I don't own Ouran Host Club or its characters. This isn't for profit, just for fun.

Robin's note: This will start out tame and will get more citrus as it goes along. It should be a solid lemon by the end. The first chapter is just how I figured out getting to the fun stuff. If you just want PWP skip this and wait for ch. 2.

Comments are greatly appreciated. I will blow you a kiss if you leave me some feedback.

Poor Haruhi

Ch. 1 Spring Break Events

"Welcome, to the Ouran Host Club's Spring break Event." Kyoya said to the large group of starry-eyed young women.

"We look forward to serving you," The rest of the Host Club said together.

Haruhi looked with wide eyes. "Uh, do you guys do this every year?"

Honey smiled, and gave Usa the bunny a squeeze. "Oh no, Haru-chan, there is a different theme every year. This one is less fancy than we have done before."

"There is something to be said for simplicity." Kyoya inserted as he passed by, notebook in hand.

Haruhi gulped. "This is simplicity?" She took in the transformed room. Earth-toned fabrics hid the ceiling and hung down the walls. Palm trees loomed in their huge pots. The pots were hidden by twining plants and little shrubs. Paths seemed to wander from secluded spots to quiet fountains. All eventually led to a large construction in the center. A few sleepy iguanas clambered on the partially tumbled cubes of artificial stone aged to resemble ruins.

Arms wrapped around Haruhi's shoulders and the Hitachiin twins simultaneously beeped her nose. "Everyone does the beach-type spring break with bikinis and drinks with little umbrellas." Haruhi rubbed her now-itchy nose.

"Isn't it better," Hikaru said.

"To have an adventure in some Mayan ruins?" Kaoru finished.

Tamaki swept Haruhi from the grip of the twins. He stretched one hand before him, gesturing to an imaginary horizon. "They will be travelling the world on their break. Seeking relaxation and excitement. But we will be there in the back of their minds; they will know that even greater things await their return." Tamaki's eyes closed dreamily, "We must keep them from sadness when they return from their fun. They will enjoy their little trips but still be happy to come home. They will not pine for those exotic locales!" Tamaki raised a fist high.

"Uh, sounds great." Haruhi tried to untangle herself from Tamaki's grip. She was saved by a blushing young woman tugging gently at Haruhi's sleeve.

"Haruhi? Will you show me the way to the ruins? I don't want to choose the wrong path."

Haruhi pulled from Tamaki and straightened her jacket. She gave a gentle smile. "Sure, no problem." Their arms linked as they walked to a likely looking path with the guest sighing in bliss.

Eventually, most of the guests had found their way to the center. Kyoya had set up an area where the ladies could have their picture taken with their favorite host or hosts. For a small donation the image would be put in a small commemorative card they could fit in a pocket or purse and could be easily brought along on their holidays. They were going like hotcakes. Kyoya was almost smiling.

The blushing girl had found Haruhi again and was stammering a request to have a picture taken.

"That sounds great," Haruhi replied. "You just need to decide where you want to have it taken. Most people seem to be doing theirs by that leaning statue or next to that fountain. What do you like best?"

The girl frowned slightly, "I don't want to do what everyone else is doing. I want something special with you, Haruhi." Her blush faded and determination took its place. "I will find the perfect thing. You'll wait for me?"

Haruhi nodded. "Sure. I'll be over by the refreshments."

Haruhi was sipping some punch from a simple clay mug and eyeing the spread, deciding what looked best when a gasp turned her around. The determined blusher had clambered up to one of the higher stones. Unfortunately, it was meant for decoration not climbing. The girl was clinging to the top while it listed to one side.

Each member of the Host Club spotted her at the same time.

Haruhi was, by far, the nearest.

"Hell." She muttered, dropping her mug and sprinting over to the teetering block. She tried pushing on one side to keep it from tipping. "Get off!" Haruhi cried to the girl.

"I'll fall!" The girl squeaked.

Haruhi gave the stone another push before hoisting herself onto the top. Haruhi pulled the girl's clenched fingers from their hold and nudged her to the edge. "Look, I've got you. Get down quick." Haruhi steadied her with one hand while the girl scrambled to the floor.

The rest of the Host Club was only a few yards away to see the dismount of the girl push the rock completely off balance. It toppled to one side, heaving Haruhi into the air. A collective breath was sucked in; no one was close enough to catch her. She spun once in the air and landed, skidding feet first into an artfully arranged pile of stones. She felt something give in her leg before she hit her head on a rock.

"Haruhi!" Tamaki cried out.

"Guys, stop looking at me like that. I'll be fine." Haruhi was semi-reclined on the hospital cot, an icepack on the bump on her head and her right foot up on several pillows. "Oh, jeez, Honey-senpai, please, don't cry."

