Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club.

A/N: I promised myself I would update fast on this one, cuz it's probably only going to have four chapters.

"Hana! Hana!"

"Nnn?" Haruhi awoke and blinked to find she was lying in Tamaki's arms on the marble tiles of the hallway, Yuki, Sakiko, and Mai crouched around them. A small crowd was forming.

"Hana! Daijoubu?" Tamaki asked, his face sweating and anxious.

"What happened?" Haruhi asked.

"You just passed out!" Yuki squeaked.

"Yeah, you might have gotten one hell of a concussion if Tamaki hadn't caught you!" Mai added.

"Do you need us to take you to the nurse?" Sakiko asked softly.

"Ah... I just felt a little dizzy and lightheaded. I guess it's because I skipped dinner and pulled an all-nighter last night, and then I didn't have time for breakfast this morning. Oh well, I'll just stick it out until lunch time." Haruhi tried to stand, but the room was wavering. Tamaki picked her up bridal-style, attracting even more stares and some giggles. "Eh? Tamaki-senpai, you don't have to..."

"Don't be stupid. You're going to get sick. I'm taking you to the nurse to see if we can do anything." Tamaki said, a serious expression on his face. "You girls go back to class and tell the teacher why Hana's late."

"Hai. Hope you feel better, Hana-chan."

"Ah... thanks..." Haruhi didn't have much time to say anything, because Tamaki carried her in the opposite direction. As they appoached the nurse's office, and the hallway had cleared, Haruhi wriggled out of Tamaki's grip. "Senpai! I'm okay... I can walk on my own now." Tamaki put her down and as she looked into his face, she saw a scowl outlined in his features. "What's wrong now, Senpai?" She sighed.

Tamaki turned abruptly and slapped the wall, trapping Haruhi between his arms. "BAKA!"

Haruhi was irritated now. "What the hell? Why do you always have to freak out like this? It's not like I'm annorexic or do this all the time... just ONCE, and you have to get like this!"

"Because you're stupid!" Tamaki shouted. "How come you couldn't at least TRY to take better care of yourself? If not for yourself, do it for me! And everyone else who cares what happens to you, because you obviously don't!"

"Why do you care so much anyway!" Haruhi growled.

Tamaki's hands tensed against the wall and his teeth clenched, face reddening. "Because I..." he clamped Haruhi's face roughly between his hands as she stiffened, back sliding down the wall, the dizziness returning. At this point, Haruhi was sitting against the wall, and Tamaki was straddling her, cupping her cheeks. "Because I..."

The thump of a bag falling to the ground returned them to Earth, and they turned to see Emiko standing open-mouthed in the middle of the vacant hallway, bag at her feet. They turned back to look at each other, and Tamamki sighed. "Just because, okay?" He released her and stood up, offering her a hand once he was on his feet. "So, take care of yourself for our sake, okay?"

"H-Hai..." Haruhi breathed, accepting his oustretched hand.

"Ano, Emiko-san?" Tamaki turned to Emiko, Haruhi still leaning on him for support.

"Y-Yeah?"

"First of all, nothing improper was going on there." Tamaki concluded. "And, would you mind escorting Hana to the nurse?" He asked with a smile.

"S-sure..."

"Ah, arigatou! Take care of yourself Hana." With one last wave, Tamaki disappeared down the hallway.

"What was that just now!" Emiko demanded as soon as Tamaki was out of earshot.

"You heard him. Nothing improper. He just got a little mad at me, that's all." Haruhi shrugged.

"Don't act innocent! There was definately something going on there, and I know it, you hear me, Fujioka Hana?" Emiko growled.

"You can have him." Haruhi laughed, causing Emiko to trip over her feet. "It's not like that between us. We're friends, no matter how it looks. And Tamaki-senpai doesn't hold any romantic feelings towards me anyway!"

Emiko crossed her arms over her chest. "I may be competitive, but I don't play dirty, so I'm going to tell you something, Fujioka-san."

"Yes, Emiko-sempai?" Haruhi asked most innocently.

"ARE YOU FREAKIN BLIND?" She yelled, causing Haruhi to jump three feet. "Tamaki is head-over-heels for you! Can't you tell? Why do you REALLY think he cares about you so much? Yes, I heard that conversation! If he wasn't showing romantic interest then, I don't know WHAT it was! What do you think he was trying to tell you, Fujioka-san? He LOVES you!" Emiko finally finished, close to tears. "Can't you see that...?"

Haruhi's heart started beating faster and faster with every word. How can that be? That's... not possible, is it? Sure, sometimes he acts jealous or affectionate, but I had thought it was fatherly or something... But... does he really...? Haruhi fell back against the wall.

"Because I... Just because, okay?"

Something fluttered in her stomach. Why, Tamaki-senpai? Because what?

