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Chapter 2

Haruhi arrived home some hours later. She had wondered the streets and had nearly been run over several times. She reluctantly unlocked and opened the door and walked inside. She closed the door and leaned against it. She slid down to the floor. She sobbed there for what seemed like hours. When she managed to calm herself enough, she crawled to her bedroom. She pulled herself onto the bed and fell asleep as the tears came again.

The next morning when Haruhi awoke, she hoped that it had all been a bad dream. She sleepily walked to the kitchen and looked around. No dishes. She went into the living room and it was undisturbed. She went in her dad's room, and he wasn't there.

"So it WASN'T a dream…" Haruhi said to herself.

Haruhi slowly walked to her room and got dressed for school. She didn't eat. She didn't feel like eating. She just felt like crying and throwing up. She started the walk to Ouran. She let her head hang down and slowly walked on. She almost got run over once, but a random stranger stuck out his arm in front of her and stopped her. She gave a weary thank you before continuing.

At school, she walked to her classroom and sat down at her desk. She was early, so not many people were in there yet. She laid her head on her desk and waited. Just before class started, the Hitachiin twins came strolling in. They saw Haruhi sitting at her desk and rushed over.

"Haruhi-chan!" they cheered. Haruhi raised her head and looked at them. She forced a smile that seemed to fool them and they sat at their desks on either side of her. They talked to her, but she remained silent. Then class started before they could ask her what was wrong.

At lunch, the twins dragged her to the lunchroom. She still hadn't said anything and the twins were worried. They found Kyouya and told him about Haruhi. Kyouya snapped his notebook shut when they finished and brushed off their concern by saying that she was probably just not feeling well.

After school, Haruhi reluctantly walked to the Third Music Room. She really didn't want to do this today. She didn't know if she would ever want to do it again. But she had to. That stupid debt kept her there. She had grown to really like it, but now…

Haruhi opened the door and walked inside. She got dressed and sat down with her guests. She forced a smile and pretended to listen to them. Her mind wandered and next thing she knows, one of the girls is trying to get her attention.

"Hm?" Haruhi asked.

"I asked you something, and you didn't answer. I was trying to get your attention for a while now. Are you feeling alright?" the girl asked.

"Yes, I'm fine. I'm very sorry," Haruhi said with a forced smile.

"Hello, can I borrow Haruhi for a moment?" Kyouya asked from behind Haruhi.

"Alright, but don't be long, Haru-kun," the girl said with a smile and a wink.

Haruhi followed Kyouya out the door. She heard the big door close and could feel Kyouya staring at her. She looked up at him and saw concern on his face, not anger like she had expected.

"What's wrong?" Kyouya asked.

"Nothing," Haruhi lied.

"You were daydreaming instead of talking with your guest. That's not like you," Kyouya said.

"I said I was sorry and I am," Haruhi defended.

"I have no doubt that you are sorry, but something is wrong. You can't fool me. I know you were lying earlier," Kyouya explained.

'Crap! He's sharp!' Haruhi said to herself. Kyouya studied her for a moment before speaking again.

"Perhaps you need some rest," he suggested. Haruhi sighed inwardly and nodded. "Then go ahead and go home. I will explain to your guests," Kyouya said.

"Arigato," Haruhi said with a small bow.

"I'll arrange for a limo to take you home," Kyouya said.

"That's alright. I'd rather walk home anyway," Haruhi said as she turned and walked down the hall.

'Somehow I managed to dodge two bullets today," Haruhi thought. Not only had Kyouya not known (or figured out) about her dad, but he also didn't know where she lived. At least she didn't think he knew. She hoped not. She really just wanted to be alone now. She walked home in the same way she walked to school, but this time she didn't almost get run over.

Haruhi arrived home and walked inside. She kept hoping it was just a bad dream and he hadn't come home yet this morning. But when she looked around, everything was exactly the way she left it. The next few days were the same. Only talking when needed, forced smiles, and going home where she saw everything was still untouched. She wasn't eating, barely drinking, and not sleeping. Another day of acting like everything was fine. And then another sleepless night filled with crying and nightmares if she did fall asleep.

Of course the host club noticed her strange behavior. They asked her what was wrong. They even started an investigation to find out what was wrong with her. They tried to follow her home, but she noticed them. She yelled at them to leave her alone and ran off. They lost her after that. They continually confronted her about it and she continually avoided it. She even stopped going to the third music room after school.

A week had passed and the funeral was scheduled to be in a few days. Haruhi felt like she couldn't go on. It had been hard enough on her when she lost her mom. She had her dad there then. Now he was gone to. She felt alone, depressed, and very angry.

End of chapter 2. Poor Haru-chan! T-T I promise that things will get better, so please keep reading. Chapter 3 will go up in a day or two...depends on when I get the time to proofread and revise it a little. In the next chap, we will have a guest! So please R&R! Luv ya! =^^=