Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host club in any shape or form! OHSHC belongs to the amazing Hatori Bisco. Nor do I own the song "Wedding Dress" by Taeyang.

Tucking his phone into his pants pocket, Kyoya caught both Honey and Mori's eye. Taking in their bespectacled friend's tense stance and the worried look on his face, they realized something must be wrong. The former shadow king of the Ouran Host Club forgot his anxiety for a moment as he watched Honey with amusement. Hiding his beloved pink bunny, the older blonde enlisting Tamaki to help him 'find' it. Knowing his cousin would keep Tamaki busy, Mori made his way over to Kyoya. "What's happened?" Though the stoic man asked, he was certain to have his friend so anxious and tense it had to be about Haruhi.

Looking past his tall friend to make sure Tamaki was still too busy to listen in; Kyoya breathed in deeply before answering the raven haired man. "I don't know. All I know is Kaoru says it's urgent I call him. If he's texting me now, it really must be urgent. I need to go check on he- .. Things. I need to check on things." Shaking his head Mori placed his hand on Kyoya's shoulder, giving him a knowing look. " Kyoya, breathe. Mitsukuni and I will take care of things here and keep Tamaki busy." Lowering his voice even further the former stoic host continued. "Go check on Haruhi."

baby

Just as Kyoya was about to slip out the door and make that call to Kaoru, Tamaki shouted happily. "Honey! Look what I found! Usa chan was on the bathroom sink. Wait .. Why was Usa chan in the bathroom?" Running over feigning excited relief the older blond clutched his beloved bunny to his chest. "Usa chan! I must have forgotten when I washed my hands. Thank you Tama chan!" Having settled the case of the missing bunny, Tamaki turned to find Kyoya half way through the door. "Mon ami, where are you off to? I thought you could help me go over my vows to Haruhi."

Please don't take his hand

Cause you should be my lady

With practiced ease Kyoya turned to his carefree friend and smiled, pushing his glasses up his nose. "Ah Tamaki, I would, but I still need to check on the catering and check in with both Satoshi and Yasuchika. Who else is going to make sure this thing goes off without a hitch? I am sure Honey and Mori wouldn't mind assisting you. I'll be back before you know it!" Closing the door behind him, Kyoya leaned back against it, closing his eyes briefly. I hate lying to Tamaki but I can't tell him I'm going to check on Haruhi. Knowing the loveable idiot he'd drop everything and run to her. She and Ranka would kill him if he saw her before the wedding. Here he couldn't help but chuckle at the image in his head. Taking his phone from his pocket Kyoya called Kaoru as he made his way down the hall. "Kaoru? Sorry, I had to evade Tamaki. What's going on?" Though the phone, Kyoya could hear Hikaru in the background trying to cheer a sobbing Haruhi as Kaoru spoke quietly, trying not to upset the brunette further. "Kyoya, she's crying! He ordered the dress two sizes too big. How did he manage this when Hikaru and I measured her ourselves? " Sighing in frustration Kaoru continued, "It's just too much to try and explain Kyoya. It's horrendous! You need to come see for yourself. " Closing his eyes and counting to ten, Kyoya tried to calm the anger building and spoke with an eerie calm voice. "I'm on my way. Try your best to cheer her up. I will fix this!"

I've been waiting for you for so long

Please look at me now

Kyoya was sure the only thing stopping him from going back and slamming that thoughtless idiot against a wall was the fact that, that idiot was who Haruhi had chosen and thoughtless or not.. Tamaki made her happy.

Once the music ends

You will vow to spend The rest of your life with him

Running to his car, Kyoya pulled out the garment bag along with a box he'd brought with him that morning and quickly made his way to the set of rooms they'd set aside for Haruhi and her Men of Honor. Having known Tamaki as long as he has, Kyoya had foreseen this problem and had ordered the same dress in her proper size. Knocking gently on the door, the dark haired man opened the door a crack, calling out. "Best Man on deck. Everyone decent?" Receiving a watery reply from Haruhi that everyone was decent, meaning her, he entered.

How I've prayed every night

That this day would never come

Closing the door firmly behind him Kyoya moved further into the room finding Hikaru and Kaoru attempting to pin the dress on Haruhi, hoping to make do with what they had. "Milord really has no taste." the duo sighed forlornly in unison. Kyoya took in the scene before him and had to force himself not to drop everything and run to Haruhi, who stood in the middle of the room crying. The dress was white and strapless, the bodice was ruched and gathered at an angle with a large rose placed directly over the left side of her chest. The skirt was a mass of gathered silk and tulle spilling on to the floor and pooling around her with a mass of roses starting at her right hip and spilling down the front in a triangular fashion. Poor Haruhi looked more like a fancy French pastry than a bride. "And once again, it's Mother to the rescue.." Looking up at Kyoya's playfully sarcastic remark both Hikaru and Kaoru broke out in smiles. Shouting, "Mommy!" Looking first to her Men of Honor and then to Kyoya, who stood with a garment bag hung over one shoulder and a box tucked under his arm, who met her gaze and gave her a half smile. Haruhi couldn't stop the sudden fit of giggles brought on by her friends.

The wedding dress you're wearing

(dress, dress)

Girl the wedding dress you're wearing

(dress, dress)

Even if it had taken him calling himself 'Mother' and the twins to shout 'Mommy!' to get her to smile. It would be worth the teasing he was sure he'd receive later on.

It's not me [next to you]

Wedding dress

(dress, dress)

The wedding dress you're wearing

Having handed the garment bag off to Kaoru so he could assist the bride-to-be into her new dress Kyoya and Hikaru slowly inspected the shoes Tamaki had ordered to go with her dress. Once again they wondered what on earth had possessed Tamaki to not have Hikaru and his brother design something that would have been both beautiful and comfortable for Haruhi.

The shoes where white, closed toe with three inch glass heels and honestly looked to Kyoya like Tamaki had drawn up the design for them himself. They were bedazzled all over in varying sizes of diamonds and what looked like, white feathered plumage sprouting up and over the back of the heel. Sharing a look both men cringed knowing full well that Haruhi could never walk in them. Kyoya actually chuckled when Hikaru threw them into their box groaning with disgust. " It looks like a cockatoo crossed with a peacock ... and had shoe babies." As Hikaru set the box aside Kyoya held out the box he'd brought along with him. "That is another reason I brought these."

Oh no

Author's Note: What's this, Honey and Mori know? Well they are the more observant of the group. I hope you've enjoyed! Please feel welcome to review! I always love hearing from you.