Haruhi sighed, running her fingers through her hair as she stared at the clock at the front of the classroom. It was Wednesday, which meant she'd have to miss the host club once again. Maybe she would tell them tomorrow where she's going. But she had already told Kyouya where she was disappearing off to every Wednesday, which he obviously understood, and even offered to help. But she knew she'd hate her for it. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as the bell rang, and she quickly gathered her stuff, ignoring the constant chatter of the room, and the sounds of the twins chatting idly beside her.
"Hey guys, could you tell Kyouya I'm going to have to miss the host club again today?" Haruhi asked, throwing a short glance towards the twins. They'd stopped talking, and where frowning at her once again. 'Here we go...' she thought.
"Where do you keep going, Haruhi? You've got us all worried." Hikaru sighed, rubbing the side of his head in annoyance. Kaoru cast a worried glance her way; they all seemed to give her these looks on Wednesdays, had she really been visiting that often? If she had, she hadn't been noticing. How long ago was it when it happened? Seemed like years ago.
"I'm sorry I keep making you guys worry, but there's really nothing to worry about. I'll see you tomorrow." She smiled, raising a hand in a short wave as she made her way quickly out of the classroom. 'I don't have much time...' Haruhi sighed, rubbing her eyes.
'Sorry guys.'
The twins spared a quick glance at each other, before rushing out of the classroom and to the third music room as fast as their feet could carry them.
"Tono, Tono! Haruhi left us again, can we follow her?" They cried, each of them slamming a door open wide. Tamaki blinked a few times registering what they were saying before it clicked.
"Yes, yes!" He cried, running over to the storage closet to find the "closed" sign.
"We shall find out Haruhi, and stop that scoundrel from stealing my beloved daughter away from me!" Kyouya stared at Tamaki, clearly not happy with the predicament he was in. He did promise Haruhi he wouldn't tell them, but if he couldn't tell them, how could he stop them? So long as Tamaki was convinced Haruhi was off gallivanting with another boy, he couldn't.
"I'm sure she's just spending time with family or something, Tamaki." Kyouya replied calmly, typing away at his laptop. Inside though, he was worried. He almost didn't want the host club to find out, knowing it would make bother Haruhi and her unhappy. Though, it would make Haruhi unhappy more. And due to the fact it would make Haruhi unhappy, that would make Tamaki unhappy, who would want to the help the other girl to make Haruhi happy, but then the other girl would be unhappy. 'I think I just confused myself...'
"No Kyouya, if that were the case, she would have told us so, but she hasn't! Therefore, it must be something she's trying to keep from us, and my daughter shouldn't keep things away from her father!" He cried stomping his feet childishly on the ground and wailing like a child. Kyouya sighed, this truly was going to turn out terribly.
"Alright, alright, but we better hurry, she must be half way there by now." Kyouya mumbled, walking towards the door, a happy Tamaki and a curious host club behind him.
Haruhi sighed, dropping off her bag at her house. Her dad wasn't home yet, so she would have to leave him a note or something- not that he didn't already know where she was. He completely understood which she was thankful for. She quickly picked up the box of strawberry daifuku she had made, and locked the door behind her. 'Aoi always did love daifuku...' Haruhi thought sadly, as she continued her way down the street. Shivering, she started to get the feeling that someone was watching her, but then again, she usually did, what with her dad following her to the store and everything. 'It's probably just my imagination.' She convinced herself, smiling slightly as she repositioned the box to sit under her arm.
"Gahh, my Haruhi is taking a present to the scoundrel!" Tamaki wailed, biting his fist in despair. Though he was wailing, he made sure he was quiet enough so that Haruhi couldn't hear him.
"Shh, Tono, she might hear us!" whispered the twins simultaneously, hiding behind a nearby bush.
"Why are we following Haru-chan?" Honey whispered, sitting on top of Mori's shoulders.
"To find out where she's going" Mori mumbled, repositioning Honey to make sure he wouldn't fall off.
Tamaki sighed, an awful feeling settling in his gut. He didn't want Haruhi giving her attention to other males; she should be in the host club, with him! He was her father, after all. He had the right to be protective. Haruhi suddenly whipped around, her eyes scanning for something. Tamaki quickly hid behind a bin, pulling Kyouya down with him. That was close, too close. He heard Haruhi sigh, and continue walking. Why was she walking this way? The park was in the other direction. The only things down this road were a commoner's elementary school and the commoner's hospital. The host club continued to follow her for about twenty minutes, at which point the twins were complaining that they should have taken a limo. They were soon silenced by Tamaki's shushing, who was watching curiously as Haruhi walked straight past the elementary school. So, she was going to the hospital then? Why would she need to go there?
