Hey everyone! It's been a little bit, but I have my own original inspiration finally! It is going to be cutesy probably, so don't hate me too much, k?
Anyway, I hope you all enjoy, feel free to review and everything, and I'm all up for challenges, so if there's something you want to see in my story just let me know and as long as it doesn't work against my storyline, like saying to change who the people will be, I'll find a way!
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Chapter 1 Goodnight, sweet prince
Haruhi was doing her best not to cry. It took stronger nerves than she thought she had, but it was indeed best for everyone in the end.
"Divorce granted." The judge handed them the papers to sign and Tamaki did so with flourish, but the light didn't quite reach his eyes. Even Haruhi knew this was killing him, but it needed to be done.
She just had to keep telling herself that.
She was now a twenty four year old lawyer, spending every night alone. Her husband, until today, had spent only three nights of the last 365 with her. She was tired of being alone. She was tired of being left behind and unhappy.
And she was also quite tired of 'Isabelle'.
She signed the paper, now more angry than sad at the situation. Tamaki's new secretary had been with him nearly ever night she wasn't, and on more than one occasion Haruhi had found things, underwear in his pocket, the light up display on his cell saying 'ILY baby' and finally he admitted he had been sleeping with her for most of their marriage.
That night she moved into the Haninozuka estate. She had become a lawyer for the Ootori corporation and was actually moving along quite well in her job. Her mother would have been proud.
Her father, though, would not have been. It had been a horrible struggle for him to live as long as he did, but on his deathbed he asked Haruhi to never hold a facade, and to make sure she was happy, even if it meant a temporary pain, and that's what this was.
She sighed wistfully, thinking of the cancer from the smoking and emphysema from working too long in a bar with smoke. He laughed before he passed away, complaining that she never did give him a grandchild.
She didn't have the heart to tell him her ovaries had been malformed and she rarely produced eggs, therefore if she ever got pregnant it would be a miracle. It took a lot of work to discover, and Haruhi had a feeling that this was part of the reason Tamaki had moved on.
She looked up at the judge as he sighed, standing.
"Good luck to you both." Haruhi turned to walk from the room, not missing Tamaki ask if Isabelle wanted to go to the family registry to have her added. He was getting married on the day of his divorce.
She sighed as she stepped into the sunlight and watched as a limo pulled up to receive her. She may have divorced Tamaki, but the life insurance policies the hosts had taken out on her father had been stashed away just in case. She wasn't going to curb her lifestyle now due to one setback.
She held up her chin as she stepped into the car.
"Handled like an Ootori employee down to the last second." She heard from beside her as she closed the door before the sobbing started. She was surprised to feel arms around her that second, and looked up to see Hani, Mori, the twins and Kyoya all around her, hugging her, except Kyoya, who looked on with a sad smile.
This was a rift the rest of the men couldn't handle, and Tamaki had been removed from their cellphones two days after the affirmation of his betrayal. They gathered and all removed the number together. If he needed them, he could work through their secretaries.
"I hope you don't mind, I know you've been looking for an apartment and I've found a rather decent one. With the situation being what it is, and you are my valued employee, I've taken the liberty of purchasing the apartment for you. I'll also give you an allowance for furniture and bills until you're ready to keep the place."
Hani looked over, surprised for a moment before nodding. Haruhi was an independent soul and didn't like living at someone else's expense.
"Thank you." She looked over at him with red rimmed eyes, her cheeks pink from her tears and he frowned. He didn't like seeing her cry, he could never stomach it.
"We can go shopping for furniture then!" The twins grinned, hugging Haruhi close and she nodded.
"That sounds nice." She leaned against Hikaru and sighed, ridding herself of the urge to cry. They could usually keep it at bay, the group that surrounded her now. Hani had grown taller in the last few years, and actually reached a height of 5 foot 9 inches. He'd been teaching her martial arts and letting her beat her frustrations into a punching bag, which she didn't realize how much she needed til she had started. Now it had become habit, the whole situation taking almost six months. She had learned quite a bit, and had lost that androgynous look she'd had in high school. She was now, definitely and unmistakably, a woman.
