Authors Note: It is odd what working a 14 hour day will do to ones senses and creativity. This fic is yet another prompt inspired fic. This is from the prompt Lull and Storm for the 64 damn prompts LJ community. I hope you enjoy yet another Haruhi and Mori snippet :) I suppose you could say that this is in the same story universt as Mistaken Assumptions though it is not a direct chronological sequal to it.

It was quiet. Too quiet. Haruhi was not happy to know that she had been correct in her fears that it was to rain that day. It was rather bothersome seeing as it was the first real date that she had been on with Mori. That day that she had allowed him to lead her off campus didn't really count as a real and true date, though she had fond memories of that day. This was a real date, one that she had allowed her father, reluctantly, to pick her outfit for. She hadn't told him that it was a date, for she never would have gotten out of the door, but he did know that it was something that she wished to look pretty for.

The smile on Mori's face when he had met her outside the train station was more than worth the trouble. She was in a knee length pink skirt, with ruffles along the bottom edge only, and a white shirt, moderately girly in cut, but with no frilly augmentations.

They had gone to one of the local parks after they walked through various shopping centers. While both could comment on, and ridicule some of the fashions in the window, she found that they both preferred the park, where they could lose themselves in nature, and where they could have a more personal interaction, since the park lacked the crowds and activity of the streets.

"The storm is moving fast."

The pair had settled onto a bench, shaded by the trees, overlooking a pond. Koi moved with ease through the water, making patterns on the surface that Haruhi enjoyed watching.

"Hmm." Mori agreed, then frowned. "Even if we left now, you wouldn't make it home before the storm hits."

Haruhi nodded, her hands folded in her lap. She could feel the wind picking up around them.

"This is not the way that I wanted our date to end." Haruhi did not look at Mori. "I should go, and try to make it home before the storm hits."

"You can't leave yet." Mori's voice was level.

"Takashi…" Haruhi's voice was soft, and she glanced up at him when he placed his arm around her shoulders, in a rare display of affection in public. Mori was a very proper person, and he was not very large on the public couples-ness emphasis. Occasional handholding and shared looks was all that they would do in public.

"You would be alone when the storm hits. I will not let that happen. Come." Mori stood, and as he did so he slid his hand along her arm, grabbing her hand and pulling her to her feet.

He glanced back at her as they moved through the park, deeper into the trees and forest. He had been here several times, and there was place that he wished to show her, a place that he hoped would distract her. She didn't watch where they were moving, showing her trust in Mori by her faith in him to lead her properly, instead she watched the clouds moving, the wind whipping the trees around them, the leaves moving in a constant rustle.

The rain started, a light mist that slowly began to build into a downpour. Mori stopped, and Haruhi, still not watching him, ran into Mori. However, he anticipated this, and had turned, so he could grasp her shoulders to steady her. He pulled her to him, her back to his chest, and resting his chin on the top of her head, wrapped her in his arms.

"Look."

"All I see is rain, Takashi."

"Really look."

Haruhi blinked, and was surprised to see a variety of flowers surrounding them. There was a rock in the center of a small clearing, and you could tell that many people had used it as a seat over the years.

"How did you..?" She turned herself around in his arms and looked up at him. She jumped as she heard the crack of lightning, and his arms tightened slightly.

"It is a place that I like to come, when I wish to get away. I wished to share it with you." Mori maneuvered himself and Haruhi back towards the seat, which wasn't difficult, seeing how the lighting stuck again, and Haruhi yelped, clinging to Mori.

"Focus on something other than the thunder and lightening." Mori's voice was soft in her ear. When he had sat down he had arranged Haruhi so she sat across his lap, so her head could potentially rest on his neck and shoulder. "Listen to the sound of the rain drops as they hit the ground. The music that the rain makes against the leaves. Focus on something that isn't what you are afraid of." As Mori spoke Haruhi began to relax. Cradled in his embrace she allowed herself to follow his instructions, focusing on the rain instead of on the cracks of lightening and the rolling thunder.

They stayed like that for some time, until the rain began to lesson. It was a warm rain, and Haruhi didn't mind being soaked. She was enjoying her time with Mori, and he might have provided her a way to brave the storms.

"Isn't it easier that way?" Mori placed a kiss on her cheek with each word, and as Haruhi tried to answer him he captured her lips in a kiss.