and started pondering his not so evil plot.

xxxxxxxxxx Author's Notes xxxxxxxxxxxxx

Okay. So. First fanfic by me ever. My best friend decided that there weren't NEARLY enough fics for this pairing, so I got poked for it. This would be the final product of that poking. I don't think I did bad for my first one, I only had to trash one idea, and therefore re-write two or three sections. I hope you liked it