A/N:I don't own Ouran High School Host Club. Please read and review.
Chapter 1: Asleep in her lap
For once Tamaki was not doing his usual during host club hours by flirting with his customers as well as annoying Haruhi with his fatherly love. That particular day, he had tripped over twice due to being dizzy and had avoided Haruhi at all costs. Kyouya kept glancing over at him nervously, knowing he was ill otherwise he wouldn't have been avoiding everyone. As Tamaki danced around the room in a dizzy state, Haruhi looked over at him from her customers.
"Ne ne, Haruhi? Is Tamaki-sama okay? He looks a bit pale," said one of the girls over her teacup.
"Don't worry, I'll find out soon enough," Haruhi said simply in reply whilst looking at Tamaki with her head tilted to one side. Tamaki Suoh was ill and he knew Haruhi would fuss over him if she knew so he didn't want to make her even more stressed.
"Tamaki Senpai, are you okay?" asked Haruhi as she recalled that he had not come over to talk to her once today.
"Perfect actually, my sweet sweet daughter!" replied Tamaki while covering a small cough.
As soon as the last customer had left the club, Kyouya slammed the door shut and nodded at Haruhi, with an evil smirk on his face but a glint of worry in his eyes. Immediately, she stalked over to where the devilish twins were and asked Hikaru and Kaoru to tackle Tamaki and pin him to the ground so she could feel if he had a fever and end everyone's worries for the ditsy king.
So, without any hesitation the twins ran yelling their heads off and jumped on their lord, pinning his shoulders and legs down. Haruhi briskly walked to the centre of the room, where everyone in the club could see what was going on and leaned over the fallen lord and felt his forehead with the back of her hand.
"Aha! You have a fever Senpai! You have a cold! You're such a baka!" screamed Haruhi.
"No, I don't. Maybe you're the one burning up. Maybe it's just you," Tamaki cried croaking slightly. Without further a due Haruhi grabbed both of his hands, hauled him to his feet and slung Tamaki's arm around her neck and lead him to his limo. She pushed him in as gently as she could and slid in next to him.
He tugged at her arm slightly and looked at her with puppy eyes even though he knew Haruhi wouldn't fall for it but he was ecstatic that she was going to look after him so he closed his eyes as Haruhi told the rest of the host club through the window that she would have him better in no time. Tamaki told the driver to take them home and soon after fell asleep in Haruhi's lap. Yes, he was happy; he was asleep in her lap. Without thinking about it, Haruhi stroked Tamaki's golden hair in smooth slow motions with her soft fingers. She just couldn't understand what her feelings for him were.
"Do you wish to call your father and tell him where you are? You may use my cell phone if you wish," the driver asked politely.
"No thank you, I will call him when I sort out Senpai," she replied equally politely. Th rest of the journey was spent in silence and as they arrived in front of the Suoh 2nd mansion, a seemingly happy superintendant strolled up to the limo, opened the door and…
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