Sorry, running out of stuff to write and I'm trying to decide whether one of my ideas is too dramatic and OTT. Is dramatic bad or will you readers be ok with it? Next chapter will be out when I hit 18 reviews, promise. I'm gonna aim for five reviews per chapter from now on ^^ It gives me something to work for.
Haruhi yawned and rubbed her eyes, glancing around for the headache tablets, what she found wasn't quite what she expected to see in her room at eight in the morning.
'Mori-senpai, what the heck are you doing in my room?!' she sat up but couldn't climb out of bed because her arm was still twisted around Moir's wrist. Mori blinked sleepily once or twice then looked up at Haruhi calmly. Panicking inside.
'You fell asleep...' he gestured at his arm with his eyes, silently explaining the situation.
'Oh,' Haruhi calmed down a bit and unravelled her arm from Mori's, 'sorry I caused you so much trouble. Do you want breakfast, it's the least I could do.'
Before Mori had a chance to reply she rushed into the kitchen and started cooking, she was making a western style breakfast. First, it was easier than and eastern breakfast and second she hadn't had time to go to the supermarket so it was all she had. Whileshe was preparing the eggs she looked down realising she was still in her uniform from the day before so she turned the heat down on the hob and went back to her bedroom, Mori was still sitting on the floor as if obediently awaiting a command, to be honest he looked slightly lost without his pint-sized companion. Haruhi shifted her feet from side to side, trying to decide what to say.
'So...,' she took in his crumpled uniform, 'would you like to use the bathroom first and I'm sorry I don't know what to do about clothes.'
Mori nodded in gratitude, 'I have my Kendo uniform,' Haruhi passed him a towel then after she had shown him how to work the shower she left to get changed, she would shower later once Mori had gone. She put some clothes on without really looking at them; they were a comfortable pair of dark straight leg jeans and a longish pink top with a simple black belt. It was probably something her father had placed in her wardrobe after one of his infamous shopping sprees.
By the time Mori was finished he came out of the bathroom in his school trousers having left his kendo uniform in his school bag, Haruhi had finished cooking and was placing food on the table, a piece of bacon was already in between her teeth and she was slowly chewing it. She didn't look up she was too busy getting cutlery out and when she did she smiled and gestured to the empty space by the table (A/N: would they eat western food with a knife and fork orchopsticks?! Sorry I don't know D:)
'Would you like something to eat? My dad should be home by now but I guess he's staying at friend's house as usual. You can have his portion,' she sat down and shovelled her food into her mouth in the politest way possible. Mori slowly and silently lowered himself onto the floor and stated to eat as well. He was surprised how relaxed Haruhi was with him, normally a girl in her position and with her past experiences would be freaking out. That was one thing he had worried Haruhi would do once she woke up. He admired her courage and ability to get on with life. Once they had finished eating, Haruhi occasionally made small talk but mostly they ate in silence, Mori thanked Haruhi for the meal then got changed quickly for kendo, even if it was only nine thirty he would probably be wanted to help with the younger pupils in the class before his.
'Thanks, and sorry again for all of the trouble, see you on Monday,' Haruhi waved and smiled as she said goodbye to Mori.
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Haruhi continued with her chores. She completed her homework as usual, did more laundry then went to the supermarket because they were running out of food. Once Haruhi had gotten back home her father's flamboyant presence was still absent.
'Probably drinking himself stupid at Ruku-san's house again,' she sighed. Normally if he was out drinking he would be back around nine having been in pubs all day. She started to prepare the dinner. It was nearly eight o'clock so he would be back soon. At about nine thirty Haruhi ate some of the fish and rice she had prepared, an hour later she ate some more then took out her homework improved on it. When it was nearly midnight she finally gave up and withdrew to bed. Her father nearly always came back because he worried about his 'Precious Haruhi'.
'He must really have drunk himself stupid this time,' Haruhi said loudly to herself, shaking her head. She curled up in the blankets prepared for a fitful night's sleep. She woke up a few times when she though she heard the front door open but each time it turned out to be a squeaky floorboard next door, the washing machine finishing it's cycle or just wind gently tapping at her window. Each time she woke up she would feel both fear of who it might be and relief that her father may have come home at last. She would get back to sleep a few minutes later after ramming more medicine into her system.
By the time morning came Haruhi felt like she had never even got to sleep and because she didn't have any chores or anywhere in particular to be she check Ranka's bedroom for a sleeping form that wasn't there then went back to bed to read textbooks and the occasional fiction book. She was trying not to get worried, Ranka had stayed out all weekend on the very odd occasion but that was only two or three times that she could remember.
'Where is he?' Haruhi would intermittently mutter, glancing at the small clock perched on her shelf. The hours were ticking by and nothing was happening. She almost wished the Host Club was there to fill in the empty space. Haruhi had started to drift off to sleep again in the warmth and comfort of her bed then the home phone rang.
Haruhi ran to pick it up, expecting it to be her father wailing apologies for him being away all weekend. It was Arai.
'Hi, Haruhi! I was checking everything was ok 'cause I hadn't heard from you in a while,' he sounded happy but with an edge of concern.
'Oh... yeah I'm fine,' she was disappointed it wasn't her dad.
'Sure?'
'Yes I'm sure. What's the big deal?'
'You know it's a big deal,'
'Whatever,' Haruhi rudely hung up and went to bed to try and get some sleep, as if that was ever going to happen, 'thanks for refreshing my memory,' she muttered. She was getting a bit fed up with people's hollow concerns when they wouldn't or couldn't do anything about it. Arai had been a comfort at first when she needed him but now he was just bugging her everying waking moment of her life.
After taking two sleeping tablets Haruhi managed to close her eyes for a couple of hours, at around nine in the evening the phone rang again. Haruhi woke up groggily and trudged over to the phone.
'Arai, if that's you again- oh, Kyouya-senpai? What?! I'll be right there,' Haruhi grabbed her coat, her expression switched between fury, calm and panic. Lack of sleep and stress were not a good combination.
That's it. I don't care if I'm scared. Hokari Imutzu will pay for bringing my father into this.
Ok, here we go. Sorry!!! It would have been finished sooner but I was reading Bleach. 148 chapters is her to read and I'm not even half way D: It is awesome though. I'm going to have to stay up late and write more chapters to make up for it :3 aiming for 20 reviews please ^^ Or at least 18 before the next chapter. OMG I'm sorry if I sound like a No0b T_T