Disclaimer: The only thing that belongs to me here is the high school memory that has become is this story's plot 8D

Author's Note You read the disclaimer right! Yes, this really happened to me (though I took liberties and embellished a bit). No, I didn't have classmates who are twin boys but the guy who did this to me has Hikaru's personality. Okay, enough babbling! Enjoy ;)

P.S. Chapter title by mido.

THUD

Part Two: Fever Smeever

Well, this was unusual.

The "Friendly Class Trio" was incomplete for once. Kaoru was the only one in the classroom, reading a book; Hikaru had heeded the call of nature; while Haruhi paid a visit to the infirmary.

She was feeling sluggish and lethargic that day and upon the younger twin's insistence, the girl had practically dragged her weary self to the special nurse's office.

"What did she say?" Kaoru hid the book into his desk as Haruhi slumped on her seat.

"Fever," she muttered, resting her head on her arms, "Very high. Took some medicine already though."

"Wow! You are ill. You're not completing your sentences!" He still had the gall to tease her. The girl groaned in response.

"Kaoru, please. Too tired to argue."

"Okay, okay. Sorry," Kaoru chuckled while patting her head, "You're lucky that class is almost over and you're already through with your work."

"Mnn… Oh. Club," the girl lifted her head slightly when she remembered about her hosting duties later on, "I should try to go later…"

"You're going to host in your condition? Go home after class, Haruhi."

"But my—"

"Which is more important: your debt or your health?"

The boy had a very good point. Haruhi conceded for now.

"Fine, fine. I'll go home." Kaoru grinned and patted her head again, much to the rookie's chagrin.

"Good, good. We'll tell Kyouya-senpai and the others. Don't worry!"

"Thank you… But could you not do that? I feel like a dog."

"But you make a very cute doggie!"

She was about to protest to this but decided to let it go just this once. Before the rookie could lay her head down again, Hikaru had entered the room and sauntered to his seat.

"Who's the dog?" he asked.

"Haruhi is!" The younger Hitachiin chimed in. The older twin, however, was disappointed that all they heard from their toy was a grunt (Mori-senpai was probably rubbing off on her).

"What's the matter with you?" At this point, Haruhi was half-asleep; only to be able to answer Hikaru with an incoherent grumble. "Oi Haruhi! Anyone in there??"

"Hikaru, don't! He's—"

"Ignoring me. Yeah, I noticed," Peeved, the boy moved his chair closer to the girl's desk. He carefully laid his arm across the top and then…

THUD

He slammed his hand on the wood.

Haruhi bolted up from her seat suddenly, almost knocking over the table in the process. Slowly, she turned to the boy; her eyes narrowing severely. The rookie couldn't keep her cool anymore.

"I'm sick, DAMMIT!"

He scoffed at her, "You're faking."

"How can this be 'faking'?" she continued, her tone incredulous, "Unlike you, I'm not a very good actor!"

"Ooooohh," Kaoru winced at the brunette's comeback, "He's got you there. The entire club can attest to that."

"Heh. We'll see," Hikaru used his other hand to feel Haruhi's forehead, cheeks, and neck.

And then, there was silence.

The boy then moved himself and the chair back to his own desk and he left his classmate alone for the entire period. Kaoru fished out the book from its hiding place and hid a smile behind the covers.