"Bye Dad!" Haruhi called as she slung her backpack over her shoulder and took off for school.
"Bye Honey! Stay safe! And don't let any of those boys take advantage of you!" her Dad called after her. Haruhi sighed and shut the door shaking her head, "My father," she mumbled.
I wonder if I'll see Hikaru today? she wondered which was stupid because the twins were in her class and in the host club so the only way for her not to see Hikaru was if he wasn't there. As she continued on her way she replayed yesterday in the pantry and pondered yet again what these feelings she felt for Hikaru meant.
She couldn't concentrate on the lecture her teacher was giving, not with Hikaru sitting so close. She was breathing hard and her heart was so, so loud in her cheast she thought the whole class could hear it.
She put her head down, giving up on trying to stay focused. She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up.
"Hey, Haruhi. Are you okay?" Hikaru whispered. Haruhi nodded, not trusting herself to speak.
"Um, okay," Hikaru said, taking his hand away and looking embarrassed.
"Hikaru! Haruhi! Is there something you would like to share with the class!" the teacher, Ms. Taji, asked. The class snickered and Kauro looked at the two in alarm.
"No Ms. Taji," the whispers said together.
"Then please pay least attention to each other and more attention to my lecture." Again the class snickered and Kauro continued staring.
"What?" Hikaru asked his twin after the teacher's back was turned. Kauro looked away sadly. Hikaru shook his head and looked back at the bored. Haruhi, confused by the exchange, found it even harder to concentrate now with another thing to take up her mind. Lucky for her, the bell rang.
Haruhi hurried to the host club because she was late. She had hidden in the bathroom trying to get up her courage to go (as well as come up with reasons other than Hikaru for why she was so nervous). That had taken longer than expected and now she was late.
She opened the door to see that she was just in time.
"Haruhi! Why are you late?" Tamaki asked, jumping out of his emo corner.
"Um, I had other things to do," Haruhi said hurriedly.
"You couldn't have done them later?" the upset blond asked.
"Uh, they were important," Haruhi answered trying to brush past Tamaki.
"More important than the Host Club!" Tamaki sulked back to his corner, but Haruhi was no longer paying attention. She was scaning the room for a certain 'someone'. She saw Honey-Sempi eating cake and Mori-Sempi standing over him protectively. She glanced at Tamaki in his corner and her eyes passed over Kyoya typing furiously, but gracefully, on his laptop. Finally, her eyes fell on the pair of redheads she was looking for going through the role poly trunk.
"You should tell him if you like him," Mori-Sempi said coming out of nowhere.
"Oh, Sempi! You scared me!" Haruhi jumped, surprised, and totally avoiding the statement.
Mori-Sempi looked at Haruhi, "He likes you too you know. Anyone who pays attention can see that."
Haruhi stared then shook her head and gave in, "You think?" she asked turning back to look at Hikaru.
Mori-Sempi nodded and stood by Haruhi as she thought about what he had said.