Author's Note: This is a request sent in by XxRyoukoXx who wants to see the pairing of HaruhiHikaru. This isn't exactly my greatest forte, but I will do my best to make my friend proud XD

Stop, Shuffle, and Repeat: Round 2!

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Mindless Self Indulgence's Wack

That's what it felt like to Haruhi every day in the Host Club. Everybody there was quite literally insane in her opinion. There was Tamaki, the flirt, and then the evil king Kyouya. Hunny was alright, but a little too immature, and Mori was by far her favorite because he was the quietest.

Then there were the twins, who pretended to be in love with each other to gain the attention of their clients. But Haruhi noticed that Hikaru had been looking at her quite recently lately and she wanted to know why, so when the others had cleared out, she had called him over and stood there as he walked over.

"What is it Haruhi?" he asked.

"Why do you always look at me every day?" she asked.

"Ummm... well... you might find this kinda weird, but... I... I think I'm in love with you," Hikaru said.

"... You're right... I do find that weird," Haruhi said and it felt like a rock felt on Hikaru. "But, strangely enough... I think I feel the same."

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Jon Bon Jovi's Wanted Dead Or Alive

The feeling was ominous as Hikaru walked down the Ouran hallways. Girls stared at him like he was a different person, especially since he wasn't with Kaoru. For once, he was walking all by himself. He had a mission, a goal in mind, and he was going to achieve it.

Walking into class, he noticed Haruhi tutoring the other students who needed it. Gulping slightly, he walked towards her. She looked at him with a look that asked him what he was doing. He did not falter, however. He stopped in front of her. Silence was caught between them for a few seconds before he finally spoke.

"Hey... could I talk to you for a moment?" Hikaru asked.

"Oh... sure," Haruhi said, then looked back at her class. "Continue to study that chapter until I get back." With that, she followed Hikaru outside into the hallway.

"So... what do you need Hikaru?" Haruhi asked softly, catching Hikaru off guard.

"... Actually, I'm Kaoru," he tried.

"I'm not fooled for a second."

"Haruhi-chan... I'm sorry for just calling you out like this, but... I think I'm in love with you."

"Why do you say that? Is one of the reasons the fact that I can tell you apart from Kaoru?"

"Well... yeah, that is one reason I guess," Hikaru shyly said. "But it's also because you're different. You've never played off as dumb, you always speak your mind... you're not afraid to say my brother and I are crazy."

A chuckle followed that comment and Haruhi was even caught up in chuckling. "Yeah, that's true, huh? I still don't get that act you and Kaoru pull."

"It's just an act though... I really love you, Haruhi," Hikaru said.

"... I guess... I love you too Hikaru... I mean I do feel differently around you then I do with the other host club members."

"Yeah... maybe..."

"Look, perhaps we could go out... Saturday, maybe?"

"Yeah... that's fine," Hikaru said with a smile.

"Ok then."

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Distubred's Voices

Hikaru was easy to get angry and that was exactly what those guys who had thrown Haruhi off the cliff had managed to do. Sure, Kaoru had joined him in doing some damage as well, for he too had been enraged, but Hikaru had been the one to scare the clients the most as he had gone demonic on the stupid unlucky men. Pounding their faces into the sand, he felt strange relief and pleasure from it. Even as Kyouya tried to tell him to stop, warning him that he'd kill them if he didn't stop, it took Mori pulling him back to stop his rage. Hikaru shrugged away from Mori and stormed back to the house, hoping Haruhi was ok.

Strangely enough, it seemed the whole encounter had unaffected her. "Ahhh, Hikaru. Are you ok?"

Hikaru looked at her and sighed, trying to calm himself down so he didn't yell at her or seem angry like Tamaki had done. "You... You really worried me when you tried to take on those guys by yourself."

"Well I couldn't just leave those girls to them, could I?" Haruhi questioned.

"I guess not, but... please... could you do me a favor?" Hikaru asked.

"Yes?"

"If you decide to play hero again, tell me so I can come with you, alright?"

Haruhi stared at him perplexed for a moment, but then smiled in a friendly way. "Ok. If I ever do that again, I'll be sure to tell you."

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E Nomine's Mitternacht

It was around midnight by the time Haruhi had finally managed to finish up all the errands she had to do. As she walked through the cold, dark streets, she felt a presence stalking her. She was hoping it was just her imagination, but in case someone was behind her, she decided to skip her usual allyway shortcut. "Now I have to take the long route, but... at least nobody's gonna hurt me out in the open."

"Hey, who are you following Haruhi like that?"

Haruhi turned and noticed Hikaru in front of a suspicious looking man, who tried to look innocent.

"What? I was just walking in the same direction, that's all. It was a coincidence."

"Coincidence my ass! If you weren't stalking here, your eyes wouldn't have been roaming in places it shouldn't have been!"

"Hikaru." Haruhi walked over. "What's going on?"

"Haruhi, keep back. This pervert was following you."

"I was not! This is assault, young man, and I suggest you..."

BAM! Hikaru's fist landed a solid blow against the man's face. "No, old man, THAT was assault!" Hikaru yelled.

"Hikaru! Stop it!" Haruhi said and walked over to help the man up. "I'm so sorry. Can you forgive my friend?" Then her eyes narrowed. "By the way, I can see your eyes at my breasts right now, I hope you know that!" She then let go and kicked him back down before turning to face Hikaru. "Sorry about that."

"... Can't believe he was stupid enough to actually continue looking at you like that... Come on, I'll walk you back home."

"Thanks," Haruhi said as she kept close to Hikaru the rest of the walk back home in the midnight air.

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Serj Tankian's Beethoven's Cunt

Haruhi walked into the Host Club with a foul look on her face. The other hosts stayed clear of her, even Tamaki himself, but Hikaru was curious as to why she was so mad, so he walked towards. He jumped, however, when she slammed her hands down onto the table.

"I can't believe she gave me a grade like that just because I'm a commoner! That bitch!"

Now the host club members knew that, when it came to grades, Haruhi was serious. And getting a failing grade must've been bad enough, but it was even worse if she didn't deserve it and it was given to her because of her status.

"People like here... I wish they'd all die!"

Hikaru said nothing for a moment, but then took Haruhi's hand to the surprise of others and led her down the hallways. Soon they came across a female teacher who was wearing the Hitachinn clothing and Hikaru stopped in front of her.

"Hikaru-kun?... And the..."

"Look, if you ever want discounts on my family's products, I suggest you change Haruhi's grades. She's passing and you know it. Now go change her grades... or else...!"

Under Hikaru's threats, she ran. Hikaru turned to face Haruhi and smiled softly. "So... what do you say about that?"

"... Thanks Hikaru," Haruhi said.

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God. it's horrible! But at least I did my best with what the randomness of the music player gave me.