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Okay, so here's a new story, by me, Pumpkinjuice! I hope you all enjoy, this is my first ouran fanfiction and I hope you enjoy.

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Chapter 1

Club activities were in the usual swing of things at the Ouran High School Host Club. Delicate music graced the third music room, and brought a charming atmosphere for the girls who came to spend their afternoon. Haruhi had already checked the small notebook of Kyouya's that gave each member their schedule and was carrying her tray of drinks over to the three girls who had requested her for the afternoon. She placed the tray down and was able to catch a few words the girls had been trading in their conversation.

"Well, I'm going to go see him next week, just for a small lift around the eyes."

"Really? I already went last week for my nose."

"I just don't know what I should do. I have an appointment with him but we don't know what we'll be doing."

Haruhi sat back once the coasters and drinks were set. She had already figured out what they had been speaking of but knew not to indulge into the conversation until they explained it to her. One girl with long hair, slender shoulders but a slightly chubby face turned to Haruhi and enlightened her.
"We're talking about seeing Dr. Meesa. He's this plastic surgeon; he's also a genius. Now we just need to figure out what Asuka should do at her appointment. What do you think, Haruhi?"

Haruhi's large, brown, eyes opened, slightly, wider as she pretended to fake an interest in the conversation, knowing the proper way to be a host never included insulting the girl's views on a subject. However, she was never one to let her opinions just die in her mind. In a calm voice she casually stated, with the complete host demeanor, "Well, of course I would never change a thing on you, and I can't image you in any other way."

Their eyes gleamed with happiness at her small compliment and they squealed with delight. It wasn't often that Haruhi would make a statement on someone's physical appearance. Haruhi tried to tell the girls not to be so loud but it didn't work. A few customers' interests were spiked and they rushed over to inquire what had brought such livelihood to Haruhi's, normally reserved, customers. Once they heard her compliment they felt the need to sit down and discuss more topics with Haruhi. Without knowing it, Haruhi had stolen two of Tamaki-sempai's customers. When the two girls sat down Haruhi noticed that she was running low on refreshments for the newcomers. She went to retrieve some more, leaving the girls to discuss exaggerated stories about herself.

As she began to boil a pot of water for some tea and she heard the applauding voice of Kyoya, "Well done, Haruhi. It seems you have added two more customers to your venue."
"Oh," she modestly shook her head. "I can't see them staying longer than today."
"Well tell that to Tamaki, he's a little upset that he lost two adoring customers to you." Haruhi sighed and glanced over to Tamaki, sitting on the couch, his arms wrapped around his legs, and tears flowing freely over his face. Two of his customer already stood over him; trying to comfort him.
Haruhi wondered if she should say anything to him but decided against it. It wasn't her fault that the customers had left in the first place and they would be back on his couch the next day.

However, the more she thought about it the more she wanted to apologize. It wasn't that she blamed herself for the customers leaving or Tamaki's outburst but she did feel there were two reasons to apologize. These two reasons made her feel very bad for him and these two reasons were sitting with him on the couch. Hikaru and Kaoru sat on either side of Tamaki, edging him on and constantly reminding him of all the fun times he had had with the two customers now seated at Haruhi's table.

Haruhi began to place the tea bags into a fancy pot when she caught a few words being exchanged between the three.

"Remember, they gave you those homemade chocolates for Valentines Day?" Hikaru teased, speaking a bit louder than was needed: making sure Haruhi had caught every mean word.

"Oh they were good." Kaoru smiled like a majestic dragon.

"They were." Hikaru agreed, the same mischievousness lingered in his words.

They both changed appearance at the same moment, showing sympathy and a somber attitude, "Alas," they both sighed, "You will never know how good they were. Now only Haruhi shall."

Just as Tamaki was about to scream from the memories of the chocolates he'd never eat, Hikaru added. "And us of course." Reminding him of how they had stolen the chocolates and ate them right in front of him on Valentine's day.

Tamaki cried out in pain and tried to reason with himself that Haruhi would never do that to him but with the twins constantly saying she would, he was having trouble focusing on the thought.

"That's enough!" Haruhi shouted, spreading her arms out to signal a stop. Everyone in the third music room turned to watch and Haruhi straightened herself up and fixed her tie to act, somewhat, more professional. She joined the three on the couch, and turned to Tamaki. "I did not steal any of your customers. Customers are allowed to pick and choose between us at will and I am sorry but for today they seem to have chosen me. It was nothing against you." She pointed out before he decided to go on a self hate lecture, "They just wanted to..." Okay if I don't end this now by complimenting him it will never finish! She thought, and then tried to conjure up the perfect compliment for him in his dire need. "They wanted to speak to me to talk about what a great host you are."

She cringed as she lied through her teeth, but Tamaki did not see that. Tamaki only heard that people liked him and that he was the center of attention again.
He pulled himself, a confident and admirable Tamaki and outstretched his arm to help Haruhi up. "Ah. Now I see, and understand. Thank you, Haruhi. I knew my daughter would never try to hurt me and I guess the mere thought of you doing something like that brought daddy to tears."

