Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran in any way shape or form

Tamaki's POV

"Kyoya, they were on the top shelf" I said as I handed Haruhi the blanket.

"I would've thought you'd remember from last time Kyoya-senpai" she said nonchalantly. Last time? When was there a last time?

"I really should of; if I remember, you were cold that time too." He murmured giving Haruhi a look that made her smile. That time? I was shocked at the idea that Kyoya would even think of doing anything to my little girl.

"Mommy, what are you talking about?" I yelled.

Kyoya's POV

I had to hide a smirk as Tamaki started ranting about going behind backs and betrayal, his face getting redder and steam coming out of his ears as he spoke, until he suddenly stopped and started growing mushrooms. Idiot.

I was surprised that Haruhi had even thought about playing with Tamaki, the twins were obviously starting to rub off on her. I turned my head and noticed her smile and small nod at me. Her eyes, her dark, chocolate brown eyes, seemed to be asking, 'are you better now?' She realised I needed to vent and she helped. I smiled at the fact that I did feel better and mouthed 'Thank you'. She nodded and started yelling at Tamaki "Senpai, what have I said about growing mushrooms in my house"

Haruhi's POV

"Sorry" he murmured and he stopped. I felt bad so I took the blanket and covered myself with it.

"Thanks for the blanket Senpai, I feel much better now" I said smiling up at him as I snuggled down. "You do make a good daddy, you know?" I was going to regret it later but Tamaki beamed, his previous mood forgotten. He made to hug me but Kyoya stopped him saying I needed rest.

"OH HARUHI! It makes me so happy when you say that. You're such a good girl for making daddy's day." Ok, now I was regretting it. Luckily my real father came in, knocking Senpai over so he was face down on the floor, making him look like a host-skin rug.

Still keeping a struggling Senpai in place with one foot, he began on idle conversation with Kyoya."Hello Kyoya, how are you?" dad asked.

"I'm quite well Ranka, and yourself?"

"Well, obviously I'm worried about my precious little Haruhi. Here she is alone in the house, ill, being annoyed by this thing beneath my feet", he threw a terrifying look at Senpai. It's amazing how scary my dad can look in a dress. Did I just think that? Must have a fever. I looked at the three boys in my room.

"Do you guys mind leaving, I'm pretty tired" I croaked.

"Of course darling, let me take out your trash so it won't annoy you" said dad as he grabbed Senpai by the ear and practically booted him out of the door.

Kyoya stayed where he was until the others had gone. "Give me a call if you need anything, ok?" I nodded and he left. Why would he offer to help me? She thought, I guess profits are falling seeing as Tamaki-senpai was here during club hours 'nursing' me. The faster I'm better the quicker Senpai and I can be back to the club. I smiled sadly; I just wish Kyoya had offered help because he wanted me better. Sigh. I must have a fever if I thought that was ever going to happen.