Chapter 2: Hell In A Handbasket

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, nor do I claim rights to any of the affiliated characters, this is a non-profit story.

Warnings/Notes: Thanks to all of you who've reviewed, I haven't seen the series the whole way through so I don't have a complete grasp on the characters personalities, expect some level of OOC behavior. This chapter's ending is a little random and abrupt but chapter three will make up for it.

The sound of Tamaki's bellowing voice never left the back of her mind. She felt the sweat sticking to every inch of her exposed skin, the cold, sticky liquid binding her tighter to the sheets. Occasionally she closed her eyes to try and let sleep take away the feeling of nausea that quickly washed over her, but such a peace of mind never came. The twins were soon babbling on about something in their defense as Tamaki continuously accused them of obscene things. She couldn't help but roll her eyes when he went to far as to say that they had done something to make her sick. Eventually Kyoya stopped their bickering while staying stationary, not because he wanted to, obviously seeing Haruhi's torment sparked something deep within him, but because they could accomplish nothing with three of the host club members acting like idiots.

"Did you call for a doctor Tama-chan?" Hunny asked as he stood to full height behind Mori who was sitting on a chair in the corner of the room.

The blonde nodded, "Of course, I want help for my daughter just as soon as possible." He crooned in response, obviously wanting to convey some sort of paternal love to Haruhi, who personally had no interest in his motives.

Sighing she wiped some sweat from her hairline and re-situated herself in bed, she could feel Kyoya slinking further and further in a trance in an attempt to escape the situation, which was currently not benefiting him in any way. She couldn't blame him really, even the twins had become bored and taken to staring at one another and making strange and indirect confessions of love. The walls around the brunette seemed to be such a stark white that she felt for a moment as if she were in some sort of an asylum. She found her gaze traveling to and stopping upon a strange man who stood in the doorway. An unfamiliar face that seemed almost threatening stared back at her…the doctor perhaps?

She observed him a bit more closely as he ushered Kyoya and Mori politely out of the way. His pale skin and sharp features reminded her of that of a foreigner but such was not a concern. She watched as he moved to her bedside holding something she had not seen before. Without a word from anyone (even Tamaki was now watching intently) the object was pressed to and drug smoothly across her forehead. 38.8 degrees Celsius, she thought Tamaki would lose his head.

"It's that high! Doctor DO something!" He demanded of the man in front of her, who merely laughed in response.

"It's actually pretty normal for the virus that's going around." He replied calmly as he swabbed her hand with something white, thin, and damp. "He does need an IV though, for fluids." He added, "Just be sure to keep drinking." He instructed as he smiled down at her. She nodded at him; "This shouldn't be too bad." He told her as he gave her a moment to draw a breath before quickly inserting the needle. She winced and did her best to keep from crying out. The pain seemed to be magnified due to her weak muscles.

"Haruhi" Tamaki immediately burst out as though he was the one in white-hot agony.

"Now try and be careful master." The man addressed Tamaki in serious tones, "Even when the bag of fluid is empty we'll keep the needle in, just in case he should need some medication later on. Do me a favor and keep an eye on him." He winked at the blonde, who smiled nervously and used a hand to rub the back of his head, praying like hell that the doctor hadn't caught on to Haruhi's secret. "We then, I'll be going now, try and get some rest." Haruhi nodded at him and in turn he moved to the doorway and left the dysfunctional gang to their antics.

"Hey I know!" Hunny spoke up, his childish mannerisms of swinging about his bunny and talking in a sing-song voice returned to him with the normal mood of the group, "You said you wanted some tea right Haru-chan?" He questioned with a smile as Mori eyed him curiously. Honestly Haruhi was wracking her brain to remember requesting such a thing as well.

"Oh yeah, that's right." She replied a bit weakly, her annoyance simmering off as everyone took a seat and found a way to occupy themselves. Really it was just a stab in the dark to see how overly protective Tamaki would be with her, but the boy meant well all the same. "That would be nice." She replied.

"The anti-oxidants in green tea would do you some good." Kyoya spoke up from his laptop as the twins finished each other's sentences in flawless unity.

"Green tea, got it!" They then blurted out as they sprung to their feet.

"Oh no you don't I'm getting Haruhi's tea!" Tamaki exclaimed as he too moved to get up.

"Sir!" They called as they stopped to salute him.

"Well now, I'm glad you understand I'll-"

"Not in your life, sir!" They mocked as they raced out the door and off in a random direction to ask for the before mentioned tea.

"OH!" Tamaki fumed as he stomped his foot to the ground in irritation, "Don't you go slipping something in her drink you hear me!" He raged as Haruhi grimaced from pain.

"Tamaki your daughter's uncomfortable." Kyoya pointed out as he looked down his nose at the screen in front of him.

"Okay loving daughter of mine tell daddy what's wrong." He cooed at her as he moved to her bedside and crouched down to her level.

"Well…" She began, her frustration returning to her. "I still haven't called my dad, I've gotta find a way to explain this to him without him getting mad at me. I'm sick with the flu, your yelling is giving me a headache, this needle burns and I have a test tomorrow in trigonometry I can't study for! Know why? Because you're holding me hostage in this room!" She openly fumed, no one daring to interrupt her rant to inform her that the twins had returned with her tea.

