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Chapter 8

"Haru-chan," a voice called her. She recognized the voice but she couldn't see the person. "Wake up, Haru-chan," The voice called again. Something shook her. She opened her eyes to see Hiroki standing over her. She was in her bed. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was still early in the morning.

"Hiroki?" she asked in confusion.

"Wake up, Haru-chan!" he said cheerily.

"What? Why?" she asked as she sat up.

"I'm gonna teach you how to drive!" he said with a triumphant smile.

"Now?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Hai! Let's go!" he said as he pulled her out of bed.

"Iie. I'm goin' back to bed while I still can," Haruhi said. She was too tired to deal with him right now.

"Oh no you don't!" he said as he grabbed her arms and pulled her towards the door.

"All right, fine! But let me get dressed first, at least!" she said as she pulled her arms free.

"Fine but be quick!" he said as he left and closed the door behind him.

'Mou! (A/N: That means geez.) I can't believe he woke me up for this!' Haruhi thought as she searched for an outfit. She decided on jeans and a dark blue tee with a hot pink skull print. She opened the door and saw Hiroki waiting there for her.

"Let's go!" he said cheerfully as he grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the door.

"What about breakfast?" she asked.

"We'll go to a drive-through when we're done," he said. They put on their shoes and he took her outside and pushed her into the driver's seat. He ran around to the other side and climbed in.

He gave her instructions and she followed them perfectly. They drove around a nearby parking lot then they drove to a drive-through. Then they drove home. After they climbed out, Hiroki ran over to her and huggled her while going on and on about how great she did.

They went inside where he showed her with more praise and affection. Her face turned redder with every second. She tried several times to make him stop and go back to her room, but he would just hold her tighter. She ended up having to give up so he wouldn't squeeze her to death.

"I have to go to school," Haruhi tried.

"It's Sunday," Hiroki said. She groaned and completely gave up. "Hey, how bout next weekend we work on the yard!" He suggested.

"What? You never want to work," Haruhi said. She was getting very suspicious. What did he have planned? Whatever it was, it couldn't be good.

"You don't want to?" he asked sadly.

"Iie. You're just acting weird," Haruhi explained.

"I am not," Hiroki pouted.

"Alright we'll do it," she said to make him cheer up.

"Under one condition," he said.

"But you're the one who suggested it," she said.

"But then you doubted me! So to make it up to me, you have to wear whatever I tell you to!" he said with a victorious grin. Haruhi was worried. So he did have something planned. She was nervous thinking about what he would make her wear. She couldn't speak, so she just nodded. He let her go after that.

The rest of the week, she was worrying about what he was going to make her wear. She just hoped it wouldn't be too…revealing. On Friday, Tamaki asked her to do something with him over the weekend.

"Gomen I have plans already," she said. Tamaki sulked and pouted. She tried her best to ignore him. She felt bad about it, and thought maybe she should tell him why. But then the thought of him showing up at her house…suddenly letting him sulk didn't seem so bad. She finished up and walked downstairs as fast as she could. Hiroki was leaning against his car waiting for her.

"You wanna drive?" he asked when she got close enough.

"Ano…ok," Haruhi said nervously. He handed her the keys and hopped in the passenger seat. Unknown to her, the host club was watching her very closely. They watched her start the car and drive away.

The next morning, Hiroki woke Haruhi up early and handed her the outfit Haruhi had been dreading. It wasn't as bad as she thought it would be, but it wasn't…good either. He chose a pair of really short jean shorts and a t-shirt that showed her stomach. She put them on and opened her door. He was waiting there for her.

"You look great!" he said cheerily. He dragged her to the table and gave her breakfast. When they were done eating, he pulled her to the door and they put their shoes on. Finally he opened the door and attempted to pull her outside. She grabbed the door frame and refused to go. "Come on!" he yelled as he pulled harder. She lost her grip and he won. Yet another battle lost.

She mowed while he weeded. He finished and she was nearly done. He waved her over and she turned off the blades so she could hear him.

"You're doing it all wrong," he said. She looked at him like "are you crazy?" He moved her off and then back onto his lap. She blushed like mad as he started the blades. He "showed" her how to mow right and drove around the yard.

"Put your hands on the wheel," he told her. She nervously put her hands on the wheel and he put his hands on top of hers. She blushed deeply but she started to relax. She liked being this close to him, but she would never admit it. The blush reduced to a light pink on her cheeks and she smiled.

What she didn't know, was that the Host Club saw her. They raged with jealousy. They stood, hidden behind trees and in bushes (thanks to Tamaki) and watched her smile.

End of chapter 8! Hope ya like it! Please R&R! Luv ya! =^^=