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silly girl

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Haruhi slammed her door in Kaoru's face. She was fuming. Didn't he know her well enough to know that she wouldn't do those things?

-beepbeepbeep-

Haruhi walked back to her desk. Someone was texting her:

Haruhi

Your father is in Tokyo hospital at the moment. He got hit by a car. You don't have to come yet because he's currently unconscious, I'm not sure what his current state is because the doctor said visiting hours are over but I'll call you if I get any more information.

Don't worry too much, I'm sure he's fine.

-Mizuki

A tear dropped onto the screen followed by another. Haruhi wiped the screen. It was all her fault. If she had reminded her father to pay the rent, then they'd still be living together. She would've been able to look out for him. She had already lost one parent – what if . . . something happens to her father. No, don't think that way, I'm sure he's fine. Mizuki didn't say anything about father being killed. He's fine. Haruhi couldn't stop herself and started to cry uncontrollably. She didn't want her father to leave her now.

-knock knock-

Haruhi hastily wiped her eyes. "Come in"

Kyoya walked in. "It's dinner" He looked down and saw Haruhi crumpled on the floor with red eyes. He hesitated before asking "Is everything okay?"

"Like you would care" She replied without thinking.

"You're right, I don't care" Kyoya retorted. He turned to walk out.

All of a sudden, Haruhi felt tears at her eyes again. At his turned back, she whispered "Can I borrow your back for a few minutes?"

He just stood there, waiting. Haruhi walked forward slowly and bent her head forward, letting the tears drop freely.

He was startled to feel Haruhi's head resting on his back. He turned his neck around slightly and was surprised to see her silently crying. A part of him wanted to embrace her and tell her everything was fine. The other part of him was didn't know what to do.

He looked over his shoulder. "Do you want to tell me what's wrong?" He said quietly.

She shook her head.

Kyoya slowly turned around and wiped the tears of her face. "I'll tell everyone that you're not hungry. You can come down later and have dinner if you don't feel like seeing everyone." He said softly before walking out and shutting the door gently behind him.

Outside, Kyoya let out a deep breath. He was taken back to see Haruhi crying like that. He was even more surprised to feel the want to hold her in his arms and comfort her. Kyoya descended the stairs slowly, deep in thought.

Through out dinner, Kyoya was quiet at the table occasionally muttering 'yea. Hmmm. Ok'.

"Kyoya!" He felt a poke at his shoulder, shaking him out of his train of thoughts. "Kyoya! Are you ok?" Tamaki asked anxiously.

"Yea, I'm fine, I'm just thinking, that's all" He replied.

"Milord, don't worry too much, Kyoya hardly talks that much at the dinner table anyway. Where's Haruhi by the way? Didn't you go up to her room to call for dinner Kyoya?" Hikaru asked.

Kyoya suddenly remembered. "Oh, right. Haruhi said she wasn't really hungry."

Hikaru shrugged and went back to eating.

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"Crap" Haruhi looked into the bathroom mirror. After crying, she had gone to sleep but now when she woke up, her eyes were puffy and red. She trudged down stairs to the dining room. The moment Tamaki saw her, he rushed over. "HARUHI! WHAT HAPPENED?"

"Uh-"

"WAS IT BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T HAVE DINNER WITH ME LAST NIGHT AND FELT BAD AND CRIED YOURSELF TO SLEEP? OR-"

Haruhi rolled her eyes. "No, I uh- was watching a really sad movie last night on the computer and it really moved me, in result I got this" She pointed to her eyes.

"Oh" Tamaki looked down in disappointment. "never mind, never mind. Come have breakfast with me and the twins, Kyoya left early to school"

He left already? "Wow, that's early. Why'd he leave so early sempai?" Haruhi asked casually.

"No idea" Tamaki muffled, in between bites of a crossiant.

Haruhi took a bite of her toast and stood up. "I'm full, I'm going to go now. Bye"

Tamaki watched as she left. "She didn't eat dinner yesterday and only had one bite of toast today, how can she be full" he muttered to himself.

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Haruhi walked along the corridor. Since it was still so early in the morning, it was rather empty. Thank god for that too, Haruhi didn't feel like being stared at again. As she walked along, she suddenly heard a piano playing from one of the music rooms. She stood outside, leaning against the wall, listening to the music play. For a moment she felt that she was back in Ouran again, less stressful, relaxed. All of a sudden, the player hit a wrong not, shaking Haruhi out stream of memories that were going through her mind.

-patpatpat-

Footsteps. Haruhi looked around but with no where to hide, she flattened herself against the wall, hoping the person inside wouldn't come out. However, within the next second, the door creaked open and a figure walked out. Kyoya.

Haruhi cursed herself. Why does she constantly see him, at home and at school. Weren't they in different classes and grades anyway?

Kyoya glanced at her awkward position, pushed up against the wall. She smiled weakly at him. "I was just straightening my back against the wall here"

He raised an eyebrow before turning around and walking down the corridor. When she was out of hearing range, he chuckled softly. What a silly girl.

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A/N: How are you all? Good? Gahh, I haven't been on fanfiction in awhile. TT Been very busy XD lets watch paint dry while we wait for my next chapter?