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Rising to the Challange	By : MzD Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 10500 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-Rising to the Challange
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Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club and I don't make any money from this story.

Well, sorry for the dodgy title, this is what I get for asking my
boyfriend to name one of my stories since I bugged him so much for
researching this fic. Just understand this was the better of three
other ruder ones that I could not bring myself to type. The man likes
puns....

Inspired by Kaitou Diri-Diri challenge/request.

Warning: This is done as a continuation from the end of the Anime
so there is spoilers.

Lime introduction.

Rising to the Challenge

The cold winds of November were finally starting to chill the air
and the warm Autumn was soon coming to an end. At Ouran Private High
School it was merely an excuse to stay inside and enjoy the Host
Club. Business was increasing after the Ouran festival. Fangirls were
smitten with how cute Haruhi looked in a dress and dancing with all
the members. Most notably the King of the Host club Tamaki Souh.

“Oh my gosh it's so 'moe' the way he stares into his eyes!”
One girl gushed as she looked over the memorial picture book she had
just purchased at a special set discount price.

Her friends agreed and squealed the same 'moe' word. Haruhi
watched the fangirls and cringed, she hated the word now and still
didn't know exactly what it meant.

“Honestly...” She sighed and turned away only to be
confronted with the Host Club's unofficial Manager who had just risen
from her platform.

“Ah! Haruhi-Kun!” Renge said in a shrill voice. “I
hope you had fun at the Festival!” She held out the Memorial
booklet, dangling a few particular pages featuring the disguised girl
and Tamaki.

“Um... yeah I did Renge-Chan thanks for asking.”
Haruhi blushed trying not to think about what she did. It all seemed
like a dream and now everything was back to the way it was, as if
they had all woken up and it was all a nightmare. Well... almost. She
still felt a little awkward around Tamaki even though she had told
him he was important to the club. She couldn't clear the image of him
going away with the French girl Eclaire. In some way it still stung
and she couldn't put a finger on what she was really feeling.

“I just wanted to talk about this idea I have for further
developing your character,” Renge said snapping her out of her
self reflection.

“What?”

“You see I was mesmerised by your performance at the
Festival.” Renge babbled her eyes sparkling. “None of the
girls have stopped talking about it, the sensations our hearts felt
can't quite be brought to words!”

Haruhi nodded, but didn't really follow Renge's chain of thought.

“I want our club to have the full range of boy love and
there's one very important one missing!”

“We're missing something?” Haruhi asked completely
lost.

“Yes, a Senior and a Junior or a Sophomore and Junior
coupling!” Renge cried. “We need a boy that needs
guidance from his sempai and find himself taken over by the fiery
passion of love!”

Haruhi stared blankly, she didn't like where this was going at
all. “What does this have to do with me?”

Renge threw an arm round Haruhi and pointed to the King who was
entertaining a flock of girls. “There is a passionate prince
that will guide the poor pauper of a scholar student and take him
under his wing.”

“Eh?” Haruhi said not noticing that a spark in the
background that had hit Tamaki. He could smell the drama.

“To be so lost in a rich world, you need a Sempai to guide
you, show you the way to open your shy virgin heart!” Renge
continued. Love hearts were starting to spin around her.

“Oh so wonderful!” Tamaki exclaimed and prized Haruhi
from Renge's grip into his own tighter grasp. “Haruhi, do not
fear your Sempai will guide you in the ways of life, the universe and
of course LOVE!”

A enormous cry erupted from the crowd.

Haruhi blushed furiously and tried to pull herself out of the
octopus style hug. “Sempai!”

Roses surrounded Tamaki and he bent down to stare into Haruhi's
eyes. “What is it my little one?”

“I can't breath... you're crushing me.”

The mood was ruined and Tamaki turned very pale, he went into the
corner to sulk. The corner of woe welcomed him and hid him in the
shadows.

“This is no good,” Renge moaned, “We're going to
have to work on this a little more Haruhi-Kun!”