They pulled up to a shop the boys had suggested and went in. Haruhi looked over couches and chairs, trying to decide what would look best from the pictures Kyoya had shown her. She decided, chose kitchen utensils and gadgets, had picked towels, but couldn't bring herself to even look at the beds.
Kyoya frowned, knowing he hadn't known everything except what Haruhi and Tamaki told him. Haruhi's rendition of the situation was little more than "Sometimes things don't work out. Sometimes things work better with your secretary." She added the last part with animosity, which caused Kyoya to call Tamaki to find out what had happened when he had told him. "I found someone that was a better match for me. Haruhi means the world to me, but I can't decide who I need to keep."
Kyoya made that decision for him.
"You broke her heart. Did you start sleeping with your secretary? Is that why your wife, one of my best friends, is sitting in a dojo with bloody hands and crying her eyes out? Because you followed your pecker to newer pastures?"
"Isabelle can do one thing that Haruhi can't, and it's one thing I actually need. I love Haruhi, but I can't ignore this."
"Then don't call her back. Don't break her heart any more than you already have. Don't change your mind, and don't call me back either." With that Kyoya hung up and hadn't talked to the blonde since.
That was the day Hani called them all and told them something had happened to her, but he wouldn't say what til they got there.
"They broke up." He exclaimed as Kyoya had walked through the door. Hani looked lost, like the fabric of reality was unraveling before his eyes. He never would have thought, every time they saw the couple they were happy and smiling. No one had ever expected things like this.
Kyoya frowned as he walked into the dojo to find her, blood freely flowing from her battered knuckles, red tinting the bag that hung beside her. She cried for a year's worth of lonely nights, two years of not being touched in a way she'd needed from her husband. For all the worry and fear she'd held in her heart every time she saw him smile when talking to the busty redhead.
She'd barely spoken, save those two sentences, and Kyoya, thinking maybe she was just over reacting, or misunderstanding, called to confirm.
He honestly wasn't expecting those words from Tamaki's mouth.
He didn't expect to be standing behind the woman as she stared heartbroken at the beds before her.
"If you don't choose, I will." He stated flatly, but enough to make her nod and move forward.
She finally chose one, and Kyoya had to smirk. It was the same set he had.
Kyoya set the delivery and sighed as he patted her on the back. "Let's go get a bite to eat, ne?"
"Yeah!" Kaoru grinned. His brother finished the thought. "We can go to Hani's new restaurant!"
"You bought a restaurant?!" Haruhi turned to the man beside her as he nodded.
"I know you've been out of the loop, but he's been ranting about it for a while." Hikaru frowned.
"You have been too cooped up in that mansion, and haven't gotten to spend enough time out. The only one you ever see is that one." Kaoru pointed with a distasteful look towards Kyoya, who frowned.
She hadn't been talking to the other hosts either? He'd gotten the occasional call from her, but it was almost always business related. They'd barely spoken.
As they piled back into the car the twins twirled around her and hugged her. "We missed you, little sister."
"I missed you too." She smiled honestly for the first time that day and Kyoya frowned.
She'd alienated herself. He didn't like that one bit. He figured she'd just hung out with the twins now, since they'd all been so close in high school, but once he thought about it he realized she'd gone to Hani's house. Maybe they had remained in touch.
But Hani and Kyoya had talked about a year ago and he remembered the past-loli stating he'd missed her.
He looked out the window to avoid looking at her with the guilt he'd felt right then.
They should have called her too. Not just her calling them. They needed to establish those lines, so she could talk and vent, and have fun. If she had only been around Tamaki and her coworkers, what kind of life was that?
He sighed as they pulled up to the restaurant. He sent a massive email to the office, excluding Haruhi, and told them not to mention it to her. He asked their opinion of the girl.
He'd check it before bed. Haruhi was surprised it wasn't a cake shop. They did indeed have them, but it was an actual restaurant.
They placed their orders and chatted, catching up on what's happened since high school, talking about future endeavors, and in general just having fun.
Until dessert came, it had been a great time, til they heard someone talking quite loudly from the next room.
