Hey guys...I know that u all prob thought I disappeared, but I just went a little hiatus from the site. I dont know if any of my usual readers will read this since it's in a different anime, but I encourage you to read it and I welcome any new reader enthusiastically. This is my first Host Club fic and I do tend to make my characters a little ooc..that's just a warning. I hope you like my story!

Haruhi was sitting in class. The twins were seated on either side of her. She just wanted to write quietly in her journal while the teacher was talking, but anything she wrote would be intercepted by the twins. She closed her eyes as she felt another headache come on. They had been coming on regularly for the last couple of days. Haruhi was pretty sure that she was coming down with a cold. Headaches were a common sign that she was overworking herself.

Many of her classmates would say that Haruhi overworking herself would be an understatement. She was the poorest student in Ouran High and she had no mother so she took on all matronly duties of the house. She also took part in the host club and had her homework on top of that. Her everyday life was crammed to the fullest. She sighed and held her head in her hands. This headache was becoming an increasing problem. She knew that if the headache did not stop soon that she wouldn't be able to perform well in the host club and she wanted to get rid of her debt as soon as possible. That wouldn't be possible if she was sick.

The final class bell rang, signaling the end of the day. Haruhi's head was still throbbing and had persisted on getting worse as the day went on. She rubbed her temples with her fingers. The twins walked up and asked,"What's wrong Haruhi?" not really appearing to care, but we all know otherwise.

"Ah nothing gomen nasai. I'm just a little distracted." They left her alone after that comment and walked towards the abandoned music room which now held the host club. The three entered the room together. Tamaki stood in front of them dressed in a renaissance outfit.

"You guys are late. You two here are your costumes, go change. Haruhi otou-san had a special princess dress made for you. It's beautiful and frilly. My darling daughter would just look so lovely in it." The hyper active boy continued on. Haruhi was only half listening. She began to grow dizzy. This was not good. She couldn't get sick, not now.

"Haruhi, are you ok? Haruhi?" The room around her started to spin. Then she felt her world go black as she slipped into unconsciousness. "Haruhi!" Tamaki yelled in concern as he saw his precious daughter begin to fall. He caught her safely in his arms, calling her name out. This attempt was in vain. Haruhi was no longer conscious.

Hearing thier lords distress the other members of the host club quickly walked into the room. What they saw astonished them all. Tamki was crying over an unconscious Haruhi that was in his arms. "Haruhi just fell over and died. Our precious daughter is dead. Someone call the doctor. Maybe we can recessitate her. I will perform the kiss of life." He said in his overly dramatic way.

Tamaki set Haruhi on the floor and prepared to give her cpr.Kyouya put a hand on his shoulder. "Tamaki stop. See she's still breathing. That's an indication that she is not indeed dead. I have already called a doctor and he is on the way. Mori senpai, take Haruhi to the nurse's office, Hunny sempai post a sign saying the host club is closed. Karou, Hikaru, look for any blankets and pillows that are setting around and follow Mori sempai to the nurse's." Kyouya with his usual nonchalant temperament.

Tamaki yelled in distress,"How can you be so calm when our precious daughter is sick oka-san. She might not make it until morning." Then he looked around and noticed that Haruhi was no longer in his view. "Hold on Mori senpai. Don't worry Haruhi! Otou-san's coming."

Kyouya looked down at the ground in disbelief,"Tamaki is just as brash as ever." He switched off the lights in the room and then made his way down to teh nurse's office where the rest of the host club were.

He entered the room a few minutes before the doctor did. When the doctor arrived they were all pushed out of the room. It only took him a few moments and the he was out again. Tamaki almost scared the poor man off when he demanded to know the whole truth. Knowing the worst was better than being lied to. The twins pulled him back off the doctor and he stated his diagnoses. "There's no need to fret. It was just a simple case of being worn out. She just needs a couple days of rest and relaxation and then she will be back to normal."

Tamaki looked at the others with a determined face,"You all heard the man. Our mission over the next few days our mission will be to make sure Haruhi is as comfortable as possible." The next few days were going to quite long.

All of the members of the host club went home, except for Tamaki. He insisted that he be there when his darling daughter woke up. Tamaki sat there for several hours. Looking in discontempt at the unconscious Haruhi. He didn't know how but he had grown to love the girl with all his heart. It started out with his infatuation with the commoner's world and turned into a burning love for the girl. She wasn't like any other girl he had ever known. Haruhi had a way of saying the thing that he needed to hear the most. Even if the way she said made it sound blunt, it always surpirsed him how she was always right.

Haruhi opened her eyes a little. Her headache had receded to the depths of her head. She sat up and opened her eyes completely. At first, she had no idea where she was. The room was dark and strange. The only light was a little table side lamp that was lit next to her on the right. She turned her eyes to her left and saw Tamaki. She wondered how long he had been there. He was asleep, his head resting on the side of the bed. Haruhi laid her hand on top of his head and smiled. Even though he was a rich bastard he could be caring.

Upon feeling the pressure on his head, Tamaki opened his eyes. To see Haruhi staring off into space while her hand was still on his head. A lovely blush soon covered his cheeks, but it didn't stop him from squishing his daughter. "Haruhi you're awake. Otou-san was so worried. You shouldn't make otou-san worry like that." He went on for a little while hugging her. Eventually he let go of the poor girl. She really did seem tired.

"Haruhi are you ok? I mean it's ok to tell us if your overwokred. I made a promise to make sure that you were never alone in your time of need and that applies to times like this too. If you needed a break, all you needed to do was tell us and we would've helped you in any way we could've."

Haruhi looked at him with her usual vacant stare. "Sempai. I'm fine.You can let got of my hand now." This made Tamaki blush even further. "Well I need to go home and make otou-san's supper. I'll see you tomorrow sempai."

"Haruhi at least let me give you a ride home." Haruhi accepted with a grimace, knowing that he would give her a ride home whether she wanted one or not. That was just how he was. The rid eto her home was a silent one. Tamaki had made her lay down in the back, and Haruhi gladly did so. She might as well sleep before she got home. She was going to be up for a while cleaning, cooking, and doing her homework.

They arrived at her home and Tamaki walked her to the door. He set a hand on her head and smiled. "Take it easy, ok?" THen he went back to his car. Tamaki knew that Haruhi was going to be up all night cleaning and doing her homework. There's was nothing he could've done to stop it, but there was something he could do for the girl. He smiled at the brilliancy of his plan. It would take effect tomorrow and all of the host club members would be in on it.

I would like to apologize to you all. It's been a while and it's fairly evident. I can't help but feel that my writing is not quite up to par yet. I hope that you thought that the first chapter was ok. Please review and tell me what u thought. Constructive criticism is appreciated.

ttyl,

Dani