This idea isnt mine, the characters aren't mine, the song titles aren't mine. What is mine is the awesomely creative writing...hahaha sarcasm, I don't really like my writing, but others seem to enjoy it. I tend to like to write a lot, so this definitely won't be a one shot...but all the stories aren't connected so you don't have to read them all. ^-^ enjoy!

Teardrops on My Guitar - Taylor Swift

'Ya know, if rain didn't usually lead to storms I wouldn't mind the rain. It's so...peaceful...beautiful...refreshing.' Hikaru wraped his arm aroud Haruhi's shoulders. There weren't many customers because of the rain, so after the five or six girls left Kyoya and Tamaki closed shop and they all had time to relax.

'Are you sure you don't want Kaoru and I to drive you home?' Haruhi shook her head. Of course she didn't, she was too stubborn for help. Even if it was just being driven home.

In truth Haruhi really did want a ride, but her house was really out of their way, so why should she bother them. Haruhi waved goodbye to her friends and took an umbrella with her as she walked to the bus stop. A few minutes after she reached the bus stop the rain started to get heavier. She took cover in a bookstore extreamly close by. She looked through the many shelves for a book to read while she waited.

Hikaru sat on the window ledge staring out into the rain. The window was partially open, but he paid no mind to his hair slowly getting soaked. "Hikaru, I'm sorry, you need to get over her." Kaoru stood in the doorway staring at his heartbroken brother.

"I don't want to let go. I can't." Raindrops dripped from his hair masking the tears falling from his eyes. Kaoru walked up to his brother and grabbed him in an embrace. "She was everything to me...to us. Why did this happen. We were only apart for a few minutes." Hikaru spoke through his sobs.

"I-I'm sorry Hikaru. That's life for ya. People come people go. Just remember I'll always be there for you." Kaoru gave his broken hearted brother a quick hug when there was a knock on the door

There was a flash of lighting and the thunder cracked. Haruhi screamed and cowered behind a bookshelf. A boy that that much older than her found Haruhi cowering in the corner. "Are you alright?"

"I-I don't know." The thunder cracked again and Haruhi screached and the boy sat down next to her. "I-I'm Haruhi."

"Naito." Haruhi began to whimper them lightning flashed illuminating the bookstore. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and tried to comfort her. "It's ok. Just calm down." Haruhi looked up at the boy and her cheeks flushed a pale shade of red. Naito's face was a similar shade when their eyes met. He leaned down and hesitated before they gentally met in the softest of kisses.

"Come in!" Kaoru called over his brothers head. The door opened and the entire Host Club, aside from the one person Hikaru wanted to see the most. "Oh, hey guys. He hasn't changed. He's been staring out the window letting himself get wet for nearly two hours now."

Honey ran up to Hikaru and threw his arms around him. "I'm so sorry that Haru-chan hurt you. I'm sure she didn't mean to." At the mention of Haruhi's name Hikaru burst into a new wave of sobs. "Oops, sorry." Honey ran over to Mori and sat on his shoulders feeling bad for making Hikaru cry.

Tamaki just stared absent mindedly at Hikaru. He leaned over the brothers and closed the window. "Get over it!" Everybody stared up at Tamaki in shock. "I get it. She hurt you, well she hurt me to, you don't see me crying about it!" Tamaki didn't let up, but Hikaru did stop crying. "It was almost a month ago. You're pathetic!"

Haruhi had introduced Naito to the Host Club the next day. They had started dating after he had driven her home when the storm had left. Their constant kissing had distracted her from the storm so Haruhi wasn't scared. "Uh, guys. This is Naito...my boyfriend." Everybody stared in shock. She turned slightly red at the silence. "Uh...guys...say something." Nobody had. The rest of hosting that day was pretty quiet.

Haruhi had explained the cross dressing senario to Naito who was oddly cool with it. "Fine, as long as your a girl AFTER hosting." He winked at her and left, promising to pick her up after she was done. They were perfect together. Hikaru didn't want to admit it, but it was true.

The door to their room opened again and all eyes turned to the brunett standing in the doorway. "H-H-Haruhi." Hikaru mumbled. He couldn't say anything other than that.

"Hikaru. I-I'm so sorry. I know how much I hurt you, and I couldn't realize it. I'm sorry." Hikaru couldn't take his eyes off of her. Kaoru pushed the rest of the Host Club out of the room so Hikaru and Haruhi could talk.

"What do you want? Is Naito waiting outside?" Haruhi shook her head. They locked eyes for a second and Hikaru understood everything. They had broken up. "Why?" Haruhi blushed and shrugged her shoulders.

"I guess I'm just not meant to date. At least not yet. I didn't handle it well. There's always the future." Hikaru seemed to cheer up a little. Not a lot, but enough that he didn't want to be staring at the rain anymore. "I-I should go." Hikaru couldn't say anything in response. Haruhi left and a minute later the rest of the Host Club filed in.

"What did she say!" Everybody, even Tamaki was curious.

Hikaru didn't smile. He didn't cry. He didn't do anything. The only thing he did was say "They're over." In nothing more than a whisper.