A/N: I am so sorry it's taken me so long to update. First I got a full time job and have been running around like a loon. Secondly… um… writer's block! Then… well my job again. But I get two days off per week so that's good. I've been trying to write but this drabble didn't want to be written.

Also, I apologize in advance for the crappiness of this drabble. I am so sorry!

Date Originally Posted: 10/17/06
Title: Skin Affliction
Series: Ouran High School Host Club
Rating: G
Characters: All the Host Club, maid from the Suoh's second mansion
Pairing: None
Spoilers: Um... none
Word Count: 634
BETA: None.
Note: It sucks. I admit it. It's rushed but the general idea is there.

Disclaimer: Not mine!

Haruhi sat in the limo and looked around. The twins wore identical looks of mischief while Kyoya impassively stared out the window. Mori watched over Hunny as the young man chatted happily to his Usa-chan.

"So why was I kidnapped again?" Haruhi asked.

"You weren't kidnapped. You were simply brought along on this visit. It was meerly coincidence that you were walking along on the sidewalk when you were brought into the vehicle," Kyoya stated, his eyes never leaving the window.

Haruhi sighed and closed her eyes.

"Milord was absent today. You know that," the twins spoke up.

They were right. The Host Club was closed for the day since Tamaki wasn't at school that day. Apparently, Kyoya called the Suoh's second mansion and inquired as to what was wrong with Tamaki. To his annoyance, Kyoya was only told that Tamaki had been plagued with some affliction causing "his gorgeous looks to be marred".

So that day the Host Club was not open for business as the other members all piled into a car, willingly or not, to Tamaki's residence.

Finally, the car pulled up to the walkway leading to the front door. The driver opened the door to the car allowing the group to exit. First Hunny came bounding out, closely followed by Mori. The twins tumbled out and pulled Haruhi with them. Kyoya slid out of the vehicle and straightened his glasses before taking the lead to walk up to the front door.

The door opened and there stood a young maid. She timidly held out her hand which was holding a group of doctor's masks. She then quietly explained that if anyone was to enter the house, they would have to wear those for their own sake.

The group hesitantly put on their masks before stepping inside.

"Usa-chan wants a mask too!" Hunny tugged on Mori's arm. The maid quickly provided one for the stuffed bear which made Hunny cheer happily.

Kyoya strolled quickly into the house and made his way to Tamaki's room. The rest of the Host Club diligently followed; Haruhi staring at the expensive things around her.

"Tamaki! Open this door!" Kyoya hissed coolly upon finding the door lock.

"Mom? Is that you?" Tamaki's weak voice called.

"Yes," Kyoya sighed. "Now open the door."

They heard the lock click but the door remained shut.

"Mom? Did you bring our daughter?" Tamaki asked softly.

"Yes, Haruhi has come,"

Tamaki gasped, "No! How could you be so careless? What if our daughter were to catch this horrible and deadly disease?! I don't even know what this disease is! It could be scarletina or small pox! Or even the measles or rubella! What if it's typhoid fever or scarlet fever? I could die! Mom, if I die, you must watch over our daughter and never let those conniving doppelgangers hurt her!"

"Hey!" the twins pouted.

Haruhi sighed, pushed her way past the boys, and through the door.

"Senpai, you're not dying!" she said calmly while Tamaki's eyes widened at the sight of her. He quickly sought refuge in his bed under his covers. Haruhi rolled her eyes and walked over to the lump under the blankets that was Tamaki. She swiftly pulled them back and stared at the boy.

"Senpai…" Haruhi groaned as she got a look at his face. "Senpai, you're not even sick. That spot on your face is a pimple. That's normal. Everyone gets them."

"Really?" Tamaki's eyes grew hopeful.

"Yes," Haruhi stated. She then pointed to her chin, "See. I have a tiny pimple. It's normal."

"You have one? I'm not dying?"

"No."

"Oh," Tamaki sounded almost disappointed. Then he perked up and said cheerfully, "Haruhi! You're my pimple pal!"

Haruhi turned on her heel and stomped back out of the room muttering about idiots and senpais.

A/N: Okay, those diseases that Tamaki mentioned all have symptoms of having spots or rashes. I asked my mum (who is a nurse). I know it was rushed but I just wanted to get it down.

I honestly have no idea when I'm going to be able to update again. Hopefully soon.

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