A Host's Love

New Love; New Battle Scars.

Hikaru was the boy Haruhi unknowingly fell in love with silently with each smile she fell more, she had not realized she loved him until he uttered he loved her; foolishly she had felt exposed to Hikaru. Honestly it was him who was truly exposed he never felt like being around anyone who wasn't Kaoru, it was Haruhi who broke through his walls.

It was time to tell Hikaru that she loves him; if only she knew where he was.She wanders around the hallways anxiously looking for Hikaru she knew she would be missing her class they probably took five pages of notes in the time she had been gone, finally she giving up looking for Hikaru she heads to class plopping down in her seat with a heavy sigh, Kaoru looks at her.

"What's going on Haruhi? You're never late to class." Kaoru asks whispering handing her a copy of the notes, she was right five pages of notes.

"I was trying to find Hikaru but he is nowhere to be found, no trace of him." Haruhi sighs taking down the continuing notes giving an annoyed glare at the board. Kaoru gives a sympathetic look, Hikaru had texted him beginning of class where he was and who he was with that's all Kaoru needs though, shaking his head he pats Haruhi's back.

"I'm sure he's just hiding somewhere, he's such a baby about somethings..." Kaoru teases earning a smile and small laugh from Haruhi. They continue class quietly talking, taking notes and laughing with each other.

-In the Club Room-

"I'm not giving her up Tamaki! You don't know what I feel for her, I love her..." Hikaru yells throwing a vase full of red roses, Tamaki dunks his face settles into a concrete glare.

"You aren't good for her Hikaru! You think she is a toy for you to play with till you get bored and discard her! I'm not going to let you do that to my precious Haruhi!" Tamaki says shaking his head in anger, Haruhi was meant for him he thought but Hikaru knew better his eyes water and fist clench. Tamaki had just crossed his line and he refused to let him think that way quick and gracefully Hikaru took a step forward swinging his fist hitting Tamaki's cheek making him fall backwards landing on his back; for a moment he laid there confused then his cheek slowly started to bruise as Hikaru walks out he mutters under his breath.

"You don't deserve Haruhi, you idiot." Slamming the door behind him Tamaki sits on the floor feeling guilt overcome him.

"Hikaru... Still firey as always.... But, you aren't ready to be with anyone..." Tamaki whispers shaking his head smirking rubbing his cheek.