“But I'm fine the way I am!” Haruhi said getting
annoyed.

The fangirl manager wasn't listening and poked the sulking 'King'
in the back. “Tamaki-Sempai, this is not good. You should be
strong not pouting.”

“Father is hated by his own child!” Tamaki sobbed.

Renge stood backwards in horror. “WHAT!”

Tamaki turned his large eyes towards Haruhi. “Say sorry to
Daddy!”

“For what?” Haruhi said. “And you're not my
father!”

“Exactly what's wrong!” Haruhi shouted. “I
already have a childish father I don't need another one!”

“This isn't doing anything for me...” Renge sighed.
“Tamaki-Sempai, this nonsense of Father and Child roleplay must
stop now.”

“Huh?” Tamaki sniffed.

"It is not sexy when you refer to yourself as father, it's
only icky old perverted men that do that!" Renge snapped. "I
want lonely solace that can only be filled by the meeting of another
soul!"

Tamaki listened intently, believing every word. The world seemed
to swirl round him as the Chinese character for father shattered in
his head. Behind the broken symbol stood Haruhi smiling as the ground
beneath her fell away and she raised her arm. It was like that time
on the bridge when she was falling, her hand outstretched.

His face grew redder and sparkles began dancing around him as he
was lost in the fantasy.

The real Haruhi rolled her eyes and tried to sneak away, the drama
was getting too much for her. Renge however had seen the movement and
pulled Haruhi by her arm.

"This is your soul mate, you are boys from different worlds
yet you find you both have the same understanding of each other!"
Renge held her arm up in a pose. Haruhi bent her head down and wished
the crazy girl would let go.

"Really Renge-Chan, this is too much..." Haruhi moaned.

"Ah, it matters not, I will return tomorrow to see how the
progress is going." Renge sighed. "Tamaki-Sempai, promise
me you are no longer considering yourself this beautiful boy's
father!"

Tamaki blinked in shock his face flushed. His daydream of
embracing the falling Haruhi falling back into his memories.

"Promise me!" Renge pushed Haruhi closer to Tamaki.
"Look into the eyes of this pure boy and state you are not his
father! That you as his Sempai will look after him and guide him."

Haruhi tried to get away but she felt her blood rushing to her
head. Tamaki was giving her his most dramatic look, she gulped and
steadied her stomach for the onslaught of poetry or something just as
nauseating.

"I...I declare myself not to be Haruhi's f-father."
Tamaki stuttered. “Y-Your Sempai will look after you Haruhi...
I will protect you.”

Haruhi saw the red cheeks of her friend and realized he was really
into it. He wasn't acting up or trying to fit into whatever role he
thought he should be.

Renge let the girl who she thought was a boy go and laughed
excitedly. “Yes, like that!” She cried out. “I will
return tomorrow to help your training!”

Her high pitch "Oh ho ho ho Adieu!' echoed as she returned to
her platform and it began lowering into the ground. Haruhi gawped she
was always surprised when the Third Music room appeared to have an
extra gadget that it technically shouldn't.

Haruhi stood up and wondered if she should get back to work. But
as she looked round she realized that the rest of the clientele had
begun to leave.

"Has it really been that long?" Haruhi retorted to
herself. The Host Club was closing and she could see her friends
saying goodbye to the last stragglers. "Guess I should be going
back home too for some study."

"Haruhi!" Tamaki whispered. His face was still red and
his knees pushed against his chest.

"Yes Sempai?" Haruhi said gently. The older boy didn't
seem to be sulking now but he was still in the position. Something
had to be either wrong or there was going to be some twist where he
spontaneously hugged her. Haruhi prepared herself for what could
come. "What's wrong with you?"

"Um...can you stay with me a little while...."

"What do you mean?" Haruhi asked. This had to be a new
technique she assumed.

"Just keep talking to me." Tamaki mumbled.

"Why? I have study to do."

"No reason...."

"Sempai, if there's no reason then I can go." Haruhi
sighed, getting annoyed.

