Summary: Mori has started to become annoyed with the way the Host Club treats Haruhi. What will he do about it? Pairing is MorixHaruhi. Slight OOC, but it is justifiable.

Chapter One: Revelations

Today was just like any other day. Takashi sat in his usual chair, next to Mitsukuni devouring his cakes, watching Haruhi with mild interest. He watched as Haruhi tossed her hair subconciously. Her hair was getting longer. Takashi noted with a small satisfaction that Haruhi's hair length wasn't the only change.

To the Host Clubs horror, Haruhi was beginning to look more like a woman every day. Really though, they had to know this was coming, it had been, after all, nearly a year since she had joined the host club. Takashi's stomach dropped a little at the reminder of the time. In just a few months time he and Mitsukuni would be graduating Ouran High School and starting their lives.

It wasn't that Takashi was worried about his future, because he wasn't. He had his college acceptance letter to Ouran College in his room, and a solid offer from his father to inherit the dojo's his family owned. No, it wasn't what his future held that he worried about, it was what he would be leaving behind.

It was a very well known fact that Takashi was a silent person. He didn't have all too many friends because of this, and for a while it had only been Mitsukuni, but slowly he had grown quite attatched to the Host Club members. Especially a certain brunette...

Takashi's inner thoughts were disturbed when he heard Haruhi excusing herself from her clients with a smile. He watched as she walked past him towards the kitchen. There was a certain...female quality to her gait, and Takashi marveled yet again how no one had discovered her yet. He also noticed, much to his embarrassment, the slight outline of the ACE bandage Haruhi had begun binding herself with.

He blushed slightly and looked back down at the table. Mitsukuni noticed his cousin's actions and understanding slowly began to dawn on him when he saw Haruhi walking by. Mitsukuni smiled widely and placed a hand on Takashi's shoulder. The older boy looked over at him and Mitsukuni asked, "Taka-chan, why don't you ask Haru-chan over for dinner sometime?" The four girls sitting at their table gasped in excitement.

"Hn." Takashi replied, assenting to his cousin's wishes. Mistukuni smiled and returned to his clients and his cake, happy that his cousin was starting to expand his life.

When the Host Club finally let out that day, Haruhi rushed to the changing rooms with her clothes. Her ACE bandage had been wrapped wrong and had been chafing all shut the door behind her, glad to finally get the damn thing off, and quickly pulled off her blazer and shirt.

Haruhi winced at just the sight of the bunched cloth, knowing this wasn't going to be a pleasant removal. She sighed, steeled herself, and undid the tape holding it together. Slowly she began pulling the cloth away from her skin, jumping in pain everytime her skin was pulled. Tears pricked her eyes and she at once noticed the red marks that were left on her skin. She was going to be very sensitive for the next few days, which wasn't good because she had hosting duties and she couldn't very well pretend to be a boy with her now size B breasts.

She was down to the last strip of cloth covering her bare chest and she took a deep breath before quickly tugging it off. Pain shot through her chest and she hissed in pain, letting the band drop to the floor. Slowly she sat down on the seat in the room and held her skin as it continued to sting.

"Damn binding," she muttered.

It was then, not too much to her surprise that she heard a knock on the door. Assuming it was one of the twins or Tamaki she quickly threw on her shirt that her father had packed (a halter top that made Haruhi roll her eyes), and opened the door. She was very surprised, however, to find not the twins or Tamaki, but Mori silent as ever. She looked up to him and muttered in shock, "Oh, Mori. Did you need this changing room?" He simply shook his head and opened his mouth as if to say something.

His focus however changed and he remained silent. Slowly he entered the room and shut the door. Haruhi's heart fluttered, confused but not entirely against his actions. He sat down on the chair so that he was level with her eyes and asked, "What is that?" Haruhi tilted her head to the side, confused what he was referring to until she followed his gaze. That's when she noticed that the stupid halter top her father had packed for her, was low enough on her back that her sensitive, red skin could be seen.

"Oh, i-it's nothing, senpai." Haruhi stammered, trying to lift her shirt higher. In the process she brushed against the skin and more pain shot through her. She gasped and winced, immediatly releasing the fabric of her shirt. Mori watched this all in half confusion, half worry.

Silently Mori grabbed Haruhi by the hips and turned her around, setting her on his lap gently. Haruhi blushed at the contact, but Mori wasn't paying attention. He very carefully pried her shirt away from her skin and pulled it down far enough in the back for him to see her marks, but nothing else. Mori's eyes widened at the marks. 'What could these be from?' he wondered.

Lightly his finger brushed the skin, retracting faster than seemingly possible when Haruhi flinched again.