Emiko sniffed and wiped away tears. "So many girls would kill to have him love them, so why can't you see the love he's showing you so plainly? Are you that thick? And if you don't like him, tell him, and leave him available for other girls, will you?"

Haruhi stiffened.

"You... don't like him... do you...?"

Haruhi didn't know what to say. She didn't, did she? But... he was so warm... and always so kind to everyone and trusting and loyal... even if he was egotistical and idiotic. But that didn't mean she liked him. Right? If I don't like him... then why is my heart beating so fast?

Emiko sighed. "Well that's it. I give up."

"Eh?" Haruhi's thoughts broke. "T-That was quick..." She sweat dropped.

"Well, I figure I have no chance, if you two are so in love with each other you can't even comprehend it yourselves." Emiko shrugged. "Just call me if he's available. Let's just get over this and get along. You're kind of hard to fight with anyway, you're the kind of person I could easily make my friend." She smiled.

Haruhi smiled. "Um... now that we're getting along... I could use some help..."

"Oh!" Emiko quickly leapt to her side. "G-Gomen..."

"It's alright!" Haruhi said as the two of them walked down the hall together. "Ano... Emiko-senpai?"

"Nn?"

"Speaking of being blind... why don't YOU see the love someone's been showing you so plainly?" Haruhi asked with raised eyebrows.

"EH? WHO?"

"That's for me to know, and you to find out."

"That's no fair!"

Haruhi stood gaping in front of the Suoh mansion, feeling inadequate in her pale pink blouse and jean skirt which probably cost less than the dirt she stood on. She watched people flood in with expensive gifts in their hands and felt like she should be serving these people food rather than enjoying a party with them. She felt guilty she hadn't brought anything, but she really wasn't sure what to bring, and wanted to avoid embarrassing herself with "commoner things". She took a deep breath and walked into the crowd, her heart beating fast as she remembered her previous conversation with Emiko.

"He LOVES you!"

She almost tripped on the stairs as the words rang through her head. Thankfully, someone was there to catch her, but as she looked up, she thought she would have rather fallen on her face.

"You're so clumsy, Haruhi--er, Hana." Tamaki laughed as he released her. He then took a good look at her and flushed pink. "You look er... really cute." He breathed.

Haruhi blushed, now finding the skirt she had choosen a little too short, the top a little too low-cut. "A-Arigatou. You don't look half bad yourself, senpai."

Tamaki grinned. "Thanks. And you don't have to call me senpai, we're not in school."

"Uh... T-Tamaki-kun...?"

"Yeah?"

"N-nothing, just trying it out."

"Hana-chan!" Haruhi turned to see Yuki, Mai, and Sakiko waving at her. She turned back to Tamaki, who smiled.

"Go ahead. Enjoy yourself. It's a party-- cut loose, you uptight little commoner!" Tamaki gave her a gentle push towards her friends.

"Tamaki..." She said, but her word were drowned out by music, and Tamaki had already disappeared in the crowd.

"Hana-chan! Found you!" Yuki giggled.

"Yeah, flirting with Tamaki-senpai, that is!" Mai teased.

"You look nice..." Sakiko smiled.

"Thanks..." Haruhi said, glancing into the crowd once more to find him.

"So, when are the love-love confessions going to come out, eh, Hana-chan?" Mai winked.

"EH?" Haruhi immediately blushed. "I-I told you... it's not like that between us..."

"Are you sure?" Yuki stifled a giggle.

"Or are you in denial?" Sakiko asked softly, looking straight through her. She had the habit of telling people just what they didn't want to hear.

"D-Don't be silly! Anyway, great party huh? Um... I'm thirsty, I'm going to get something to drink, okay?" Haruhi began talking a mile a minute.

"Okay, we'll wait for you by the pool, okay?" Yuki told her.

"Go get him!" Mai called.

"Careful of falling too far..." Sakiko said in the same soft voice, not really clear to anyone what she was saying.

Haruhi waved and navigated through the crowd of teenagers towards where the food was, in a corner by the stairs. Haruhi watched several couples sneak up the stairs towards the rooms upstairs giggling and rolled her eyes.

"You know what's the best part about a party in a mansion as big as this?" an unfamiliar male voice came from behind her. She turned to see a senior leaning on the table standing alarmingly close. He continued, edging closer. "There are so many spare bedrooms for anyone who wants it. You want to take one for a spin?"

Haruhi backed up carefully. "I don't think so, I'm not interested..."

"Come on, it'll be fun..." reached out to grab her arm, and she struggled from his grip.

"Let me go!" She growled, and retracted her foot, about to hit him squarely between his legs, but didn't get the chance, and just watched, gaping, as a fist took the guy right in the face.

"Lay off, bastard. We don't need your filthy hands soiling our Host Club Hime." Tamaki growled, and the guy scurried away.

