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From the life of Mr.+Mrs. Suoh

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5. Dreams
Word count: 101


"And because you hurt us, we're gonna hurt you!" Two of the burly men growled, brandishing knives. They approached the tied-up Haruhi and stabbed her, over and over again, the third man holding Tamaki's head in place. He couldn't look away as Haruhi died.

"No! Haruhi! NO!" He shouted. Suddenly someone was shaking him. He opened his eyes and came face to face with his wife, who was very much alive. He sat up abruptly and pulled her close, pressing kisses all over her face.

"You had that dream again, didn't you?" Haruhi asked, lifting a hand to stroke Tamaki's hair.

48. Red
Word count: 146


"Tamaki, I found something in my overnight bag that was probably planted by the twins. I'm putting it on anyways because you might like it." Haruhi called out of the hotel room's connected bathroom. Tamaki was lounging on the king sized bed in a pair of shorts, staring at the ceiling and waiting for her. "Oh, wow… Um… I'm coming out now." The door cracked.

"Okay. Come on, Darling." Tamaki responded, propping himself up on his elbows. Haruhi stepped out of the bathroom, clad in lingerie made of red lace. Tamaki's eyes widened and he swore in French. Haruhi's face reddened.

"Is it that bad?" She asked, fiddling with the hem of the see-through camisole.

"Non, viens ici. Je vais t'aimer si dur." He stated. Haruhi's blush darkened; she understood what he said, as that was one of the many phrases the twins taught her.

52. Underwear
Word count: 236


"Dammit. Do you know where my favorite pair of underwear went?" Haruhi was rifling through the suitcase she brought with her to France. She directed her attention to her husband. "Do you even know what they look like?" Tamaki stood behind her, his hands in his sweatshirt pocket.

"I know what they look like, yes. Do I know where they went? No." The blond sounded a little too innocent. Haruhi straightened, turned and stared at him.

"What's in your sweatshirt pocket?" She asked, suspicious. He shrugged.

"Just my cell phone." He pulled the black electronic out and displayed it, not noticing the hint of turquoise that slipped out of the layers of yellow fabric. The brunette zeroed in on the turquoise fabric, eyes narrowing. When it clicked that he had her underwear, she lunged at him, scrambling for his pocket.

"Why do you have them!?" She shrieked, clawing at his wrist when he covered his pocket. Tamaki was laughing; there were tears of mirth in his eyes.

"I like them too! I love the way they look on you!" Haruhi successfully retrieved the cloth.

"Then why did you have them?" She shook them at him, backing up when he reached for the article of clothing.

"Parce que c'est sexy quand tu vas sans sous-vêtements." He explained, smirking. Haruhi reddened, but rolled her eyes.

"You could have asked me for them instead of stealing them, you know."

3. Content
Word count: 140


Tamaki sat in a plush armchair, in the room at Suoh estate 2 that he and Haruhi shared on the weekends. Haruhi slipped in and closed the door, immediately heading for his chair and settling herself in his lap. His arms came up around her, holding her. They kissed once, twice, and then she rested her head on his shoulder. She could feel his thumb rubbing small circles on her hip and his lips pressing soft kisses to her cheeks and forehead. Her eyes started to drift shut.

"Fatigué, ma petite lapinou?" He asked, watching her blink awake. Haruhi shook her head.

"Non, juste le contenu." She replied, using the French he'd been teaching her recently. A happy noise escaped his throat and she sighed, burying her face in his neck for a little nap.

She loved days like these.

14. Inevitable
Word count: 179


Maybe right before the Host Club's monthly finance meeting wasn't the best time to tell her husband the news she had.

"Tamaki! Tamaki!" She tried to get his attention, to no avail. "RENÉ TAMAKI RICHARD GRANTAINE SUOH! LISTEN TO ME!" She finally screamed, drawing his attention away from scolding the twins. He was at her side in an instant, cupping her face in his hands.

"What's the matter, my dear?" He inquired, looking worried. She mumbled her response. "Haru-bunny, if you wanted me to listen, you're going to have to speak up." His thumb stroked her cheek.

"I think I might be pregnant." She voiced, louder this time. Tamaki looked stunned, while behind them, the twins burst into laughter. "What?" She glared at them. Hikaru calmed down enough to dignify her with a response.

"This was inevitable, the way you two bang like rabbits!" Then his laughter took over again and he leaned on Kaoru for support. Haruhi rolled her eyes.

"It figures." She sighed, wrapping her arms around the hyperventilating blond and nuzzling her face into his chest.

36. Movie
Word count: 206


Tamaki had insisted she come over now, so here she was, in his bedroom, with him at 8:00 PM on a Wednesday.

"Why did you need me to come over so badly?" She asked, seating herself on his couch. He blushed and held up a slim box.

"I got a new movie today and I wanted to watch it with you." Tamaki enlightened, sitting on the couch with her and pulling her into his lap. Haruhi smiled softly and settled against him.

"Okay, we'll watch it. But only because you seem so excited about it." Haruhi took the DVD case from him and popped it open, but it was empty. He kissed the nape of her neck.

"It's already in the player. I've only watched it once." He picked up the remote and hit power, then play. Disney's Hercules started, and Tamaki sang along with every song and quoted the movie as they watched. When it was over, Haruhi turned and kissed his cheek.

