I got this idea for a fanfiction when I was watching 2 different anime.
Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran Host Club.
Another day at the host club was ending. Everyone was doing their usual thing...
"Haruhi..." Hikaru called.
"Wanna come over..." Kaoru started asking.
"...to our house?" Hikaru finished.
"Not in a million years!" Haruhi exclaimed.
Tamaki ran towards them. "Daddy would never let his daughter go to your horrid house." Tamaki shivered.
"Whatever Tono." The twins said in unison.
"C'mon Haruhi. Let's get away from the twins and go over to my house." Tamaki pleaded.
Haruhi twitched."I'm not going to anyone's house senpai!" Haruhi yelled in exhaustion.
"Okay then..." Tamaki sighed running to his emo corner, then he came running back. "Did you bring any more of that commoners' coffee?"
"Yes senpai."
"What about the instant ramen?"
"Yeah... its over there like always." Haruhi said in an annoyed voice.
"Shrimp flavor?"
"Yes. Yes. Yes. Will you stop bugging me now!?" Haruhi yelled.
"Yaaayy! Ramen, Ramen, Ramen!" Tamaki started chanting as he made his way over to the ramen.
Haruhi sighed. She was indebt to these crazy goons.
Kyoya was sitting behind his laptop scrolling through business transactions and the income the host cub earned for the day. Honey was at a table eating strawberry cake. Mori just stayed there without saying a word, like always. The host club was having its usual day.
Haruhi POV
I woke up from my sleep. Even though it was Saturday, the host club made me meet up with them at the music room. Apparently the Host Club never takes a break.
I had a weird dream last night. My mom was there. She seemed more melancholy, than her usual joyous self.
"Haruhi..." My mom called out. "Please... please don't let go of the things you love." Mother stood very far away, but I still could see her face. "Just hold on." Her voice felt like it was right next to me, but she was very distant away from me. "Mom!" I saw myself calling out to her. "Mom!" I started running, reaching for her, trying to hold on to her. But the more I ran, the farther she got. I couldn't grab ahold of her. "Mom... mom..." I called out.
That was such a weird and eerie dream. I've never had one like it. I then shook then dream out of my mind. I got out of bed to grab some breakfast before I head out to the hosts.
As I exit my room, I spot a deliciously made breakfast sitting there. Toast and eggs, with a glass of orange juice on the side. Hmmm... Dad should still be sleeping at a time like this. Maybe he woke up early to make this. I guess I'll eat it.
I rushed to the plate and started to fill my mouth.
"Good morning sweetie. You're awake." A sweet-sounding familiar voice sung. It couldn't be. Could it?
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