(I do not own this anime! The credit goes to it's rightful owners!)
Wow, I'm glad that I got a few reviews!
Again, if no one's looked at my page, Chizuko is three! Sorry for saying she's four! xD
Also, I'm sorry that I didn't really describe her. I swear I'll describe her when she comes back into the story!)

At first, all Haruhi could do was rub her eyes at the image of two human beings staring directly back at her. She didn't believe her eyes. In fact, the poor woman could have sworn she was dreaming! But no, she wasn't. Her husband was actually cheating on her with a total skank! There was obviously something wrong here.

"You're home...?" Arai asked, in an emotionless tone. With Haruhi, it was always best to show no fear, or else she would devour you. And that was exactly what he was afraid of.

Keeping her cool, Haruhi stepped into the room and shut the door behind her. She wasn't letting these two idiots go until they had a piece of her mind and in the process of chewing their asses out, she didn't want to wake her daughter up.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" She said cooly, not taking her eyes off either of them.

"Haruhi-" Arai said, trying to calm her up before she lost it.

"In my house. In my bedroom. Of all places. With my husband?" Haruhi said, with her nostrils flaring and her teeth gritted.

"Haruhi-" Arai said cautiously, still trying to calm her down.

"Get. Out. Of. My HOUSE!" Her yell was more than loud enough to shatter windows, if it were actually possible, and it could of scared anyone within a three mile radius.

Slowly and carefully picking up her cheap clothes, the woman ran down the steps, and through the back door. Completely scared for her life.

"And you. . ." Haruhi gave the man a death glare, which she hadn't used since her college days.

"How could you do this to me?" She said with hot, crystal tears running down the sides of her cheeks.

"You were just-" Arai tried to explain, but it obviously didn't work.

"You promised me. . .you promised me that I was safe with you! You said you would never hurt me! You said you would-" Haruhi continued, but was stopped when a hard smack came across her face and she was shoved violenty into the dresser.

"You always get too carried away. With Chizuko. With work. There's never anytime for me!" He said loudly, in her face.

"Don't you ever touch me again, your touch disgusts me.," Haruhi hissed,"And don't you even think about touching MY daughter. I want you out of this house, right this damn minute." Haruhi said even louder, while pointing toward the door.

"Wait a second, what about-"

"I'll throw all of it out on the lawn later. Then you can pick it all up, after that, I never want to see your grotesque face again. And yes, I will get the divorce papers to you pronto. You can count on it. Now get out!" She said, throwing him his clothes and standing up, shoving him out the door forcefully.

Unfourtunatley for Arai, the neighbors had heard and had come out of their houses to see what was going on. (No one was used to the commotion, so it was pretty predictable.) The man was butt naked and holding his clothes. Haruhi had given him absolutely no time whatsoever to even get dressed.

"Now stay out!" Haruhi yelled, attracting a lot of attention from everyone.

With a raspy sigh, Haruhi trudged up the steps and went into the dreaded bedroom that was soiled with Arai's passion with another woman besides her own and changed out of her business suit and into anything random she could find. Slipping on any pair of shoes, Haruhi went down the steps of her large home, into the living room, and out the front door, not even bothering to lock it behind her. She just needed to leave the house and go anywhere. Anywhere but home.

Carfully placing the little girl in the backseat once more, Haruhi buckled her in, closed the door, and hopped into the front seat, placing on her sunglasses, to hide the redness of her eyes.

Picking up the car phone and dialing the number she called every night, Haruhi kept her dead eyes on the road.

"Hey, Dad..." She said weakly as her father picked up the phone.

"Ohoho, Haruhi Dear Hello!" Ryoji squeeled into the phone.

Hearing that familiar voice made Haruhi smile a little, not a real smile but an empty one.

"I need to drop Chizuko off...I'll be back later.." Haruhi replied softly.

"A-alright, Dear... Is something the matter?" Ryoji asked in a worried tone.

"No Dad, I'm fine.." Haruhi said even softer as a tear rolled down her cheek and she hung up.

Pulling over to the side walk, Haruhi noticed that her father was waiting outside for her already. Carefully wiping her eyes and taking deep breaths, Haruhi took the little girl from the backseat and to her grandfather.

Chizuko's chocolate brown eyes slowly began blinking as she looked up to her mother.

"Mommy?"

"Shh, Chizu, you're going to stay with Grandpa for a little while..."

Closing her eyes and nuzzling her pale face into her mother's chest, Chizu nodded.

"Here, Dad... I have things to do.." Haruhi said as she passed her father the once again sleeping child.

"Wait-" Ryoji said, cradling the child, but Haruhi was already gone.

Now where was Haruhi to go? She hadn't even thought that through yet. When was she ever truely happy?

"Of course.." Haruhi said out loud as rain clouds came rolling in.