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Title<\/b>: That Kind of Girl [Haruhi, Tamaki]
\nRating\/Warnings<\/b>: G
\nSummary<\/b>: Tamaki doesn’t seem to understand the point of Halloween.
\nAN<\/b>: Written for 2006 Trick or Treat.<\/p>\n
That Kind of Girl<\/b><\/p>\n
“But that’s not a costume,” Haruhi attempted to explain, although her patience was starting to fray.<\/p>\n
“It IS though.” Tamaki just kept repeating it, in tones of a person who believes fervently that if he just says something enough times, everyone else will become a believer too. “Because you usually wear the MALE uniform.”<\/p>\n
“Yes, Tamaki-senpai,” Haruhi decided that she would try one more time, and then she would smash her teacup right over Tamaki’s head or maybe ask Kyouya to have a talk with him. That seemed a bit harsh of a punishment, but she was nearing the end of her rope. “But the point of halloween is to dress as something you aren’t. And, you see, I AM a girl.”<\/p>\n
“But not a girly one–ah, I mean,” Tamaki backpedled when Haruhi lifted her teacup higher, “not–you know, with the dresses and the squealing and the fawning all over me and things.”<\/p>\n
“That’s what you want me to be?” Haruhi asked very quietly, dropping her gaze to the floor. “The kind with the squealing and the fawning?”<\/p>\n
“Y–” Tamaki frowned, and even though Haruhi wasn’t looking, she could practically hear the gears in Tamaki’s brain grinding in reverse. “N-no. No, I…no.”<\/p>\n
So in the end Kyouya picked all their costumes, and Haruhi went as Gackt and Tamaki went as a fangirl, the squealing fawning kind, and everybody asked why he wasn’t in costume. <\/p>\n