Disclaimer - I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. That honour belongs to Hatori Bisco.

Sorry about the wait. My computer had to be fixed and i couldn't access my story for a while. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this story. I really appreciate my reviewers.

When Haruhi woke the next morning, her resolve to tell her friends what Tamaki had done to her hadn't abated.

She was still scared, still ashamed deep in her heart, but she'd made up her mind and she wouldn't let Tamaki get away with hurting her, with raping her. Even if no one believed her, she would know she'd tried.

She'd do her best and hope it was enough.

She'd tell them when school was over, after host club had finished. That way, everyone would be there and Tamaki couldn't do anything to her. She would be safe from whatever else he might try to do.

That day, she went through the motions automatically. She did all her work and only those closest to her noticed something within her had changed.

"What's up?" Kaoru whispered between classes.

"I'll tell you later," she replied in a low voice, turning to focus as their math teacher entered the classroom.

Hikaru and Kaoru exchanged glances behind Haruhi's back but then they both simply shrugged and got their homework out.

After classes finished, she went directly to the library. She had to pick up a few books and didn't have a lot of time before the host club opened for business. She got caught at the library, however, when the librarian asked her to help put some books back on the shelves.

By the time she had finished helping the librarian and found the three books she needed, Haruhi was fifteen minutes late for the club and so she hurried to the third music room, lugging her heavy schoolbag with her.

"Hey…guys, I…know I'm late…and I'm sorry but…I got held…up," she explained, panting with exertion, as she entered the room and shut the door behind her.

Silence was all that greeted her.

There was no one else in the room but her.

She looked around, frowning at the emptiness, and dropped her schoolbag on the floor.

"Where is everyone?" she wondered out loud. She stepped further into the room and looked around carefully, thinking maybe they were hiding from her or something. "Hello? Is anyone here?" she called out loudly, listening to her voice echoing through the room.

There was no answer.

She turned, deciding that there was no point in staying, when she noticed the door of the third music room was guarded by Tamaki standing in front of it, effectively blocking her escape.

"What are you doing?" she asked angrily, using that anger to cover her rapidly-growing fear.

He smiled, a malicious glint in his violet eyes. "Oh, just standing here. What about you? Didn't you get my message? I thought I sent it only about, oh, thirty minutes ago. Host club isn't open for business today. You see, as it turns out, Kyoya, the twins, Hunny and Mori were all called out at the last minute for a meeting of some kind. It should take a while more, at least an hour, probably longer and an announcement circled the school saying we would be closed for the day. Of course, we all knew you would become so absorbed in the library that you wouldn't here the announcement and wouldn't check for the text, and as I wasn't needed for the meeting, I assured the others I would find you and tell you. Wasn't that just wonderful of me to do?"

"Uh, yeah. I didn't read the text and I'm sorry for the inconvenience. I'll get go–"

"Oh, there's no inconvenience." He looked at her slyly. "And I didn't really send you a text message. I only pretended. Of course, the others couldn't know that, could they?"

His words echoed in her head and instilled even more fear. "Um, I really have to get going now. Have to get home to cook dinner and all that. Bye, senpai. Have a good night." She waved at him and tried to walk around him but he moved with her and blocked her way yet again. She looked up at him, trying to calm the pounding of her heart.

Haruhi was scared. Scared that the boy she'd once trusted so much would hurt her again; would try to break her again. She couldn't, didn't want to believe he'd do anything else to her. "Please let me pass, Tamaki-senpai. Please," she pleaded in a soft, shaky voice.

He looked down at her, studied her, and for a moment she thought he'd let her go without incident.

But then he smiled again, a chilling lust-filled smile that sent horrible shivers down her spine. He shook his head and stepped toward her. He gripped her arms and propelled her to the smaller back room, the room furthest from the double doors of the main room, ignoring her desperate struggles.

"Help!" she screamed but was cut off by Tamaki looping an arm around her neck and placing his hand over her mouth.

He tsked in her ear. "Now, now, Haruhi, hush. We don't want to disturb any other students who happen to be around, now do we?"

She struggled more wildly against him, terrified. She had to fight as hard as she could.

She wouldn't let this happen again. She wouldn't!

She kicked out with her feet and connected hard with his knee. He cursed and lost his hold on her. She didn't waste any time, running away from his clutches and out the door. She heard him call out her name and ran faster much faster than she'd ever run before.

Out in the hallway and almost to the corner, she saw the other members of the host club heading to the club room. They spotted her and called out to her with worried voices but she ignored them and kept going.

She had to get away.

When she reached the first floor, she swerved into a girl's bathroom and hid in one of the stalls.

Her friends would try to follow her but if they didn't see her soon, they'd assume she was too far away to follow further. Besides, they'd want to talk to Tamaki and ask why she had run from him.

She'd leave soon.

She would go to a place she felt at peace and also where she felt safe. She'd hide there for a while.

Ten minutes later, she decided it was safe to go and fled the school.

She just wanted to be alone.

Hope you enjoyed this. More should be coming soon.