Author's Note: After listening to "First Love", by Utada Hikaru I broke out of my reverie and began writing this. This is my second fanfic so I hope you enjoy! Tough criticism isn't my thing but I can handle it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club only the plot of this story. This favored manga/anime series belongs to Bisco Hatori.
It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone,
an hour to like someone and a day to love someone - but takes a lifetime to forget someone
-Anonymous
"Falling in love with you was the biggest mistake I ever made…" The last few words he left her with still flowed through her mind like a never-ending river.
Fujioka Haruhi wasn't one who would grieve about her heartache; instead she kept it inside, shutting out the rest of the world and its excruciating pain.
"What are you saying?" Haruhi, already in tears, tried her best to get out a few small words.
"I'm saying that," he hesitated for a moment before continuing on.
"I don't want you." This was as hurtful for him to say as it was for her to hear.
"Goodbye, Haruhi."
He walked out of her life not giving her a proper explanation as to why he was leaving her. Ootori Kyoya had to let her go because it was the best for both of them.
Or so it seemed at the time.
Now a working girl, Fujioka Haruhi left behind her past and kept little contact with it. Her father had been ill for quite some time but healed a year after she graduated Tokyo University with a law degree.
"Kyoya, you wouldn't do this. You have nothing to gain from going after me, right…"
The very conversation that changed the way she looked and felt for him. He had many facets to him but the one she saw that night during their vacation at the beach made her heart throb in an unusual way.
The two started dating after the Éclair incident but kept it hush before they told Tamaki (the rest of the host members already knew the secret.) The blonde undoubtedly wept for a whole month because they did not ask 'daddy' for his blessing.
"How could you hide this from me Mommy!"
"I didn't think you'd be interested in my love life, Tamaki."
"Well, I would like to meet mother's forbidden lover!"
He wounded her understanding of love. The love that made her wake up at dawn with a winged heart.
Although, it was with Kyoya whom she found true bliss with. Every time he would place his lips on hers, the kiss itself lingered for days.
Haruhi worked in her own law firm that was close to her brand new apartment, which was much more spacious than the one her and her father lived in. Seeing that he would be a big burden on her, her father stayed in the old apartment and visited her occasionally.
It was raining today, and Haruhi had just finished with some paperwork for her clients. She began typing away on her computer looking for something to amuse herself.
Ring, ring, ring. Her cell phone rang and 'Tamaki-senpai' flashed on the screen.
"Senpai?"
"Haruhi, why don't you just call me Tamaki now, you had no problems calling Ky—" Tamaki stopped mid-sentence, deciding not to enter that territory.
"I'm sorry, Haruhi."
"It's alright Tamaki." She laughed.
"So how is my beloved daughter?" He asked, theatrically.
"I'm fine but while we're at the 'don't-call-me-that-anymore' point Tamaki, please don't call me daughter anymore."
Weeping sounds were at the other end of the line, "Okay."
Haruhi rolled her eyes, and gave a loud audible sigh.
"Er, um, Haruhi? Have you read the newspaper lately?" Tamaki, who apparently regained his composure, asked with curiosity.
"No, why? Is there something I should know?"
"Haruhi please listen to me, before I tell you this I want you to know that Hikaru, Kaoru, Hunny, Mori, and myself are always going to be there for you."
Haruhi hadn't any idea what was going on but her heart felt like the way it did when he broke up with her.
"Kyoya is back and he invited us to dinner at his mansion to…" he paused for a moment, unsure of how he was going to break the news to her.
"meet his fiancée."
After the break-up Haruhi just kept going with her life as if he had never existed, and she didn't even know where he went to or if he was even alive for that matter.
Several minutes passed before Haruhi could even respond. On the outside her eyes were blank, her face became pale, and on inside she felt like she was drowning.
"Haruhi?" Tamaki's voice was full of concern.
"I have to go now, senpai." The phone clicked and Haruhi was completely out of it seeing how she called Tamaki 'senpai' again.
Haruhi couldn't bear to walk down another road to misery again.
"Atsuko, I'm going to take a day off today, tell Shizuka to e-mail me on her case." Haruhi seemed like she was in a daze and walked out of her firm looking like she was stuck in a trance.
Ootori Kyoya, the boy she had fallen in love with in Ouran, the man that Cupid made her fall for, and the jerk that left her shattered into pieces, was back to create another wound for her to deal with.
It took her 2 years to attempt to get over him and she was still trying to heal. And now he's back with her wounds wide open.
Haruhi was walking towards her apartment but reluctantly landed at a nearby park instead.
Why is he back knowing full well that I still live here in Tokyo? Is he inflicting more pain on me? The questions Haruhi forced herself not to think about.
She sat on a bench underneath a shady Sakura tree, trying to grasp the reason why he's back in her life.
Still dressed in a Victorian blouse and a pencil skirt, Haruhi didn't look like she fit in the park. After the break-up she'd grown up into a beautiful woman. Long, chocolate brown locks, big brown eyes, and a nice slim figure with curves all in the right places.
People would be surprised as to why someone would break up with this gorgeous woman, unless that person was blind.
Tamaki even courted her a few months after the break up but she gently turned him down saying she wasn't ready for another serious relationship.
She was used to facing her own problems without any need of help from anyone, which what got her on that bed the very night she saw Kyoya in a different light.
A sudden shiver ran down her spine. It wasn't even cold.
A/N: Okay, okay. I started on another story because this was the one I originally planned on posting up but I ended up posting "Love's Sweet Melody" (read it if you please.) Anyway I hope you guys will like this one as much as my other story. It has more drama and takes place after Ouran. Enjoy and Review! Take a peek at "Love's Sweet Melody" if you can!