"My, my you're quite the failure as her father." Kyoya taunted as he closed his laptop and seized the dreaded clipboard he also always seemed to have by his side.

"Well you're her mother why don't YOU do something to ease her suffering!" Tamaki snapped back defensively as he threw his arms around Haruhi, "Don't listen to your mean old mama she doesn't know what she's talking about!" He gushed at her as he moved a hand to rest amidst her kohl locks.

Haruhi merely groaned, "Hikaru would you please get this bafoon off me!" She called to the twin on the right, who was empty-handed.

"Well I would but I've got this tea-"

"Give it a rest for today Kaoru it's not going to work." She informed him with a small smile as she struggled to shove Tamaki off of her with her free arm.

The twins exchanged glances and smiled as Kaoru moved to her bedside with the tea, "You're in the way boss." He informed him as he tapped his foot against the floor impatiently.

"Mori senpai!" She exclaimed, and at that the brunet moved to where Tamaki was laying and drug him off of the sick girl. It was, after all, the least he could do to help her.

"Thank you!" Both Haruhi and the twins chimed in together as Kaoru offered her the tea, which she gratefully took from him.

"So…what should we do to pass the time?" Hikaru asked as he blew a stray lock of hair out of his face.

The other twin eyed his brother deviously as Haruhi stared into her teacup suspiciously "Let's play a commoner's game!" He suggested, eyeing the brunette as she did her best to sit up in bed. Upon hearing the mention of such a thing Kyoya looked up from his clipboard. This could be interesting.

"And how would you expect any of us to understand the concepts of a commoner's game? Haruhi's sick, I'm sure that wouldn't interest her." The other brunet replied, seemingly just considering such a fact himself.

"We don't have to run a marathon to play a game Kyoya." Hikaru informed him with a roll of his eyes.

"Yeah let Haruhi teach us a game!" Kaoru exclaimed.

"Commoner's game, commoner's game!" The twins chanted in unison as Hunny smiled from behind Mori's neatly combed hair.

"Yes, teach us Haru-chan!" He chirped excitedly, watching Tamaki, who had risen to full height and was no ogling his daughter in wide-eyed-wonder.

"A game, I want to play a game!" He excitedly exclaimed, "But don't overexert yourself!" He quickly added as he watched his "daughter" silently accept defeat.

"You guys really never let up do you?" She mumbled more to herself than anyone else as she at last managed to prop her head up against the pillows she'd situated against the wall, putting her in an upright position. "Alright, but it's just a verbal game." She explained as she cleared her throat and coughed a few times into her trembling hand. "Let's play the question game."

"What's that?" The host club members, save for Mori and Kyoya, inquired.

"It's where the first person in the circle asks a question, then a person asks a related question and the game keeps going until someone gives up." She replied.

"That sounds fun!" Hunny exclaimed.

"Yeah, let's play already!" The twins agreed, and with that Haruhi cleared her throat once more and offered to begin.

"Alright then I'll start and we'll go around in a circle clockwise." She replied taking a long sip of her tea.

"OH NO!" Hikaru hissed to Kaoru in a hushed whisper.

"What?"

"That was supposed to be Tamaki's." He whispered back, paling considerably as he pointed to the mark they'd made on the cup to indicate such a thing.

"You don't think-"

"Just don't say anything."

"Hey are you guys listening?" Haruhi asked impatiently as everyone did their best to assemble a circle around Haruhi's bed.

"Yeah, yeah let's just get on with it."

"Remember, no rhetorical questions. Okay, my first question is, Can I have a slice of your toast?"

She nudged Mori, indicating that it was his turn, and he grunted in response before continuing, "Why are you so interested in my breakfast?"

"Could you forget that and just pass me the jam?" Hunny then continued.

"We have more butter than jam, what not use that instead?" Tamaki replied.

"Why is it that we never run out of butter?" Kyoya was beginning to get the hang of this too.

"If there's so much butter everywhere why do they charge so much for it anyway?" Kaoru stated as he tried to think of something to ask off the top of his head.

"What's the delivery man's daughter's name again? I can't remember."

"Why does it matter, you have a thing for her huh?" It was Haruhi's turn again.

"Since when did my love life become so important?" Mori asked as the twins watched Haruhi in horror, gulping down the tea to soothe her throat unexpectedly, they almost felt bad for her-almost.

"…"

"You hesitated so you're out." Haruhi informed Hunny with a sympathetic smile, then, seemingly as if in pain, she drew a sharp breath and doubled over.

"Haruhi!" Tamaki and Hunny exclaimed as they rose to full height and attempted to approach her.

"Hikaru…Kaoru…you bastards!" She seethed as she clutched her churning stomach.

The twins looked to one another, a loan bead of sweat traveling down each of their foreheads.

"You…YOU TWO PUT LAXATIVE IN MY TEA!"

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Sorry for the random and abrupt ending, hope you liked chapter two, don't worry I promise the next won't be so random.