Dear Readers!

This is my summer series! I hope that you enjoy it! I will update it every week, so if you like it check on it every Friday, and sure enough there will be a new chapter! I hope you enjoy this story! I don't own Ouran High School Host Club. So don't sue!

I'm now officially alone in the world

I'm now officially alone in the world. I have no family, no living relatives, no bulwark. I feel the grief rush through my body; consuming me and making me feel sick to my stomach.

I'm sitting in the hospital, and everyone is rushing by me. I don't know what to do; I don't know who to turn to. The nurse tells me that they will send the body to the morgue for me and that someone will handle the funeral for me. It will be a small and simple, but it will have to do. After all I can't plan the funeral; I'm still in high school for goodness sake.

Oh no, how am I going to go to high school if I can't pay rent. I'm going to have to work part-time, but I can't since I'm I host. I guess I'll just have to live on the streets.

My dad only left me twenty thousand yen, not enough to get her through even a month. Actually there was more money, but that was all going to the burial. How was she going to survive?

There is nothing I can do, I have to be sensible. I have to keep it together. I slowly trudged to the subway and took a train to 'my' apartment; it was paid till the end of the month. Today was the 30th of March.

What am I going to do?

I wake up with bags under my eyes. The sound of the ringing phone irratated my 'sound' sleep. I rub my eyes and reluctantly pick up the reciever.

"Hello?"

"Haruhi-kun!" Misuzu cried into his line of the phone, "I'm so sorry Haruhi-kun! I can't believe that it went done in such a terrible way . . . Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No," I answered, remembering what had happened the day before. My dad died, my last family member, "No, I don't need anything I'm fine."

"Do you need a place to stay?" Misuzu questioned.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you for calling, but I really need to be going to school."

"Go to school? But your father just –"

"Misuzu-san, I have to do something, if I sulk I may never be able to get over it," I tried my best to sound normal, but I can't deny the tears running down my face.

"Alright, I'm going to send Mei down in a few days to bring you some of my cooking, though you probably now how to make it already. Be safe."

"Yes Misuzu-san," I hung up the phone and was about to ready myself to go to school when I realized that I had fallen asleep in my uniform.

I sigh to myself; there is no use in trying to take out the wrinkles now. I simple wash my face, grab some food and head out the door.

"I'm going now!" I yell out before closing the door to the empty apartment.

I sit silently in my desk and I wait for everyone to arrive. I'm there even before the teacher. I hope someone comes soon; I don't want to have to have to much time to think about it, because if I do I'll never be able to stop crying.

"Good morning, Haruhi-kun!" Hikaru greeted me from behind.

"Good morning, Hikaru, why is no one in the classroom?" I ask quizzically. He just gives me a crooked smile.

"That's because first period was cancelled, didn't you here the announcement?" he laughs and messes with my hair, "Sometimes you are more absent minded than milord himself."

"Ano, don't compare me to him," I try to react as I usually would, but my voice isn't as vivacious as it usually is and he picks up on it quickly.

"It seems that there is a Host Club meeting in the music room, Kyoya-senpai sent me to fetch you," he grabs my hand and pulls me along with him.

We sit in the room waiting for Kyoya-senpai and Tamaki-senpai to arrive. I'm not sure what to do, because the room feels so normal. As if nothing had changed, as if my dads' death is just a horrible joke.

Hikaru and Kaoru are both harassing me. Hunny-senpai is still a bit tired, but Mori-senpai is getting some cake into his system.

"Haru-chan is awfully quiet today," I hear Hunny whisper to Mori.

"Hn," he replies, which, in turn, Hunny gives a nod, as if they both just had an entire understanding without words.

I realize that I haven't decided whether or not to tell them. Do I dare tell them?

"Haru-chan, did you have breakfast?" Hunny offers me a plate of chocolate chip pancakes with strawberries on top. They smell is wonderful. If it was yesterday, then I would have taken the pancakes without a second thought, but I don't really feel hungry.

"I'm fine Hunny-senpai, really," but of course that doesn't work and eventually I have a stack in front of me, and no appetite to speak of.

"Haruhi-kun should eat the pancakes. Right, Hikaru-kun," Kaoru picked up the fork on the table, and on the other side of me Hikaru picked up the knife.

"Yes Kaoru-kun, she should," and the both had me corned. They were about to proceed stuffing my face with pancake when finally Tamaki and Kyoya arrived.

"Eh, Kaoru, Hikaru, what are you doing to my precious daughter?" Tamaki automatically becomes his normal self, eccentrically insane.

"We're merely feeding her milord," they reply in unison.

"That is enough you three, we have important business to attend to," Kyoya took his seat in the chair to the right of the head of the table, "Everyone take your seats.

"Now let's get down to business," he paused briefly to adjust his glasses and open his notebook, "It has come to my attention that there is a certain personal matter in the host club that will effect the performance of our club. Therefore I will have to put immediate plans into action."

He knows.

"What are you talking about mom?" Tamaki asked worriedly.

How does he know?

"Yes," the twins chimed in, "What are you talking about?"

What am I going to do?

"Haruhi-kun," Kyoya catches my gaze, and I look unwillingly, "Would you like to tell them, or shall I?"

I guess it's now or never.

"My father died yesterday," I manage not to cry. I can't cry there is no time for that.

There is a silence in the room. I don't know what I'm going to do.

Hunny is on the verge of tears, and Mori has a sympathetic look in his eyes.

Hikaru looks hurt, like it is his fault that my father died. Kaoru looks worried, both for me and his brother.

Kyoya is cool as a cucumber, but somehow he doesn't seem as sharp as usual.

But the person who got hit the hardest was Tamaki. He didn't react at all. I half expected him to come running up to hug me, and drown me in his tears, but he just sat at the head of the table, silent and unmoved.

"I'm sorry Haruhi-kun," Kaoru finally says.

"Yes, we're both sorry," Hikaru adds.

"Our condolences," Hunny says for himself and Mori.

"Thank you," I say, but I feel a pain that I hear nothing from Tamaki.

"That isn't all, is it Haruhi-kun?" Kyoya pries.

"The lease on the apartment is up today; I either pay or leave," I feel like quartering Kyoya, this is none of his business, "I also have no way of paying, so the latter wins."

"Where are you going to go Haru-chan?"

"I don't know?" I reply uneasily, not knowing were this is going.

"You'll stay with us," the Hitachiin twins answered for her.

"What?!" I ask in shock.

"Then it is settled," Kyoya keeps his face set, "You are free to go."

After the meeting I receive hugs from everyone but Tamaki. He just slipped silently out of the room.

But right now I have bigger things to worry about, like how I'm going to survive at the Hitachiin residence.

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