I Didn't Wish for This!

Chapter Seven: Flower Viewing and Physical Exams


There was a note taped neatly to the door of the music room.

Peeling it from the door, she stared at the characters before swiveling on her heel and walking to her new destination.

She was sure they informed her to meet in the north gardens for the flower-viewing reception, but being as she wasn't directly paying attention, they probably all knew she would forget.

She was glad they looked out for her, even in something as small as the note.

It took about eight minutes, but when she arrived, the last of the table cloths were being draped over the tables. The cherry blossom trees were in full bloom and petals were dancing everywhere.

"Wow," She said in awe. It was one of the prettiest scenes she had ever been a part of.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Tamaki asked as he suddenly appeared beside her. "I've always found cherry blossom trees to be quite magnificent."

Nanako nodded. "They really are." It was only then that she noticed his outfit.

He looked like a waiter.

"That's a nice outfit." She picked up a stray petal from his shoulder and let it go in the wind. "Is everyone dressed like this?"

"No. We've decided to embody modern-day hosting as well as traditional. Honey-senpai, Mori-senpai, and Haruhi are all embodying more traditional looks." He explained.

"That's very interesting."

"I believe the host club needs to be. Beauty doesn't come in one shape or size, nor does it come in one style." Nanako had launched him into a soapbox on beauty, and while she did listen to most of it, she was distracted every now and then.

"Oh, look. I believe your first guests are here." She pointed out, causing Tamaki to immediately turn around and glide over to his patrons.

Even though she wanted to do her job, there was no way she was going to push around a cart through the grass. The most she was able to do is to pour tea into many different kinds of teacups.

It was very refreshing to hear the girls talk about their favorite teacups or even how cute the ones they had were. It still surprised Nanako how bubbly and open they were. It got her thinking that the host club attracts the right kind of people to it (aside from the redhead bully).

"Hey, Nanako," The girl in question turned around to see Kaoru waving her over. She trotted over quietly and acknowledged Haruhi staring at her blankly with Hikaru's arm wrapped around her neck.

"Have you decided on elective courses for this term?" Two voices synchronized as she got close enough to the trio.

She thought back. She remembered looking through the list of prospective classes, but she didn't recall ever finalizing on what electives she wanted to take. Seeing as she could only pick one, it was a difficult decision to make, and she didn't feel prepared to choose a class.

"I don't think I have." She stated, her finger finding its way up to her temple and gently scratching it.

"What do you think about taking conversational French with the three of us?" Nanako looked at Haruhi and saw a sign that she didn't actually choose conversational French.

In her own life, she had never understood French, and she was confident that she wouldn't suddenly begin to understand now that she was elsewhere in the world.

"I've never been good at French… However, I was thinking about going towards something in the art department." She explained.

"Really? I've never seen you look at art." Hikaru quipped, his tone causing it to sound much harsher than he meant it.

"I think you'd be good at it." Kaoru quickly chipped in, pinching his brother on the arm.

"Hey, what was that for?!" He complained, rubbing the pain away.

A few meters away from the group was Tamaki, who was currently hunched over towards a tree and rambling off a hypothesis as to why Haruhi doesn't like him as much.

"By being in the same class, Hikaru and Kaoru are able to spend more time with Haruhi than I get to here at the club! This gives them the chance to get close to her, and if that happens…"

"Tamaki. Did you just now realize that?" Kyoya asked, causing the king to jolt in shock from the harsh undertone coming from his friend's words.

Kyoya then explained that, because the twins spend much of their class time with Haruhi, they have a larger percentage of bonding time spent with her while Tamaki, who is limited to club time, only spends about 3% of Haruhi's time with her.

"While the twins spend a large majority of time with Haruhi, there is one person who spends more time with her than anyone else—and she takes the title as Haruhi's best friend."

Tamaki violently turned his head towards the tall girl currently walking away from the twins. Swiftly, he ran over to her and grabbed her upper arms.

"Nanako!"

Nanako, visibly shaken, stared at her captor with wide eyes.

"You need to do something about how much time the twins spend with Haruhi! You already know they're shady, so don't let them influence my daughter!"

"Who are you calling shady?!" Hikaru asked incredulously, overhearing the not so secret conversation.

"Yeah, take a good look at yourself boss!" Kaoru added on, equally offended by Tamaki's comment.

Tamaki faltered for a split second before jumping right back into action. "All right! We can't continue hiding the fact that she's a girl from everyone else!" With his fist clenched, he grabbed a passing Haruhi and stared at her.

