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Now on to chapter 15! This is TamaHaru centered but the pairing is still undecided... and To Julia and all the other people who read this... I meant for this story to be sort of like the manga/anime! ( just clarifying)

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"No, the meat is fresh! Baka! That's dryer lint, Tono, do not eat it!" Haruhi yelled in her sleep concerning her dream that consisted of dryer lint and Tamaki. She bolts up in beds and for a second freaks out not knowing where she was. It only takes her a second to figure out where she was when she laid eyes on her slightly charred picture of her mom. She gets up from her bed and into the stupid wheelchair she's required to use for three weeks. She gets herself down to the kitchen where she goes exploring in the pantry the size of her old bed room.

"Haru-chan, what are you doing? Breakfast is already ready. We were all waiting for you in the dining hall. I went looking for you since Tama-chan went into hysterics." Honey walks over and pushes her towards the dining room.

"It's 7:30. I thought you guys weren't up yet. Or at least Kyoya wasn't up." Haruhi mutters to herself, just loud enough that Honey hears her.

"Actually, Sunday is the only day he gets up early. We have a "family breakfast" as Tama-chan calls it. I think it's pointless to do it this early but its Tama-chan we are talking about." Honey says with a smile as a random maid opens the door to the extravagant dining room. The slight chit chat that went on with the seven in the room was abruptly silenced when the two came into the room.

"Daughter! We were worried sick that you had gotten lost!" Tamaki jumps from his chair only to be stopped by Kyoya.

"Idiot. She's in a wheelchair, I don't think glomping her will do anything." Kyoya lets go of Tamaki's collar and goes back to his phone. Haruhi wheel herself over to the empty chair in-between Hikaru and Kaoru. Before Haruhi can get herself up into it, the twins put her in the chair and fold up the wheel chair.

"You didn't need to do that. I can do I on my own, besides I need to do it for when I'm alone." She sighs and rests a hand over her eyes.

"Yeah, but what is family for?" Kaoru says and reaches for the sparkling pitcher of maple syrup, all brown and glistening where the sunlight hits it, and dumps half on his flapjacks. He passes the pitcher over to his brother and he dumps the rest on his short stack. He sets it down and a nameless maid with blue eyes comes and puts a fresh one its place. The both reach for the hot sauce, which Kaoru lets Hikaru take first, and they drown their pancakes with that as well. Haruhi stares at the clean linen napkin upon her plate in the shape of a flower, deep in contemplation so she hardly sees the brotherly acts going on with her in the midst of it all.

"Aren't you hungry? You haven't had anything since breakfast at our beach house, since you never got a chance to eat when you got home and then you said you were too tired to eat last night, and didn't Honey find you rummaging in the pantry?" Hikaru says, his chewing slowed with a growing, new curiosity in his eyes.

"Yeah, but I lost my appetite. I'm fine." Haruhi shrugs the matter off and goes back to staring at the napkin.

"Haruhi Fujioka!" Renge stood up so fast from the table that everybody had to hold their drinks from tipping over. "That is the biggest lie; I've ever heard you tell! I know you dad said you did this for months after you mom died, but I see no reason for you do it now!" Her high soprano voice rang in the dining room.

"Like it's any of your business! And if you think it has anything to do with yesterday, you're wrong!" Haruhi's yell startled them all. She never yelled, Renge just about pinched herself, seeing her friend yelling, her hair obscuring her eyes from view.

"What? Never seen a girl yell? I'm just not hungry." She said and sat up straight and took a sip of water from the glass that was in front of her. She looked as if nothing had ever happened but the smile on her face never reached her eyes. Her eyes were swimming with worry, hurt, and many other un-guessable emotions. She reached for a piece of toast and ate the whole triangle in a flurry, and snapped open her wheel chair and sped off saying something about the final details of today's theme. Their candy land theme was a huge hit, making all the tabloids and papers. They had yet to find out about this week's theme.

"Sorry. She doesn't eat breakfast when she's upset or nervous about something. It's one of the only ways I can tell she's uneasy." Renge sits back down and quietly finishes her omelet. Everybody nods, but their thoughts are drifting around a certain raccoon with a cast.

**What's she hiding?**

"Dad? It's me Haruhi... What? You're Where! I'll tell Renge... What do you mean! I need to tell her! I can't drive! ...You know I can't... Fine... I'll call a cab for you... Yeah love you too... next time don't rent an RV from one of your Tranny buddies!" Haruhi flips her phone shut and sighs. Her dad was in deep, stuck in the middle of nowhere with Misuzu-chi with a busted down RV without a town for miles... Haruhi had warned him not to take the trip weeks ago, but like he would listen, he wanted "girl time" with his buddy. Haruhi was so caught up in her thoughts she didn't hear the door open and somebody's light footsteps across the wood floor. His hands gripped hers, and she looked up at the blond.

"Why didn't you tell us?" He asks simply, a bemused smile on his face.

"You stood outside my door and snooped? Not nice." Haruhi turns he face away, angered someone had to listen to her pitiful pleas.

" We were all worried."

"So I don't eat breakfast. It's not like I've been on a hunger strike. Besides my dad is my own problem, no need to concern any of you." She turned her head back to glare at him.

"Yes, but your family wants to help you."

"Ah, will you can it with the "family" crap? I'm kinda sick of it! All of you treating me like a kid, you calling me daughter, and all you constant worrying over me, it gets annoying! My worries are my own and only my own and furthermore-"Haruhi's ranting is cut short when a brisk slap hits her left cheek.

"I can worry about whom ever I want to! I know you don't care, but my real family isn't that great! My dad is some deranged freak who follows my bitch of a grandma's orders! And I never see my mom because I'm forbidden to! So yeah, you and all the others are the closest thing I've had to a real family! , Sorry for being an annoying, family oriented, caring jerk!" Tamaki eyes, which Haruhi guessed were full of tears, were obscured by his blond locks and he ran out of the room in a fashion Haruhi only read about in her secret stash of shojo manga. Her eyes became mini waterfalls when she realized what he meant.

"Oh, I had no idea... I am blind like Renge says... Shit, I really got him mad, he never yells."Haruhi mentally curses some more and wheels herself over to Tamaki's room where he finds him destroying the pillows on his bed in anger. He stops momentarily when she enters, but then starts up again, more furiously.

"Tamaki? I'm sorry. I had no idea. I'm really blunt and dumb about certain things,
Renge never lets me live it down. I am used to getting though things on my own and I'm really red and all this stuff is piling high on my plate and my dad was just too much I just blew up." Her voice trembles slightly.

His wild punches stop flying when she finishes and he sighs. "Me too. I just, I always wanted a close knit family who rely on each other. I was letting my ambitions get in the way of the problem. I'm sorry." Tamaki walks over the girl who is still crying, and hugs her. He says there, holding her in his arms for quite some time.

"I, Tamaki Souh promise you, Haruhi Fujioka, will never be alone. Ever." He smiles and kisses her forehead. "Now let's get a cab for your dad." And the Blond pulls out his cell phone.

**Now how is that not sweet?**

That is fluffy... oh whatever, but I'm back and I'll update all my other stories soon! Hope you like this chapter!

Happy Monday ( yeah right...),

PFB!