A/N: Ironically, I wrote this after being inspired by getting my first three reviews. Thanks so much, everyone! As it stands, I'm working out the kinks in the story while trying to conceal the identity of Haruhi's husband. Let me just say, it's not an easy task! I decided it would be easier to introduce two of the host club members we all know and love in this chapter, which, technically speaking brings the total to four hosts introduced, but I suppose that's not true if you don't know who the husband is. Anyway, I'll stop rambling now. Please enjoy the chapter!

Or So They Say: Chapter Two

By: Rae

-An "Ouran High School Host Club" Fanfic-

Another day dawned, and Haruhi groaned as she smacked the alarm buzzing in her ears. She really hated that annoying sound, but she couldn't get rid of it because he got it for her. And he thought it was just "so cute" for Haruhi, so she ended up keeping the stupid thing.

Haruhi rolled out of bed slowly, avoiding upsetting the pain in her back any further. She wondered why she smelled coffee but only for a second. Looking down at her shiny slippers, she remembered just where she was.

Thinking back, she was still in awe of how she'd come to this point in her life. Haruhi never expected much from anyone, and she had always been determined not to let anything get her down. After all, she had a goal to achieve, and Haruhi was not going to let that goal fade away.

Her memories were so vast that she had a hard time picking through them sometimes. She remembered joining the host club and wondering why all the girls in Ouran went crazy over those six guys. She remembered even more clearly wondering why all of them labeled her a natural despite her gender.

Haruhi grabbed her robe, another "gift," and tied it around her waist before slipping into the soft slippers. She looked round the room, noting with satisfaction that nothing was out of place, and then she walked out of the room.

"Oof," came the muffled grunt as Haruhi was attacked by two excited little girls, each speaking over the other in their joy at seeing their mother.

"Mommy, did you finish the story while I was sleeping," one cried anxiously.

"I want to hear the rest of the story, Mommy," her sister requested piteously.

"Don't you want to tell us the rest of the story?"

"I think the princess is going to marry the prince!"

"But weren't there two princes?"

"She'll marry both the princes and live happily ever after!"

Hearing that comment, Haruhi chuckled softly to herself. She knew her daughters had no idea what happened following that fateful dance with the members of the host club. It had literally changed her life and, surprisingly, her perspective as well. She thought for a moment before reaching down and grabbing two little girl hands.

"Come on, you two," she said. "Let's go get some breakfast before Daddy eats it all himself."

Outraged cries met this statement as Asai and Kabuki took off for the dining room, trying unsuccessfully to get their mother to run with them. Haruhi laughed at her hyper daughters and sped up ever so slightly to reach the dining room faster.

Upon reaching the dining room, both Haruhi and her daughters were met with a rather amusing surprise. Her husband was dining, not alone as she'd expected, but with two old friends.

"Uncle Hunny! Uncle Mori!"

Kabuki was the first to let go, racing toward her "uncles" where they sat at the table. Asai, never one to let her sister best her, raced after Kabuki, latching onto Takashi Morinozuka. Kabuki had already scrambled into Mitsukuni Haninozuka's lap.

"Well, hello, Mori-senpai, Hunny-senpai," Haruhi greeted cheerfully. "What brings you two out here?" She rounded the table and leaned over to kiss her smiling husband good morning. "And, why didn't you tell me we'd have guests? I'm not even dressed!"

"Haru-chan, we came out to see our pretty nieces," Hunny said while reaching for a piece of cake the maids had suddenly brought to the table. "Right, Takashi?"

Mori nodded while smiling at the little girl who had climbed into his lap. She reminded him of a younger version of Hunny, and her excitement around him was always something he enjoyed even if he didn't show it.

"Uncle Mori, would you do that thing you always do?" Asai smiled sweetly up at her uncle as she said this. "I want you to do it again. You're so cool, Uncle Mori."

Always a sucker for a sweet face, Mori debated doing as Asai asked. He hadn't shown this particular trick to Haruhi yet, and he knew Asai's father might not be pleased by it either. However, he had to cave when the little girl threw him a pleading look.

Haruhi looked up from her breakfast, "Asai, what do you want Mori to do? He doesn't have to do anything; he's our guest. Can I do it for you?"

Asai stubbornly shook her head and clung to Mori's arm. Mori stood up slowly and looked down at the girl now standing in front of him.

"Over there," he said, pointing to the empty area in front of the dining room table. The two walked over together.

Haruhi was now watching with barely concealed curiosity as the giant of the host club took her daughter to the front of the room. She sat back in her chair, confident that whatever Mori was going to do would be interesting.

Standing in front of Mori, Asai looked up into his eyes; when she got a somewhat vague and silent signal, the girl turned around to face the group at the table. Hunny and Kabuki were grinning like crazy while Haruhi and the girls' father watched, puzzled.

Suddenly Mori, using his speed and martial arts grace, whisked Asai into the air, his arms underneath her arms. Spinning her around in a fast circle, he then tossed her high into the air, higher than he normally would since the dining room had such a tall ceiling. Asai laughed hysterically as she flew in the air, and her parents both gasped when Mori stepped out from under the now falling girl.

"Asai..." Haruhi breathed in a shocked voice as her daughter fell towards the marble floor.

