Chi: Hey! So, I was having issues with my depressingly minuscule love life, so this is the product of those strange thoughts. I love KyoRen and TamaHaru, so i decided to combine them into this. I don't own OHSHC. Sad, but true.

I'm not the nicest girl you're going to meet in your life. I'm not the girl who will change for you because you don't like something she does or how she acts. Dammit, if I like something, I'm gonna like it. If I don't want to do something, you can't get me to do it.

So why do I feel like you SHOULD love me for who I am, when who I am will never come close to the girl you want me to be. I'm not the girl who's going to go on about how 'I'm not good enough for him,' or all that crap. I'm going to stand up proud when I want to cry, and try to force the tears from my eyes that can usually hide their emotions so well.

So, let's review. I'm an annoying, dramatic, overreacting otaku. You're an IDIOT. You make me laugh when I'm not supposed to laugh. You let me be myself, then shun me for it. You accept me, then get disgusted by who I am, and push me away. You have the nerve to make me cry, and act like everything's okay tomorrow.

And that is why I can't help falling hopelessly in love with you. Every time you go to your precious Haruhi, every rime you call her your "daughter" in that special way of yours, I die a little inside. Every time you choose her over me, I lose a little bit of my soul. My heart breaks a little more every time. Every time you go off and sulk in your little corner, I want to wrap my arms around you, and tell you it will be okay. But I can't. I'm too scared of the truth, the truth that I'm sure you have absolutely no feelings for me.

So today, I wish for your attention. I pray for you to love me as I slowly drift into a dreamland. I love you, Tamaki, and someday you will know.

My dreams are filled with roses, sunshine, and Tamaki. Not in a perverted and overly romantic way. More in a sweet, loving way. We go on a picnic. He compliments the food, that I made myself just for him. I blush and he kisses me, softly and tenderly. He whispers that he loves me, and my eyes shine with pure elation.

Then the scene changes. We are sitting in a boat. He tells a joke and I laugh. He says some cheesy, romantic line, and I laugh, smacking his shoulder playfully. He overreacts and sulks off to his emo corner, somehow managing to tip the boat over in the process. I scowl, but he kisses me in the lake, managing to coax a smile out of me.

Then, suddenly, my happy dreamland is interrupted by the loud, obnoxious beeping of my alarm clock. Groaning, I smack the clock to turn it off, succeeding in bruising my hand. I get out of my soft, pink bed and stumble into the bathroom. I manage to brush my teeth and fix my hair and do my makeup, before realizing how tired I am. 'That's strange,' I think, but proceed to get dressed in my yellow Ouran uniform. Putting the large bow into my caramel hair, my hand brushes over my forehead. Feeling head, I ask a maid to bring me a thermometer. She appears, seconds later, carrying the thing in her hands. I thank her, and she checks my temperature. I wait, humming a song from a show I was watching the other day, when the device beeps, signaling that my temperature has been read. The maid reads it, her expression of indifference changing to fear and horror. Wordlessly, she shows me the number, and I gasp, reading it. 106.2. I have a fever of 106.2 degrees fahrenheit.

The maid races out of my room, almost immediately on the phone with a hospital. An Ootori hospital, of course. I hear shouting coming from the other room when everything starts to go black...

Chi: So tell me what you think! Was it good? Terrible? Was Renge (yes, that was Renge's P.O.V.) too OOC? Please review, I accept both signed and anonymous. Hope you like where this is going, and sorry for the minor cliffy! Bye!