Haruhi walked into her apartment messing with her hair. It had finally grown the center of her back making her look more feminine. She of course had finally developed in 'other' area's as well. So she finally became an average 4th year student. It was around four o clock just when Ryojii should be getting home… "Dad?" She called through the building. "Hm…" She sighed plopping onto her small bed.
She flipped out her cell phone and proceeded to dial.
"Haruhi?" Her father's voice answered.
"Dad! Hey, where are you?"
"Sorry dear I have to work late tonight! Too-da-loo!" He chimed
Haruhi sighed again. It had two years since Tamaki had left Ouran Private Academy. Life was nothing short of dull and listless for everyone. The host club gradually faded into nothing. The six teens barely kept in touch anymore, except Haruhi and the twins of course. When Tamaki left, Haruhi was fine with letting everyone know her 'biological' gender.
Mori and Hani graduated a year after Tamaki left, and then Kyouya, which is basically why Haruhi and the twins were still close. They were all each other really had.
"What do I do now…?" She asked to no one.
I could call Hikaru and Kaoru…But lord knows what would happen if those two came over. She shuddered at the thought.
I could finally call Tamaki…
Haruhi mentally slapped herself. He left them because of his grandmother's disapproval. If she called him how much trouble would THAT cause?!
"Don't be an idiot NOW of all times." That was right…Graduation was only a week away. She, Hikaru, and Kaoru would all be graduating. The last three of the host club would be leaving Ouran.
And Haruhi was chosen to make a speech.
"Typical." She had said. People loved making her uncomfortable.
"I guess I could work on my speech." She complained.
She rolled off the side of her bed lazily when her phone buzzed in her hand.
"What now?" She groaned.
When she saw the number on the caller i.d. the phone was nearly crushed in her hand. Yuzuro Suoh.
Tamaki's father…?
"Hello?" Haruhi answered.
"Yes, Miss Fujioka, this is Yuzuro Suoh, Tamaki's father."
"Yes, hello." She greeted quietly.
"It has come to my attention that you're graduating next week. Am I correct?" He questioned in a matter-of-fact way that really peeved Haruhi off.
"Yes, that is correct." Keep composure…ask nothing about Tamaki. Ask NOTHING.
"Well, you remember my son Tamaki, correct? Tamaki Suoh?"
By now she was pacing angrily. Do I remember? DO I REMEMBER?!?! Ooh if he didn't hold my future in his sweaty sleezy hand I would cut him down with every profanity I know!
"I recall him yes." She replied through gritted teeth.
"Well, as you probably remember, his Grandmother was quite against the two of yours relationship. Well an unexpected tragedy has just recently occurred. My mother has suffered a fatal heart attack. A letter revealed Tamaki was strictly forbidden to become the heir to the Suoh family business. He is now free of all responsibility to restrict himself from you. Of course this was my mother and I will forever miss her presence, but her choices are for the best, and I shall give my son his freedom." He finished with an empty joy.
A long pause…
Bleak silence…
Awkward stillness…
"Miss Fujioka?" …. "Miss Fujioka!" He shouted.
Haruhi lay passed out on her bedroom floor.
"Wait! You can't be seen yet!" A voice whispered.
"I need to be here!" Another voice fought.
"Go! You can't be here when she wakes up!" Another whispered.
"But I just think- "
"GO!!" Voices shouted at once.
Haruhi's head spun. Too many voices.
"Shut up!" She commanded with as much venom in her voice that she could muster, which all in all wasn't that much.
"What happened?" She clutched her head.
"You were on the phone and you passed out on your bedroom floor Haru-chan!" A voice yelled.
Only one person ever…
"Hani-sempai?" She opened her eyes.
"How'd you know?!" The voice seemed awe-stricken.
"I only know one person who calls me Haru-chan." She smiled sitting up, delighted to see all of the hosts but the king.
The king…
Haruhi's eyes widened and she began to hyperventilate. "What's wrong?!" Hikaru shouted.
"Tamaki-sempai, Grandmother, heart attack, graduation!" She screamed.
"Calm down! We know! He's okay!" Kaoru laughed holding her shoulders.
She froze. Anger and confusion welled up in her.
"You know..?" Her voice was dangerously low.
Kaoru released her, and backed up as far as he could manage.
"Yeah…We found out…" Hikaru muffled out the last word in a series of coughs. Haruhi clutched the collar of his shirt and dragged him to eye level.
"When. Did. You. Find. Out." She spat.
He was sweating.
"Tell me." She commanded.
"Don't kill him Haruhi. Wait until he graduates." Kyouya sighed sitting in a chair in the corner.
How'd they get in my house?!
"We found out two days ago. We received specific instructions to let Yuzuro tell you himself." Kyouya seemed upset about this as well.
Haruhi looked pained. "When can I see him?" She asked.
The mood in the room tensed at her change in tone.
"We don't know." Mori broke the silence… (Irony)
"Oh…" Her voice cracked.
Tamaki listened outside her door, pain evident.
Just wait until Friday.