"Oh no, is my Haruhi sick, and goes for regular checkups on Wednesdays?" Tamaki wailed staring wide eyed at Kyouya. "Mommy! Get Haruhi to go to one of your elite hospitals, daddy won't allow his daughter to pay for the bills at this commoner's hospital!"
Kyouya sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. Was Tamaki really that stupid? Wait, why did he bother even thinking that?
"Tamaki, why would Haruhi take a box to the hospital if she's ill? Most likely, a box of sweets?" he sighed, re-adjusting his glasses. Tamaki blinked a few times, before his mouth dropped open and gaped like a fish.
"Is she visiting someone?" He mumbled his eyes still wide. He quickly spun around to the twins, a new look twinkling in his eyes.
"I have reason to believe the scoundrel that scoundrel Haruhi has been dating has been diagnosed with a terminal illness, so instead of going to the park on Wednesdays, she visits him at the hospital!" he shouted, not at all bothered if Haruhi could hear him, she was already at the hospital doors now anyway.
"No way!" The twins gasped, staring at each other before turning back to Tamaki, shocked looks identical on their faces.
"Poor Haru-chan..." Honey sniffled, hugging Mori's head. "We should buy him some cake, Takeshi! Cake makes everyone feel better, right?" Mori only grunted in reply.
"Let's go see who this guy is?" suggest Hikaru, following Haruhi through the hospital doors before anyone could complain. Not that they were complaining, they all wanted to see who this young man was. The secretary behind the desk was more than happy to tell the group of charming young men where Haruhi had wondered off to, and asked if they were going to be spending a lot of time there. Kyouya reassured her that they would only be a few minutes, which in turn confused the host club. Not wasting anytime, the twins and Tamaki ran for the stairs, Mori and Honey following shortly after. Instead, Kyouya waited for the elevator, preferring not to have to listen to them all the way up the stairs.
Tamaki and the twins, stopped at the number of the room, which luckily seemed to have a glass window to peer into it, sparing a quick glance between each other, the three of them peeked through the window, and almost wished they hadn't.
Haruhi smiled, holding the boys hand and she held out the box of sweets with the other. Tamaki felt a huge pain in his chest, but couldn't understand why. Maybe it was the loss of his daughter? He quickly shook his head, and willed himself to look. The boy had cropped blue hair that was longer in the front and short at the back. He also had the most striking eyes Tamaki had ever seen. They were a piercing gold colour, yet also held softness to them. Tamaki could clearly see this man was attractive, very attractive. If he wasn't with his Haruhi right now, he'd want this boy as a host. But at the moment, Tamaki hated him. No, he despised him. And judging by the looks on the twins faces, they didn't seem to like him much either. Coughing from the room quickly caught Tamaki's attention, his eyes darted back to the couple. He was coughing extremely hard; Tamaki could hear his wheezing through the glass. He had to turn away when Haruhi raised a cardboard bowl to the boys' mouth, which Tamaki guessed he was sick in. He noted how caring Haruhi pulled the boys bangs back. It made him feel sick. For feeling jealous, and for hating a obviously very sick boy.
"What do you think is wrong with him? He doesn't look healthy at all." Kaoru mumbled his eyes slightly down cast. It was obvious the three of them felt guilty. Hikaru caught the attention of a passing nurse and attempted to get some information out of her. But Tamaki wasn't listening; he couldn't draw his attention away from Haruhi and the mysterious boy. He could see the appreciation and caring in the boys eyes, and in Haruhi's he could only see worriment and distress. It was then that he decided. This boy made Haruhi happy, and he was sick. Tamaki needed to preserve whatever kept his daughter, god forbid that she lost another person who was important to her.
"I've decided." He whispered, but it was obviously loud enough for the rest of the newly arrived host club and the twins to hear. They all turned their attention, mixed expressions on each of their faces.
"I'm going to get this boy out of this hospital, and into one that can make him better quicker. He makes Haruhi happy, and I don't want Haruhi to lose anyone else."
"I'm afraid that can't happen." Kyouya said, finally catching up with the rest of the club.
"I've already offered, to which Haruhi happily agreed, but her friend declined, saying they don't want my money to help them." Kyouya said, continuously writing into his notebook. "I cannot deny that wish."hHaHaHHHHHhhbv;
"You knew!" Tamaki gasped, pointing an accusing finger at Kyouya.
"Yes, I did. Now we need to leave before they notice us. I promised Haruhi I wouldn't tell you, and so far, I haven't." He said, making his way towards the stairs.
"Now come on, Haruhi was going to tell you sometime this week anyway."
Tamaki immediately felt guilt well up inside his stomach. He should have trusted his daughter more, she just wasn't ready to tell them.