Tamaki's voice rang out through the building. "Everyone, let's toast! I just got married!" He cheered and Haruhi glared at the ice cream sundae before her, appetite lost.
She stood and walked towards the door, surprised when the hands of the twins encircled her.
"Go finish your dessert, I'll just wait outside. I need a minute alone." She mumbled and walked away, leaving the dejected twins behind her, but at the same time they understood.
He'd just gotten married? Three hours ago they picked Haruhi up from the divorce! He'd had another woman he'd proposed to in the six months since she'd left? On the way back they heard him talking.
He had a beautiful baby girl, and she was four months old. Hikaru was ready to attack when Kaoru frowned, taking his shoulder. He shook his head and lead his brother to the table.
"She said she wants to be alone, and guess what? Tono-baka apparently has a four month old baby girl." Hikaru spat upon returning to the table.
Kyoya stood and walked out, handing his laptop to the driver of the car Haruhi was leaning against, looking at the sky. He wasn't sure she even realized he was there.
This was enough.
He walked back into the building and heard the talk, his girl just started rolling over, and was smiling all the time. He looked at the wedding band on the hand of the boy that faced away from him. Tamaki informed the people at the table he just discovered last week their second little one was on the way. Kyoya wanted so desperately to strangle him, to see the light leave his eyes.
He deserved to suffer.
Kyoya returned to the table, his hands shaking at his sides and the twins scooted away from him.
They'd never seen Kyoya this angry.
"I can't bring myself to hit him. He has a baby, he has the family he wanted, another baby on the way, and she's left with nothing but memories." He gritted his teeth, letting out his stress by smashing the table before him.
Tamaki rounded the wall and grinned. "You shouldn't be so disruptive in public!" He chirped before realizing who was at the table. His eyes widened, seeing five sets of furious eyes on him and six plates at the table.
Kyoya stood and grabbed the collar of the boy before him and yanked his arm back to deliver a blow at the face before him, but Mori grabbed his elbow, and Hani jumped between them to yank them apart.
Hani was in shock that it was such a struggle, Kyoya had been working out.
The twins jumped in and pulled Kyoya back, rage seething from him, almost visible in the room around them.
"Kyoya, what a surprise!" Tamaki stepped back, swallowing hard and trying to figure out what he'd done to encounter this side of the man before him. He was racking his brain for a way to diffuse the situation.
"You have a four month old baby girl, you and Haruhi have only been apart for six months. You said you'd cheated on her, but for how long?" His eyes showed this was NOT a rhetorical question. He wanted answers.
"About two years til today. The divorce was finalized, I'm married, I'm not cheating anymore."
"Til you get bored with this one too." He gritted his teeth again and lunged, almost breaking past Hani.
Tamaki realized there was nothing he could do to calm down the man before him and frowned.
"Waitress, I'm not the fondest of the company here. Please bring my bill." He turned, ever the elegant one and walked away.
Hani looked up at Kyoya and frowned. "Kyoya, calm down. We'll help her. We'll get her through this." His tone wasn't the childish tone he still used, but deeper and calmer. It was the persona he used in his classes, when he was ready for a fight, and right now Kyoya was nearly ready to give him one to get to the french bastard he was protecting.
"Let's go." Hani said when he felt he could release the Ootori and sighed, looking at the door. He would have to go past the next room to get him out, and right now, that didn't seem like the best of ideas. He looked towards the back door and looked up at the waitress as she ran over.
"I need you to clear the way to the back door, get the cooks to let us through." He stated with a deadly tone as he grabbed Kyoya by the shoulder and lead him through the restaurant, the waitress occasionally informing someone to clear them through. It was a longer walk to get to the car, but once they were there they were confused.
"Where's Haruhi?" Kaoru asked the driver who shrugged.
"She said she'd walk home after she went back in." He looked up at the men before him and Kyoya nearly stopped breathing.
She'd gone back in? Did she hear Tamaki talking about his daughter?
Could she become suicidal?
She'd separated from everyone, alienated herself from her friends. All she had was her job and her husband, who she probably just found out, more so than she'd previously believed, she'd become the other woman to.
