And now, we hasten to our next chapter! Will it be our last? Um… no… no it won't be. Enjoy it anyway!

Three: The Hosts Take Action

"Tamaki," said Kyoya, typing on his keyboard, "if you keep pacing like that, you'll ware a whole in the floor."

It had been two hours since the host club's arrival, and some of the members were getting fidgety. Tamaki looked up from his current situation, which was, in fact, pacing all around the Fujioka apartment. He crossed his arms.

"Well, I can't help if I'm worried!" he defended. Then, he put his hand to his forehead, his eyes welling up. "Haruhi…my one and only daughter… has become deathly ill… and now hangs on to her very life… by her mere existence…"

"How beautiful!" chimed in the twins, eyes also overflowing.

"It's just a cold," said Kyoya, pushing up his glasses. The three turned to him.

"Well, ruin the moment, why don't cha?" snipped Hikaru.

"Haru-chan!" said Hunny, suddenly. They turned their attention to Haruhi, up once more. Tamaki was the first one to act.

"Haruhi!" he said, throwing his arms around her. "I was so worried!"

"I'm fine…" she said, aggravated. "And I wouldn't hug me, if I were you."

"Why not?" he asked, squeezing her. "All I can think to do is to embrace you, and to keep you in my arms until the end of time! Why shouldn't I do so?"

"Because I'm contagious."

Tamaki froze, and then simultaneously slid off of her. She then shuffled to the kitchen in her little, fuzzy slippers. Kaoru and Hikaru followed her.

"Haruhi," said Hikaru, "what ever you want, we can get it for you."

"I'm fine," she repeated, opening the cupboard. She took out some ramen, when Kaoru snatched it away from her.

"Really!" he said, happily. "We'll do it!"

"Kaoru, give me back my noodles," she said, holding out her palm.

"Kaoru!" said Hikaru, raising his hands above Haruhi. "I'm open!"

Kaoru laughed and tossed the noodles right over her outstretched hands. Hikaru laughed and held it out of her reach as she attempted to clamor for it.

"No rough housing while you're sick," said Kyoya.

"But –!"

"Sorry; doctor's orders." He smirked a bit.

Haruhi fumed, but then cooled off. "Fine, I'll just have something else…" And she made for the fridge. However, as soon as she got the door open, the twins closed it on her.

"Ah-ah-ah!" they chimed. "You wanted this, so you'll get this!" They then looked at the styrofoam cup.

"Um…" said Kaoru, "how do you make this stuff, anyway?"

"Just add hot water..." she said, trying to ease her throbbing, red vein.

"Right!" And with that they went to work. Hikaru read the directions on the package while Kaoru boiled the hot water, when suddenly –

"Ah!" Kaoru outburst in pain, clutching his hand.

"Kaoru!" shouted his brother, racing to his aid.

"I'm so sorry…" Kaoru pleaded, tears falling freely. "I wasn't paying attention… oh, the burn hurts so much, Hikaru!"

"Just be more careful next time…" he said. And with that, he brought his twin's burnt palm to his mouth and slowly traced his tongue along the wound…

"I still don't get it," said Haruhi, snapping the two out of their daze. The red heads looked at each other.

"That didn't even get her in a good mood," they said.

"Oh, just forget it!" she said. She turned to go back to bed, when Hunny popped up right in front of her.

"Haru-chan! How would you like some cake? I brought some! We should share it!"

"Um… no thank – "

"Mitsukuni," said Tamaki, "tsk, tsk. Haruhi is sick. The last thing she needs is anything sweet that would upset her stomach!"

Hunny looked at her with his big, brown eyes.

"Do… do my cakes make you sick, Haruhi?" he whimpered. Then, clutching his bunny, he cried "I'm sorry Haruhi! I didn't mean to make you sick!"

"But… you didn't – "

"WAAAAHAAAAHAAA!" Hunny started to wail with guilt, his tear streams flooding to the ground.

"That's right," Tamaki continued. "What she needs is some herbal tea – "

"No!" she said suddenly, fists balling.

"Come again?" Haruhi turned away from Hunny and Tamaki and made sure everyone could see her.

"I do not want any tea, I do not want any cake, and I certainly do not want any yaoi!"

"Tell that to the fangirls," said the twins.

"AGGGHHH! I can't STAND this anymore! You guys are EVERYWHARE I go! I can't even get SICK without having to deal with your IDIOCY! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY LONGER! YOU'RE DRIVING ME INSANE! NOW GET – OUT – OF – MY my… my…" Suddenly, she felt her breaths getting shorter. Her eyes went to half mast and she was loosing her balance. She slowly started to fall back…

"Haruhi!" Tamaki called, grabbing her. After positioning her in his arms, he felt her head. "Her fever's getting worse."

As if on impulse, Kyoya snapped his computer shut and stood up. "Bring her back to bed," he ordered.

Tamaki nodded, scooped the rest of her up and went into her room.

"You two," continued Kyoya, pointing at the twins. "Go to the market down the street and pick up a dozen of these flowers." He took a paper and pen and jotted down something. He then handed it to Hikaru. The brothers looked at it.

"What are they for?" Kaoru asked.

"Just go!" Kyoya barked.

As if hit by lightning, the two wasted not another minute and zoomed out the door and towards the market.

"Mitsukuni, Takahashi, you two are going to have to help me."

"We'll do whatever it takes!" Hunny declared. Mori nodded.

"Good. Now, see if there's any black tea in the cupboard…"

What are the flowers for? What plan does Kyoya have up his sleeve? And why am I asking you? Tune in next chappie for…

THE LAST CHAPTER! XD

T.