Title: Never Again

Pairing: HikaHaru

Word Count: 382

Summary: Hikaru observes and makes amends.

Hikaru had noticed something one day at school and he wasn't usually known for his observation skills, more for his lacking of them.

He had noticed it during lessons, obviously it wasn't to do with the actual lesson, he would never even dream of listening to the dull English teacher they had, he never planned on going to England, he didn't like talking to people so he saw no point.

He tapped his pen absently on his chin and stared at Haruhi, watching her lips form the word, frowning when she tried to make an 'l' sound, she sighed and stretched her arms out, flexing her fingers before returning to the sheet in front of her.

Hikaru had already noticed though and his eyes moved from her lips to her wrist and stayed there. Haruhi saw him staring and tugged her sleeve down, she glanced at him nervously then turned away from his suspicious gaze, scribbling answers down on her sheet.

At the end of the lesson Haruhi hurried to shovel all of her books into her bag, spilling them everywhere in the process, Kaoru lingered in the doorway, wondering what the holdup was while Hikaru hung back, he leant down to help Haruhi pick up her books and grabbed her arm, pushing the sleeve up.

Both Hikaru and Haruhi took a sharp intake of breath, Haruhi avoided Hikaru's eyes.

'Haruhi...' Hikaru was at a loss for words.

'I haven't done it since I came to Ouran, it's nothing to worry about,' she said quietly, trying to tug her arm away. Hikaru grasped her wrist firmer and traced one of the scar lines, 'I forgot to put concealer on today.'

'Not a big deal? I don't get it Haruhi, why would you do this to yourself?'

'I wasn't happy, I know it wasn't smart but I swear it won't happen again,' she tugged away again, still not succeeding, one handedly she placed another book gently into her bag. Hikaru removed his hand from her wrist and placed them on her shoulders, forcing her to face him.

'No you won't, because I won't ever let you be unhappy enough to do that again,'

Haruhi met Hikaru's gaze and felt her heart lift, the weight of loneliness getting less and less with every day.