Tamaki entered his mansion with more excitement than he's had in awhile. His Haruhi was back and she live in walking distance. Though he didn't consider himself as her father anymore he felt a protectiveness for the girl.

It was getting late and Tamaki prepared for bed as he did every night, but tonight he was so happy that as soon as he layer down he couldn't sleep.

So to help him drift to sleep he flipped on the news on his huge flatscreen t.v.. The stories of worldwide news as well as local news didn't catch his attention very much. As soon as his eyelids grew heavy, something immediately caused him to jump right out of bed. He walked closer to the t.v. to make sure what he heard was correct. "And a large chance of thunderstorms in your area tonight. Stay indoors as there is a large wind advisory as well."

While the wind was no concern to him, the part that grasped his attention he couldn't stop hearing it repeating in his head. 'Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder.' Shaking his head as if to get rid of the thought, he slipped into some normal clothes and grabbed his umbrella. Not wanting to cause any commotion with the staff, he slipped out unseen.

By the time he got outside it was pouring but no sign of thunder yet. It wasn't till he was three fourths a way there that he realized it would've been smart to request a driver. The wind had blown rain under his umbrella, and completely soaked his pants and bottom of his jacket but hadn't reached through to his shirt.

He reached the door and believing he was just being concerned, he let himself in. A staff member who was sweeping a hallway, happily told him were her room was. Not even concerned with who he was or what he wanted, which Tamaki noted to tell Haruhi about later, but right now a not very smart maid was none of his concern.

As he was met with the door of her room it still had only been raining, but when he reached for the doorknob he heard a cracking sound of lightning followed by a boom of thunder sent immediate chills down his spine. He burst through the door met with the tears filled eyes of a small shivering figure half covered with a blanket. She was wearing a cute nightgown that when having her knees to her chest rose slightly and was more revealing, but Tamaki only observed for a moment. When the thunder struck again this time followed by lightning that came through the huge window on the other side of her bed. Making the tears drop onto the blanket grabbing his attention to the situation at hand.

He walked over to her bed, bangs covering his eyes, as he sat down next to the trembling brunette. Trying to seem braver than she obviously wasn't in this situation she began to say, "Why are you stalking me...", her voice shaking so much. He noticed her trying to lighten the mood but felt so horrible for a reason he couldn't quite put his finger on. He laughed then said, "Actually I was watching the news and noticed a weather announcement that concerned me." "Oh..." She said barely audible as the thunder shook the very ground.

She cried more as it felt like bombs going off around her. He then wrapped his arms tightly around her. She gasped surprised at this, but immediately melted into his touch. He leaned back so he was laying back on the bed her falling on his chest. He smiled feeling her breathing began to slow and she stopped trembling.

Haruhi felt safe wrapped in his arms. He cared for her and she knew it. She felt her eyes begin to close and the thunder drown into the background. The only sound was his heartbeat, making her feel even more safe as he began to hum. She knew he was trying to distract her from the storm, and it was working.

Tamaki suddenly felt the small girl go limp in his arms. Knowing she had fallen asleep he kept humming to keep her dreams happy. He felt his eyes close, but he began to realize what had actually happened. His dream girl, a girl who had owned his heart, was sleeping on his chest. He blushed a bright crimson just thinking about it. His thoughts were interrupted by a pair of arms wrapping themselves around his middle, and face digging itself into his chest. Feeling her warm breath, if possible, he blushed even brighter.

Finally easing himself into this foreign touch, he drifted off to sleep. For the first time that night.

He had no trouble falling asleep.