Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Ouran High School Host Club

Summary: 'Sequel to Luminescent' - The last story to the Strawberry Shampoo series. Thirteen years after Luminescent, the triplets and everyone else's kids are teenagers. Now it's their turn to take a hack at High school at Ouran. Don't think that their crazy train passed the drama. Even after so long, their past might just come back to hunt them.

Rating: Rated T for the overall story, but rated M for small parts in some chapters for foul language.

Velvetist

The whole bedroom was silent as the sun sneaked its way through the blinds, and the crack in the curtains. One of the figures that laid in bed grumbled into the pillows and turned over.

The other person, turned on her side to move further away on the other side of the bed. That of course irritated the other one so he rolled back to retrieve her.

"...Hika."

He snuggled his face into her hair, pulling her back closer to his chest. "No... I don't want to."

"But..." Haruhi groaned sleepily. "...Kototo's going to fall out of bed. And-"

"She's fine. She's laying sideways on my side."

"What time is it?"

"...Hmm, I dunno."

"...You need to get the kids out of bed. They need to get ready for school."

Hikaru took a deep breath, pulling the blanket over them more efficiently before turning his head to look over his shoulder to make sure that the baby really was on his side. She was, he turnd back around after making sure the blanket was over her.

He cringed in displeasure at getting up. "I don't have to go until later, and the kids are practically adults. Let them get themselves up."

"You know they wont."

"Because they're lazy."

"They get that from you."

"I'm not lazy."

"Look who wont get out of bed."

Hikaru grumbled, squeezing her tighter in his arms. "Fine..."

"Come on, old man."

"I'm not old. I just don't want to."

"...Fine, I'll race you down stairs."

"Nah I'm too old for that."

"I thought you just-"

"I'm not old, but I am limited."

She sighed. "Alright, move. don't wake the baby. she was up all night."

"I know, I was up with her."

She snorted, scooting away from her husband. She heard whimpering and she practically flew over him. He gasped and felt her lean over his stomach. "...I wish she'd sleep in her crib. She just doesn't like being alone."

Hikaru groaned, laying flat underneath her. "Yeah... You and me both. She kept me up all night."

"I don't think she likes being weaned."

"I don't blame her."

"..."

"..."

"Was that supposed to be sarcasm or are you being dirty?"

"...A little of both."

Thirteen years had passed since all the drama. A lot had happened. They were all married now, the former members of the host club. The all had kids, some of them even had unexpected children, namely... Hikaru and Haruhi, exactly a year and a half ago, they unexpectedly had an unplanned pregnancy.

A little after the triplet's sixteenth birthday, Haruhi came to Hikaru telling him she was pregnant. The first thing he did was give her a weird look and told her that she couldn't have told him that, twelve years ago when they talked about having another baby.

Unplanned yes, but the triplets weren't planned and that fact didn't make them any less special to the couple than the new baby did. And when it was born, Hikaru was more doting on her than he was with his first daughter.

Because Hanako wasn't what he thought she was going to be and he then put all his faith in their new baby, hoping she'd be the innocent, sweet daughter he originally planned on having.

While Hayato, Keito, and Hanako's names all sounded alike, Hikaru, after just two months of knowing about the baby, named her Kototo, and just like Hanako, she sad brown hair, but it was thicker and darker, and had dark bronze eyes like her daddy.

Kototo moved her body around, and her pacifier fell out of her mouth as she stuck her tongue out, looking at her father.

Hikaru rolled his eyes and just stuck it back in her mouth. "Oh look, thing one, two and three are already up."

The triplets all turned around as they stood in the large dinning room. The two younger ones looked back down at their phones, but Hayato raised his brow and leaned into his chair, tilting it backwards.

"I resent that nickname unless I'm thing one."

Hikaru shook his head. "Sure."

Hayato nodded and looked at his phone.

Their father looked down at them as he walked passed them and noticed that they were all on their phones. Keito was the only one with headphones in. Walking pasted his youngest son however, he stopped when something silver shined near his hair under the lighted chandelier on the ceiling. He stepped backwards and tilted his head in confusion.

"Keito?"

He didn't answer.

Hikaru sighed and moved his hair back, alarming the poo seventeen year old. Keito jumped a little in his seat and tugged his headphones down to rest around his neck.

Keito gave him a weird look. "What?"

"...Your hair is weird."

Keito rolled his eyes and sighed. "Whatever..."

"It's... darker."

"Yeah."

Hikaru tilted his head a little more, seeing that little something shine again. "...Um... What is that?"

Keito swatted his hand away. "Nothing. None of your business."