Honey's eyes shimmered and his lower lip quivered. "But, Haru-chan, I thought you were going to get…" he gave a little hiccupping sob, "squashed!"

Haruhi awkwardly patted his head. "It's not like it was that high up. I think I just sprained my ankle."

Kyoya stepped through the curtain separating Haruhi from the rest of the emergency room. "I'm afraid not, Haruhi."

"Huh?" Haruhi cocked her head to one side.

"I spoke to the doctor. I made sure he is one of our best." He glanced down at the page of home instructions the doctor had given him and resettled his glasses more comfortably. "The bump on your head isn't serious. You may just have a small headache. Your ankle, however, is not just a sprain. A ligament that runs from your leg to your foot was stretched and pulled out of place. Nothing is broken."

The twins simultaneously crossed their ankles and leaned back in their seats. "A stretched ligament doesn't sound bad."

"As long as Haruhi follows the doctor's orders it won't be. If she doesn't," Kyoya's eyes met Haruhi's, "she will need surgery to stabilize the ligament or even reattach it."

Haruhi blinked, "Surgery? I can't have surgery. My dad would have to take a bunch of time off and he would have to give up vacation."

Mori was holding Honey, patting the little blonde's back as he cried fat tears. Mori asked, "Isn't your dad on vacation right now?"

Haruhi nodded and had to fix the ice bag on her head. "Yeah, he went with his old friend that he used to work with. This is his first real holiday in a while. He was really looking forward to it. He wanted me to come since I will be off school, but I had to study and we had the Spring Break Event."

"When will he be back?" Hikaru asked.

"A week from tomorrow. Sunday." Haruhi shrugged, trying to keep the bag balanced on her head. "It's no problem. I'm not some little kid that can't be home alone."

"Actually," Kyoya said, "that's not entirely true, Haruhi."

The ice bag slid off her head and hit the floor with a plop. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Kyoya looked at the page in his hand, "The doctor's orders say you mustn't put any weight on that foot for a week. He's gotten the ligament into position and the wrapping will help a bit. But if you use it at all the ligament will slip and surgery will be necessary."

Haruhi looked thoughtful. "That's ok, I can just use crutches or something." Steely resolve colored her features. "I can do it, I will just have to be careful. I can get some easy food from the store on the way home and then rest up. Dad doesn't need to worry about it at all." She nodded firmly then put a hand to her sore head.

Kaoru had been reading the paper over Kyoya's shoulder. He grinned at Haruhi and shook a finger at her. "Oh no that won't work. It says here you have to take special muscle relaxants. You have to have someone with you all the time in case they make you goofy."

Hikaru popped up behind Kyoya and scanned the page. His smirk was as wide as Kaoru's. "Is she going to cluck like a chicken? Or quack like a duck?"

"Hey!" Haruhi didn't look amused.

Kyoya sighed and shook his head. He pulled a small pill bottle out of his pocket and gave it a little rattle. "The most they may do is make her feel a little strange and maybe lower her inhibitions a bit. They won't make her do anything out of character or anything that she won't want to do."

The Hitachiin twins pouted. "We wanted to get her to quack. It was going to be fun."

Kyoya put the pills back in his pocket. "Apparently, they will keep the ligament from tightening up and slipping out of alignment. He said it was very important that you take them as prescribed."

Haruhi slumped back on the bed. "Great. Now, I'll have to call my dad and make him come home. Maybe my neighbor could just check in on me sometimes. Wait, she's out of town too and—why are you guys looking at me like that?"

Tamaki, silent and still until now, burst to his feet and lunged over to wrap an arm around Haruhi. "Oh, my little girl is so brave! Worry not, lovely flower! We will attend you in this, your time of need!" He placed an earnest hand over his heart. "All your needs, we will see to! We will take you to my house! I will wait on you hand and injured foot! You will be back to yourself in no time with my attentive care!" His eyes shimmered with tears.

"I'm not going to your house, Tamaki-senpai."

Tamaki fell off the bed into a heap, landing with a squish on the forgotten ice bag. "What?"

"I appreciate the offer, but I have things to look after at home. Home is where I really should be."

Tamaki's face fell. He tapped his index fingers together sadly. "But… I was going to let you sleep in my bed and I would sleep in the chair, ready to get you little glasses of water in the night."

Hikaru and Kaoru smacked Tamaki on the back of his head. "Lecher. Would you blindfold her again?"

"No! It's not like that!"

Haruhi waved her hands. "Guys, Guys! I appreciate it, really. But I will be fine."

Honey hopped down from his perch on Mori. "That's right, you will, Haru-chan. Because we are going to take good care of you."

Haruhi sighed and threw an arm over her eyes. She tried to admit defeat gracefully. "OK, fine. But we are going to need more groceries."