"Thank you Tamaki-kun, but I could have handled it myself." Haruhi said, rubbing her wrist.

Tamaki groaned and grabbed her wrist pulling her upstairs. All sorts of thoughts went through Haruhi's head about his intentions, but she pushed them aside, knowing Tamaki wouldn't do anything improper. He threw a bedroom door open to walk in on an... occupied couple. He shut it. The next bedroom was thankfully empty, and he pushed Haruhi in and shut the door.

"BAKA! I thought we already talked about this!" Tamaki yelled.

Haruhi groaned. "I told you it was under control!" Haruhi turned her back on him and stalked into the low balcony looking down at the pool. Several people, including Emiko, Yuki, Sakiko, Mai, and the rest of the Host Club, looked up and engaged themselves in the fight.

"No you didn't!" Tamaki said, following her and grabbing her shoulder, turning her to face him. "He was at least five times stronger than you, and he's in the kendo club. Do you really think you could have done anything if he had really used force?"

"What's your problem? I can take care of myself, I don't need you to be my father. I don't need you or anyone else!" Haruhi shot back stubbornly.

"So what are you going to do, hide in the closet alone and to wait the storm out?" Tamaki grabbed her shoulders. "Why can't you ever depend on someone when you need it?"

"Because I don't need it!" Haruhi cried, yanking out of his grasp with such force that she flew over the balcony with a yelp, grabbing Tamaki, and pulling him down with her.

A loud splash rang through as the two fell (thankfully) into the 12-foot deep end of the pool.

"Hana! Tamaki!" Emiko rushed towards the pool, but slipped on the water and also fell into the pool.

Haruhi and Tamaki resurfaced, clinging onto each other, and quickly swam towards the edge. They looked at the water, and then up at Kyoya. "Ano, Kyoya?" Tamaki asked. "Can Emiko swim?"

Kyoya turned sharply to look at him. "She fell in!" He asked, alarmed. The other two nodded, and Kyoya's expression went from concern to determination. He ran across the lawn, discarding his shirt and glasses along the way, and dove straight in. People gathered around, including Haruhi's friends, who began frantically asking if she was alright and what was going on. Everyone focused on the water, and finally, Kyoya surfaced, holding an unconscious Emiko in his arms. He swam to the edge and Tamaki and Mori helped lift Emiko out of the water and place her on the tiles, and Kyoya hopped up and immediately turned his attention to Emiko, who still lay unmoving.

"Mouth to mouth?" Haruhi suggested.

Kyoya prickled and blushed slightly, but didn't resist as he lowered his lips to hers and pressed against her chest. After a few times, Emiko jerked up coughing and spitting water. Hunny had appeared with a towel and handed it to her. She wiped her face and looked at Kyoya, kneeling sopping wet next to her and looking concerned. "I'm okay!" She grinned. "Arigat--"

Her words were interrupted by Kyoya wrapping his arms around her and pulling to him kissing her hard and fast. When he broke off, he released her blushing, wide-eyed form quickly, clearing his throat. "G-Gomen... I know, you like Tamaki. Just pretend..." His voice trailed off as Emiko threw arms around him.

"Kyo-chan! Kyo-chan! Tamaki may be handsome, and prince-like, but he wasn't the one who dived into the water to save me! Kyo-chan, I'm so sorry! The truth is I only pretended to like Tamaki to make you jealous!" She confessed, releasing her.

"You... did?" Kyoya asked. She nodded shamefully. Kyoya laughed and hugged her. "You didn't have to do that!"

Tamaki and Haruhi watched with smiled. "At least some good came out of this." Tamaki said, before turning to Haruhi. "Look, whatever... just go home. I was hoping we wouldn't have to fight today, but whatever. You obviously don't want to be here. So, go home and change before you catch a cold." Tamaki turned on heel and left, probably heading upstairs to change himself.

"Tamaki-kun..." Haruhi called uselessly after him, before sighing. It was so hard when he kept fussing over her like this.

"Looks like Tamaki-senpai wins." Hikaru said with his arms crossed from behind Haruhi.

Haruhi turned around. "What do you mean?" She asked, face-to-face with the twins.

"We see the way you look at him, the way he looks at you." Kaoru joined in.

"And the reason why you fight... is always about Tamaki's overprotectiveness. But... you always make up before Tamaki can really confess." Hikaru shrugged.

"I think it's time you know that we've been watching you, and we know that you two should be together." Kaoru nodded.

"And even though I liked you before, Tamaki-senpai has won you over. Lightbulb number two, remember?" Hikaru confessed.

"Eh? You... did...?"

"Yes, but you like Tamaki-senpai, right?" Hikaru asked.

"You do like him... don't you?" Kaoru asked.

Haruhi stopped. "I..."

AHAHAHAH MAJOR CLIFFIE! (evil author) Read next chappy to find out!