Yep thats rite, it's me. I have decided to stick with oneshots for a while until I finish my real story. So I thought this would be kinda fun so HERE WE GO!

Akira Ohtori slammed the front door and stomped into the house.

"She's home..." Haruhi whispered to her husband and he nodded.

"She sounds mad." Kyouya looked at Haruhi who smiled.

"How much you wanna bet that it's Ichijou's fault?" She asked, but Kyouya shook his head.

"I'm not taking that bet."

"Why not?" He chuckled.

"Because I already know that it's true."

Akira stomped up to her room and slammed the door shut. She picked up a pillow and began to rip apart, but that wasn't as satisfying as punching the wall and leaving a hole in it.

"What did he do now?" Akira spun around to see Haruhi and Kyouya smiling at her from the doorway.

"Everything! He's such a no-good piece of monkey's scab licking wanna be never could be bastard!" Kyouya shook his head.

"Oh no, Ichijou knows who is father is! You've met him, too." She glared at her father who smirked at her.

"Your father has a point..." Haruhi said, but Akira just shook her head.

"What did he do?" Haruhi asked again.

"Do you want me to kill him?" Kyouya asked, but Akira just giggled. "I could. I've wanted to for the past eigteen months..." Haruhi shook her head.

"No, you said you wanted to kill him when he turned five and kissed her, remember? Not when they started dating."

"Oh, yeah... Even better!"

"I don't want you to kill him. He just, flirts with every stupid bimbo that designates him, and I'm fine with it cause I know it's not real, but he kissed one of them today!" Akira broke down into tears and sat between her parents.

Haruhi was saying comfoting words while Kyouya threatened Ichijou even more.

"Wanna know what you do?" Haruhi asked and Akira nodded.

"You talk to him." But Kyouya only shook his head.

"No, you stab him until he doesn't move THEN talk to him." She giggled again and nodded. The door bell rang.

"Speak of the devil..." Haruhi smiled at her daughter and sent her to get the door.

"I have a right to at least scare him." Kyouya said, and Haruhi giggled.

"You already do."

"I should be able to scare him to where he pees his pants."

"You already did."

"Again." She shook her head.

At the door...

Akira opened the door to reveal a sad looking Ichijou. His blond hair was in a mess and his green eyes were full of fear.

"Akira, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for that to happen! I just got too into the hosting, but I got away as fast as I could! I swear. I am sorry." He took a deep breath and looked at her in hope.

"Are you sure it was nothing?" She asked and he nodded vigorously. She sighed and opened her arms and he quickly enveloped her into a hug.

"I love you, Akira Ohtori."

"Love you, too, Ichijou Suoh."

That was nothing but my mind going frikkin nuts! i LOVE KyouHaru, but Tamaki needs some Haruhi love so his son gets some from her daughter. This was pointless...REVIEW PLZ!