Chapter 1- The Dream
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran Highschool Host Club.
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"Haruhi?"
"Yes, mom?"
"Remember this dear, people can change but memories will never. Got that?"
"Okay mom. But why would you tell me this?"
"Because your father and I love you. Remember that too."
"Don't worry. I will."
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Haruhi woke with a start, her brown eyes wide. She sat up quickly, almost falling out her small bed as she did so. She ran her fingers through her short brown hair. "Why would I dream of that? After so long?" She said aloud as she pulled her knees up from under the baby-blue quilt that lay untidily in front of her. Haruhi gripped her legs, burying her face. The brunette sighed into her knees, her eyes scrunched shut. At times like this, she really missed her mother.
She continued to sit like this for a few moments, cradling her face on her legs. The cream curtains rustled from the slight breeze that blew in from the open window. Haruhi shivered and wrapped her arms around her legs even tighter. She grabbed the quilt and wrapped it around herself in attempt to keep herself warm. Her big, brown doe eyes gazed at the open window, wondering if she opened it or if her dad had done it. It was most likely her dad, she thought to herself. Ranka, being the doting father that he is, probably thought it was too warm in his daughter's room. Hence the reason why the window was open. Haruhi untangled herself from her quilt and lazily swung her legs over the edge of the bed, the tip of her toes grazing the wooden floor.
She glanced at the arm clock, it read 8:05. Haruhi stared at her alarm clock, narrowing her eyes as the time flashed back at her. "8:05? I'm going to be late." she sighed, springing off the bed. She ran to her wooden wardrobe and started to change into her school uniform. At some point her Dad came and stood next to her door, leaning on the frame. He looked at his daughter, knowing that Haruhi had been up all last night studying. He knew that she must stay on top of the class, but he was worried about her.
"Haruhi darling, what's with all the noise?" he pouted. He draped one arm across his chest as he rubbed his eyes sleepily with his other arm, pulling his dressing gown tighter around himself.
"Sorry dad." Haruhi apologised, "I just woke up so I'm going to be late for school." She finished buttoning her shirt and hurriedly did her tie.
"Oh no, we've got to get you ready!" He gushed as he put his hands on his cheeks, squeezing them slightly, "You have to look your best for school and the Host Club!"
She froze.
"I completely forgot that I had Host Club today! I'm forgetting everything!" She fumed.
She hurriedly fixed her tie and headed towards her bedroom door. Ranka moved out of her way and walked into her room, His eyes lingering on Haruhi's blazer that just lay over the back of her chair. He grabbed it, and ran towards his daughter, were he threw the item of clothing towards her face. "Sweetie! You forgot your blazer!" Ranka cried.
"Thanks, but I better be going now." Haruhi sighed, throwing her blazer on roughly, "I'll be leaving in 5 minutes."
Ranka hugged his daughter quickly and slipped past his waiting daughter, placing a hand over his mouth to stifle an oncoming yawn. Haruhi leant on the door frame, staring at her father until he disappeared to his room, on down the hall. As she leant on the door frame, she tugged on her black socks and threw on her shoes, hurriedly stomping to get them in the right position. Checking that she had everything, Haruhi ran out the door. How could the brunette forget about the Host Club? Was it because she was tired?
How could she forget the Host Club? How could she forget Tamaki, the lively and energetic blonde king, Kyoya, the sly and calculating shadow king, Hikaru and Kaoru the twins, Honeyi, the childish yet eldest cake lover and Mori, the silent stoic giant? She loved each one of them dearly and she loved spending time with them, they were like her second family in a way.
Haruhi ran out from her room and into the bathroom, almost falling into the bath tub. She grabbed her toothbrush and squeezed on some toothpaste, but most of it landed in the sink. Haruhi sighed, shaking her head slightly. The brunette held back her hair as she spat into the porcelain sink, wiping her mouth with sleeve of her blazer. The twins were going to have a fit, she thought, but that thought was lost as she ran out into the hallway and into the kitchen, her footsteps echoing on the bare wooden floor.
Haruhi opened the nearest cupboards and searched for some food to eat, hoping that she would have some time to gulf it down before she left. She spotted a loaf of bread near the back of the cupboard, she then grabbed the food and hurriedly took two slices. Straightening up and closing the door, she set her bag on the table. Scanning through her bag, Haruhi made sure that she had packed everything for her classes so finally, she zipped up it up and roughly threw it over her shoulders.
"I'm leaving!" Haruhi yelled loudly, hoping her dad hadn't fallen asleep yet. She opened the apartment door, resting her hand on the worn door knob.
"Bye sweetie, save a good day! Make sure to tell the boys Ranka said hi, won't you? Love you." was her dad's reply.
Haruhi burst through the door, forcefully shutting it on her way out. She locked the door with her key and pocketed it, sprinting to the steps that led to the ground floor of the apartments. She was on her second slice of bread now. She gulfed it down, barely swallowing it as she sprinted down the steps. She tripped on the last couple of steps but luckily landed on her feet .
She checked her watch, the time reading 8:13. She was going to be late, but hopefully not by much depending on the traffic. The quickest route to school was going down into town and catching a bus. She knew the last bus for school was at 8:20. She checked her watch again, it read 8:14. She could make it if she ran and that's exactly what she did. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her.
She just hoped she didn't miss that bus.
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