Before she could say another word, Haruhi stared in astonishment as Mori took a running leap, snatching her daughter out of the air and landing on one of the room's few rugs. The two went skidding along the marble floor until they reached the table where Mori hopped to the side, stopping the show and allowing Haruhi to breathe once more.

Her husband, who had reached for her hand in the process, sat stunned at the show, while Hunny continued to grin and praised Mori for adding in some new tricks. Asai was laughing and hugging the former host, thanking him profusely and promising to give him "a million kisses when I get as tall as you."

Mori glanced over at the woman still staring at him and asked, "Are you all right, Haruhi?"

The still shocked woman nodded numbly before shaking her head slightly and saying, "Mori, I'm assuming you've done this before since Asai asked you to do it again." A nod was her only response. "Then I'll allow it, but I'm somewhat glad you didn't tell me what you were going to do ahead of time."

"Yay, Haru-chan says it's okay," Hunny exclaimed, catching Kabuki up in his arms and jumping up from his chair. Running with the excited girl to the front of the room, he yelled, "Bunny Hop!"

Tossing Kabuki into the air, much like Mori had done, Hunny then took a flying leap, similar to those he had done when executing his martial arts moves, and caught the girl, landing gracefully on the ground. Haruhi felt her heart stop its pounding after they landed, and as she watched Kabuki smile and hug her uncle tight, she couldn't help wishing the entire host club was back together again.

Looking over at her husband, Haruhi remembered the notion of the host club being a family. She had always thought it was stupid of Tamaki to refer to himself as the father and even more stupid for him to refer to Kyouya as the mother of the group; however, once she understood his background a little better, Haruhi realized a few interesting things about Tamaki.

She directed her glance over to Mori and Hunny, both of whom were entertaining her daughters. The two had always been so close as cousins and had really been very supportive of her. Haruhi never felt like they were part of the group that tried to romance her; instead, they simply watched the goings on and only wanted her to be happy. Seeing them again made her smile.

Continuing in her thoughts, Haruhi happened to glance up behind her two senpais to the picture hanging on the wall. One of many that adorned the beautiful house, this one was probably one of Haruhi's least favorites. She remembered that it was taken right after the incident with the two fathers, and she hated to be reminded of how terrifying it was to know Kyouya's father would fight Tamaki's simply to claim her for his son.

She looked up at the picture and realized that the feelings of fear were fading and she could look at it without remembering the past. It had been taken two days after the dance, during an impromptu party Tamaki had thrown at her small apartment.

Looking at the picture, Haruhi laughed at the expression on Tamaki's and Kyouya's faces. She was sitting between them with a sort of "deer in the headlights" expression after the announcement. Tamaki looked absolutely sick, his white face even whiter than normal, and his violet eyes dulled a bit from their normal brightness. Kyouya no longer wore his normal calculating expression but instead seemed determined not to directly look at the camera. His face was pointed down with light reflecting off his glasses and his lips pursed together in a thin line.

Moving her gaze, she considered another part of the picture. Kaoru and Hikaru stood behind her, both wearing shocked looks, probably still surprised at what had happened. Kaoru's hand was on her left shoulder, Hikaru's on her right, but Haruhi still remembered standing up to see that they were holding hands behind her back in their twin fashion. Finally she looked at Mori and Hunny. The two seniors did not seem quite as surprised, though Hunny was strangely unanimated as he perched on Mori's shoulders.

"Mommy," Kabuki inquired. "What are you looking at that picture funny for?"

Haruhi looked at the girl who was staring at her and noticed everyone else had their eyes on her as well.

"Oh, I was just thinking about the past," she said quietly.

Asai's eyes lit up with glee. "Are you going to tell us the rest of the story?" She asked.

Mori and Hunny looked at Haruhi curiously before Asai continued, saying, "We want to know if the commoner princess marries both the princes, don't we, 'Buki?"

Kabuki smiled and replied, "Yeah, we want to know! 'Sai and I wanna know, Mommy!"

Staring at the two girls still looking at her, and feeling quite surprised that Mori and Hunny seemed so interested, Haruhi sighed before saying, "All right. Let me go get the book, and we'll read another chapter."

The girls cheered as their father stood up. He quickly suggested moving the party to another room, perhaps the library, to enjoy the story. Everyone agreed, and Haruhi left to fetch the book while the rest relocated.

"I wonder if Hunny-senpai would like to read the girls the chapter he wrote," Haruhi murmured to herself as she climbed the stairs to the music room.

A/N: Ok, so I know there wasn't any development in the story within the story (unless you read between the lines when you saw the picture part), but I think this was the perfect chapter to get us started on. And, if you haven't already been wondering, I'll go ahead and point out that the clash over Haruhi is not necessarily a clash between Tamaki and Kyouya only.

Ah, by the way, please let me know if you like the idea of the different host club members having written their own chapters in the story. Depending on how long it is, that might change down the road, but I thought it would be a cute touch. I've already written the next chapter where we finally get introduced to Hunny-senpai's chapter, and I hope I did his writing style (as I perceive it) justice.

Reviews would be nice as always, and thank you so much to those who have already reviewed. Please don't hesitate to point out mistakes or problems in the story, and once again, I hope you enjoyed the chapter!

Rae