"He got hurt because of me." A little girl's voice echoed through her mind. Haruhi blinked as she turned around to see a little girl hugging a blue bunny. She stood there, with her eyes dazed and empty. Her head was bleeding and she was in dirty blue bunny pajamas.

The surroundings were really dark and the ground made ripples like water. The little rain droplets made more ripples.

Haruhi blinked as she walked over to the child. A splashing sound made her jump a bit. The little girl didn't move at all. She just stared at her. "Who?"

The little girl looked up at Haruhi. " You know who."the little girl whispered. "He was hurt because of us. He could've died because of us." Haruhi blinked as the little girl spoke. Her voice was getting louder and louder.

Haruhi wanted to ask again but flashes of Honey on the cold ground flashed in her mind. Haruhi gasped as she held her head. She knelt down as her head started to pound. 'What's going on?'

"You're remembering." The girl's dull voice said. Haruhi looked up. The girl's dead eyes made her freeze. "You'll just be a burden again."

Haruhi tried to speak but nothing came out.

"A burden. A burden." The little girls said. "BURDEN."She screamed.

Haruhi woke up with a start. She stared at the ceiling for a long time. She breathed heavily as she sat up. She had a slight headache, covered in sweat and she felt like she was crying again. She looked around the room.

She was at her apartment. She let out a small breath.

'That nightmare again.'She thought to herself. She sighed and looked at the time. She noticed her father's futon was gone and could hear movement from the kitchen. She sighed and started to get from her futon. 'No point in going back to sleep. I'll wake up in a few minutes anyway.'

She puts her futon away and goes to get cleaned up.

"Haruhi, sweetie. Are you alright?"her father called from the kitchen. Haruhi sighed and looked at the kitchen.

"To be honest. I'm not sure." Haruhi said to herself. Not knowing if her father heard her or not.

She has been having that nightmare for a few days now.

She didn't tell anyone about it since she didn't quite understand them.

She sighed.

What is she supposed to do? How is she supposed to deal with those nightmares? The image of Honey's younger self on the cold hard ground.

Now that she thinks about it. She did have her first session today. Maybe it could help, maybe not. She is not really sure if she should say anything.

She doesn't know if it will be soon or not.

Her father came out of the kitchen with two plates of food. He looked at Haruhi with a concerned expression which made her feel bad.

"Sorry Dad. I wish I could tell you but I don't quite understand what is going with me." Haruhi said to him. She picked up her chopsticks and looked at her food. She could feel her father watching her as she picked at her food.

She didn't have much of an appetite after that nightmare. She'll still force herself to eat something.

The last she needs is the host club hovering all over her again.

"It's alright. Maybe the doctor could help you."he said with a smile. Haruhi looked up at her father. She took a small bite of her food.

"Didn't I go to therapy before?" Haruhi asked. Ranka sighed while sadly looking down at his plate.

"You did but they got in trouble with something. I have no idea though. It was so stressful for both sides. By then you appeared to be acting like your normal self." Ranka said. He gave her a sad smile. "So I figured that it was okay."

Oh, she remembered that. She didn't want to worry her father so she tried to act normal. For the most part."Who paid for it?"

"The Haninozuka."Ranka said. Haruhi took another bite of her food as she thought. "Mitsukuni-kun also stopped going to therapy as well since you both had the same therapist."

"We had the same therapist?" Haruhi asked. Ranka sighed and nodded his head.

"A young woman. She appeared to be nice but you never liked her. I wonder what happened to her." Ranka thought to himself. Haruhi hummed and continued to eat her food.

"Mmmm." Haruhi mutters while she eats.

Haruhi narrowed her eyes. She didn't remember a woman. Not really. Then again some of her childhood memories were messy,fast and nauseating.

She was feeling sick just from thinking about it.

"Did me and Honey-senpai ever have therapy together?" Haruhi asked Ranka. Ranka only shook his head.

"No. The both of you were separated."Ranka said quietly. Haruni nodded her head as she ate. Ranka didn't say anything as he watched her.

" Did you ever come with me during my sessions?" She asked.

" At first. It was mostly so you could get used to her. Then you started going on your own." Ranka said quietly. He looked at his daughter for a long while before speaking up. "Haruhi."

"Mmmm." Haruhi looked up at her father. She noticed the sad look on his face.

"Are you sure you want to do this? By yourself?" He asked her. Haruhi blinked before nodding her head. "It'll get really hard. Sometimes you might remember something that is truly painful."

Haruhi blinked and smiled at him. "I'm aware. I know what could happen. I don't think it'll go away if I just can't ignore it either. I just want .. to better myself."

