Disclaimer- Have Mori and Haruhi discovered their deep and profound love for one another? No? Ok then I most definatly do not own Ouran High School Host Club or its characters.

A/N- These are newly revised by lovinjerryt, she is officially my hero!

Haruhi's eyelids fluttered open. He head hurt a lot. She was laying on one of the club's overstuffed couches. She tried to sit up, but a hand stopped her and she experienced a wave of dizziness. Without resisting, she laid back down and closed her eyes. Slowly opening her eyes again, she expected to see a very apologetic Tamaki loyally sitting next to her, but it was the silent host peering down with worry and guilt surfacing on his usually emotionless face.

"Why do you look guilty?" Haruhi thought at Mori, "I can't think of one way this could be your fault."

"Are you okay, Haru-chan?" Honey quietly said from above her, breaking her from her thoughts.

"I'm fine, Senpai," she said quietly to Honey. She studied the room. Kyouya was rummaging through one of his company's first aid kits, Mori and Honey were right at her side, but the other three were standing at least ten feet away. Tamaki had tears running down his face and the twins looked scared and a little sad, but none of them showed any sign of moving forward. Haruhi thought that was weird, since normally they wouldn't keep their hands off of her.

"I very much doubt that," Kyouya said as he walked up to her with a painkiller and a small glass of water. She propped herself on her elbows to take it.

"What exactly happened?" Haruhi asked suspiciously. She knew what she remembered, but something else must have happened after she passed out.

~10 Minutes Earlier~

Haruhi walked in the host club room feeling a little smug. Not only had she gotten everything she needed done at the library, but she was going to be early for Host Club. Her good mood was smashed as she walked into the Music Room and saw the twins. They either weren't expecting to see her so early, or were showing her that it didn't matter if she tried to resist, because the outfit in question was still in Kaoru's arms.

The night before, the twins decided that they wanted to see Haruhi in the maid outfit their employees wore at home. They knew she wouldn't want to wear it, but honestly, when had that stopped them in the past? So they brought one of the outfits from home and waited for Haruhi to get to the club. They were going to hide it in the dressing room, so they wouldn't have to drag her quite as far, but it really didn't make that much of a difference. Hikaru stealthily walked up to Haruhi, as though he didn't have anything planned, and tried to grab her as Kaoru approached her with the dress. She turned to leave, but it was too late. Unfortunately, Tamaki was watching this whole scene and decided to intercede.

"What are you doing to your sister?!" Tamaki cried, seeing the only female host struggle uselessly against the brothers.

"We want Haruhi to look like a maid today," they said in unison.

~~Tamaki's Inner Mind Theatre~~

Haruhi is dressed as a French maid, with fishnet stockings a very low cut top and an equally short skirt. She is holding a feather duster and is standing next to the twins.

"Make love to us!" The twins demand.

"Please don't make me," a much more pathetic version of Haruhi answers.

"You're our maid now you have to do as we say..."

~~End of Mind Theatre~~

"Unhand her you debaucherous fiends!" yelled a disillusioned Tamaki. "Daddy will save you, Haruhi!"

"Please don't," Haruhi answered, but she knew no one was listening.

"You don't think she'd be cute?" Kaoru said innocently.

Haruhi wasn't listening to the conversation anymore and didn't hear to his answer. This was the point in the conversation where she could slip away without anyone noticing, but today was not shaping out to be a good day.

She had gotten maybe ten feet away from them when Tamaki noticed she was no longer there. Usually it took him much longer than that. She scanned the room, looking for help, but Honey and Mori must have still been at the Kendo Club and Kyouya was not going to help her. She braced herself for the oncoming impact. Tamaki charged at her with his arms wide open.

It didn't matter how many times he did this, Haruhi was not going to get used to her senpai depriving her of oxygen as he "conveyed his fatherly affection for her;" she wasn't even sure what he was talking about as she clutched her tighter and tighter and said, "Daddy would never let those dirty twins do that to his daughter."

Her vision was beginning to dull and she struggled to breathe. Usually Mori would step in and save her from the King's attacks when it got to this point, but she was on her own.

"Tamaki-senpai, stop," she said as the room began to dim, but he was not listening. The last thing she heard before losing consciousness was the door opening.

"Takashi, do you think we can have chocolate cake today?" Honey asked as they walked down the hall on their way to host club

"Yeah," Mori said as he open the door to the 3rd Music Room.

"And do you-" Honey was continuing his line of questioning, but he stopped dead when he saw Tamaki squeezing the life out of Haruhi.

"You're hurting her!" Honey yelled. Mori was running over, but he knew he was a little too late this time. Tamaki let go, as if to show that Haruhi was fine. He did not expect for her fall backwards, crashing head first into the floor. Mori tried to catch her, but he was a moment too late. He brushed her hair out of her face and gingerly picked her up, as though she could fall apart at any moment. Tamaki tried to apologize, but Mori just shot him a look.

"Do NOT come near her," he said, using up his usual word quota for the day. He laid her on the couch and pulled up a chair. With his head in his hands, he waited for her to wake up.

Honey was talking in a voice that scarily quiet and calm to Tamaki and the twins, "You've lost all privileges to Haru-chan."

"Why do we have to?" The twins asked angrily.

"He wouldn't have done this if you didn't wind him up, and you didn't help her."

"Well I'm her fath-" Tamaki began, but one look from Honey shut him up. Honey went to stand beside his cousin. Kaoru was explaining to the oncoming guests what had happened, and the other hosts tried to stand next to Haruhi. As Honey glared at them, they slowly backed up. He stopped when they got about ten feet away from Haruhi.

~Now~

Haruhi's head still hurt; she reached a hand up and cringed as she felt a bump.

"Did that idiot drop me?" Haruhi thought angrily, glaring at Tamaki.

"Daddy is so sorry!" Tamaki yelled. The loud noise made Haruhi cringe. Mori and Honey shot him a look that sent him, colorless, to the floor. Once again Haruhi tried to sit up, and this time no one tried to stop her.

"I'm fine...really." Haruhi said flatly. To the immense surprise of everyone, Mori leaned over and wrapped his arms around her a moment after she answered. Haruhi didn't know how to respond as he laid his head on her shoulder.

"I shouldn't have let this happen," he said so quietly, Haruhi was not completely sure she heard him correctly. At least now she knew why he looked so guilt-ridden. He blamed himself for not being there. It was the first time he didn't save her when the twins—or more often Tamaki—played too rough and she got hurt.

"It was not your fault," Haruhi said quietly. He didn't let go, yet and Haruhi noticed how different his embrace was to the other hosts' (with the exception of Kyouya of course, he doesn't hug). All the other hosts who had hugged her were a little possessive, even Honey-senpai's, and they tended to be a little on the violent side. Mori was by far the most gentle, even if he was the largest and probably the strongest. Haruhi was much more comfortable than she'd ever admit wrapped in the arms of the host she knew the least about.

A/N- This is my first fanfic so feedback would be GREATLY appreciated! Thank you =D