"I just want you to go back to the girl you used to be and to surround yourself with girlfriends and start living a wholesome life!"

"Hey!" Nanako, just like the twins, felt offended by Tamaki's lack of tact at approaching the subject.

"Well, there's no need to rush things. She's going to be found out soon enough anyway." Hikaru mentioned, leaning side to side with his twin.

"Physical exams are the day after tomorrow." Kaoru finished.

Haruhi looked at them.

"Physical…exams?"

All members of the club halted.

"That's right. I had forgotten about that."

"So… everyone is going to know she's a girl in two days…" Nanako stated.

While it would be nice for her friend to be known as a girl (androgynous as she is), Nanako knew that it wasn't worth it because Haruhi wouldn't be able to be a host anymore.

She couldn't imagine her being a female host. It wouldn't go down well with whoever monitored over clubs. In fact, she could imagine them fighting tooth and nail not to have a host club in the school…

She wondered why it was allowed in the first place.

The next day in their daily pre-club meeting, Tamaki was sitting in his chair daydreaming.

It was very weird to watch.

"Tama-chan seems to be enjoying himself." Honey was probably the most entertained out of the three that were watching the man in question.

"I don't know, it looks kind of pathetic to me," Hikaru grumbled.

"He looks deranged," Nanako added.

"Envious, Hikaru? This is all part of my strategy. While you've wasted time blinded by your jealousy, I've foreseen the outcome of this charade." Tamaki had stood up and turned around to explain what he believed was the ending to this situation. "This anime is obviously a romantic school comedy with Haruhi and I being the main characters. This means we are love interests."

"So what does that make us?" The twins asked.

Tamaki turned around with a bright smile on his face. "You guys are the homosexual supporting cast!"

This included Nanako.

"Please make sure you do not step across this line." Tamaki drew a line on the floor separating the other members of the host club from himself.

"Um, Tamaki, I don't think you understand something about the situation." Nanako raised her concern for Tamaki's oblivious thinking.

"If word gets out that Haru-chan is really a girl, then she won't be able to stay in the host club." Honey finished, hoping his underclassman would realize how devastating the situation actually was.

"But if Haru-chan started wearing girl's clothes, I bet she'd be even cuter than she is now!"

"She did dress like a regular girl back in middle school, so she must've been pretty popular with all the boys."

"Yeah. According to my investigative report, someone would declare their undying love to her at least once a month."

"Oh, I see. So the boss wouldn't even be able to get close to her."

"But we'd be able to because we're in class with her all day long."

"I often see her after club activities, plus Haruhi and I are best friends after all."

Tamaki had tears in his eyes after the last three statements.

"No way…"

The door groaned opened and Haruhi walked in.

"Hey, sorry I'm so late."

Haruhi was interrupted by the king grabbing her shoulders and pulling her inches away from his face.

"Don't you worry, Haruhi! I'll keep your secret and make sure that no one will find out you're really a girl during tomorrow's physical exams! So, please promise you'll be our beloved secret princess!"

Haruhi blinked twice.

"Sure."

"You know, I think both of us would be pretty peeved if we had to watch all the guys fawn over her," Hikaru commented to Kaoru. "Not only that, but they'd probably use you to get to Haruhi." He said, looking at Nanako who was roughly thinking the same thought.

"I would definitely not be okay with that." She huffed, her skin crawling with anger the more she thought about it.

Operation: Conceal Haruhi's Gender had commenced.

"I got it!" Haruhi exclaimed, finally figuring out why they were making a big deal out of what she saw as a minuscule problem. "You're worried that if they find out that I'm a girl then I won't be able to repay my debt!" She turned around to calculate how much debt she was in, but then laughed it off.

"Do something!" The twins yelled, turning towards Tamaki. "The subject appears to have little motivation!"

"Why did we get stuck with such a difficult heroine?"

That's a good question. Nanako mused as she stared at her friend with concern.

"Are you saying you hate being a host? That you hate this club?!" Tamaki cried, only to receive Haruhi's blunt and honest answer in return.

"To be honest I'd have to say yes."

Tamaki retreated to the farthest corner of the room.

"I mean, you guys aren't bad, but if it gets out I'm a girl there's nothing I can do."

Haruhi didn't seem to care at all, which was kind of frightening.

"We need to find some way to motivate her."

It was silent for a moment while the members pondered over what could motivate her.

"Fancy tuna."