"...Is that an ear piercing?"

Hayato smirked, laying his chin on his hand. "You noticed."

Keito grumbled and turned his head. "Again, I'm not the daily news, quit touching me."

Hikaru, with Kototo sitting on his hip, gripping onto his shirt, he leaned in closer and pulled it. Making Keito gasped and cover her ear with his hand. "Ow! What?"

"...It's real..."

"Of course it's real! Really stuck to my face. Don't touch it."

Just then, Haruhi walked in dressed in her uniform, she tugged at the bottom hem of her suit skirt and adjusted her collar. She gave her family a strange eyebrow look before turning to the stove. "I'm not even going to ask today. Hikaru, leave them alone."

"But..." he muttered, his eyes narrowed as he continued to looked at his children, especially the one who decided to grow his hair out and pierce his face. "I don't understand."

Keito looked away, slumping his cheek down on his fist. "Hanako has a boyfriend."

Hanako looked away from her phone the second she heard her father gasp. "No I don't."

Hikaru looked between them and passed the baby off to Haruhi who was barely paying attention. She squeaked and grabbed Kototo before she fell to the floor.

Hikaru frowned, pinching his lips together tightly. "I'm too overwhelmed. One has a boyfriend, one's never had a girlfriend, and the other one is turning into the opposite gender."

Keito gasped, obviously offended. "This has nothing to do with wanting to be a girl, I-"

"Son, I'm sorry, but look at you."

"One piercing, it's a manly earing by the way."

Hayato looked a little purple from trying to hold in his laughter. Everyone turned to him, and he couldn't hold it. Keito glared as he listened to him and leaned back into his chair, crossing his arms.

"What're you laughing at? Don't make me point out all your faults."

Hayato wiped under his eyes. "Please, I'm perfect."

"You've never had a girlfriend, as dad said. Nor have you ever kissed anyone, or-"

"My relationship faults aren't on the same boat as you wearing jewelry."

"It isn't jewelry!"

Haruhi blinked, setting the baby on the floor. "What's not jewelry?"

Hikaru threw his arm out towards their youngest son, looking over dramatic in Haruhi's eyes s she turned around. "Your son wants to be a chick. Now, I'm not taking anything away from you with that, but Keito... Why?"

Keito shook his head and slipped his headphones back on, ignoring them all. Hanako puckered her lips and looked back down at her phone, not saying another word. Hikaru opened his mouth and pointed his finger towards her.

"Who are you texting?"

She slowly locked her phone and shook her head. "No one..."

Hayato shrugged, folding his arms behind his head. He was smirking. "For once, I have done nothing wrong."

This time Keito laughed. "Please, you're the one who broke the back door's window."

"Last week."

Hanako looked up. "You broke mom and dad's bedroom window."

"Three days ago."

"You broke one of the Victorian vases in the living room."

"Almost two weeks ago."

Keito hummed, biting his cheek. "You stole the sake that was in the cabinet, when dad told you not to touch it."

"..."

Hikaru gasped.

"I can explain!" Hayato held his finger up, pointing at his father as he sat up straight. "It... tasted horrible and I will never do it again."

Hikaru help his hand up to silence him, then pointed his finger. His mouth was open and he made a few strange facial expressions before he closed his mouth again. he closed his ahnd and clenched his fist, turning to Haruhi who just shrugged.

"He's a teenager Hikaru, I don't know what to tell you."

Hikaru opened his mouth again and turned to his son, but words were still having a hard time coming out of his mouth. "...I don't understand... what exactly I did wrong with you all... I would like you guys to explain to me, what exactly that thing was that... tipped you all upside down."

Hayato held his hand up way too enthusiastically.

He sighed. "...What, Hayato?"

"...We're just like you?"

"...What're you even doing here? Go to school." Hikaru's expression hardened. "Wait a minute... Where's your clothes?"

It took his parents until then to realize that Hayato wasn't wearing a shirt.

"I have decided that school isn't for me, and I'm not going." He said simply, smirking with a careless attitude as he leaned his chair back, stabilizing himself with his foot against the leg of the large table. "Which is why I didn't get dressed."

Haruhi watched as Hikaru ignored the three of them and picked Kototo off the floor. He moved his finger along the distance between his three older children and looked at Haruhi to say something.

She got the hint and looked at her son, smoothing her skirt as she stepped away from the sink. "Why aren't you going to school?"

"Because he got beat up yesterday at school..."

Hayato's mouth gaped open, turning to his brother. "...I thought that, that was just between us?"