"There is a reason... it's just I can't say it."

"Why not?" Haruhi asked.

"It's embarrassing... and there's still people here." He
said.

“Haruhi!” The twins said in unison. They had noticed
that the girl was still talking to Tamaki. One twin stepped to the
right and the other to the left sandwiching Haruhi between them. “Is
the Lord being weird with you?”

“No, not really.” Haruhi lied, he was but it wasn't
the usual perverted weird.

“Hmmmm..?” They gave Tamaki a stare but he kept his
eyes to the floor, his face still red. “Looks weird to us...”

“Well, maybe a little.” Haruhi admitted. “But I
think I'll stay and find out what's wrong. He might be catching a
cold or the flu.”

Hikaru looked a little hurt at Haruhi but tried to brush it off.
He flicked his hand over Haruhi's check. “Aren't you scared
you'll catch it too?”

“If it happens we can look after you.” Kaoru offered.

The twins leaned in closer, pressing their faces against Haruhi's.
Their eyes turned to see the King's expression. He wasn't paying
attention to them. Tamaki was still hunched up and staring at the
floor.

“I'll be fine...” Haruhi chocked feeling
claustrophobic.

“We could play doctors and patient.” The twins said.
They weren't speaking to Haruhi now but directing their speech
towards Tamaki.

There was still no reaction.

“Boring...” They released Haruhi and wandered off,
disappointed that they couldn't wind up Tamaki. Haruhi watched them
go and then bent down to check her senior.

“You look hot Sempai.” Haruhi said, this caused a
squeak from Tamaki who thought she meant something else. “You
must be coming down with a fever.” The girl touched his temple
and found it to be a little hot and sticky. Again Tamaki made little
mouse noises and turned away.

“I-I don't think it's the flu.” Tamaki said in a high
voice. He closed his eyes and tried not to think. Ever since the
moment Renge had pushed Haruhi close to him, his body had reacted in
a surprising way. This had never happened to him in public before,
behind closed doors and in the privacy of his own room, yes. But to
get a n erection in the Host Club of all places was unheard of for
him. Tamaki thought he had expert flirting manners with the ladies
and it never caused this kind of reaction.

He had only promised that he would look after the girl, it wasn't
like she was wearing a revealing outfit. Haruhi was just dressed in
her ordinary boys' uniform. He quickly glanced to the girl who was
still watching him with concern.

'She looks so cute when she's worried,' he thought an image of her
by his sickbed nursing him back to health. The scene quickly changed
as Haruhi's ordinary clothes became a very short nurse's outfit.

“Don't worry Sempai, I'll look after you!” Nurse
Haruhi said brushing her gentle hand across his face.

“Oh Haruhi, I feel like I am dying...” Tamaki
groaned.

“No, I will never let that happen Sempai.”

“It may be too late...” Tamaki raised his hand to
the ceiling. “I can see a light...”

“SEMPAI!” Haruhi pushed her whole body against him.
“Stay with me Sempai! Don't leave me!”

“Sempai...” Haruhi said angrily. She could tell he had
drifted into another fantasy. She pulled at his jacket and brought
him back to reality. This made Tamaki hug her as he still had his
daydream in his head.

“Don't worry Haruhi, I'll never leave you!” He gasped
embracing the girl.

It was Haruhi's turn to gasp as she
pushed him off her. Tamaki had returned to normal she guessed but
something about the hug bugged her.

“SEMPAI!”

Tamaki stopped, realizing he was not in
control of his body and turned quickly. He didn't want Haruhi to
know, he hoped she hadn't felt it.

“S-Sorry, I got carried away....”

“You can say that again.” Haruhi huffed. She stood up,
he was fine. A little nuttier than usual but nothing bad.

“Haru-Chan!” Hunny called over to her. “Are you
staying or do you need a lift?”

“I'm fine, I think Tamaki-Sempai is getting the flu
though...”

“Oh!” Hunny gulped, “Eating cake will do wonders
for keeping the flu away.”

