In the very same town, but in two different mansions, the same conversation was being held between father and son.

In the Suou home….

"Have you spoken with the Fujioka girl lately?"

Tamaki looked up from his dinner, to meet his father's gaze. The question had surprised him; sure, he'd spoken of Haruhi often at home, but he never thought his father had actually listened.

"Haruhi?" When his father nodded, confirming that they were thinking of the same girl, Tamaki continued, "Not for a couple of days."

That, unfortunately, was true. He'd graduated two years ago, and so the time they had together had been greatly decreased. They still saw each other on weekends, or whenever Tamaki decided to drop by her house unannounced.

In the Ohtori home…

"Kyouya, what do you think of Haruhi Fujioka?"

Kyouya blinked, his attention turned away from his laptop. His father had come into his room only a moment earlier, saying he had something to talk to him about.

"…She's a very strong girl," Kyouya said, choosing his words carefully. Why his father would bring her up was beyond him. "She's kind…intelligent…"

"She'll be graduating this year; am I correct?"

Why was his father asking him this? He was the superintendent of the school; if he wanted to know, he could easily have the information in a matter of seconds.

"Yes," Tamaki answered. "She'll be leaving the Host Club forever; the poor club shall have none of its original members left!"

"She'll be going off to college, I suppose?"

"Yes; her dream is to become a lawyer."

"Kyouya…you are nearing the age when it becomes time to get married."

Kyouya did his best not to show his surprise that his father was steering the conversation in this direction. Why his father was proposing that he and Haruhi…. It didn't make sense. She wasn't from a prestigious family; there was no wealth in her background at all.

"Have you given any thought to any girl in particular?"

"You two have gotten pretty close; I enjoy seeing her around the house."

Tamaki nodded enthusiastically. He had to agree with his father; it was so very nice to have Haruhi over. She didn't seem too comfortable with all the glamour they lived in, but she seemed to be warming up to it.

"I would like to see more of her."

Kyouya adjusted the position of his glasses. "I can't say I have."

"I thought as much." His father was standing at his bedroom window, staring out it. "I am very interested in this Haruhi Fujioka. I want the two of you to get married." He turned to face his son. "I've arranged for a meeting with her father next week, to discuss the engagement."

Kyouya adjusted his glasses again.

"What do you mean by that?" Tamaki asked.

"You two make a good pair," his father said. "She balances you out, keeps you in line when you get too dramatic. You two are to be married."

Tamaki dropped his fork.

"I've talked with her father; we're going to meet with him tomorrow to talk about your marriage."

"Does Haruhi know about this?"

His father paused a moment, thinking. "No, I don't think so."

And then, simultaneously, both sons said, "Cancel the meeting."

"What?"

Tamaki swallowed. "I could not ever try to marry Haruhi- my daughter!"

"You realize she is not really your daughter, Tamaki."

"I do," the son said, nodding. "But, I could never marry her, not without knowing for sure that she wants to marry me. Haruhi will marry when she wants to, with whoever she wants to. I won't get in the way of that."

"You don't want to marry her?"

"Whether I want to marry Haruhi or not has nothing to do with it," Kyouya said, shutting his laptop. He met his father's gaze. "I refuse to take part in an arranged marriage with her. She's not from a rich family; there is no reason to bring her into this. Our family will have no benefit from my marrying her."

"Perhaps not financially…but I do believe you would be happy with her."

Kyouya tried not to show his surprise in his father's words. How much had he revealed of his feelings for Haruhi? He thought he'd kept them close and secret….

"That may be," Kyouya said slowly, "but there's no telling if she'd be happy with me."

Well, this is my first time writing in this style; I know it seems a bit choppy, but it was intended that way.

I hope you enjoyed it!

Please leave some constructive criticisms.