A/N: Somebody got it right! Your so smart, Loanlystar! You got it right. Here's my update! Enjoy. Sorry for the errors.

Disclaimer: Bisco Hatori owns Ouran High School Host Club. She rocks!

11: When love fails

"Another plane.." Haruhi repeated slowly as she placed the words into her head. Suddenly she let out a soft laugh, which caused the woman to stare back at her.

"How ironic" Haruhi continued shaking her head as she slumped back her seat, "this is a sign definitely" she rambled on.

"Dear child, are you all right?" the woman asked in concern. Haruhi stopped and bit her lower lip hard. Her stomach had been not so good through out the flight and there was this lump in her throat that was threatening to get out. Quickly she placed one hand in her mouth.

"I think I'm going to puke.. "she muttered in alarm.

"The bathroom!" the old woman exclaimed hurriedly. Haruhi stood up and ran across the airplane's long corridor. When she reached her destination, her heart dropped as several people were lining up.

"I need to use the restroom.." she managed to say.

"Wait in line" a moody passenger replied to her. Her head began to sway dangerously and her stomach was about to give in. Angrily she walked back and nearly collided for the second time with a flight attendant.

"I need to go to the bathroom" she said weakly fighting the urge not to vomit anytime.

"Please wait in line" the flight attendant replied calmly. Haruhi shook her head, "P-please.. I need to.." she brought her hand into her mouth.

The flight attendant's eyes widened and she guided the petite girl, "follow me ma'am and please try to hold it in.."

Haruhi nodded, her head swimming as the plane rocked slightly.

'This is my last time on a plane!' her mind screamed following the flight attendant somewhere. Then finally a bathroom came to view, she rushed inside finally releasing all the tension in her stomach.

'I will never get some sleep in this flight' Tamaki woke up angrily as the plane rocked to and fro and the noisy somewhere in the cabin made him sat up and ran one hand into his soft blond locks.

He caught sight of that lovely flight attendant and called her over.

"You don't look so well sir" she said in concern.

He smiled, "I have trouble sleeping…" he admitted.

"Do you want anything? Red wine perhaps?" she said smiling back.

He smirked, "Only if you share it with me" he said in a soft voice. The girl blushed shyly, "well..I can't really.."

"When we get to France, maybe we could---" Tamaki's voice was cut abruptly when a commotion emerged.

"Ma'am! Are you all right?" a voice was asking in concern. Several of the passengers in first class were looking somewhere behind.

"Oh dear.." Tamaki heard the flight attendant right in front of him replied looking onwards.

He stood up, "what's wrong?"

Now there were several flight attendants rushing towards the back, "Ma'am… please get a hold of yourself.." somebody was saying. Tamaki turned towards the commotion and noticed that two female attendants were trying to lift a girl who seemed to have fainted.

"Get something to revive her" someone said.

Tamaki stared at the girl whose back was on him, and her head was drooping like someone whose been drugged. A male flight attendant caught her arm and struggled to pull her up into a standing position.

There were only four people in the first class cabin, including Tamaki yet everyone started speaking loudly. The pretty attendant began to calm the others, while two are trying to pull the fallen passenger out of the corridor.

She began to stand on her own, her consciousness back. "Uh..w-where am I?"

That voice...!

Tamaki froze his violet blue eyes staring at her girl. She turned slightly just enough for him to see the side of her face before she once again fell into the ground.

He moved like the wind and caught her half way. "Haruhi!" he exclaimed holding her in his arms.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked looking at her chalky white face.

"She was vomiting in the bathroom, and when she came out she looked really pale and sick…" the female attendant explained.

Tamaki lifted her petite body and brought her towards his seat. "Find her things and bring it to me" he ordered.

"But sir, she's not sitting here.." they argued. "Do you know her?"

He set Haruhi down, on the empty seat beside his and turned his head on them. "Yes" he paused and took a deep breath, "we got separated…"

"Now, please find her things. She doesn't look too well to be sitting back there" he replied glaring at them.

They obeyed him and returned with her backpack.

