3AM Tea Parties, Cake, and Love

By: BluMoonKittyKitty and Hita-Chan!

Hita: Tamaki and Mori

Blu: Haruhi and Honey

Both: Kyoya, extras

Mostly Blu: Twins

**WARNING THIS STORY WILL NOT END THE WAY YOU THINK!**

BluMoonKittyKitty and I own all the stuff in here except for the actual anime and its characters. We own both of the copies of this that will be out! So have fun reading!

Tamaki inclined his head, "What is it Haruhi?" He was rather curious as to what she could have to tell him as of right now.

"Well, I've been thinking, Tamaki, and I wanted to tell you two things, actually. The first is that my aunt died of double pneumonia...and that's sorta the reason I'm so upset right now. And the second..." Haruhi pulled her hand to her mouth. She couldn't do it. She couldn't! How did she even go about telling someone that?!

Tamaki was surprised, so that's what she meant by 'again' earlier. He nodded understandingly. He was confused, why did she stop? He reached over and placed a hand on her upper arm, "Haruhi?"

Haruhi felt Tamaki touch her arm, and that sent a whole new sensation coursing up her arm. She felt her face get hot (which was still buried in her hands) and she lifted her head. "Tamaki, I love you."

Tamaki was now the one at a loss for words, "Wh-What? You actually mean it...?" Tamaki was shocked. He was so confused, his heart was moving so fast. Anyone could tell because of the heart monitor he was hooked up to. He looked down and coughed a few times and leaned over and spit out the bloody mess.

Haruhi gasped. "Are you okay, senpai?" she asked. "And yeah, I actually mean it. I realized it while Kyoya and I were looking for a snack machine."

Tamaki nodded, wiping his mouth off, "Happens a lot. Haruhi... I'm sorry but I can't answer you right now. I want to make sure of something before I answer. I'm sorry Haruhi."

Haruhi nodded. "I should probably be going. I hope you get some rest! Bye, Tamaki!" Haruhi waved as she opened the door to the room and left. She just realized she didn't have anywhere to stay. She called up Hunny and Mori, not wanting to bother Kyoya and not wanting to play doll with the twins. "Hi! Mori, it's Haruhi. Do you have an extra room there?"

Tamaki waved bye and closed his eyes, it had been a tiring day for him. He fell asleep almost instantly.

To say Mori was shocked at the phone call from Haruhi would be an understatement, "Yeah, why?"

"Well, long story short I'm pissed at my dad...and I was wondering if I could stay at your place tonight?"

"Yeah, do you want me to come get you?" Mori asked, worried about the young girl walking by herself over to his house. It was at least four miles from the hospital.

"I wouldn't want to trouble you too much, senpai," Haruhi giggled. "It's not that far."

Mori's eyes widened, did she realize that he lived way on the other side of town? He sighed, "Haruhi, don't move. I'll be there in a few minutes." Mori hung up, not giving her a chance to argue and grabbed his coat. He placed the keys in the ignition of his truck (yes Mori drives a truck. :D) and then made his way back to the hospital.

Haruhi thanked the Lord she'd been given a ride; she didn't even know where Mori lived. She sighed with relief as she headed down to the lobby, shivering from the cool hospital.

Mori pulled into a parking space and turned it off. He got out and walked inside, looking for the brunette. He smiled his usual small smile when he saw her. "Haruhi." he called.

Haruhi looked around at the sound of her name. It was kind of weird seeing the senpai without his little pocket-sized ninja riding on his shoulder. "Mori-senpai, thank you," Haruhi said, giving him a bright smile.

Mori nodded and motioned for her to follow him, "Haruhi. Do you even know where I live?"

He realized that if he hadn't demanded he gave her a ride, she could have had no clue where to even go. He mentally face palmed at the girl for not wanting to bother anyone. He sighed as he led her to his truck, now that he thought of it; Haruhi had never been to his house or even met any of his family aside from Chika, Honey, and a few brief run ins with his younger brother Satoshi.

"Well, no..." Haruhi replied, looking down at her hands. "It was late at night. I figured you were tired." Haruhi shrugged.

Mori chuckled a little. He approached his truck and unlocked the doors, he looked at Haruhi and the look on her face made him laugh.

"Huh? What's so funny?" Haruhi asked, though she couldn't help but showing her smile just a little bit.

"You looked surprised at my truck." Mori said, hopping up into it and putting the key in. He moved his kendo bag behind the seats so she could sit next to him. He had never had anyone in the truck before with him. Not even Honey or Satoshi. People didn't even know he had it.

