A/n: Well Haruhi is quite out of character here. I guess she usually is when I write about her. Let me know what you think.

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I sat in my chair,eyes closed, wishing that somehow the thoughts of him would go away. Tamaki was my friend, my senpai, my hopes... My dreams? I couldn't help but wonder when I had placed him there.

Why does it seem like he's always on my mind? It's summer vacation and i'm supposed to be studying. NOT thinking of Tamaki! I chided myself, noting that i've done that alot lately.

I opened my eyes, and attempted to begin the book I was supposed to be reading. My concentration however easily broke and annoyance flooded me once again.

I couldn't help but sigh. I'd only gotten through two or three words and I was already losing myself in thoughts of him, Tamaki Suoh-The king of the Host club.

I turned from my book due to the fact that dad(Ranka) was laughing girlishly.

I gave him a confused stare. He responded with a smile.

"You can't seem to concentrate... It is almost as if something is bothering you. Haruhi, darling, what is on your mind?" Dad asked.

I wondered if he was ever troubled by the constant thoughts of Mom when they first became attracted(?) to eachother.

It seems like... These feelings I have for him just popped out of nowhere. I didn't even notice it before, and now, just because he hasn't talked to me in a couple days he is ALL that is on my mind... Could what Hikaru said actually be true?Do I love him?

"Dad? Wh-what was it like when you fell in love with mom?"I asked him, worry clearly playing across my frail features.

Dad seemed pained almost and I felt bad for asking the question.

"It was sort of like a wildfire. When it happened, it was quick; I didn't know until it almost completely overcame me." He answered me almost as thoughtful as I'd hoped it to be.

A wildfire huh? Quick and all consuming... Somehow I know that describes my feelings toward Tamaki. I suppose then, I could begin to call this love. I think instead of wasting my time I could ask him how he feels about me. I swear if that idiot says i'm his 'daughter' one more time, i'll hurt him...

Before I forgot I smiled at my dad, and managed a 'thank you' before heading out the door-Out to face another wonderfully confusing day of my life.