Haruhi slowly walked through the blossoming cherry trees, this was her favorite spot, it was after all, the place she met Hikaru.

~cue le flashback~

"Come on, mamma," a five year old Haruhi call out.

"I'm coming, dear, I'm coming," Kotoko, Haruhi's mother called back to her as she tried to keep up.

It was late fall, the air was cold and crisp. Their breath came as clouds as they huffed to their favorite spot. That's where Kotoko would read to Haruhi under the cherry trees. They had brung two thermoses, one with hot tea and the other with hot chocolate to keep them warm on the chilly day. As they were sitting down on the blanket Kotoko had spread out, a gust of wind came and blown Haruhi's aqua hat off of her small head and blew to a park close by, she ran after it. It blew over to a small orange haired figure huddled against the pole to the swing set.

"Hey, are you okay?" Haruhi poked the small boy. When she didn't get a response, she shook him. Not seeing any signs of him waking up, she shrugged her coat off and draped it over the small boy, "Now I'll be right back, don't move, okay?" She told the boy and ran off to her mother.

"Haruhi, where did your coat go?" her mother asked as Haruhi took her hand and pulled her forward, "Haruhi, where are we going?"

"Just come on, momma, I think he's hurt," she tugged her mother to the park.

"Who's he?" Kotoko asked. Haruhi, convinced her mother was coming too slow, let go of her hand and ran toward the swing set. She dropped to her knees next to the small boy and pulled the coat closer to his shoulders.

"See? I told you. I brought my mommy," she whispered to him gently.

"Haruhi, wh-" she cut herself off when she saw the boy, huddled over, clad in her daughter's coat, "My goodness!" She knelt by Haruhi and peeled back the covering to see his face. She gasped when she saw his blew lips. "Dear Lord," she mumbled, feeling his forehead with the back of her hand, "He's ice cold," She looked around the park for the boy's parents, but the park was deserted. She stood up and scooped the boy into her arms. "Come on, Haru," she said quietly. Haruhi grabbed her hat and hurried after her mother to where she sat the boy on their blanket under the hibernating cherry trees. Haruhi watched as her mother quickly gathered up their things and wrapped the boy in the blanket and picked him up once more.

"Come on baby, we need to get him home,"

"Where does he live, mamma?" Haruhi asked.

"I mean we're taking him to our home, dear," she told her daughter, Haruhi's eyes brightened.

"Really?" she asked excitedly, her mother nodded, "Then let's hurry home and show him to daddy!"

When we got home, we nursed him back to health, and since we couldn't find his parents, he lived with us from then on. The reason we couldn't find his parents was because the boy woke up with amnesia and couldn't remember anything but his name, it was Hikaru.

Soooooo... what did you think? I've been toying with this concept for a while and finally decided to post it.

I hoped you guys liked it, there will be more to come, i just wanted to test it out and see how you guys like it.

ANYWAYS, (if you've read any of my other storys, you will remember the ever-present 'anyways' from the A/Ns) Review, kay, 'Till next time, Loves-

Ally-chan Ravenwood :-*