“I think that is only you,” Mori said to his cousin.

“Really?” Hunny said disappointed. “Well... how
about I eat the cake for Tama-Chan and give him my good vibes!”

“Ah,” Mori grunted agreement picking the short boy up.
“If you think that will help.”

“Get well soon Tama-Chan, we're going now!” Hunny
waved. “Don't get sick either Haru-Chan!”

Haruhi nodded and waved to her friends.
“Really Sempai, it's getting late...” She said to the
still sitting boy.

“I can't get up yet.” Tamaki stated, his eyes looking
at the floor. 'Okay, I can do this.' He thought to himself. 'I can
beat the beast back into the den!' He tried to picture in his vivid
imagination the most unsexiest thing ever.

His grandmother appeared, the wrinkled and cruel face stared
down at him, her kimono loosening. 'Filthy child...'She hissed, 'I
will only accept you if you are able to stare at my naked form and
worship me.'

Tamaki grimaced, it was working. He could feel bile rising up
and his member shrinking.”Yes Grandmother,” He obeyed. He
looked up, the tie round her waist was slipping off and wrinkled
flesh began to appear. He balled his fist determined to look and help
himself regain composure. A cold breeze whispered past and he felt
like he was going to be sick. The vision of his naked grandmother was
the most hideous thing he had ever imagined.

'This is for Haruhi,' he reminded himself.

“NO! Don't look Sempai!” A girl yelled.

Tamaki turned to see Sailor Haruhi in a cute and very short
cosplay outfit.

“In the name of Love I will Punish YOU!” Haruhi
said pointing at his naked grandmother who was turning into a wrinkly
dragon.

“Foolish girl!” Dragon Grandmother roared. “The
boy is MINE!”

“No, my love will free him!” Sailor Haruhi shouted,
“Love Love BEAM!”

The Sailor Scout lookalike fired a giant pink energy blast from
her wand. It hit the dragon exploding in a shower of stars and
hearts. The monster screamed in agony and withered into a pile of
ash.

“Haruhi!” Tamaki said in amazement. “You
saved me!”

“It's only because I love you Sempai,” The girl
explained. “I want to use my powers to protect the world and
you,”

“Oh Haruhi!”

“Oh Sempai!”

They embraced and drew near each other getting ever closer for
the climatic kiss.

“Oh Haruhi!”

“SEMPAI, not again!” The girl yelled as she was
glomped by a delusional Tamaki.

“Your love love beam saved me!”

“My what?” Haruhi asked, it was worse than she thought
he had caught a fever. Then she felt an strange lump. “Sempai,
your hipbone's digging into me.”

“Ah!” Tamaki leapt back, realizing he was giving
himself more problems. He hadn't noticed that what had started as a
mild lump had turned out to it's full size.

“You can go if you like...” Tamaki said in a hushed
voice as he returned to curling up in the corner.

“No.”

Tamaki looked up confused.

“No, I won't go, that would make me feel guilty.”
Haruhi said, “If you get sick and fall down I would feel bad.”

“Oh...” Was all Tamaki said he was trying hard to beat
back his imagination that was trying to make another scenario.

“I don't understand what's wrong Sempai.” Dream
Haruhi said, her boys' uniform changing into a girls' yellow dress.
“Tell me, so I can help.”

“Please leave me, your presence only makes it worse.”
Tamaki breathed his head turned looking out to sea as they had
miraculously transported to the seaside. “I'm not sick, my
sweet Haruhi.”

“Not sick?” Dream Haruhi asked grasping her hands.

“No, my love for you has taken a strange turn to the
more... dare I say perverted side.” Tamaki turned his head hand
poised in a pose. “Let me watch the sea it should sooth my
stormy mind.”

“I know something more soothing...” Dream Haruhi
whispered sitting opposite him. Her sparkling innocent eyes filled
with admiration.

“What my beloved Haruhi?”

“My first kiss with a boy...”

The cherry lips moved closer to his. Tamaki relaxed his mouth
and lifted her chin so he could stare longingly at her face.

