It's still the same day as the last chapter, during the school day
Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran, (do I still need to write this?)
Haruhi was lucky. Her father had obviously worked late last night so was not home yet; he was probably staying in a motel nearer to the bar where he worked. She had a quick shower and put on a fresh, less crumpled uniform. She then grabbed an apple for breakfast before running out of her front door, her hair still dripping wet.
The early autumn sun dried her hair relatively well as she hurried so as not to be late. It was already 8:45; she only had fifteen minutes before her first class! She reached the university with a few minutes to spare; the Host club were sitting by the fountain in front of the university. Takashi was there, looking normal, as if nothing had happened at all but when he caught sight of her he blushed slightly.
'Sorry, I uh... slept in late,' she made up on the spot as the Host Club members gave her questioning looks.
'Well I hope everyone got home safely last night,' said Kyouya, not sounding like he gave the faintest if anyone go home safely or not. Haruhi shuffled her feet guiltily but Takashi looked like his face was cared, emotionless, from stone.
cried Tamaki literally throwing himself at Haruhi to envelope her in a bone-crushing hug.
'Nothing happened to me so get off,' grumbled Haruhi. Tamaki retreated to a dark corner to make bedding for the hamster he didn't own.
Where'd the dark corner come from? We're in the middle of a courtyard. Thought Haruhi, slightly disturbed at how Tamaki managed to conjure up dark corners from thin air.
The bell rang and the group dispersed to go to their classes. That day was uneventful. The only thing that worried Haruhi was the slowly gathering cloud cover that was filling the sky, turning it from blue to grey.
It didn't start to rain for four days although the clouds continued to gather. But eventually the clouds seemed to almost groan and they release bucket loads of rain water.
Haruhi sighed as rain poured down her face. It had started to rain only minutes before she reached the school but by the time she got the she was soaked to the skin and shivering.
'What happened to you?' asked Hikaru. He was completely dry.
'N-not everyone ha-as s-someone to d-d-drive them to sc-chool,' she managed to spit through her violently chattering teeth.
They were standing in the front hall of the university and Takashi came up behind Haruhi and embraced her to try and keep her warm.
'S-stop, you'll get wet,' Haruhi complained and feebly attempted to push Takashi off. She stopped trying when she broke off in a fit of coughing.
'You should go to the nurse's office, you don't look too good,' said Huni anxiously standing beside Takashi.
'Ah,' Takashi agreed and lifted Haruhi up into his arms then headed for the nurse's office. Haruhi gave up in trying to stop him, her head was killing her anyways and her eyes stung. Her arms hung limply to her sides.
'I give up,' she sighed in defeat, Mori grinned slightly at her annoyed tone.
'Get well soon!' called Kaoru, 'Well tell the professor where you are!' yelled Hikaru, secretly wishing he were the one carrying Haruhi.
'Thanks,' croaked Haruhi as loud as she could, which wasn't very loud.
Half an hour later
'She'll have to go home,' informed the nurse to Takashi while Haruhi slept, 'can someone collect her?'
Takashi nodded, he had called for someone to pick him and Haruhi up to bring them to her house. 'Thanks,' he said then carried Haruhi out to the patiently waiting car.
He sat with her head on his lap stroking her hair, pushing it out of her eyes and from her feverish brow. He was worried about her and jumped every time she coughed or moaned, he knew he couldn't fight away the disease physically but he would do whatever he could to make her well.
They arrived at Haruhi's apartment, Takashi carried her up the stairs to her front door. Ranka flung the door open before Takashi had even rung the door bell, clad in a fashionable suit consisting of a lilac business style skirt and white blouse.
'My poor baby!' he exclaimed, flourishing his arms in a dramatic gesture, 'I got called saying she was sick; thank you for bringing her home Mori.'
Takashi nodded and proceeded to her bedroom where he laid her gently on her bed. He stroked her flushed cheek then reluctantly turned a left for school.
'Haruhi really likes you, you know,' said Ranka as Takashi opened the front door, 'I'm glad she likes you and not that foolish king.'
Takashi turned, smiled and nodded to show he felt the same, inside he was extremely happy, even if he had known Haruhi liked him it was nice hearing it.
The Host Club
'Mom, where is my dear daughter!?' asked Tamaki desperately.
'How should I know, I've been sitting behind you all morning in class, ask one of the twins,' Kyouya replied, annoyed at being called the name he despised. Tamaki nearly knocked the twins over when they came in the room.
'What have you done with my dear Haruhi?' he yelled shaking them by the collars.
'She went home,' choked Hikaru, 'she got sick from the rain,' gasped Kaoru pulling frantically at their King's wrists to try and make him release them from his suffocating grip.
Tamaki let go of their necks as Takashi stepped into the room.
'I took her home,' said Takashi in monotone.
'I should have been there for her,' sobbed Tamaki, 'I have failed as a father,' with that he retreated to a corner to drown in his sorrows until the first host club guests began to arrive.
Takashi visited Haruhi again that evening, Huni knew where he was going and walk (or more frolicked) home by himself not caring in the slightest that Takashi was spending more to with Haruhi than him, he was happy for his friends. Haruhi slept through Takashi's visit and he stroked her hair and cheeks gently. Takashi only left when pushed out of the door by Ranka and ordered to go home to rest. Takashi called his chauffeur to pick him up as it was still raining and it showed no signs of stopping, if it was possible it even seemed to have gotten heavier, he didn't like using his wealth to make things easier for himself but nobody would walk home in the torrential rain that was attacking the ground mercilessly.
Wish boys like Mori existed in real life.
Hope you like my story.
Next chapter, Haruhi is getting better, much to Mori's relief. He stays with Haruhi all night while Ranka goes to work and the weather is still getting worse.
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