This is my first ever Fanfict, any help would be much Appreciated. I do not own Ouran High school host club, if I did I would died from excitement.

Hikaru rushes Haruhi into the nearest bathroom, they were at the beach house again. The Host club decided to go by themselves this time for a long needed vacation. Being a host was hard work. Hikaru often worried they were putting too much strain on everyone, especially Haruhi. Hikaru had been having these thoughts lately, he didn't completely understand them but still they were there.

"I told you to slow down." Hikaru opened the door a little bit, to find Haruhi on the floor next to the toilet. Her hair was messed up and sticking every which way, if she wasn't sick he would have thought it cute. Haruhi moaned violently vomiting into the porcelain bowl.

"Aw, poor thing." Hikaru sat down on the floor next to her. She shouldn't have eaten so fast, but Tamaki hadn't given her a lunch break and she didn't eat breakfast that morning. He pulled her up against his side. It wasn't a good idea to move her just yet, she might get sick again.

" Hika-ru" Haruhi tried to put some distance between them, but Hikaru liked how close they were and wouldn't have it.

" No you don't. I'm not going anywhere, I promise." He pulled her closer, his arm wrapped around her. She sighed something like a 'thank you' and was fast asleep in no time.

Hikaru listened to her slow even breaths until his arm fell asleep. Carefully he picked her up, cradling her so she wouldn't wake. He took her to bed to tuck her in. Her short burnet hair covered her eyes. Hikaru pushed it back and stared at her sleeping face for a moment.

He turned to leave, Kaoru would be mad if he took any longer. Lately the twins had taken to taking showers together to save energy or some reason like that. Something tugged on his shirt; Haruhi's large eyes were shinning in the moon light that came in from the sliding glass door.

"What's wrong? Are you still not feeling well?"

Slowly she sat up as Hikaru came closer to her side. She was red, maybe she had a fever? If she did he would call a doctor that night, if he had to he would take her to the hospital himself.

"Do you have a fever?" Hikaru placed his lips on her forehead, just the way Kaoru would do when he was sick. She felt fine, but why was she acting so strange?

"Hikaru…" Haruhi looked away hiding her face.

"What's wrong Haruhi?" She didn't look at him, but tightened her grip on his shirt.

"Won't you stay with me tonight? I'm so scared Hikaru, please. Just…just stay here…with me."

Hikaru blushed as her words sunk in. She wanted him to stay with her, in her room, just the two of them. When he didn't reply she looked at him on the brink of tears. Hikaru wanted to say so much to her but was afraid of what those words might ensue. This could be his only chance to build on the feelings he felt for Haruhi, but what those feelings were he was not sure.

"I'm sorry. That was silly of me to ask. I mean, what would everyone think?" She trailed of in thought, tears streaming down her boyish cheeks. Hikaru leaned closer to her, brushing the fresh tears away.

"Of course I'll stay, let them think what they want. We'll know what's true and what's not."

Haruhi's deep brown eyes sparkled and her blushed deepened with Hikaru's. She got out of bed, heading for her suit case.

"I'm going to take a shower, and you can get whatever you need." She blushed again. Maybe her thoughts were where his were, bare skin flashed threw Hikaru's mind. She quickly closed the bathroom door, Hikaru waited until he heard the water running and steam was billowing out from under the door. Hikaru ran into the bright hallway, looking both ways to make sure no one was coming. If anyone found out about his hideous plan to stay with Haruhi, especially Tamaki, they would beat the crap out of him. Hikaru ran into his room slamming the door and locking it.