Haruhi shook her head, not liking the daddy/daughter act but heard the customers surrounding them happily conversing on having the regular Tamaki back. She excused herself from Tamaki, who gracefully thanked the customers who tried to help him through, 'his midlife crisis', as the seventeen-year-old put it.

Haruhi went back to the table where her water had boiled silently and began to make the tea. She heard footsteps behind her and waited silently for the taunting twins to come to her. They would not be happy that she had ended their fun with Tamaki and she was certain they would make sure she'd pay for it.

"Haruhi, quite a dramatic show!" Hikaru clapped his hands twice, a sign of applause.

Kaoru nodded and leaned in close to her. "Fantastic, the way you handled Tamaki like that."

Hikaru came closer to her as well, but his voice was not taunting, instead it was very serious. "Of course, how would Tamaki feel, if he knew that his little daughter..." he looked away from Haruhi to make sure that Tamaki was watching them intently. He was, his face brimming with curiosity as he wondered what was happening. Seeing that they had his undivided attention he spoke louder, "Lied to him!"

Tamaki gasped and Haruhi hissed at the twins. "Why did you do that?"

They back away from her, their arms in a shrug, "We don't know!" they chimed, and with that they broke into a run.

Haruhi, not wanting to deal with Tamaki, dashed after them. She was going to make them apologize to Tamaki: they would be the ones to explain it, not her. However, things got a little weird when Tamaki began to chase her.
"Haruhi, is it true? Why would you lie to your daddy?"
"I never did!" She tried to shout back at him while jumping over the sofa the twins had just eased over while they shouted "Yes she did!"

"Oh you!" She muttered, as the twins broke apart to go around a column on either side. Haruhi ran past the column, hitting her left arm on it. She grasped it, trying to rub the pain away, but kept running after the twins. She was getting angrier by the second at them and wondered why they wouldn't stop. That's when a thought hit her. I've only been following one...where did the other go?

Just as this realization hit her so did a trolley full of dirty dishes. She fell to the ground, loosing her balance because of her pained arm.

"Oh. Sorry Haruhi, I did not see you." Hikaru's voice shouted from the other end of the trolley. Tamaki came dashing up to Haruhi, stopping before he ran over her. He bent down and offered his hand to help her up.
She took it and stood up; in a matter of seconds the twins were behind Tamaki. They clashed a loud symbol close to his ears and in that instant Tamaki dropped Haruhi's hand. She staggered forward for a moment but was able to keep her balance by leaning on the trolley.

Hikaru then ran over Haruhi's toes, "Ouch you stupid...!" She lost her balance and fell back, the trolley moved from under her weight. She slipped to the ground, a glass and several plates, from the trolley, crashed down around her.
Everyone heard the crash and silence spread over the room. Haruhi was on the floor, clutching her right arm now, with her numbing left one.

The twins, fearful they had killed their best friend, ran over to her, along with the already tearful Tamaki. Kyouya came over as well, he didn't look worried about Haruhi, the glass and plates were another story. Hunny and Mori walked over and sat down with the twins and Haruhi, asking if she was alright. Hunny tried to give her his bunny to make her better and Tamaki ran off to go get his teddy bear, saying that his bear was more affectionate than Hunny's bunny.

"Haru-chan? Haru-chan? Waaah...Haru-chan won't say anything." Hunny then wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Please get better Haru-chan. You look so..." but he never got a chance to finish.

As he tried to give her a hug Haruhi stood up and moved her shoulders to the side to give him a slight push off of her. Luckily, Mori was there to comfort him. In a grim silence they watched Haruhi head towards the third Music Room door.

Tamaki came running out from the dressing room, carrying his bear with him. "Haruhi, where are you going? I was just about to comfort you so that you are not sad anymore."

At that moment, Haruhi stopped dead in her tracks and turned her head around. She was not sad, she was not in pain, she was angry and she was going to kill them. The twins, Mori, Hunny and Tamaki all shut their mouths in unison as they watched her walk out of the third music room. None of them opened their mouths to speak until they heard the thud of the large music room door close.

It was Kyouya who spoke first. "Well, I will have to tend to Haruhi's customers, such a shame. She would have made herself some good profit for today. If she hadn't broken the plates and glasses, or left her customers sitting in their seats without entertaining them..." He trailed off, writing in his book as he usually did.
An infuriated Tamaki turned to Kyouya, his mouth open in shock. "How can you even consider any of that when our Haruhi is upset! What are you doing, mom?"

Kyouya rolled his eyes, and exhaled a large breath of hot air in annoyance. "Well, dad, I was just thinking that our daughter may need some time alone: away from her brothers," he shot a look at the twins. "The neighbour boys," he turned to Mori and Hunny. "And, most importantly, her father." He looked up and down at the confused blonde standing wide eyed in his face before continuing his motherly advice. "I'm sure Haruhi will be back some time soon, after she realizes she is wearing the kimono for today's events and has left her uniform in the back room."

Everyone agreed that it was very much like Haruhi to come back for her uniform but they were still fearful she would not return. Once the club activities finished they all waited a few extra hours before realizing that Haruhi would not be returning to the club that night.

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