This is my first ever Ouran Fan Fiction! Yay!

Please Enjoy!

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Haruhi was in her home it was a dark night and she just finished doing her homework. She closed the door and turned off the lights and gone to bed. Suddenly a booming sound of thunder echoed through the entire apartment. Haruhi grabbed her blanket as she fell to the floor. She was on her hands and knees and the bright lighting beamed outside her window. She wrapped herself in the blanket, tears streaming down her face.

"Make it stop." she cried in agony.

"Please, make it stop." she cried again.

Small puddles of tear drops fell to the floor. She put her hand up to her ears.

"Someone make it stop." she breathed.

Someone, anyone make it stop! she shouted with a booming voice.

Haruhi woke up panting. She looked out her window to see that the night was clear. Haruhi curled into a ball.

It was just a dream. she told herself.

"A dream and nothing more." she breathed.

She put the covers on her and went tried to go back to sleep.

The next morning Haruhi woke up and got her things together, brushed her teeth and ran out the door.

"Your not having breakfast?" asked her father.

Not today. she told her dad as she closed to door behind her and walked to school.

As she walked she thought of how her day would go at Ouran. That was she bumped into Kyouya. His glasses fell off his face. Kyouya winced clutching his book bag. He turned his head and looked the other way picking up his glasses off the side walk.

"I'm so sorry Kyouya. I didn't see you there." Haruhi said while trying to help him pick up the books out of his bag.

"It's alright Haruhi." He was smiling but something in his eyes showed sadness.

"Kyouya your bruised on your arm pretty bad." Haruhi said as she got up off the ground.

Kyouya got up off the dusty side walk and adjusted his glasses.

"I'm fine Haruhi, are you okay" he asked politely.

I'm okay. Haruhi answered.

"Kyouya senpai can I walk with you to school if you don't mind?" Haruhi asked. She was still worried about Kyouya.

Kyouya nodded and they walked their until they got to Ouran. Once they arrived there they saw the twins and Tamaki.

"Haruhi!" Tamaki shouted with his hands opened wide for a hug.

Tamaki then began to glomp Haruhi.

"You're going to . . ." Hikaru began.

"Suffocate her boss." Kaoru finshed.

Haruhi rolled her eyes and then tried to break from Tamaki's grasp.

"Tamaki can you let go of me? You're crushing me." asked Haruhi.

Tamaki broke out of his grasp. They all began to walking to there home rooms. Tamaki and Kyouya left to go to their home rooms and Haruhi, Hikaru, and Kaoru.

Homeroom was the same tedious routine as usual. The rest of the school day was same as always. Once the school day was over Haruhi went to the Host club. She walked over to the music room and came into the host club. Today everyone was in Greek mythology cosplay. Honey was dressed as Hermes, Tamaki as Zeus, Mori as Poiseden, and Kyouya as Hades. Kyouya wasn't too scary looking though, Haruhi figured if he was he scare their guest.

"Change into this Haruhi." Kyouya handed Haruhi a bag of clothes and a brown wig.

Haruhi took the bag and got changed. Once she was finished changing she looked at herself in a mirror.

"Of course they had to make me Aphrodite." Haruhi thought to herself.

Haruhi came out of the dressing room and everyone looked at her.

"Haruhi looks so cute when he cosplay's as a girl." said one of the guest to another guest.

"I know right?" another guest agreed.

Haruhi and the rest of the host went to entertain their guests. Renge appeared from a door and went straight to Kyouya.

She hugged him tightly and he winced. Something was different about the expression on his face though. The hug Renge gave Kyouya looked painful but something on his face showed something else. Something in his eyes were different. Something like a mix of sadness and maybe anger. Something about Kyouya was off to say the less. Kyouya was not . . . himself.

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Should I continue? I think I might. Please Review!