Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or any of the characters featured in the manga and anime. They are all proprty of Bisco Hatori.

Haruhi woke up the next morning, groaning. She rubbed her eyes and opened them blearily. She hadn't slept well at all last night and it was all because of Tamaki.

She thought back to what had happened after he had asked her to be his girlfriend. She couldn't concentrate enough to remember yet what happened after his shock request.

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Flashback

Haruhi stared at Tamaki, mouth open in shock. She had not expected that at all.

"Ar-are you serious, Tamaki-senpai?"

He nodded. "So, Haruhi, do you have an answer?"

"I-I guess I could give it a try but-"

"Yes!" Tamaki cried out, interrupting her, stopping her from completing her answer. He picked her up and spun her around, Haruhi clutching at his arms, worried he would drop her. "Oh, you won't regret this, I promise! I'll be the best boyfriend ever and you'll be treated like a queen and everything will b perfect. Thank you so much, Haruhi, for giving us a chance." And then, surprising the girl in his arms even more, he kissed her passionately, directly on her lips. Haruhi, still confused by the whole scene, found herself responding to his ardour. Eventually he pulled away and said, an ecstatic smile on his face, "Come, Haruhi, I'll take you home now. You did say you have to make dinner for your father and I must get him to like me or our relationship isn't going to be easy to maintain."

"Ah, that's alright. I can walk home." She smiled up at him cutely.

"Not at all. Now that you are my girlfriend, I will always give you a lift home and even if I can't be in the car with you, my chauffeur will still escort you to your apartment." Before she could protest any more, Tamaki whisked her out of the room, out the front doors to the school and to the black limousine waiting in front of the gate for him.

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Haruhi's hand flew to her mouth as she remembered what had happened, a blush stealing into her cheeks as she remembered the kiss.

Another groan escaped her then as she also remembered that Tamaki hadn't gone home after dropping her off. He'd insisted that he had to say in order to talk to her father and clear the air.

That hadn't gone too well.

In fact, for a second she'd been afraid that her father was literally going to kill Tamaki when he arrived at the apartment and found the boy he hated with his arms around Haruhi's waist as she cooked dinner and it had gotten even worse when Tamaki informed her father that they were now dating.

Her father had gone ballistic and had kicked Tamaki out.

He hadn't spoken to her the rest of the night.

She sighed, got out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom to have a shower, taking her school uniform along with her. She showered, got dressed and, with a deep fortifying breath, stepped out of the bathroom and padded to the kitchen, nervously tucking a short lock of hair behind her ear.

When she got to the kitchen, she encountered her father, sitting at the table, nursing a cup of something that smelled like some kind of alcohol and sulkily contemplating his hands. He was dressed in sweatpants and hadn't done his normal beauty regime yet.

He looked up at her approach and simply stared at her as if he was trying to see something that would explain everything. Eventually, he sighed and said petulantly, "I've thought about it and, while I'm not happy with your choice, I won't stand in the way. You can invite that idiot to dinner and I promise I won't kill him." He then mumbled, "Not that I won't be tempted to."

Haruhi, shocked by his relatively easy acceptance of the situation, couldn't do anything but nod and answer, "Of course, dad. If that's what you want to do." Feeling uncomfortable and wanting to get out of here and away from whatever snide comments her father would probably make, Haruhi collected the things she needed for school and quickly hugged her father goodbye. "See you, dad. Get some sleep, okay?"

He stared and asked, "Why are you leaving already? You've still got over an hour until any of your classes start and you haven't even eaten breakfast yet."

She shrugged. "I have something to do and I grabbed an apple. I'll eat it on my way to school." She left the kitchen and at the front door, called back, "I don' know what time I'll be home tonight so don't worry if I'm a later than I usually am. I'll call you, though, if I'm going to be really late. Bye." She hurried out the door, down the steps and towards school.

She was halfway there before she suddenly thought of the host club members' reactions to her and Tamaki dating. She groaned.

How was she supposed to get through today?

It wasn't until the end of host club that Haruhi saw the members' reactions.

When she first saw Hikaru and Kaoru, she'd been wary, unsure if they knew what had happened. It had soon become pretty clear that they had no idea that anything had changed.

No one else, including Kyoya, seemed to be aware either.

Tamaki, as astonishing as it was, seemed to have kept their new relationship status a secret.

She couldn't help but wonder what he was up to.

Knowing Tamaki, he'd probably announce it in some overly-dramatic way, going on about how it was natural for them to be together and how they would now be the 'parents' of the host club.

She shivered.

She didn't know what to do. It was hard to process the fact that she and Tamaki were now dating. After all, she had realised she liked Tamaki in a romantic way but had never thought Tamaki would feel the same and ask her to be his girlfriend.

She was slightly distracted during her designations as Tamaki kept smiling and waving at her. Her guests didn't mind though – they found her distraction adorable and a few even fainted from the far-away look in her eyes.

And now she stood beside Tamaki, his arm around her shoulders, still in shock, as he said, "There has been a significant change in the relationships inside the cub. Kyoya, you are no longer the mother. That position now belongs to Haruhi. She agreed to be my girlfriend last night." He beamed happily.

The others stared in shock at them both, even Kyoya who hadn't thought Tamaki would yet be self-aware enough to realise his feelings for Haruhi went beyond the feelings of a father to his daughter.

Hikaru sagged his shoulders in defeat. He'd known this day would come. He'd known he hadn't really stood a chance. He turned and ran out of the room, followed by Kaoru, who was calling out, "Wait, Hikaru, wait for me."

Hunny leaped on them both, beaming happily. "Yay! You're finally together. You know what we need to do to celebrate – we should all eat cake! Lots and lots of cake! And when you have your one-week anniversary, we should have more cake. All the cake in the world. Yay!" He dropped back from them and went to plead with Kyoya to get more cake.

Mori stood stoically, not saying anything, seemingly impassive. Little did anyone know, on the inside he was seething. Anger and something he vaguely recognized as jealousy roiled through his body, making him itch to throw Tamaki away from Haruhi and take her away from every other guy. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. In and out. In and out. In and out. He was surprised at the violence of his reaction. He had known he liked Haruhi in a different way to the way Hunny liked her but he hadn't though he'd be this possessive.

He hadn't thought it would make him dangerous.

He hadn't known.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, he inclined his head and, ignoring the angry words he really wanted to shout at Tamaki, said, "Congratulations."

Haruhi looked at the others and whispered, "Thank you." Her eyes lingered for a small moment on Mori and something he couldn't read flashed through her eyes.

Tamaki smiled easily. "Why, thank you, Mori-senpai. That means a lot. I'm sure Hikaru will be fine. I knew he would take it hard but he will be fine y tomorrow, I'm certain of it. I knew everyone else would be fine with it, even happy. I'm like that, you know. I understand people. It's a gift." He checked his watch. "Well, we better get going. I'll be taking Haruhi home from now on and I will help Haruhi with dinner. I must make Ranka-san adore me. He cannot hate his future son-in-law. It would ruin everything. Bye. Sleep well." He began to steer Haruhi out, who was complacent only because she was still in a state of shock.

She supposed she should be happy.

After all, the news was taken a lot better than she had expected.

Now there were no obstacles between her and Tamaki's relationship and that's what she wanted.

Right?

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A/N - Hi everyone. Sorry it took a while to update, I was really busy. And I'm sorry for the slow start. Don't worry, the next chapter skips ahead to get everyone ready for Tamaki's actions. Also, I don't hate Tamaki but I don't think I've read a story with a dark Tamaki and I have read ones like that with the other guys. Sorry to Tamaki lovers too. If you don't like this kind of story, don't read.