"It's...big," Haruhi replied, looking around. It was very tall, and it had a large body. Mori was exceptionally tall, so Haruhi thought it was perfect for him.

Mori shook his head, he was waiting for her to get in. He had to agree though, it was rather tall for a normal truck. But he figured he need taller than normal. "Do you need help getting in?" Mori asked, now thinking about how the spot to step on to get up was even higher than usual.

"I got it," Haruhi replied, almost placing her knee down on the step to be able to hoist herself up. Still, she got it on her own, shutting the door and buckling her seat belt. "Thanks again, Mori. I kinda can't go back home right now..."

Mori nodded, understandingly. He wasn't going to pry, if she wanted him to know she would tell him herself. He was slowly packing up his things at his house anyways, since he was almost eighteen and was planning on moving out, so his parents were angry with him for getting all in the hype of moving and Satoshi was gone on a school trip. He figured the company would be nice, "You're welcome to stay as long as you need to." he told her, pulling out of the parking lot.

"Are you sure?" Haruhi asked. "That's so sweet..."

Mori nodded, "Any time, just let me know within ten minutes in advanced."

Haruhi smiled at the tall man. He was very kind on the inside. She wondered why he never showed it.

Mori turned a fast corner, making them jerk a little bit, "Sorry."

Haruhi softly replied, "It's fine."

Mori pressed harder on the gas, he just wanted to get them home. His truck was easily complying as they sped over the speed limit by a lot. Haruhi may be tired and he didn't want to keep her up.

Haruhi's eyes drooped. She tried hard to keep herself awake long enough to get to Mori's house before she fell asleep. She didn't notice that Mori was speeding and she really didn't care. She was exhausted and for some reason crying made her even more tired.

Mori did notice her falling asleep so he went even faster. He didn't realize how fast he was going so the car went almost airborne when he turned down onto his street, tipping onto one side of wheels. "Shit..." Mori stated loudly looking down out his window to look for any damage.

Haruhi was alarmed by Mori talking to himself. She then looked out the window and noticed how blurred things were. She wondered if something had happened to the car, but remained quiet, not wanting to be more troublesome than she already was.

Mori knew his house was still quite a far ways away. So he pulled over and jumped out, looking over the car. He ran a hand through his already spiked hair. He sighed, the truck was all scratched up on this side and the tires were going to need replacing. Mori jumped back in and started to drive, "Shit, shit, shit..." he kept muttering. This was his truck, he bought it from a junkyard and fixed it up himself. It was his pride and joy, so he was rather upset that he would have to start working on it again.

Haruhi had seen the way Mori was looking at the side of the car, and she knew some damage had been taken by the way he kept muttering the word 'shit'. She somehow had the feeling that she had now caused two of the hosts misfortune in one day. "I guess it's kinda my fault, huh? Sorry; I should have stayed more awake." Haruhi began playing with the cuffs of her shirt...again.

Mori smiled, "Haruhi. Why do you always blame yourself for things? It was all my fault, I didn't need to speed."

Haruhi continued playing with her shirt. She wasn't so convinced. "And I didn't need to almost fall asleep, causing you to speed."

"Haruhi. You're tired. You've had a long day. Stop blaming yourself. It was all me, none of it was you."

Haruhi sighed. "Alright..." she replied.

Mori smiled at her, and then he turned into a long driveway. "We're here." Mori smiled at the moving truck sitting out in the front. His parents weren't home so he smiled even more. "Welcome to my home."

"Wow..." Haruhi gasped. It was nothing like the Suoh mansion, or the Hitachiin mansion, and best of all it was nothing like her tiny apartment. She opened the door wide and carefully stepped down, almost slipping on the step.

Mori noticed her staring at his traditional style house and all of the greenery around it, he always liked his home. "Do you like it?" He asked, grabbing his kendo stuff out of the truck and putting it on the porch. He then went over and pushed the truck towards a big barn on the edge of the land.

Haruhi stood waiting patiently for Mori to lead her inside. She rocked on her feet, back and forth, still staring at the beautiful home.

"You can head inside and take a look around!" Mori yelled to her.

Haruhi shrugged and walked up the patio, gazing at everything as she went inside. There were so many things to look at, she didn't know what to see first. It was like she was on a sightseeing trip of houses.

Mori was pleased when he finally was able to shove the truck back, he sighed and ran his hand over his face. He knew the damage done by his speeding wasn't going to be cheap to fix. He decided he could realign the tires while Haruhi was looking around his house, so he lay down on the skateboard he bought just for getting underneath his truck and begun to work.

