"Ughhh... Kyoya, I feel as if someone is pounding a spatula into my head... With a TV... And not the flat screen kind, the big old fat ones," Tamaki said, pushing his lunch away and putting his head down on the desk.
Kyoya looked at Tamaki with a weird face. "What?"
"I HAVE A HEADACHE! Ow..." Tamaki winced and weaved his fingers into his hair.
"Oh." Kyoya sipped on his tea and ate some kind of high-class bread while writing in his black notebook. "You want medicine?"
"Ew, no. It tastes disgusting, and I'll probably just throw it up," Tamaki complained. He really felt horrible. "Cancel club events today, I can't do this, I'm sorry... I'll make all of my princesses worried."
Haruhi over heard that the Host Club was closed for the day and sat next to 'mommy and daddy.'
"Senpai? Are you alright?"
"He's on his period," Kyoya teased.
"Shut up, Kyoya!" Tamaki shouted. What Haruhi didn't know, was that Tamaki gets extremely moody when he doesn't feel well (Yes, more moody than he is when he's feeling fine).
"This fool has a migraine," Kyoya explained.
"Oh, I have medicine in my bag if y-"
"NO! IT TASTES YUCKY!"
How childish...
Haruhi sighed and got Tamaki a cup of water. "Here, drink this, and give me your hand," She said.
Tamaki slowly lifted his head and did what Haruhi wanted. He didn't feel up to asking why.
As he sipped on the water, Haruhi rubbed the palm of his hand with her thumb and forefinger.
"Better?"
"Mnn... L'il bit..."
Haruhi, Kyoya, and Tamaki all skipped class that afternoon, and sat outside for some fresh air. Tamaki laid his head on Haruhi's lap with his eyes closed. Never once has he felt so relaxed.
Kyoya finally got him to take a pill (which actually didn't taste so bad) Then Kyoya pulled off his glasses, and lay next to Tamaki. Soon all three of them were fast asleep under the sakura tree, cudding against each other, have forgotten completely to tell the other host club members that club was cancelled that day.
