Music Room 3, home to the Ouran High School Host Club.

Tamaki was chasing Hikaru and Kaoru across the room for calling him a pervert.

She let out an annoyed sigh. "To think this is a normal day here! What is wrong with my life?"

Her musings soon were interupted by the flood of daily guests, more like customers with Kyoya's prices.

"You only have a little bit left on the tab, keep working."
She told herself. "Then again, some magical fee of 500,000 yen is going to come up and there goes my dream of freedom." '

She glanced over at Tamaki.

He was happily conversing with customers and sipping tea.

Haruhi gave a smile. "But, I'm not sure if I want to leave here so quickly either."

More customers came, and the day went on.

"So, Tamaki-san, are we having instant coffee again anytime soon?"

Haruhi rolled her eyes as she walked past. "Tamaki-san?"

Tamaki shook himself. "Yes, princess?"

Haruhi picked up the tea set. "Odd, he never gets spaced out like that." She shrugged and turned her back.

"Senpai?" A girl inquired. Tamaki nodded. "What's wrong with your eyes, senpai?"Another customer inquired.

Tamaki waved his hand. "It's nothing, really."

Haruhi served a cup of tea to a customer.

She heard a crash and a cry of "Senpai!!", and found Tamaki unconscious next to a broken and oozing teacup.

*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*

The incident caused a large hubub at the school.

Haruhi felt pity for Tamaki, what a perfect time to have your father on a business trip.

She watched as he was put in the ambulance.

She looked at the closing doors and hopped inside.

"Haru-chan!" Hunny cried.

Kyoya just stared quietly at the closed doors, staring with knowledge.

"You should be able to tell." He said bluntly.

The sirens started whining as the ambulance drove away. "It happened. It was bound to eventually."

#*#*#*#*#*

The beeping echoed throughout the cold white room.

Haruhi stared blankly at his face, now covered with an Oxygen mask.

"He hardly looks like himself now, with that mask and those wires..." She mused.

Haruhi noticed his usually smiling face was now wrenched with pain.

His eyes were barely open, he turned in her direction.

"Haruhi..." He whispered, barely managing a weak smile.
She gave a smile at him also, but she felt a strange feeling.

Like... She could burst into tears.

She swallowed the lump in her throat and walked out of the room. "

Why do I feel like this? Like...I'm not going to see him for a long time."

*
Haruhi came to her wits and walked back into the room. The pain on his face was no longer there, and he was sleeping peacefully.

She gave a relieved smile and sat down.

The door opened and Kyoya walked in. "Sleeping?" Haruhi nodded. "Yes." She turned to Kyoya. "Have they contacted his father yet?"

Kyoya nodded. "And yes, they have been trying to figure out what his condition is."

Haruhi jolted. "He's like a mind-reader!" She thought. "Any luck finding out what it is?"

He shook his head. "Not until tomorrow at least, whatever he has isn't a textbook condition."

Haruhi sighed. "When should his father's plane be getting in?"
"Tomorrow."

"I'm staying until then." Haruhi stated.

"Haruhi, it's not neccesary." He responded.

"He needs a friend right now! I wouldn't want to be alone in the world right now!" She protested.

Kyoya sighed, no use in fighting her. "See you tomorrow afternoon then."

*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*

A.n: Yay! My first OHSHC fic :D Hope you enjoyed the first chapter, more to come!)