Nanako was shocked. This was probably the first time she had heard Morinozuka-senpai speak since she joined the club, and while she imagined his voice to be deep, she didn't expect it to be that deep.

It was actually alluring if she were to be completely honest with herself.

Who knew I had a thing for deep voices.

Seeing as though Haruhi was still fascinated by the mere thought of fancy tuna and that she would be able to eat it anytime she pleased if she were to stay in the club, she now had the motivation to keep her gender hidden from the public.


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"What is this?"

Nanako stared at the line of nurses and doctors politely smiling towards the incoming students with wide eyes. She had never seen such a thing before, so Haruhi and she were experiencing similar emotions.

She walked further into the examination room blindly. Students were going every which way to see their respective doctors and nurses for the day, yet she had no idea who hers was or where she was supposed to go.

"Miss Morikawa?"

Hearing her name, Nanako spun on her heel to see a petite woman who was just a smidge taller than Haruhi looking up at her with gorgeous golden eyes. Her brown hair was brushed neatly back into a small ponytail that looked like it would fall out from how short her hair probably was.

"Yes, that's me," Nanako said politely.

"I'm going to be your doctor for today's examination. You can come with me." Nodding, Nanako took a step towards her small doctor who was gliding across the floor quicker than she'd ever seen a person move. Before she could take another, someone accidentally stepped on her foot, causing her to wince at the weight being placed on it.

"Ow!" She hissed, jumping back ever so slightly and trying to hold her foot.

"I-I'm sorry." She looked into the eyes of a scruffy man who had on a lab coat like all the other doctors around, but he seemed extremely out of place.

"It's fine." She mumbled as he scurried away.

That was weird.

Her examination was easy; she had apparently grown an inch since the previous year and gained several kilograms. Before her examination was completely over, Dr. Yamauchi had asked her several questions pertaining to a few health concerns she apparently had within the last year.

"How is your ACL healing?"

Nanako tilted her head. She had something wrong with her ACL?

"It feels… fine, I suppose. I haven't had any problems with it." She answered as vaguely as she could.

"That's good. It looked like the scarring had healed as well, so I'm glad the tear was fixed." She paused as she skimmed over the rest of the document. "And you're not dancing anymore, correct?"

Nanako shook her head.

"Great. We wouldn't want it to tear again, right?"

Nanako nodded.

"Apart from that injury, it seems like there's nothing serious other than allergies…" Dr. Yamauchi flipped the papers back into place and smiled at Nanako. "You're free to go."

"Wonderful."

Nanako pushed the curtains back and returned to the world of squealing girls and shirtless men.

It could be worse, I guess. She thought as she shuffled off towards the door. All she wanted was some peace and quiet, and because she wasn't a part of the plan to keep Haruhi's gender a secret, she was allowed to head back to the classroom and get some extra studying done.

"O-oh, excuse me, miss?"

Nanako felt someone's hand touch her shoulder. It was the guy who had stepped on her foot earlier.

"Yes?"

"I'm looking for my daughter. Do you know where I could find," Just before he could say his daughter's name, a girl's piercing scream echoed through the hallway and they both looked towards the source.

"You filthy pervert! Get off of Nanako-san!" The man quickly let go of Nanako's shoulder and took several shaky steps back before turning and running off.

A large group began forming around the girl who was so frustrated with what had happened that she had started crying.

"There was a doctor who was trying to make a pass at Nanako-san! I was so frightened. I didn't want such a nice person to be kidnapped!"

A few people began to question Nanako to see if she was all right, but all she could really get out was yes, she was fine and no, she didn't feel assaulted or anything of that nature.

"Did you see which way the pervert doctor went?"

"He ran off towards the special boy's clinic."

Before Nanako could move, she was snatched up by the members of the Host Club who were currently running in the direction the doctor went.

"What's going on?!" She cried, holding on to her captor (Morinozuka-senpai) for dear life.

"Haruhi's in the special boy's clinic having her examination!" The twins replied in a panic.

Haruhi should be fine… right? Nanako caught herself thinking as they closed in on their destination.


Hello everyone and welcome back to another chapter!

I'm pretty proud of the small bits of humor I managed to place in this chapter. Of course, it's just transferring lines or cutting some out, but I think some of my original quotes from Nanako are quite entertaining.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I'm liking the steady pacing of getting about halfway through an episode before ending the chapter (although this chapter is about 3/4ths of the way through the episode because I couldn't find a good place to stop). Please remember to leave a review and add this to your alerts/favorites!

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