Keito shrugged. "That's for making fun of-"

"What? your bling?"

"No, for making fun of my girlfriend."

"That doesn't mean you can just blurt that kind of stuff out. The guy is my business."

"Haruhi looked between them. "Hayato, you're getting beat up at school?"

"No!"

"The guy threw him over the table."

"I threw myself over the table."

Hanako spoke up. "That's not what it looked like from our angle. He was nice to you yesterday. Last week he threw you over the table."

Hayato breathed dramatically. "Okay, fine. I'll go to school. But I won't promise, that when I go there, I'll come back pleased. I don't like it there."

Haruhi looked over at Hikaru again, but his expression didn't seem readable. "Well... you don't have to go to school today if you don't want to. If there's someone bothering you-"

"No, no, no." Keito interrupted her, moving his hands. "Both parties are at fault for the bothering, Hayato's the only one who's getting beat up... the poor guy just doesn't have the physical skills to... fight back."

Hayato stood up, fixing his hair. "Maybe I just don't want to beat people up?"

"No, it's not that. I've seen you try to fight back... that got you thrown into the rose bushes over the edge of the gazebo in the courtyard."

Hanako nodded. "I was there that time, so was Asami. She was pissed at you for so long for messing up her crushes plants he worked on in the gardening club."

"I am so glad I have such nice siblings. You guys are the best."

"You know brother, that doesn't seem very sincere when you sound sarcastic."

"..."

"Stupid, Sakamo."

"We wouldn't be here if you hadn't have gotten into a fight with him. You have to learn to shut up once in awhile."

"Who's side on you on?"

"The right side apparently."

"I think Sakamo was asking for it."

"Exactly!"

"Hanako, please don't encourage him."

Hayato puffed out his chest and slammed his foot down on the head of the shovel he was using, pushing it into the ground, scooping up dirt, only to drop it down somewhere else on the ground with a plop.

Two months ago the triplets turned Seventeen, and over the years, Hayato's temper had gotten worse and his self restraint wasn't very good. His siblings had to take it upon themselves to be the more mature ones and tell him to shut up and to quit.

Hayato didn't always get beat up. Sakamo and him just never really liked each other. They had been having problems since middle school. At least back then though, Hayato wasn't on the baseball team. Baseball had made him more violent, but it also helped him relieve stress.

His temper was random and worse than his father's. No, he never got jealous, he just got angry easily. Which was probably just from stress, from failing a good portion of his classes and having to move classrooms because of the people he got into arguments with.

Hanako didn't think there was anything wrong with him, she just thought that he had sensitive nerves.

His purposely mussed, dark auburn hair shaped his face and ran down the back of his neck. He had it cut often so it wasn't so long, and only went half way to his shoulders. His bangs shadowed his eyebrows and unlike his brother, his hair was all natural.

Keito however, dyed his hair a few times to look darker. The hair-dye still hadn't washed out fully from the last time he dyed it, and it was a dark auburn, almost brown. His bangs were longer and were swept to one side most of the time. The front of his hair shaped his cheek bones but the hair in the back was slightly longer than his older brother's and almost reached his shoulder blades.

Keito was the one prone to wear more jewelry, including his new ear piercing on his right ear. It was at the top of his upper earlobe. It was small and barely noticeable if you weren't looking for it.

And no matter what Hikaru said about it, it didn't take anything away from his good looks. Hikaru was over dramatic when it came to his son's 'bling', but Keito had been having girlfriends none stop since the later years of middle school.

Mostly because of his passion for music and the ability to play everything he cold get his hands on.

His jewelry wasn't his choice though. His newest girlfriend liked the bad-boy look and thus he dyed his hair darker, wore darker clothes, and wore random accessories. a member of a band full of boys who dressed just like him, he wasn't getting any other influence.

Truthfully, he had his mother's vision and needed glasses, but wore contacts because glasses were stupid. But to him, when he got too much sun, the contacts were uncomfortable so most of the time he didn't even wear those.

Other than music, he couldn't sing, and he was only good in some classes, but Hayato couldn't do anything right and only played baseball. He wasn't really good a baseball either, but his siblings didn't want to mention that.

Hanako, with slightly darker brown hair than her mother and a slightly larger chest, looked somewhat like her still, but she was average in most of her subjects, and shared the same classroom of her older brothers.

Unlike how they were when they were younger, everyone could tell them apart. Years after being isolated in their own little circle of just the three of them, they had grown with different personalities and got other friends.

And Keito and Hanako no longer admired their older brother like they used to anymore, now they were only sympathetic towards him, always trying to stir him towards the right path.

