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miakamouse.livejournal.com) wrote in
31_days2006-07-15 05:34 pm
[15 July][Host Club] Distance
Title: Distance
Date/Theme: July 15th / God made the distance between me and you
Series: Ouran Host Club
Character/Pairing: Haruhi, Tamaki
Author's Note: I wanted this to be more of a pairing oriented fic but it didn't really turn out that way... oh and there are some spoilers for episode 14... this is dedicated to
wordynessie who gave me the prompt "staircase" and
smartycat who gave me "lederhosen" (err as a prompt.. not like real lederhosen for me to wear or anything)
Date/Theme: July 15th / God made the distance between me and you
Series: Ouran Host Club
Character/Pairing: Haruhi, Tamaki
Author's Note: I wanted this to be more of a pairing oriented fic but it didn't really turn out that way... oh and there are some spoilers for episode 14... this is dedicated to
“I think it’s better if you know your school’s superintendent’s name at least…if you think about it, it’s like you can come to this school because of Tamaki’s family’s financial support…”*
Just when she thought the gap may have been bridged just a little, when she thought she’d finally gotten to the point where she could actually sympathize with Tamaki Suou, something like this had to be revealed to her. Obviously, there was a class difference; his reactions to her “commoner” ways and her own reactions to his extravagance were evidence to that effect. Still, sometimes she felt that it was easier for him to forget it than it was for her. To her, it seemed like she was perpetually standing at the foot of a giant staircase (complete with red carpet and carved golden railings of course) staring up at him, while he called out to her from the top of the stairs. And though his voice traveled down to her ears comfortably, nothing she ever said seemed to reach him in the same way. And there was no way she’d ever be able to scale those steps in her lifetime. He might as well be as high as the Alps themselves (oddly, she could picture him in lederhosen).
She just couldn’t understand how he could be so open to her, profess such affection and not notice the distance, the height between them. His upbringing certainly lent itself to a self-centered attitude towards life, but sometimes… sometimes when he looked at her with that open _expression, she could feel him leaning towards her, and she worried. She worried that he might tumble down that giant staircase (or mountain) just to be close to her.
And she knew he wouldn’t regret the fall.
* quote taken from the end of ep. 14