Ranka sighed and nodded his head. " Alright then." He sighed. "Just as long as you're aware of that." Haruhi smiled at her father.

"Thanks Dad."she said with a smile. Ranka nodded his head as he started to eat as well.

After eating breakfast, Haruhi got ready for school and made sure she got everything. She packed up her books, pencils, wallet and id. She stopped.

She was forgetting something. She furrowed her eyebrows trying to remember. She got everything, right?

What could she be forgetting?

She looked around the room before her eyes fell to Rini-chan. She furrowed her eyebrows and walked to the dresser.

'Should I bring her with me again?'she thought to herself. She placed a hand on the bunny's head shrugging. 'Why not? I took her to school with me already? A few more days won't kill me.'

She thought as picked up the bunny before holding it with one of her arms. She took a deep breath before going to leave. "I'm leaving." Haruhi called out. Her father stuck his head out of the kitchen as he went to the front door.

He noticed right away that she had her bunny in her arms.

Haruhi looked at him. As if taking her childhood bunny to school wasn't a big deal. She had put on her shoes and made sure it's comfortable. "What is it?" She asked.

Ranka blinked and shook his head. He smiled at the girl. "Nothing. Be careful. Call me when you have finished your first session."

Haruhi nodded her head. "I will." Haruhi said to him. She stood up while taking Rini-chan with her. She placed the bunny in her bag so she wouldn't lose her. Then she tapped the heel of her shoes. " Are you going to be home tonight?"she asked.

Ranka only shook his head. "I'll be sure to call you through. Just to make sure that you made it at home."

Haruhi nodded her head. She went to the door and opened it. She waved at her father before leaving

"You brought your bunny with you."the twins said at the same time.

Haruhi blinked at the twins and looked at her stuffed animal in her lap. Haruhi only shrugged her shoulders as she pulled out her books. "I just felt like bringing her today. That's all."

The twins blinked at her. Both of their eyebrows furrowed as they looked at her and the blue rabbit. She rolled her eyes.

"You just felt like it."Hikaru asked her. Haruhi nodded her head.

"Yes. I felt like it. Is that so weird? Does it really matter why I brought her or not?"she asked him.

"No. It's just you never really bring her along. You always leave her home." Karou pointed out. Haruhi sighed.

Well, the twins made a good point. She never really brought Rini-chan to school willingly. Not when she first entered Ouran at least.

"There were times I brought her along at my middle school."she said with a thought. Even though it wasn't very much and she kept the bunny in her bag most of the time. The only times Rini-chan comes out of her bag was when she was alone. Anyone that saw her with the blue bunny always kept it to themselves.

The twins blinked at her. Haruhi noticed this.

"Could it be that you're nervous?" They asked her.

"I mean why else would you bring her along."Hikaru mentioned.

"It is your first day of therapy after all." Karou added.

Haruhi hummed. "Probably,"she said. "Then again. There were some days I brought Rini-chan, but nothing really happened."

Did she have nightmares those days? She couldn't remember, maybe not. All she knew was that she was certain that she brought her bunny to school.

"I don't wanna think too deeply about it."Haruhi said to the twins. She shrugged her shoulders. She played with her bunny's ear with one hand and picked up a pencil with another.

The twins just shrugged their shoulders too. If she didn't think too deeply about it. Why should they?

This woman made Haruhi feel weird.

The five year old little girl blankly looked at the young woman in front of her. She looked nice enough but she didn't like this woman. She makes her uncomfortable.

Haruhi grabbed onto her father's pants as she blankly stared at this odd woman.

"I don't like her." Haruhi said bluntly. The woman's eyes widened in shock as she moved closer to her father's leg. She looked at her father, he gave her a sad smile.

"You might not like her now but you'll grow to like her. She is going to help you after all."Ranka said while he stroked her hair. Haruhi blinked.

"With what?"Haruhi asked. She looked at the woman then at her father. He looked so sad, so heartbroken.

He was only liked this when her mother died. Is that it? Was this about her mother?

She tried to remember the funeral but it was hard. She could feel a headache coming and touched her head.

Did it have something to do with her headaches? Also some other things she can't remember?

Yet she didn't want to go there with that woman. Not at all. The woman her mouth to speak.

"Fujioka Haruhi…" someone called out as Haruhi snapped out of it. She blinked. She broke out of the memory and looked around.

She was in an office. A very different one from the one in her memories. Even if she couldn't remember what it actually looked like.

It was more modern and less colorful. And a lot less dull looking.

"Coming."she called out as she got from her seat and grabbed her bag. She took a deep breath. Then walked towards the opened door.