"I'm sorry." He murmured, lifting her from his lap and turning her around again to face him. He stood and lightly grabbed her shoulders.

"How did this happen?" He asked. Haruhi blushed, trying to find out a way to tell him without making it awkward. She decided to just be blunt about it as usual. She knelt down and picked up the ACE bandage and said, "Well I bound myself wrong this morning and all day it was chafing. It's really fine senpai, this happens a lot. My skin just isn't used to it yet." Haruhi laughed nervously, attempting to roll up the bandage.

Mori sighed, grabbed Haruhi's hand and led her out of the changing room toward Kyoya. The rest of the Host Club, aside from Mitsukuni and Kyoya had taken off, which was unusal since they always waited around for Haruhi. Mori wasn't objecting.

Kyoya sat at his usual table packing up his laptop when the pair came to a stop in front of him. Kyoya took note of Mori holding Haruhi's hand, but said nothing. Instead he pushed up his glasses and asked, "What is it?"

Mori, silent as ever, simply turned Haruhi around and pulled down the fabric slightly to show her irritated skin. Haruhi huffed and a muffle, "Hey!" was heard but neither boy acknowledged it.

"Hmmm, I'm assuming these marks come from the ACE bandage Haruhi?" Kyoya asked, seeing the cloth she held in her right hand. She broke away from Mori's grip and turned to Kyoya. "Yes, senpai, but it's no big deal. I'll eventually get used to it." Kyoya thought about it then nodded.

"Ok Haruhi, I trust you." Kyoya turned back to his bag and zipped it up. Haruhi walked away, heading back to the dressing room to change from her Host pants to whatever torture her father had packed her; Mori remained where he was. Kyoya glanced up to find his senior waiting.

"Was there something else Mori-senpai?"

"Kyoya, it's time we told people Haruhi is a girl."

Kyoya arched an eyebrow, not really surprised Mori had taken to protecting Haruhi aswell, but surprised he was being verbose about it all.

"Perhaps Mori-senpai, but we can't forget that she will most likely object. After all, remaining a man is her best way to pay off her debt."

Mori pushed Kyoya lightly down so that he was sitting on the bench. He leaned down and replied very angrily, but also very quietly, "Listen to me Kyoya Ohtori. We both know that the vase was nothing special to any of us. Hell, I could pay off her debt with what's in my pocket, and to force her to do anything is wrong. And if Haruhi wants to continue to pay off her debt, which she will because she is a ten times better person than you, then you will give her another way to pay it off as a girl. She isn't some whore, we aren't selling her body so why should it make any difference if she is male or female?"

Kyoya's eyes widened. Not only had Mori spoken more than he ever had before combined, he was quite clearly insulting and threatening Kyoya. But Mori wasn't quite finished yet. He straightened up and said, "I will not let you continue to abuse Haruhi's trusting nature to make a profit. It's becoming painful for her to pretend to be a man, and that should be incentive enough for you to help her. But since it won't be, I'll give you an incentive," Mori reached into his pocket and pulled out some money which he threw on the table in front of Kyoya, "there. I hope you and your money are happy, because quite honestly, you're going to end up alone with it unless you start changing." And with that Mori walked off to Mitsukuni, leaving Kyoya stung, hurting and highly confused.

Some of you may be asking some questions. So I'll address a few that I anticipate. 1.) Mori doesn't talk much it's true, but that doesn't mean he can't talk. His frustration has just been building up all these months and he finally released them. 2.) Mori was kind of cruel to Kyoya, but the thing is, again, because he doesn't talk he has a lot of time to think. He's been silently yelling at Kyoya for a while every time he was being an ass. 3.) ACE bandages suck! They really can hurt that bad. For a play I had to bind every night for four hours for a week and by the end of the week I had those red marks. It's kind of like a sunburn, it really hurts to move or touch it. 4.) In this book, Haruhi will not become pregnant, get engaged, have sex, get drunk, or any of the random stuff I've read before. Thunderstorms will not appear every five seconds, her father won't be gone from home for days at a time, and no one is going to say I love you right away.

I want this to be as realistic as possible and so yes, there will be moments and hints towards other relationships. Tamaki and Haruhi, as well as Hikaru and Haruhi, and there will be a slight(VERY slight) romantic moment between Haruhi and Kyoya.

Besides all that. Read and Review if you want, I'm not gonna pester you about it, and if you have any ideas I'd love to hear them, although I may not use them. Chapters will be put up based on the responses. I'm really bad with deadlines and finishing stories so I apologize ahead of time. No guarantees made by me.

-Authorchick13