"Call the police. She needs to be found now." He growled as he jumped into the limo, everyone else following behind him. "Drive towards her apartment."
"She doesn't have the key yet." Kaoru stated, sensing something was going on more than a broken heart.
"Drive to the Haninozuka estate! If the police find her before we do, drive to her location, but don't have her apprehended under any circumstances!" He yelled as the car started speeding down the road.
They didn't find her. They returned to the restaurant and headed towards the apartment, but she wasn't there either. They started just driving, looking at the faces around them. None of them were her.
It was nearly two hours later and they had confirmed her cell phone was shut off. Kyoya explained his thoughts to the others and Hani cried. Mori didn't look like he was too far from it, but the twins were in shock.
"I thought she'd kept in touch with you." They looked to Hani, then to Kyoya and they both shook their heads.
"I've only seen her twice since the marriage before she showed up on my doorstep." Hani sniffled.
"She works for one of my branch offices, I have only received business calls from her." Kyoya dug his nails into the palms of his hands. "I thought she'd kept in touch with you til I heard you say earlier you'd missed her."
"We're horrible friends!" Hani cried and Kyoya clenched his eyes, trying to calm the fury he'd felt at himself.
Hani told the driver to take him home. He'd drive around and try to find her as well. The twins quickly agreed more cars, more ground covered.
When they got back to Hani's, they noticed a dark spot on the porch and Kyoya gasped, jumping from the car and running over.
Haruhi was unconscious, leaning against the wall and they lifted her, taking her into the building.
Kyoya took her vitals after they laid her down before trying to wake her.
She woke right up.
"I fell asleep, sorry. I guess I walked too far and wore myself out." She smiled and Kyoya fell to his knees, his hands clasping hers. "Kyoya?"
"Kyoya was afraid you'd become suicidal." Hani whispered and Haruhi looked at him surprised.
"I'm not. I just needed to gather my thoughts. I never would have guessed my husband had a child." She sighed and Kyoya shook his head.
"Please, don't scare me like that again. I know you lost touch with everyone, you separated yourself from everyone, except him, and he did that to you. You just walked off." He cried and Haruhi stared, dumbstruck.
"I didn't mean to make you worry. I'm sorry." She watched, surprised to see so much emotion in the shadow king. "And this time you don't even have to threaten to rape me to prove your point." She half grinned, and Kyoya laughed.
With tears in his eyes, and worry still evident on his face, he looked up at her and sighed, relief finally showing in his eyes.
"You threatened to do what?" Kaoru stared, shocked at what he'd just heard.
"And I thought we were bad." Hikaru crossed his arms and Haruhi laughed.
"He was trying to show me the true difference between the strength of a man versus the strength I had. It was the first visit to the beach in our first year of high school." She grinned and Kyoya reached up, drying his eyes, now feeling insane for his outbursts through the night. He stood and nodded.
"And you saw right through me." He chuckled, looking at her with more emotion than she was used to and all she could do was stare.
"Because it's true, it wouldn't have gotten you any merit." Haruhi mumbled jovially after a moment and Kyoya nodded, for a moment unable to use his voice without certainty it wouldn't crack.
"Everyone, it's late. I'm going to bed. The next room over is free, if you want to crash here." Hani turned and yawned as he walked out of the room.
"We have a meeting in the morning for our new line, so we can't stay tonight. Haruhi, give us a call sometime, alright?" Hikaru smiled sadly, clasping his hand over hers. "Don't stay gone so long this time." Kaoru added and Haruhi lit up like a Christmas tree before nodding.
"I'll crash in my room." Mori stated and patted her on the head, ruffling her hair like he'd used to do in high school, causing the girl to giggle.
Kyoya knew he couldn't stay. He did have to be at work early for a meeting and frowned. He looked down at the girl who now looked at him with curiosity and smiled sadly. "I'll grant you tomorrow off of work with pay, and I'll be by tomorrow to take you out for dinner somewhere a little calmer, alright?" He smiled and Haruhi nodded. "Feel free to invite anyone you want." He didn't realize he was caressing her hand til he missed her touch. He turned and walked away sighing and got to the car. "Let's go home." He croaked out, doing his best to keep from breaking down again.
