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"Stop!"

Looking around, Hatori realized they were alone in the hallway. He didn't recognize his surroundings. When he ran out of the unused music room, he hadn't realized where he was going. He remembered that Haruhi had called him and turned around to look at her. She had her free hand on one knee, mid-crouch.

At first he thought Haruhi was simply tired, she was out of breath and her cheeks looked flushed, until she spoke again.

"That's...not….your…decision…to make," she said between pants, jerking her hand away from his.

She saw a look of hurt cross his face, but vanished to be replaced by his usual bored expression.

With her breath regained, she straightened and continued.

"You don't get to decide if I'm a host or not."

"But look what they're making you do!" he protested, voice rising.

"It's something I chose to do". Not really, they didn't give me a choice; she thought but refrained from speaking.

She could see he was struggling on what to say.

"That's not right. Haruhi you're a girl not a guy!"

"Be quiet! You want people to hear you? Anyways, it's my decision. I expected you to understand. I guess you changed more than I'd thought," she uttered the last part, but he still heard what she'd said. This time, he didn't bother to hide his feelings.

Hurt was evident all over his face.

Haruhi ignored the stab of guilt at the sight and ran down the hall, short instead of long hair blowing back by the wind.

A few seconds later, Hatori was alone in the empty corridor.

Back in the Club Room….

"Mommy! Mommy! What are we going to do? What'll happen to my sweet Haruhi?"

Tamaki was running around in circles holding both his palms to his face. An annoyed Kyouya was scribbling down notes in his black notebook. No one really knew what he wrote in there….

The twins were seated at the couch; Mori and Honey were eating cake. Well, Honey was eating the cake and Mori was just silently watching him.

In other words, Tamaki was the only one panicking….like always.

Kyouya was close to breaking his pen from all the noise the "prince" was making when suddenly the doors burst open.

Everyone's eyes turned to the person who entered the room. Who happened to be Hatori…?

He strides in fast and is met by Honey and Mori. They look relaxed, is he really not that much of a threat?

He shakes his head before lifting his hands up in surrender, and saying, "I just want to talk."

Kyouya regards him with a cold look before speaking.

"Then talk."

With a sigh everyone relaxes, everyone except the twins.

Suspicion radiated off them and Hatori could feel their glares digging into his back. He walked toward the couch and heavily sat down. The entire clubroom was empty due to Kyouya's announcement the day before. The club was cancelled because of First-term exams.

The entire Host Club gathered around him and so started the questions.

"How do you know Haruhi?"

"Do you have any siblings?"

"Do you like Haru-chan?"

"Why do you have hair on your right eye?"

"When di-"

"STOP!" he shouted. "Just because I agreed on talking to you guys doesn't mean we're going to play twenty questions! Besides I wanted to talk about Haruhi," he said, breathless.

Wow, I'm usually calm about things like this…I wonder why I'm not right now...

"To answer your questions, I met Haruhi in secondary school. I'm an only child. NO, I do not like Haruhi, absolutely not. I have hair on my eye because I want to. Have a problem with that?"

"Interesting…" Kyouya said before writing some more on his notebook before closing it. He pushed his glasses up, delicately.

"Now, about Haruhi…Does she really like this club so much?"

The ignored Prince sprung to life at the question.

"Awww…Did my little Haruhi say she loved the club? Because if she did I'm going to hug her until…wait. Where is Haruhi?"

They all looked at Hatori, who was finding the tiled floor of the room incredibly interesting at the moment.

Suddenly, Haruhi, herself, entered the room. Her big brown eyes caught his gaze for a second before looking away.

"Ha-, "Hatori was cut off by the twins' glares. Instead, they dashed to Haruhi's side.

"Hey, Haruhi! You're looking especially pretty today. Is it your hair? Did you do something different?" Kaoru asked, trying to lighten her mood by teasing her.

"Or maybe you lost some weight?" Hikaru inquired, flashing her that "everything is so funny" grin of his.

She ignored the twins altogether and sat on the chair in front of Honey. Startled, he smeared frosting on his cheek.

Silently, Haruhi grabbed her handkerchief and wiped his face.

He smiled at her before asking, "Haru-chan, you want some cake?"

Surprisingly, Haruhi responded by nodding her head. Everyone, including Hatori, raised their brows in shock.

Mori appeared an instant later with a tray of pastries and more cake. The sweet aroma wafted into Haruhi's nose as she took her first bite from a simple looking cake. Minutes later, no one had even moved an inch and Haruhi was on her 7th cake. Her own brow was furrowed and she chewed as if she was having a fight inside herself. She clutched her stomach in pain trying to be subtle, not succeeding.

Both noting that she was looking sick, Hatori and Tamaki asked to take her home at the same time. They shot each other glances before, also getting up at the same time. Clearly, they had the same idea.

The others, except Kyouya, stared dumbfounded as the two raced toward Haruhi.

Honey, being the closest one, caught her first as she fainted. They all recalled how Haruhi had said she didn't like sweets.

The last Haruhi saw before she closed her eyes was Tamaki and Hatori with their hands outstretched, their eyes filled with concern.

"Haruhi? Haruhi? Haruhi, are you okay?" Someone nudged her awake.

Opening her eyes, Haruhi realized she was in her bed, at her house, in her pajamas. Wait…? Her pajamas!?

"Hatori, did you change me into my pajamas?" she asked him, expressionless; he was sitting beside her bed, still in his school uniform. Since he had reached Haruhi first, he had taken her home. Worry instantly vanished from his face as he heard her question.

He flushed scarlet as what she'd said really sunk in and stammered. He looks adorable in a way…..kind of…...a little.

"W-What!? N-No, I-I didn't. It was your dad! He did not me. I swear!"

"Oh. Ok. I believe you."

"Haruhi, why did you eat all those cakes? You don't even like sweets." He had been genuinely concerned since their last talk and when he'd seen that blonde stare at her, he'd felt something stir within him. Even now he still didn't know what it was.

He was brought back to the present by Haruhi talking. "I don't really know why. I guess I felt mad at you for doubting me." At that, Hatori winced. "I feel bad for what I said. You know, about you changing. But after today, I guess I can say you're still the same worrying guy since back then."

She smiled at him then, causing Hatori's heart to leap into his throat.

"You're the same, too. The same caring person I met in the hallway," he replied, smiling a bit.

Haruhi's phone rang and Hatori caught a glance of the caller. Tamaki-senpai. Ugh, the blonde.

"I'll be leaving now. So we're good?" he asked rising from his position beside her bed.

"Yeah..."

Hatori stepped into the hallway as Haruhi answered the phone.

I'm relieved that she's forgiven me. If she hadn't…I don't know what I'd do…., he thought before stepping into the night.

Hope u liked it! Not done yet. still have a few more chapters and for those TamakixHaruhi fans I'm sorry if its not focused on them right now. dont worry ill do them in my next chapter. R&R! If u hated it or if you liked it, review anyway! I accept crititism afterall I want to get better :)