“I need you to stay with me Sempai!” Haruhi said as
she dodged Tamaki's dream lunge.

Tamaki groaned as he hit the floor. His
daydreams were getting more out of control. It had to be because of
his erection. If it continued like this he would have to resort to
relieving himself. “It's okay just go...” He crawled on
the floor his hands wedged between his legs hiding the lump.

“No it's not, let's get you up to the couch at least,”
Haruhi sighed. 'He really looks like he's in agony...'

“It's... it's just a cramp.” Tamaki tried to reassure
her but Haruhi stubbornly pulled on his arm. The boy sat up a little
but kept bent over to hid his uncontrollable erection. He walked
awkwardly one step at a time till he reached the couch. He rolled
away from Haruhi mumbling his thanks.

“I think I should get the school nurse.” The girl
said. “We can't leave you like this.”

“I'll be fine, this happens every once and a while. I just
need some time to get better.”

“You get stomach cramps? You never mentioned before.”

“Haruhi it's not...”

“So there you are Tamaki,” Kyoya said writing
something down on his notebook. “You left a few customers
waiting, what happened.”

“Kyoya-Sempai,” Haruhi said relieved. “I can't
convince him to go to the nurse, Tamaki-Sempai is ill.”

“That is bad.” Kyoya examined the flushed face of
Tamaki who was staring at the back of the couch and avoiding all eye
contact. “Will you be fine for tomorrow?”

“Yes...” Tamaki groaned. “I just need some
rest...”

“I see well that's fine.” Kyoya smiled. “We
won't loose profits then. Make sure he gets well soon Haruhi.”

“Wait, you're leaving!” Haruhi shouted, angry at the
cold hearted reaction.

“There's nothing I can do.” Kyoya shrugged.

“But doesn't your family own it's own hospitals, we could
get a doctor to come...”

Kyoya patted Haruhi on the head. “It'll be fine, if Tamaki
says he only needs some rest then that's all he needs.”

“But, but...” Haruhi tried to object but Kyoya was
walking away.

“Don't worry,” Kyoya reassured her. “It all will
work out, it's only human nature after all. Nothing at all wrong with
our King.”

The Shadow King gave a faint smile as he closed the door his eyes
lingering on Haruhi. He was sure the girl would work it out
eventually, she was smart but there seemed to be a blind spot where
boys and emotions lay. It was obvious to him that after the incident
with Eclaire that Haruhi was in love with the overreacting fool. In a
way it hurt but he tried to not think about that. Tomorrow he would
find out if anything had happened. They both had such very readable
faces.

Tamaki cursed under his breath as he heard the door close. His
friend was abandoning him in this embarrassing situation. He could
tell by the way he said 'it's only human nature' 'Kyoya knew!'
He hit his head in frustration against the couch.

“Sempai!” Haruhi sat down beside him, “Just tell
me what's wrong. It's not stomach cramps, is it?”

Tamaki shook his head his face still
red.

“Then just tell me,” Haruhi snapped. “Even if
it's something as embarrassing as soiling yourself, I won't think any
less of you.”

Tamaki sat straight up as if lightening
had struck him. “NO IT'S NOT THAT!” He positioned himself
opposite that. “How could you think I could do that!”

“Well... you're acting really strange... it was just an
example.” Haruhi said in a low voice. He appeared be getting
better all of a sudden. “Is it just some act to get me to stay
Sempai?”

“No, I wasn't acting!” Tamaki pleaded, all of a sudden
seeing Haruhi stand up and look like she was going to leave got him
in a panic. He hugged her from behind his neck bending down to her
ear. “I just had something I couldn't control that's all. Thank
you for staying with me.”

Haruhi felt her face get hotter, just when she thought he was
being an overdramatic idiot that he would remind her how completely
sincere he was. She moved to pinch his hand to get him to release her
but something bumped against her bottom. She analysed the way he was
holding her, there was no way that could be a hip bone.