He knew, somewhere in his heart, the reason he'd lost contact with her was he was jealous. He'd wanted to stand at her side, but she made her decision. It was too painful to see them so happy. He hated himself for that now. If he'd seen her more, would he have seen what she was dealing with in her eyes? Would he have seen her change into this woman he'd discovered in that strong girl he used to know?
His hands stung from clenching his fists again and he looked down surprised at the blood that seeped from the corner. He sighed as he reached over to the first aid kit he kept in the car and hissed as he poured alcohol over the wounds.
The driver looked back and sighed, feeling pity for the man in the back seat. He hadn't been aware Ootori-sama had liked a girl. "Do you want me to dispatch a watcher on her so she doesn't disappear again?" The man asked and Kyoya shook his head, knowing she'd notice and would be furious.
He pulled out his laptop and sighed as he looked at his email. There were nearly one thousand emails from his employees and they almost all said one of two things, he noticed as he scrolled through.
"I don't really know her well."
"She's a good worker."
"I didn't know we had a worker by that name."
He noticed one and had to chuckle. "She's way too informal with some of the companies we work for. I've heard her call Suou-sama and refer to him by first name. I've also heard her refer to you and Morinozuka-sama by first name." Kyoya smiled and nodded.
The woman who sent this needs a raise. She's at least paying attention.
He sighed and closed his laptop, looking out the window. He looked up and saw the moon and smiled to himself. It was a beautiful night. Maybe that was part of the reason she decided to go for a walk. He opened his computer again and started looking for a decent restaurant to have dinner at the next night.
Before he reached his house he had reserved a small restaurant. It was one of the more elite places in town, but it was worth it to just rent out the whole place for a few hours. That way he knew there wouldn't be any problems with... intruders.
He frowned as he looked back to the other side of the car, where she'd been sitting earlier.
Tamaki was now an intruder. He had a whole family with another woman. Haruhi was sitting at Hani's house heartbroken because of Tamaki, but also because of them.
He'd never allow this to happen again. He couldn't handle the guilt.
"Fight for her." He heard from before him and he looked curiously towards the driver, who was looking back with a grin.
"What do you mean?" This caught his attention.
"It's obviously you're in love with Fujioka-sama. Fight for her. I don't know her as well as you, so I don't know if it's flowers or jewelry, but I'm sure you'll find a way." He grinned and Kyoya smiled, regaining a little confidence in this situation.
He was right. Nothing ever came easily for him, and in this situation he'd have to fight his way to the top as well. He'd fight for her.
He frowned as he called the twins.
"Is there any specific places or things you know Haruhi currently likes?" He asked, forgoing a greeting.
"Unfortunately not. We haven't talked since the wedding, so we really don't know anything more than her old likes."
"She just got her apartment, maybe it would be a good idea to see if there's anything else she needs, like a new computer or sheets."
"I wanna buy her sheets!" Kaoru chirped in the background and Hikaru chuckled.
"She got a king sized bed, right?"
Kyoya couldn't help but chuckle as he heard the giggling over the phone. "She did. It's the same bed I have, so stick with neutral colors."
"Alright! Remember, she likes nature and natural things, I know that hasn't changed. Did you see her wall scrolls?"
"Wall scrolls?" Kyoya tried to remember the walls of her bedroom in the Haninozuka estate.
"It looked like one of them was a Musashi original. It was a haiku and a beautiful scenery image."
"Thank you. I'd actually only partially remembered that."
"Good luck, Sempai." Hikaru's grin was so bright it could be heard through the phone and Kyoya groaned.
"Is it that obvious?"
"You totally broke down at her bedside. Yeah, it's obvious."
"I'm jealous!" Kaoru grumbled in the back ground and Hikaru stifled a laugh.
"You break her heart, I'll steal her from you."
"I wouldn't want it any other way." Kyoya smiled as he hung up the phone.
He wanted to make sure she was happy, even if it killed him.
And he'd start doing everything in his power to make sure she was never unhappy again.