Haruhi slowly strolled through each section of the house, taking it all in evenly. It was quite a sight. It was all green, with many plants from the garden, lighting it up with color.

Mori slid out from underneath and sighed, it was getting late. He could fix it in the morning. He looked down and tried to wipe some of the oil/grease off him. Mori started walking back to the house. He grabbed his kendo bag and set in the meditation room. He then went on a look for Haruhi. He was alone in the house, considering his family didn't really like having servants. They had them from 7-5 and then they leave and even when they're here they're wasn't many. So he looked for the brunette, getting lost in thoughts.

Haruhi was wandering around mindlessly, wondering where Mori was and what he could possibly being doing at such a late hour. Finally, she was too tired to even see straight, and without thinking, dove into the first room with a bed and fell asleep.

Mori shook his head, he had no clue how he couldn't find Haruhi in his own home. So he decided he could at least go change his shirt. When he walked to his room and flipped on his light, he was quite surprised to see the girl had he been looking for sleeping on his bed. He smiled at her sleeping form and then started to dig through boxes to find different bottoms to sleep in. When he found them he made a bed on the floor and slept there.

Haruhi had a peaceful night of sleep considering the circumstances. She'd had a fight with her father, Tamaki could die, and yet she still slept wonderfully. It was a miracle.

When Mori woke up from his sleep, he wasn't shocked to see Haruhi still asleep especially considering it was four in the morning. Mori stood up and stretched, he wrote Haruhi a quick note and set it by the bed. He found different clothes, got dressed, and went to go meditate before he worked on the truck.

Haruhi woke up at what she assumed was seven in the morning. She saw a note by the bedside and picked it up and read it. It was from Mori (obviously).

Mori had long since given up on trying to fix the trucks wheels and would just call someone. He was now in the kitchen, making fried omelets for Haruhi and himself. He hoped his note was easy enough. He just listed some places to check for him. And just told him to shout his name, obviously she'd find him that way, right?

Haruhi first checked the meditation room, where Mori wasn't. She closed the door quietly, then checked the garage where the truck was. He wasn't in there either. She then checked the final place on his list, the kitchen. She peeked her head inside, where it was hot and sticky from the stove.

Mori flipped the omelet expertly and watched it sizzle as he placed it back over the stove. He started whisking the other egg, putting in spices and seasonings as he went.

Haruhi never knew Mori was so good at cooking. She rolled her eyes, now knowing she didn't always have to cook the homemade meals for the hosts. She watched him quietly.

Mori looked up at her, "Morning. Did you sleep well?" He flipped the first omelet out of the pan onto a plate and slid it towards her along with a glass of juice. He then started frying his own omelet in the pan.

"Yeah," she replied, grabbed the juice. She drank almost half the large glass before setting it back down, turning her attention to the omelet. She picked up a fork and knife and began eating into it, which was not surprisingly delicious.

"That's good. My bed is rather comfy." He looked up at her and then flipped the omelet onto a plate, pouring himself some of the juice. He went and sat down next to her at the little island.

For some reason Haruhi couldn't look Mori in the eyes, nor could she finish the delicious omelet. She began playing with the food on her plate after she had finished the juice.

"What's wrong?" Mori asked concerned.

"Nothing," Haruhi replied quietly. Her brain was up and running again on the details with Tamaki and death and her father and she wasn't in the mood to eat anymore.

"Do you want to go see Tamaki?" Mori asked, wanting to help the girl.

Haruhi looked up at him, shocked he could predict what she was thinking. "Yes, please," she replied quietly.

Mori nodded, "Follow me." He led her back out to his truck and hopped in, he was able to fix it a little bit, so he could drive it without the tires going crazy.

Haruhi smiled at Mori. He really did have some good qualities, even if he was quiet.

He drove her to the hospital, going much slower this time. When he pulled up to the hospital, he drove next to the door to allow her to get out.

Haruhi hopped out of the car, watching Mori drive his truck around looking for a parking spot. She went into the lobby and waited for him to come in.

Mori walked in a little but after her. "You didn't have to wait." he commented, looking at her.

"But I wanted to," Haruhi smiled.

Mori smiled back at her and started to walk towards the steps up.

Haruhi followed closely behind Mori, feeling temporarily like Hunny. The hike up the steps was quiet, and Haruhi kept dragging her feet, causing her to trip now and again.

