A/N: Wow, I got a lot of reviews last chapter. I'm happy, but also not happy. I'm kinda confused as to why some people would think it's Ok to read without reviewing…

News Flash: If we(the writers of the world) don't think people are reading our work(and we know that when we get reviews), we won't continue the story.

Thanks for the reviews, but I was mega surprised at how many of you read my story without reviewing…

What now? Mori asked himself, throwing his hands up in defeat. They've had more drama in the first half of this school year than Mori's had in his whole life. He just wanted it to end. He turned and looked at his five accusers storming down the drab hospital hallway. Haruhi glanced up at him, worry on her face. They both new the time would come, but they'd hoped it would be a little closer to the end of the school year. That way they could go on vacation for an entire summer and not worry about what the rest of the host club thought about them dating. Mori let his mind wander at the prospect of going on vacation with Haruhi. Some place nice and sunny, like Fiji. Or full of culture and depth, like Switzerland.

Tamaki was the first to reach the guilty couple, the look in his eyes said he would take no mercy. "Takashi Morinozuka!" Mori took a step back. He wasn't used to Tamaki getting this angry. "You snap out of your daydream and listen to me, sempai. I-"

"We!" cut in Hikaru and Kaoru.

"We have some questions for you both, and you better give us the truth or-so help me God- I'll-I'll-" Tamaki was too angry to even finish the rest of his sentence. Haruhi was tempted to say something defiant and/or sarcastic, but the look on each of their faces were too menacing to counter with a witty retort. Mori took her elbow and gently led her to a small white love seat. She looked around, making sure there weren't any doctors or stray patients wandering within earshot of their little interrogation. The seat was a little small, so in order to fit Mori into the chair, she was halfway sitting on his lap, with her legs draped over his. Kyouya, Tamaki and Hikaru looked ready to lunge, but Mori wrapped his long arms protectively around her.

He cleared his throat and addressed the group. "What was it you wanted to ask us?"

Hikaru leaned forward in his chair a little. "Are you guys really dating?" His tone was no longer angry, but instead held a twinge of sadness.

"Yes." Mori said, trying to sound confident. "Haruhi and I are dating." He looked around at everyone, making sure they were all Ok with that fact. Kyouya's glasses got a glare on them as he lowered his gaze, and Tamaki's shoulder's fell. Hunny looked a little hurt. Kaoru put a comforting hand on Hikaru's shoulder like he had on the stairs at school, but Hikaru shook him off.

He looked at Haruhi, willing her to give a different answer, but she just looked right back and nodded her head. She took Mori's hand and gave it an affectionate squeeze. Finally it was out in the open. Haruhi sighed as I a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

"How long has this been going on?" Hunny asked. Mori felt bad for not telling him, but Haruhi got so stressed at the thought of having to deal with people objecting their relationship he couldn't bear to tell a soul. Not even Hunny.

Mori couldn't meet his eyes. "Since a couple days after Haruhi joined Host Club. I-I kissed her when I found out about the beatings and th-" he stopped himself before he mentioned the horrible violations Haruhi had went through. "The whole "not being a boy" thing."

Kyouya gasped. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"About the beatings or the relationship?"

"Both."

Haruhi looked up. "Because I told him not to and he's a man of his word."

"Speaking of him being a man." Tamaki started,. He folded his arms an leaned in a little, lowering his voice to a just above a whisper. " Has he-you know- done anything besides kiss you?"

Haruhi's face turned a deep shade of scarlet. She took her legs off of Mori's and folded her hands into her lap. Mori looked anywhere but at her in an attempt to hide his doubly red face. Neither of them said a word at first, hoping that Tamaki would get the message that they were too shy to do anything like that.

Of course(being Tamaki), he took it the wrong way.

"You deflowered my baby?"

Hikaru and Kaoru spoke in unison. "Haruhi, trade spots with me right now!"

Kyouya gasped. "Mori, I imagined you to be more traditional with women."

Hunny shook his head in disgust. "Where's you honor, Takashi? She's younger than you."

By this time Mori was shaking his head so fast he thought he might get whiplash. And Haruhi's face was a whole new kind of red.

Mori was thankful that the old woman left before the Host Club arrived. She might have been a stranger, but it surprised him how deeply ashamed he would be if she-or any old woman, really-assumed he had done something so dishonorable.

Mori cleared his throat, trying to calm the rambunctious group. Despite his peaceful objective, the noise rumbling deep in his chest sounded close enough to thunder that Haruhi flinched. She buried her face deep into his shirt and let out a small whimper.

The host club quieted.

It took Mori a second to realize that it wasn't him that calmed them all, it was the trembling girl, in his arms. Immediately he began stroking her hair, whispering soothing words in her ear as he had done so many times before. He pulled her back onto his lap and cradled her, rocking back and forth slightly-ignoring the feeble protests from Tamaki.

Mori looked down at Haruhi nervously, making sure she was alright.

She looked back at him and smiled sheepishly. "Why do you always fuss over me? I was just a little startled, is all."

"You're afraid of thunder." he answered softly. "I wanted to make sure I didn't scare you."

Haruhi sighed and leaned onto his chest, closing her eyes. A few moments passed and her breathing became deep and even.

She looks like an angel when she sleeps., Mori thought blissfully.

"Mori?" Kyouya leaned forward a little. There was a glare on his glasses. "Last question."

"Shoot." he said quietly.

Kyouya voiced the question that had really been bothering them. "Do you really love her?"

Mori met each of there eyes. It surprised him how much they were concerned for her well-being. Well, he thought. She is pretty amazing. I don't think anyone could resist her.

"Yeah." he said confidently. "I love her with all my heart. I hope all of you can accept and respect that."

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed like an eternity went by before Haruhi finally awoke. When she did, she stretched a while and planted a sweet kiss on Mori's cheek.

God, she's cute. he thought as his cheek turned warm where she kissed it. She looked just like a cat after a nap.

"Did you sleep well, lo-" Mori remembered where they were. He cleared his throat and glanced at the club. "I mean. How was your nap, Haruhi?"

She sat up and looked around at her friends. "It was fine." She got up and stretched one last time. "I'd like you guys to meet somebody if you don't mind."

Mori tensed. "Your dad?"

She looked into his somber gray eyes. "Yeah. I'd like you guys to meet my dad."