Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran.

M is for Mistake

Haruhi strolled down the long halls of Ouran Academy. Her head was still swimming from her date the night previous. Her boyfriend, Takashi Morinozuka, the strong and silent host club member, had taken her to an ice skating rink and they'd skated for hours before eating a quick dinner in her apartment with her father.

Ranka was absolutely delighted that his daughter had chosen Takashi for her boyfriend. "He's the most handsome of all of them!" He had squealed when told of their relationship. "Oh Haruhi! I wholeheartedly approve!" He'd then crushed his daughter in a hug that almost resembled Tamaki's.

Haruhi stopped in front of the large pink doors that marked the entrance into the third music room. She sighed, "Might as well get this over with."

Haruhi pushed open the doors, and immediately found herself assaulted with pink and red rose petals. Spitting out a red one that had somehow made it's way into her mouth, she glared about the room. It was empty, save one figure.

"Kasanoda?" Haruhi asked. "So where is everyone? Kyoya-Senpai sent me a note." She asked.

"They're not coming." Kasanoda said as he stood.

"Why did the note say that there was club then…?" Haruhi asked, annoyed that she had walked all that way when she'd had no need to.

"Would you have come otherwise?" Kasanoda asked her as he made his way to her.

Haruhi shifted her eyes to the side. Probably not… she thought to herself. Wait…you sent that note?

Kasanoda stopped directly in front of her. "Haruhi?" He asked, his voice filled with what he must have thought was concern.

Haruhi turned her head to look at him. She jumped when she realized just how close he had gotten to her person. "…what are you doing?"

"I'd like to talk to you Haruhi. If that's okay?" Kasanoda said in a way that gave her no choice.

"Whatever." she said. "It'll have to be quick though, I need to go to the store on the way home, and I want to get the sale on meat before it's over."

"I don't think it'll take that long." Kasanoda informed her as he took her arm, pulling her to a couch. He sat down, pulling her down beside him.

"What…" Haruhi said. "I don't understand Kasanoda?"

"Surely you're not so naïve Haruhi." He told her as he grasped her shoulders tightly.

Haruhi flinched. "Kasanoda…" she gasped in shock.

"What?" she said, trying to get him to let go of her shoulders.

"I want you. Be my girl." He told her.

"I don't think I would like that Kasanoda. I thought you just wanted to be my friend. I'm not interested in…!" she stiffened in shock as he forced his lips on hers. She gasped, and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth. She grabbed his shirt and tried to push him off of her.

He pushed her back on the couch, straddling her. His hand slipped down to slide under her shirt, and tears pooled in her eyes as he fondled her.

She heard the door open and she struggled harder.

"Haruhi."

Her heart stopped. No! Takashi! It isn't what it looks like! Please! Help me! she forced herself to turn her head.

"Mori-Senpai." Kasanoda said in a comfortable voice, while continuing to fondle her breast. "Not to be rude, but Haruhi and I were in the middle of something…so if you could leave…"

Haruhi looked into her boyfriends eyes, and her own overflowed with tears as she saw the pain that filled his.

Takashi looked at the woman he loved, in the arms of another man. Why? He thought as his chest erupted with pain. He turned to leave, his heart breaking in two.

"Takashi!" Haruhi's voice called out to him.

He stopped.

"Takashi please! This is a mistake! You're making a mistake!" Haruhi pleaded to him.

He asked. "How is it a mistake, Haruhi. I can plainly see you would rather be with him than me. I'll leave you two alone."

"Help me!" she cried out desperately. "Please help me!"

He turned and saw Haruhi attempting to remove Kasanoda's hands from her body. He then realized his mistake. She wasn't cheating on him. She was being…

Takashi's eyes filled with fury and he lunged across the room, grabbing Kasanoda by the shirt, and lifting him off of Haruhi. He threw him down on the floor.

"Taka-chan! What's taking so…" Mitsukuni's voice trailed off as he took in the scene. Haruhi was rubbing her shoulders, and wincing. Kasanoda was on the floor, looking up at Takashi in terror. Takashi was taking a step forward.

"Takashi!" He ordered. "What happened?"

Takashi answered his cousin with malice. "Kasanoda was forcing himself on Haruhi." he spat out angrily.

Mitsukuni's eyes filled with a similar rage, and he faux calmly walked up to the terrified man. "Takashi. Take Haru-chan home. I'll take care of this filth." he said.

"But…" Takashi went to protest. "He attacked my…"

"Now Takashi!" Mitsukuni said.

Haruhi allowed her boyfriend to lift her into his arms. She buried her face in his neck, as he took her from the room.

"Now…" Mitsukuni said, advancing on the redhead. "Why were you forcing yourself on Haru-chan!" he cracked his knuckles.

"I swear! I didn't know she was Morinozuka's woman! I didn't know!" Kasanoda pleaded.

"It doesn't matter. You should never force a lady!" Mitsukuni growled.

"I'm sorry!" Kasanoda's cries of pain filled the halls.

When they'd reached Haruhi's apartment, he set her down. Haruhi fell to her knees.

"Please…" she whispered.

Takashi looked taken aback.

"Please…I didn't know…I couldn't stop him…" Haruhi shook with her sobs. "Please, Takashi…please don't hate me! I love you so much! Please…give me another chance!"

"You didn't do anything…" he told her. "So there's nothing to forgive."

Haruhi looked up at him, tears streaking her face.

"R-really?" she asked him.

He knelt down beside her. "Really." he wiped away her tears. "And Haruhi?"

"Yes?" she hiccupped.

"I love you too." he smiled as he took her into his arms.

An: Sorry about the wait. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Also, I'm at a bit of an impasse. I have no idea what to write about next. In a review, if you could all give me some idea's, that would be great. I'll make sure to give you credit for the title and any storyline ideas you come up with. Thanks.

~Kiera