Hanako though he needed a girlfriend, while Keito was sure he needed anger management.

Now, they were in the green house of Ouran, where all the students in the gardening club worked. Hayato had gotten into a fight with Sakamo yesterday and earned them all getting punished. Now they were stuck fixing the flower beds that were damaged during their little fight.

Unfortunately Keito interrupted them and got caught by the vice principal when he shoved Sakamo, so his brother could stand up after being shoved over. Hanako was standing near them, arguing with one of Sakamo's friends, so they all got in trouble.

Unfortunately that wasn't rare.

While their parents were two of the most popular people in school because of the Host club they were in, the triplets, their offspring, were three of the students who were part of the laughing stalk. Them, including everyone who they were around, meaning their cousins and their friends who were their parents friends children.

Asami kicked her feet as she sat on the edge of the gazebo, looking down at her friends working on the rose bushes. She chewed on her lip (a bad habit) balanced her phone on her palm.

The yellow shirt uniform that she hated with a passion brushed her legs as a wind picked up. Her tinted blond hair was pulled back a little with a pink headband and her bands were leveled and at the height of her brow. Her hair in the back went down passed her shoulders and reached her breastbone. She was the oldest out of their school group and hanged around the triplets almost as much as she did with anybody else, even if they didn't want her to.

She smirked and looked at Hayato. "You're lucky I didn't tell Mitsu what you did to you flowers he's worked on all week."

Hayato rolled his eyes, sticking his shovel into the ground, making sure it wouldn't move as he let go of it. "Tell your boyfriend, I'll fight him, too."

"Mitsu isn't my boyfriend yet." She argued, leaning closer, using her hands on the edge of the gazebo so she wouldn't fall forward into the thorn-induced flowerbed. "He's been home sick for two days, so he doesn't know. And his father is the head of the Kasanoda syndicate, so even if you did want to fight him, he'd beat you up."

Hayato grumbled, throwing his back against the wall of the gazebo and huffed out of his lips. "This is stupid. I'm leaving."

"You don't have practice for another hour, the principal said we're supposed to work here until we have to go to our clubs." Keito pointed out, leaning on his rake, looking up at Asami. "What're you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be taking those 'before college classes'?"

"Those are boring." She pouted. "Plus all my other friends are busy getting ready for university, so I have to hang out here with you guys."

"Don't make it sound like you have to be here."

"Well somebody has to make sure you guys don't run away when you're supposed to be working."

Hayato stuck his tongue out. "I'll leave when I want to."

"You're so immature."

Hanako looked down at her watch. "Forty more minutes... This is stupid. Why the garden? We couldn't have gone to clean the pool or something. This is so boring. I hate flowers."

Asami gasped. "This isn't stupid! Mitsu worked really hard on the flowers here. They're pretty."

"Considering I'm allergic to almost all of them, I have every right to say they're stupid."

"You just aren't immune to them yet."

Hanako looked away, tugging her fingers through her tangled hair she brushed earlier. Another thing she hated was brushing her hair, but it looked decent that morning until she had the wind blow it.

Keito looked at them all the fingered his piercing lightly. He winced from the sting, as he had only got it just recently. The alien feel of it on his skin was weird, but he didn't say anything about it. "Lets just not do it and say we did. We could pay one of the nerd to do this stuff."

Asami wanted to throw her shoe at his head. "You can't skip out! Fix what you messed up. The bushed are all smashed where Hayato landed on top of them, and the rose bush over there is crushed and half dead. You have to replace it."

Hayato leaned over and picked up a hand of dirt, throwing it at her. Asami squealed and covered her face. She glared and dusted off her uniform. "Stop it, or I won't come and hand around you guys anymore."

They all raised their eyebrow.

"You guys are so mean."

They looked away.

"Being the most popular girl in school, I don't understand why you want to be around us anyway." Hayato muttered under his breath, eyeing her weirdly and he tapped his shoe against the silver head of his shovel. "You do know that news paper club is going to be all over you for 'hanging out with us."

"Well I don't care. I'm only popular because guys think I'm hot."

"You're not really."

"Are you jealous, Hanako?"

"No. Your boobs are way too big.

Hayato and Keito looked away flustered as Asami covered her chest. "Well-... Unlike you, I've had plenty of boyfriends and they don't complain about anything."

"If I got a boyfriend, my dad would kill him and me."

Asami smirked, leaning back as he pulled her hair behind her ear. "My would too, but that's why I don't tell him."

Hayato shook his head ignoring both of them.

"Don't shake your head Hayato, you're jealous, too."