She moved her mouth wanting words to come out but it was
impossible. 'What can you say...?' Her practical mind searched for
something, anything to say in the silence. Tamaki noticed she was
tensing up and stood back. Haruhi had to have noticed, that was the
only reason she wasn't saying her usual dead pan line.

He went back to the couch and hugged his knees up. “So...
now you know what's wrong you can go.”

“Wh-When did it happen?” Haruhi stuttered.

“Ever since Renge made me make that promise...” Tamaki
confessed. “There was just something that snapped inside when I
said it and you looked so cute watching me and and... I guess my
imagination didn't help...and I get all goofy around you... and...”
He mumbled his words under his breath, 'She's probably going to run a
mile from me now. That's what girls do when it gets too awkward.
Either that or she hugs me close and..' He had a short vision of a
shocked yet slightly aroused Haruhi moving her hands over his body
and down further. He breathed deeply and tried to focus on reality,
Haruhi was still looking down at him her face flushed. 'If anything
this would be a test for her love.'

“I guess, it can't be helped...” Haruhi said sitting
next to him her common sense taking over. “You are only 17
after all, I bet these things happen all the time.”

“Not to me...” Tamaki sulked. He didn't enjoy how
Haruhi wasn't embracing him or running out the room. “How can
you be so accepting of this! I forbid you to do this to any other guy
he will take advantage of your naïvety!”

“Are you playing father again?” Haruhi teased. “What
happened to your promise?”

“Fathers don't get erections from looking at their
daughters...” Tamaki stated turning even redder. He was finding
even a teasing Haruhi cute.

Haruhi smiled and reached down to his hand. “I prefer not
being your daughter.”

His eyes shifted to glance at her nervously. 'Damnit she's so
cute, she's beautiful...' He moved closer to her and rested his head
on top of hers.

“You know Sempai if anyone were to walk in right now they
might think we're gay,” Haruhi laughed not caring.

“Hmm...” Tamaki moaned as he breathed in her smell.
“Then you should dress more as a girl...”

“I like being a host, it's fun.” Haruhi said, trying
to ignore her racing heart. “I like everyone in the Host Club,
without it I would just be studying and wouldn't have any friends
here.”

“Hmm... then we'll just have to be gay then...” He
lifted her head up and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

“Sempai...” Haruhi gasped.

“Tamaki... or whatever cute name you want to call me.”
He said dragging her onto his lap. “T-Chan or King of my
heart.”

“I'll stick with Tamaki.” Haruhi replied dryly.

He kissed her again lightly petting her cheek. He had kissed girls
like this before and held them but this was Haruhi. She made his
heart beat faster as she returned his kiss with a shy one of her own.

“So what happens now?” Haruhi asked.

“Um... stay with me till it goes down?” He pleaded. “I
just want to hold you.”

She felt the lump as he shifted to get more comfortable and closer
to her. Haruhi felt a slight curiosity towards what an erection
looked like but she tried to hold those thoughts in. 'Curiosity
killed the cat,' she reminded herself. She wrapped her arms around
him and closed her eyes. Her heart was thumping loudly against her
chest. She mildly thought of her responsibilities, she should be
going home to study and cook dinner but she tried not to focus on
them.

The two teenagers sat on the couch hugging while the sun set
behind them. Both waiting for the lump that had somehow brought them
together to go back to normal. There were going to be in for a long
wait.

000

Next chapter the lemon!

Author's Note: Well, there it is my first Ouran High School Host
Club fanfiction. I love Tamaki and Haruhi, they're just so right for
each other. She's so sensible but he's a spontaneous extrovert, it
just works. Anyway I wanted to write them getting together properly
and here it is in a challenge story.

If I had the pick of the male harem I'd choose Mori, (the wild
ones work for me) but I guess my second choice would be Tamaki. I
have a weakness for goofy idiots.

So look forward to the second part as Renge furthers her plans and
Tamaki and Haruhi try to hide their secret. Oh yeah and did I
mention, lemon?
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