Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran Host Club. And I OBVIOUSLY don't own Romeo and Juliet. Shakespeare—that freaking genius, my idol—does.

A/N: Damn, this chapter was hard to think of something for.

Day five… Haruhi sighed. It was a Saturday and Haruhi was reading in the park, all the shojo sparkle surrounding her as she read her favorite Shakespeare novel for probably the 20th time in the shade of a tree, white birds pecking around at her feet.

But the jeans and t-shirt kind of ruined the full effect a yellow sundress might have had.

She hummed a song absentmindedly as she read, desperately trying to get her mind off the predicament she was stuck with. She only had two days to decide the rest of her life. Why couldn't she just be a normal teenager? Why couldn't this just be a normal fan fiction? The fluttering of birds interrupted her thoughts, as all the doves scattered. She looked up to see Mori standing before her with the white birds flying around him, feathers floating about, and one hand in his pocket in classic bishounen pose.

"Oh, hi Mori-senpai. What brings you here?" She smiled, putting her book down onto her lap and scooting over, patting the bench next to her.

He sat down. "I like walks in the park." He replied without much expression.

"Mm, is that so?" Haruhi was beginning to get nervous. Mori was such a quiet person, and downright impossible to read, she didn't know what to do in such a situation. She suddenly became aware of his hand clasping hers. "Senpai…"

"I would like to… take more walks in the park with you…" She looked up to see him smiling softly down at her. She blushed under his gaze. Damn those bishounen sparkles… where the hell do they come from anyway?

"Senpai… why… why would you want to marry me? I mean… I thought you cared for Hunny-senpai only. And I mean, why me?" Haruhi asked nervously, feeling suddenly embarrassed. Maybe it was because he was still holding her hand. His hand was surprisingly warm.

"Well, he can take care of himself, you know. Believe it or not, he's a man now. He needs me less and less these days." Mori sighed, before looking at her straight in the eye. "But you… to me, you always seem so fragile, and beautiful… I feel like I need to protect you and keep you safe." He now reached over and clasped both her hands. "I want to keep you by my side so nobody can ever hurt you or taint you or do anything to harm you. All I want is to protect you for the rest of my life."

Haruhi's heart was beating a mile a minute now, and her breath had left her the moment he had started talking (although she would hardly consider herself a fragile beauty). The discarded Romeo and Juliet fell limply to the ground. This was probably the most he had spoken in the whole series, and every word that came out of his mouth was so utterly sweet and thoughtful. It made her want to jump into his arms—but she of course resisted that particular urge. "I haven't exactly chosen who I want, though… I can't say whether it would be you. So please, don't say things like that. It would hurt me even more if I chose someone else." She barely managed.

"'Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.'" He leaned over and placed a quick kiss on her lips. It was so quick she wasn't even sure it happened. But most of all she couldn't forget the fact that he had just quoted her most favorite book (although she would rather die than admit that her favorite book was a romance novel) that currently lay at her feet. She knew very well what line came next.

"'Then have my lips the sin that they have took.'" She said almost shyly, her gaze flickering from her lap took look into his.

He smiled, taking that as an invitation. "'Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again!'" He said with a teasing smile on his lips before leaning over and kissing her longer this time.

Haruhi thought she was going to melt. She was actually downright swooning at this moment. Mori's kiss was unbelievable. It wasn't as strong as Kyoya's and much less rough than Hikaru's. It was soft and gentle, much more than one would expect from someone as fierce-looking as Mori. His hands released hers and wrapped around her waist and she slipped her hands around his neck. The sunlight was warm on the back of her neck as she fell to his embrace.

She had to admit she was downright disappointed when he pulled back. "'You kiss by th' book.'" She quoted with entire truth.

He smiled. "As do you." He replied, breaking the Shakespearean dialogue. He released her and placed a hand on her head. He looked at her and grinned—yes I'm dead serious, Mori grinned—catching her off-guard. "If you choose me, then I promise to take all the sin your lips can offer, and make it so nobody else's sin disturbs them again."

She leaned on him. "I'm sure you would. With Mori-senpai I always feel… very safe."

She caught herself before she got too comfortable. "But—I can't promise you anything." She jerked away suddenly, before standing up. "I'm sorry… I still just don't know." She picked up her Romeo and Juliet book and dusted it off before turning to him. "I'm sorry… I'll see you later…"

She hurried off, whispering with a blush, her book clutched to her chest. "'Sweet Montague, be true. Stay but a little, I will come again.'"

Mori remained smiling on the bench, and as she left, he exhaled and leaned back, a blush dusting his cheeks, whispering breathlessly. "'O blessed, blessed night! I am afeared, being in night, all this is but a dream, too flattering-sweet to be substantial.'"

Okay, currently Romeo and Juliet is my favorite book, so I had to quote it. And I thought it was sweet. I apologize to those who needed to whip out their dictionaries to understand what they were saying… (sweatdrop) But just so you know, I now have a newfound love for this couple.