Mori was tempted to pick Haruhi up, her tripping was scaring the living crap out of him. He looked up and saw the stairs were done, so he calmed back down. "Two twelve..." Mori mumbled, looking at the room numbers.

Haruhi and Mori made their way through the halls quickly, looking for Tamaki's room. Haruhi would stop every once in awhile, thinking different of going to see Tamaki after what she said yesterday.

Mori found the door and knocked before opening it, only to see the Host King asleep, now hooked up with a mask over his face. Mori's eyes widened, this disease kept getting worse and worse. He turned to Haruhi, hoping she hadn't already seen inside, closing the door, "Are you sure you want to go see him?"

Haruhi played with the cuffs of her shirt for about the fiftieth time this roleplay (BROKE THE FOURTH WALL!). "Yes," she replied, looking up at him. "I want to see him."

Suddenly Haruhi remembered that school had already started. "What about school?" she asked as she opened the door to the room.

"Okay. You stay here. I'll talk to your teacher." Mori turned and started walking back down the hall, his hand in his pocket.

Haruhi stood there, doorknob still in her hand, waiting for Mori to return.

Mori pulled out his phone once he was outside and called the school. He explained to them and they said they understood and would inform their teachers. Mori thanked them and walked back up stairs. "Okay, they want us both at school tomorrow though."

"I can understand that," Haruhi chuckled. She pushed open the door, making sure Mori was behind her.

He stepped in and looked to the still sleeping King. He wanted to know why he needed a mask, was he having trouble breathing? Oh he sure hoped not, he looked down at Haruhi. He didn't know if Haruhi could handle it if he was starting to struggle breathing.

Haruhi looked at the boy with the mask and sighed. Her aunt had been wearing a mask approximately six days before she passed. She looked up at Mori. "Can we go?" she asked, tears in her eyes.

Mori was right, he didn't think she'd be able to stand the sight of Tamaki like that, "Where do you want to go?"

"Hmm..." Haruhi hadn't thought that far ahead. The rest of the hosts were all in school, so that was out. "I don't know..."

"Well let's step out of here first," Mori said, walking out of the room, "Are you planning on going home to your dad tonight?"

Haruhi thought. "I still don't think I'm ready to see him," she sighed. "I really hope I'm not a bother to you..."

Mori smiled, "You're not bothering me Haruhi. Is he home right now?"

"My father?" Haruhi asked. "Well, yes. He works late at night, from around five-thirty to three..."

"Do you want to get some clothes for today and tonight?" Mori asked, "I'll run inside for you, if you tell me where they are."

"Really? That's sweet," Haruhi replied, smiling. "Sure."

"Let's go." Mori smiled to her, walking down the steps already. He went to go get the truck to pick her up, still not wanting her to have to walk through that ridiculously huge parking lot.

Haruhi smiled. Mori was so sweet when he was alone. It seemed like as soon as Hunny came out he was the shy guy.

Mori pulled up next to her, "So is there anything in particular you want? Or do you want me to just grab something?" He pulled out and started heading towards her apartment building.

"Just grab something, I guess. My things are down the hall, first bedroom on the right," Haruhi replied.

"Okay. So should your dad be asleep?" Mori asked, stopping at the red light in front of them.

"Oh, definitely," Haruhi replied, chuckling. "He usually doesn't get up until at least three in the afternoon, and that's only so he can pick me up from school. Here's a key," Haruhi took her key out of her pocket and gave it to Mori.

"Okay. Thanks." He pulled up next to the apartment and hopped out, leaving the car on for her. He walked up the steps and unlocked the door, heading in. He closed the door quietly and went to Haruhi's room. He closed her door too and stared at the two dressers... Which drawer? Which dresser for that matter? Mori shrugged and opened a bottom drawer on the dresser closest to him. It held sweatpants. He grabbed three, he found her shirts in the drawer above it and grabbed a few. He opened the top drawer and found her undergarments (I feel he would call them that.) and then closed his eyes and grabbed some. He placed them in-between the shirts and pants. He went to the closet and grabbed two sweatshirts. He looked around, nothing else he could think she would need. He walked out the door of her room, letting it stay open as it had been. And started heading towards the front door.

Haruhi watched as Mori emerged from the apartment with a pile of her clothing. She chuckled; she probably wouldn't need as much as he'd grabbed. She watched him set the clothing in the back, then took her house key back. "Thanks, senpai," she smiled at him.

I apologize for any grammatical, spelling, or any sort of mistakes you found. We hope you enjoyed!

~Hita and Blu Say Good Bye~