"I think she's going to be all right" a soft voice replied. Tamaki glanced at the pretty flight attendant he had been flirting with earlier. He nodded, his flirting was now official over.

"I hope so" he managed to say.

"She looks so frail, I think she needs a lot of rest" the flight attendant said and then left him with Haruhi.

Tamaki wraps his blanket over her and studied her face.

She didn't look too well, her lips her pale and there lines underneath her closed eyes, but other than she looked as lovely as ever.

"Haruhi…" he whispered touching her face softly not to wake her up. "Why are you doing this?" he continues to trace the outlines of her face, through her eyebrows, her nose, her jaw line and her lips.

His heart did a double take as he looked at her with so much pain. Tamaki pulls his hand away and closes his eyes. It was unbelievable to see Haruhi on the same plane as him going to France, but seeing her hurt was more unbearable.

It took him all his willpower, trying to avoid her ever since that day in the rose maze garden. Her words were so powerful that it pierced like daggers into his heart. And then he decided afterwards that he would distance himself from her, so he would not hurt her anymore.

'What do I really mean to you Haruhi?' his mind echoes. And finally the young boy drifts off to sleep as well.

It was warm and comfortable. But then a slight rock caused her to open her eyes in alarm.

'Where am I?'

Her blurry vision clears and she realizes that she was on board a plane. 'Oh yeah, I'm going to France to find…' Haruhi thought then she frowns and realize that she was leaning onto someone. Instantly she lifts up her head and stares at the person beside her.

Her heart gives a powerful jolt. "Oh god.." she whispers as she stares at the beautiful boy sleeping beside her.

"How did this happen?" staring at him, trying to convey her thoughts whether the boy beside her was real or not. Then the plane rocked sideways causing Haruhi to grabbed on to Tamaki's wrist.

That stirred him awake. He opened his eyes slowly and looked at her with those deep-probing eyes.

"H-Haruhi?" he yawned.

"Tamaki.." she replied breathlessly looking back at him.

He was now wide-awake. " What are you doing here?" he asked softly. Then he looked down at her hand that was clutching his wrist. "Are you afraid?"

She pulled her hand away and said nothing. Tamaki lifted his gaze at her once again. She moved back as she saw his eyes. They were full of pain, confusion and a little relief.

"I want you to reconsider what you're doing right now" she replied frankly. Tamaki snorted, "reconsider? Give me a break Haruhi. Here you are flying with me to Paris, France and you want me to reconsider?" he said giving out a short laugh. "Your crazy…"

Haruhi narrowed her gaze, "I've been crazy ever since I entered the Host Club"

He looked at her, "Oh thank you very much"

"But" she took a deep breath, "I don't regret it anymore. I love the host club and the others feel the same way, and we want you back"

"Not that crap again…please" he waved his hand, "I've made up my mind. So when we reach France, you're going to take the next plane back to Japan"

"Then you should have not helped me" she replied and began to stand up.

"Hey where are you going?" he asked in surprise.

"This is not my seat" she told him. Tamaki caught her arm and pulled her back beside him. "The plane is going to land" he pointed out towards the screen, "now please try to be reasonable"

She sat down and slumped back in her seat, looking outside. Suddenly she felt scared. She didn't know how to talk to him anymore.

There was something blocking her from doing so.

"Haruhi" Tamaki began, in a soft voice that almost came out like a whisper. She didn't turn to look at him.

"What now?" she grunted moodily.

"I don't want to hurt anyone anymore…" he whispered this time. "If I could not retrieve all my memories, then I'd rather forget them and to spare everyone from being hurt by me" he explained. Haruhi stared outside the window as her heart pounded against her chest.

"And especially you…" he said bitterly, "I don't want to hurt you anymore… you don't deserve it"

"You're a coward senpai" she muttered.

He sighed, "maybe I am…"

"I can't believe you.." she continued, "how can you run away from your feelings?" she found herself saying.

"It was all infatuation" he simply said.

Haruhi felt her own heart tightened in her chest. She didn't say anything anymore. His last words cleared everything. And as the plane landed, the two went on their separate ways.

a/n: now this is the longest chapter I've ever written in this fic!