"I'd rather be single than date girls who keep secrets about me from their father. That makes everything worse, and I wouldn't want to be dead. I have goals in life, and I'd like to be able to achieve them."

"...Like?"

"...I don't know yet. They'll come to me."

Keito sighed, letting go of his rake. It fell to the ground and he dusted off his powder blue blazer. "Next time, I'm not helping you."

Hayato looked at him and only guessed that he was referring to him supposedly 'helping him with Sakamo'. He gave a fake laugh. "You didn't help me. You made it worse."

"You're so ungrateful, I may have saved your face. He looked like he wanted to punch you."

Hanako nodded. "And he hasn't done that before yet."

"It's because I'm a minor." Hayato grumbled, rubbing his foot into the ground. If he'd fight me like a man, it'd be different."

"If he fought you like a man Haya, we'd be going to your funeral tomorrow."

"He isn't that tough. He just like to toy with me. It doesn't help that dad makes fun of me for it." He retorted back, huffing his chest. "I mean, there's nothing worse than putting yourself down, to kiss girls feet and entertain them, treating them like princesses when in reality, they don't deserve two seconds of your time. Girls are ungrateful, and most only want your money, or your body. And in my case, it's both."

Their small group grew quiet and a few moments passed before Asami spoke up again.

"If it's all the same to you, Hayato, I don't want either from you, so-"

"Boo!"

"Eakk!"

Hayato turned around, looking at Asami weird, but as soon as he looked at her, her body came falling down on top of him as she slipped from the edge of the gazebo. He made a sound that didn't necessarily sound human as he fell on his back with her on top of him.

Keito raised his brow at them on the ground and looked up, seeing their cousins sitting right where Asami was at just moments before.

He looked away. "She flew a couple inches in the air that time..."

Kana snorted. "...Don't make out."

Hayato struggled to stand up, but Asami was on top of him. Her chest pressed up against his collarbone. He gasped and his cheeks darkened almost immediately. "A-Asami, get off..."

Asami looked down and quickly pressed her hands to his chest, pushing herself off. "Don't stare down my shirt!"

"I wasn't, you're on top of me!"

"You're such a perv, Haya."

"Get off me. You're heavy."

"And you're mean, I've been watching my calories!"

"..."

He didn't wait, and shoved her off of him anyway. "Ew, ew, ew..."

"I'm not ew!"

Yuki stepped up behind her sister and pushed herself up on the edge of the gazebo. "...Hayato, you did it again."

Hayato looked at his eldest cousin and glared, still on the ground. "I don't even want to talk about it."

"Our classmates were talking about you all morning today about what you did, they make fun of us because our cousin's stupid and weird."

"Well next time you want to be pushed off into a rose bush, I'll let Sakamo know."

Asami finally adjusted herself and stood up fixing her hair. "Maybe you should apologize to Sakamo and then he apologizes to you, and then all is well."

"The day I apologize to him, is the day I jump into a raging volcano strapped to a shark."

She grumbled, dusting the yellow skirt of her uniform off, free of dirt, still convinced her lower classmen tried to touch her. "I could push you instead."

Hanako looked back at her eldest brother, helping him up by offering him her hand. "Maybe we could avoid fighting all together."

"That doesn't get us nowhere."

"Neither does a broken nose."

Hayato rolled his eyes. "Are we done yet? I don't want to be here anymore.

Keito nodded, looking at his watch. "Yeah, I guess so."

Then, Hayato, Keito Hanako, Yuki and Kana shrugged and started to walk away. Asami looked over towards where they were walking an, then looked around and noticed that the ground was all dug up, flowers were smashed into the ground, and unplanted flowers were torn up and also squished. She gasped and looked back at them.

"You didn't even do anything yet!"

First chapter... Well it didn't come out quiet like I wanted it to, but... it just kept getting longer because I'm always unsure how to end a chapter. I guess I always have someone yelling at someone else at the end of every chapter. I dunno.

I have got like... thee biggest crush on Hayato right now, I don't know why. I just picture him to be really, really, good-looking. Keito looks nice too, don't be put off by his 'bling', he's in a band and he's very easily manipulated. He's good looking too. Lol I have pictures of what they basically look like on my deviantart profile. Please check them out if you're interested in that.

Yep... Asami has got a crush on Kassanoda's son. Hehehe. Sorry Tamaki.

Thank you for reading, like always. I promise the chapters after this will be much better and there will be more romance between Hikaru and Haruhi because obviously, I need romance with them or my world can't keep turning. :c

See you in the next chapter. :D