"So you 'only watched it once' huh?" She asked, grinning. He kissed her on the mouth.

"I've only watched it once since I got it, Love. I've seen it on TV before." He smiled back at her. Haruhi laughed and hugged him.

37. What if...
Word count: 434


Haruhi relaxed against Tamaki while he talked with their guests; telling the princesses about their wedding. He left out all the bits where they lost control of themselves. The guests squealed and squirmed, daydreaming about Haruhi in a dress. While her husband and their guests talked and laughed, Haruhi slipped off into a daydream of her own.

Haruhi relaxed in a lawn chair, book in hand, looking out over an expanse of green grass littered with patches of flowers that could hardly be called gardens. As she turned the page in her novel (a cheesy romance novel, her guilty pleasure), the sound of a child's footsteps approached her.

"Maman?" A little girl of about four tugged on her skirt. Haruhi marked her page in her book and acknowledged the small brown haired, violet eyed toddler.

"Yes, Kotoko?"  She rested a hand on her swollen stomach. The small girl looked over her shoulder at the yard.

"Jean-Luc and Kenji took Agneau away from me." Haruhi realized that her daughter did not have the stuffed lamb she always carried around, resulting in her looking smaller than usual. Just then, two boys of about six came running around the corner of the large house, stuffed lamb in tow.

"Jean-Luc, Kenji!" She called, halting the boys in their tracks. "Give your sister her lamb back. How many times must I ask you not to take things from her?" The twins, both the spitting image of Tamaki, trudged over, heads bowed.

"Sorry Maman." Haruhi smiled, but tried to stay stern.

"Don't apologize to me, sillies. You didn't take my lamb." She chided gently, pushing Kotoko towards her brothers. Jean-Luc, the twin on the left, handed the little girl the lamb.

"Sorry Kotoko-chan. Here's Agneau." Kenji, the twin on the right, apologized for them both. Tamaki's voice floated across the yard, sounding strangely distant.


"Haruhi? Are you okay?" She was being shaken. She blinked into awareness and looked around. The third music room was empty, save for her and Tamaki.

"Yeah," she nodded, suddenly aware that she was blinking back tears. "I'm fine." Tamaki kissed her forehead.

"Good. I don't know what I'd do with myself if something was wrong." He helped her up and off of the pink couch and handed her bookbag to her. "I'm glad it's Friday. We get to spend the whole weekend together!" He wrapped an arm around her waist and they walked out of the music room. As they climbed into Tamaki's waiting limo, she popped a question onto him.

"Hey, Tama-bear? What if we have a lot of children, instead of just one or two?"

75. Crisis
Word count: 83


Tamaki held up two shirts for Haruhi to look at.

"Haruhiiiii! I can't decide! Which one do I wear?" He whined. One shirt was a pale blue cotton polo and the other one was a graphic tee printed with his favorite anime. Haruhi tapped her chin and looked between both shirts, and then at the jeans he was wearing. She plucked both shirts out of his hands and pulled the polo over his head.

"This one. And leave it unbuttoned; it looks better."


84. Hope (takes place after "Inevitable")
Word count: 258


The husband and wife sat on a stone bench in the park, hands clasped. They were a block away from Haruhi's regular doctor's office. Haruhi sniffled, and Tamaki glanced at her worriedly out of the corner of his eye. The first few tears fell and she covered her mouth with the hand not holding Tamaki's to stifle the sobs. Tamaki wrapped his arms around her and she turned to him, burying her face into his shoulder and crying harder. Tamaki stroked her hair, murmuring words of comfort to her.

"It's all right, Haruhi… Shh… It's all right. Everything is okay." She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. He kissed her both of her cheeks and her forehead and wiped her tears away.

"I-I'm sorry… I r-really h-hoped that I was… I w-was excited about f-finally g-getting to st-start a family of-of our own…" She choked out, placing her hand on her stomach. Tamaki rested their foreheads together.

"It's okay, Haruhi. You don't have to be sorry. Besides, we're still in high school. Wouldn't it really complicate things if you were pregnant now?" The blond smiled at his wife, trying to get her to smile too. "I was excited too, but I'm relieved that we don't have to deal with the stress of having a baby along with the stress of school." Haruhi let out a shaky laugh.

"I guess you're right. Let's just hope our baby can wait until after we get out of high school for it to come." She kissed her husband soundly.


28. Heaven
Word count: 85


"Mmmmahhh..." Haruhi stretched and rolled over, snuggling up to Tamaki. His arm slid around her waist and pulled her closer to him. He was asleep, Haruhi believed, and she was only half awake.

Now, tonight was one of the more innocent nights they had spent together in the duration of their marriage so far. Nonetheless, Haruhi was happy.

"Is this what heaven feels like?" She mused aloud.

"It must be, 'cause I'm looking at an angel." Tamaki replied, smirking. Haruhi giggled and swatted him playfully.
The full title is supposed to be "Ten Drabbles From the Life of Mr. and Mrs. Tamaki Suoh"

AND YOU GUYS THIS IS FOR :icontatteredmemory: CAUSE I LOVE HER AND SHE WRITES ME LOTS OF NICE STUFF AND CAUSE THIS IS SET IN OUR RP OKAY!
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I loved them all!!
:love: