"Oh, is everyone just gonna stay silent?" asked Haruhi, glaring at all the men. They stayed silent, widening their eyes at the brown-haired woman. "So you are, right? Because you want to, right? Do you want keep me thinking I'm just a crazy woman yelling at you guys for no reason? You've wanted to me to think lies all along. I'm so done with your bull." Haruhi sighed as everything stayed the same as if time was frozen.

"Haru-chan…please… calm down…" Honey pleaded.

The woman rolled her brown eyes. Haruhi then looked up at the clock, "You know what? I'm gonna go because the shit you people pull is ridiculous."

"Haruhi, don't leave," Tamaki tried to get up, but almost fell off the couch.

"I'm gonna and I will," Haruhi said. Haruhi tugged on her socks so her feet didn't feel uncomfortable in her sneakers as she put them on. "I'm late for work anyway."

"How are you gonna get there?" The twins asked her.

"Um, walk?" Haruhi replied as if it was obvious, "Ever heard of walking to places?"

"Where are you even going?" Hikaru asked her.

"Work," Haruhi said with a bitter tone.

"Where is that?" Kyoya muttered to himself, "Never mind. I'll find out myself."

"Aren't you gonna at least let us explain ourselves first?" Tamaki asked.

"You've had enough time," the brunette replied with an even more bitter tone. Haruhi checked herself to see if she was ready to go. Before anyone could stop her from leaving, she ran out the door so fast that it was no use. Plus everyone was lazy as heck to even try even if they wanted to chase after her. After Haruhi left, everyone's eyes turned to icily glare at a certain dark blonde.

"I'm…sorry?" Renge said in a way that said she was really unsure if she was.

Kyoya said, "Renge, what the hell? You know what she's gonna try to do now?"

"I'm sorry guys, but Kyoya and I have to go." Renge said, trying to shield herself from the negative atmosphere. "Your family's waiting for us…dear."

"Of course," Kyoya said in a bitter tone, still glaring at Renge. He turned to the men, "I apologize but she's right. We have to leave." Yet his stomach had different idea and reaction. Soon so did the rest as they felt the need to 'let it out'.

Once the engaged couple got into the limo, the scolding from Kyoya began quicker than Renge expected. His eyes were filled with such anger just like his father's. Him being furious was just scary enough for her. Kyoya looked like as if he was ready to kill somebody, specifically her.

"And that's why, Renge, you should keep your mouth shut because you might end screwing up lives completely," Kyoya said as he finished lecturing.

"Keep my mouth shut? Keep my mouth shut…" Renge repeated in a soft, low voice. She then proceeded to start giggling to herself which did not receive a positive reaction from the male.

"What could you possibly be laughing about, Renge?" Kyoya asked in anger.

"The way you talk to me, the way you try to handle me," Renge paused as she looked out the window. "It's as if I was a wild animal and you were trying to domesticate me."

"Then you should stop acting like one," Kyoya insulted.

"Are you mad at me?" Renge said, "If you are, excellent. Stay that way because I don't give a damn."

"Why are you so difficult?" He snapped.

"I'm difficult because I wasn't raised to be easy," Renge replied.

Her fiancée scowled, "You are insane, Renge. You spilled the beans all because I didn't tell you I had a sister. I told you everything."

"You told me as much as you wanted," the dark blonde snapped. "I was actually going to consider being fine with marrying you. You are very wealthy, handsome, and intelligent. If I wanted, you could afford all the finest things for me like jewelry, cosmetics, and beautiful fashion. But a husband is nothing to me if he does not meet my requirements which includes absolute trust. Because one day during our marriage, I don't want to be like Haruhi. Having to figure out lies for myself that were told by everyone who knew the truth." The woman sighed and checked her pink painted nails.

"Renge-"

"To add to that, it was sad that you couldn't even tell me something as simple as having a sister," Renge said. "Why was that? Did you think something embarrassing would occur if you thought you told me? Well it did. I had to stand there, and be so confused about who the hell she was."

"Renge-"

"You didn't even tell me where the hell you were," Renge continued, ignoring him. "I had to go to several fucking houses to get your ass, Ootori."

Kyoya could feel himself getting a migraine all over again. He interrupted her more loudly, "Renge, I haven't been in contact with her since my senior year in high school. She got married and it was like she was unreachable."

"But you didn't forget about her."

"I didn't think you two would meet so why bother?"

"You're still hiding things from me."

"And that's the beautiful part. You're not supposed to know shit about those things for your own good. We haven't even got married yet, Renge, slow the hell down."

"Slow the hell down?! This whole crap fest flew right past by me. Hell, I don't even remember how fast they told us we were in an arranged marriage."

"Does it matter?" Kyoya cruelly chuckled to himself, "We're in our freaking twenties, and our parents still have a say in lives. Now that's sad." He clutched his head again; his headache was getting worse from all the things going on.

"Kyoya," Renge said out of concern, "when we get home, brush your teeth and make yourself presentable. We're going over to your father's to get with everyone. Right now, just laid down and get some sleep."

"At times, you're bearable," Kyoya muttered as he closed his eyes.

"Keep your mouth shut and sleep."

"Hello," Renge greeted, smiling as she shook the older girl's hand, "nice to meet you again."

"It's nice to meet you again too," the older girl smiled back. She sighed in happiness, "Twenty-five and Kyoya's already getting married."

"Fuyumi…" Kyoya trailed off as he walked up to them. He didn't know what to say. It's been so long since he's last saw her, and it just felt so great to have her right in front of him. If he could, he would hug her so tightly that she couldn't breathe.

"Kyoya," Fuyumi's eyes lit up, "how have you been? What are you doing these days now? Are you healthy? Are you being a good boy? Kyoya, I miss you so-" A brown-eyed, black-haired man interrupted her by clearing his throat. Her eyes suddenly became dull again, "Oh, um, Kyoya, you know my husband…Hiroto Shido."

"Yes, I have. Nice to see you for the second time, Shido-san," Kyoya said suspiciously as he noticed the emptiness in her once bright eyes. He shook hands with Hiroto as Hiroto held his hand out.

"Same to you, Kyoya," Hiroto said as he smiled. "Congratulations to you on your marriage."

"Yes, I hope that at least you're happy during your life-long marriage," Fuyumi said, dully. Hiroto tried to secretly give Fuyumi a look. There was definitely something going on with his sister and that husband of hers, and Kyoya had to figure it out. His eyes moved to looked at his fiancée who looked at him with a knowing look. Renge was a good judge of character. Maybe he needed some help.

The way the cool breeze was hitting her face and blowing her hair was enough for her to enjoy herself. Sure the customers were needy and whiny at times, but being with the Host Club members had prepared her for that type of attitude. She was just glad she was taking a nice, peaceful break with her best female friend, Mei Yasumura.

Mei Yasumura was an amber-eyed, overly-tanned, bronze-skinned, bleach blonde girl. Mei wore a lot of makeup and also wore fake eyelashes. The blonde was girly, vain, and outspoken. Mei dreamt about being a fashion designer, but put that aside due a certain incident. Mei now worked at a ritzy fashion store, but sometimes she helped out Haruhi at her father's pension. Her father was Misuzu and her parents had been divorced for years. Her hatred for her father was deep because of him leaving the family and becoming a crossdresser like Ranka. It wasn't entirely his fault since her mother-unknown to her-prohibited him from visiting her. Mei used to harshly insult him but since Haruhi reasoned with her, she doesn't disrespect him anymore. At least not in public.

"Haruhi," the bleach blonde called, "are you listening?"

"I'm sorry," Haruhi apologized. "What did you say?"

"I asked if you had a boyfriend yet," Mei asked.

"Mei…"

"I thought you said you were at a party so I thought you hooked up with someone. I mean it's about time."

"Mei, I like being single." Haruhi said, "Besides why are you picking on me? You're single too."

"Hey, we're talking about you right now." Mei said, "I just thought if you were at crazy party, you would do some crazy things."

"It was a fancy party," Haruhi said, "…and my closest school friend died there."

"Holy shit," the blonde responded. "At the party? See, that must've been a crazy ass party."

"Mei!"

"Someone died right?"

"Yeah, he was the host."

"Holy shit!"

"Mei!"

"I'm sorry for your friend, Haruhi, but you gotta admit that's some crazy shit."

"Yeah, but I have a problem." Haruhi said, "You weren't picking up your phone so I have to start from what happened awhile ago at my house. Be prepared because it's gonna be a long story."

Mei commented, "We don't have that long of a break."

"Mei, just be quiet and let me continue," Haruhi said, getting annoyed.

"Mei, Haruhi," a familiar voice called. They turned to see Misuzu as he spoke more, "I'm sorry girls but, Haruhi, I'm gonna have to cut your break short."

"What? Why?" Mei asked angrily. She wanted to comfort Haruhi and know what happened yet her father had come.

"We have a wealthy customer. Haruhi, I think it's that handsome blond male friend of yours." Misuzu said, "Oh how I miss him. He's so beautiful!"

Mei scolded, getting embarrassed, "Dad!"

'He must be talking about Tamaki,' Haruhi thought. She asked, "Could you send him away please?"

Both Mei and Misuzu shouted in surprise, "What?!"

"B-but Haruhi, if he's handsome," the blonde reasoned, "this is your chance for a boyfriend."

"I told you I like being single," Haruhi argued. "In fact, I may stay single for a long time."

Mei said, "Haruhi! Don't tease me like that!"

"I'm sorry to interrupt," a voice said. Everyone turned to see Tamaki. He continued speaking. His eyes met the brunette's, "Haruhi…"

"Senpai, please leave, I'm not in the mood. I don't even want to be in contact with you guys. I never did," Haruhi snapped.

"Haruhi…I just wanted to invite you to come to Ouran Academy this Saturday." Tamaki said, "We're having a celebration on me becoming the chairman since my father's retiring. I understand if you don't want to come."

"I don't," Haruhi said bluntly.

"Oh…okay…I'll go then."

"Wait! You don't stay in a room here and possibly pose for a few nude pictures?" Misuzu offered. Mei glared at the okama.

"No thank you," Tamaki chuckled a little. "I don't want to upset Haruhi with my presence. Farewell, Haruhi."

"Bye," Haruhi replied, not caring.

Soon Tamaki was out of ear reach, and Mei began to speak, "Haruhi! What the hell?! He was the definition of stunning. The definition of handsome. The definition of-"

Haruhi replied bitterly, "To me, he's anything but that."

"You're going," the blonde girl said.

"Mei-"

"I will drag you."

"Mei-"

"It's official! You're going," Mei declared. "Now if you excuse me, I have to get to work."

Before the brunette girl could object any further, her friend quickly hurried off. Haruhi sighed, "Has anybody ever heard of 'will' in this world?"

This was a beautiful moment. Kimiko wished it could stay like this forever. The smell of the plants surrounded her. The sunshine shined bright on her body. The presence of Mori made her less intense about her worries.

"Are you alright?" Mori asked. His face showed no emotion like always.

"I am. I really am." Kimiko replied, smiling. "I'm sorry. I'm just really glad you're here with me."

Mori smiled, "Really?" He was getting a hint of something.

"Yeah, I don't handle negative things like death well," Kimiko told him. "I'm just glad you happened to pass by my family's botanical park."

"I'm glad too," he told her.

Her eyes widened and she blushed, "Mori-senpai, for the past few days…have you hitting on me?" Mori swore that he would've choked on his own spit. He didn't expect Kimiko to be fast forward like that. Kimiko was always known as an agreeable, kind, big-hearted girl. He couldn't believe how blunt she could be.

Now Mori had been trying to make subtle yet obvious romantic advances at the girl. Not because he liked her but because his father had told him that he would need a lover soon or he could forget about continuing to be the heir. Mori's parents were very fond and obsessed over having grandchildren. Seeing his little brother, Satoshi, have a girlfriend made them think that Mori was being a little slow. Honestly, Mori didn't want to find love yet but he didn't want the position of the heir to be given to Satoshi. That would go very bad. So when he saw Kimiko, he just decided to use her. Old Mori would've cared about her feelings, but this one didn't. All those years of training would not go to waste.

"Yes."

"Oh…this is awkward…"

"Why?"

"I-I thought you were gay." Silence filled the air as she struck a chord with Mori. His eye twitched, but the silence alone scared her. She apologized, "Senpai, I'm sorry!"

"W-w-why would you think that?"

"During high school, I heard you were always a little harsh when rejecting girls." Kimiko said, "One girl even said that you rejected her because there was already someone you loved…Honey-senpai."

"He's my cousin," Mori reasoned.

"If it makes you feel any better…" Kimiko said. "For a short period of time in middle school, some people thought the twins were gay."

"Their twin brothers," Mori murmured to himself. "Why do people like incest so much?"

"Mori, I'm really sorry." Kimiko said, looking down and playing with her fingers, "I shouldn't have believed such rumors." Mori sighed. Was this the girl he chose?

"May I help you?" Mei repeated that line for the one thousandth time today as someone tapped on her shoulder. She turned around to see a raven-haired girl.

"Hi," the girl had a soft voice, "can you help me with looking for wedding dresses?" The store Mei worked at was large. It had all kinds of departments.

"Yeah, is there anything you're specifically looking for?" Mei asked.

"Something black or it could just be dark colors," the girl replied.

Mei wanted to give the girl a judgmental look so badly. She was surprised that the customer didn't want anything that was in the category of pastel colors or bright colors or just white. Suddenly, a short honey blond man appeared.

"Uh," his sweat dropped. The man scratched the back of his head, nervously, "Reiko, sugar, you don't want anything normal?" Mei was slightly alarmed. Was this guy even old enough to marry? Was this woman a super cougar?

"I prefer something really dark and gothic, Mitsukuni," Reiko argued. She turned to the blonde girl again, "Can you help me find some please?"

"Sure but I doubt that there are many like that in this store," Mei warned. The couple started following Mei, and also started whispering to each other. Of course, Mei didn't notice.

"Honey, I was at the baby section at the store today." Reiko told him, "There was this woman I talked to shortly and she was also pregnant. She looked familiar though but I can't put my finger on it."

"What did she look like, sweetheart?" Honey asked, curious.

"She was a dark blonde. I couldn't see her eyes though because she was wearing sunglasses."

"Inside the store?"

"Inside the store," his fiancée replied. "She looked really familiar though."

"Who'd she remind you of?"

"I can't remember. That's the problem." Reiko told him, "I had a really bad vibe about her though."

"Maybe it was just some stranger." Honey advised, "Don't stress. It's bad for our baby." The couple smiled at each other.

Reiko said, "Yeah, maybe…hey, I think I see some dark wedding dresses I like." The girl hurried towards the dresses.

"Reiko, sugar plum, no! That's the funeral section!"

"This party's really nice," Hikaru said as he put his hands in pocket. Everyone was having a good time. Drinking, laughing, smiling…it was something everyone missed at Ouran Academy after Tamaki's departure. Former students were there, and business partners of the Suoh family were there.

"Yeah," Kaoru agreed. "I can't believe we're back here. You know, in Ouran Academy."

"Yeah…a lot of memories," Hikaru said as he looked around.

"It's kind of tense though."

"Why is that?" Hikaru asked.

"Everyone who was at Kasanoda's party is in here," Kaoru said. "Just makes things a little tense."

"Come on now, Kaoru," Hikaru said. "This is supposed to be a happy event. Let's ignore the bad things."

"You can't ignore them forever," Kaoru said. The twins' eyes met, "Just like you can't ignore your feelings."

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean," Kaoru said. "Your feelings for Haruhi are returning."

"Whatever," Hikaru said, trying to act if it didn't matter to him.

"Hikaru…"

"Kaoru, let it go, okay? She's not even coming tonight," Hikaru said. "Why are you talking about her?"

"Because Hikaru," Kaoru said, "going to the strip club or the bar is not going to solve all your problems."

"Okay but what about you, huh?" Hikaru snapped, "If you're so concerned about my love and social life, what about yours?"

"I'm just worried about you, Hika," Kaoru said with concern in his voice.

"Well, don't. I'm the older brother here, and I will always be." Hikaru told him, "I'm the one who's supposed to be looking out for you."

"We're siblings," Kaoru said. "We look out for each other."

A voice called them, "Hitachiins?" They sighed. Didn't anyone know they had separate and different names?

"Hey Momoka," they greeted. They were slightly annoyed at her appearance. They didn't like unwanted company in their little world.

"Hi," Momoka said, smiling. "I didn't get to see you much at the last party. Wow, you've both grown up to be so handsome." Then again, compliments were very much appreciated by the Hitachiin twins.

"Thank you, Momoka," the twins said, smiling also. Momoka was still polite and nice as ever.

There was a short period of awkward silence. "I wonder when Tamaki-senpai is gonna appear," Momoka said. "His entrances and presence always made an impression on everyone."

"Yeah…" the twins agreed as they remembered.

"Not to be nosy but…do you know why Tamaki-senpai left?" asked Momoka. She sighed as she continued, "It's just that him leaving made such terrible impact on everybody so I wonder…why he even left…" Momoka was also still curious as ever.

"We're still asking ourselves that, Momoka," Hikaru replied.

"Let's just hope this party raises our spirits up after all that's happened," Momoka said. The twins nodded in agreement.

"This room…it's so dusty…it's like no one's walked in here for years," Tamaki said to no one in particular. He coughed as he felt dust particles enter his mouth. The room he was in was dark. It's vibe was so gloomy, and the room was very dirty. There were dust bunnies and huge dust balls everywhere. The paint was even peeling off, and there were cracks on its walls. Tamaki kept walking around until he reached the windows. He slid his finger on it, and his finger was immediately covered with a coat of dust. Tamaki sighed. This room had been untouched. This room had not been entered in. This room had been a host club's room. What had happened to Music Room #3?

A ray of light shined on Tamaki as he heard its now creaky doors open. He heard a familiar female voice, "Tamaki, what are you doing in this disgusting room? Come out, it's time for the announcements."

His eyes and voice were dull once again, "Yes dear."

"I can't believe we got here," Mei said, excited. "I hope your boyfriend doesn't mind that I came."

"Number one, he's not my boyfriend for the last time. Goodness, do you hear anything I say?" Haruhi said, "Number two, there was an invitation in my mailbox. Another on front of my door, another on my bedroom pillow, and another in my sinks. So I think we had a lot of help knowing where this party was." They walked in, and all eyes were on Haruhi again. Whispers filled the room. They were probably like this because of her outburst at the funeral. Nevertheless, Haruhi didn't care. She didn't even care to be here. She wouldn't be here if Mei hadn't broken into her house through the window and forced her to get dressed and come.

"Wow, why are they staring at you?" Mei asked, "Were you actually popular at your high school? Not to be mean, but I find that hard to believe. Oh wait, didn't you tell me you were a host or something? That explains it." Haruhi narrowed her eyes at Mei. "What? What did I say?"

"Whatever," Haruhi said. "I just want to stay here for a short time, and then leave. Unless the food here is really good because this time, I brought a bag to stuff it all in." Suddenly, Haruhi heard her name being called from all sorts of directions. She turned to each one seeing, Kyoya and Renge, the twins and Momoka, Honey and Reiko, Mori and Kimiko walking towards her.

"Crap, I really didn't want to attract attention," Haruhi said.

"Are you grateful now that I picked out your dress?" Mei said. In response, the brunette narrowed her brown eyes at her again. Mei shrugged it off, "Whether you like it or not, the previous choice was horrendous." Soon, the whole group reached Haruhi.

"Haruhi, we didn't think you'd come," Kaoru said.

"Who's your friend, Haruhi?" asked Hikaru.

"I'm Mei," the blonde introduced herself, "nice to meet you."

"You too," Hikaru flashed a lopsided smile. Mei flashed a charming smile of her own.

Haruhi was about to say something, but she was interrupted by a loud voice. Everyone turned to see an aged Mr. Suoh, Tamaki's father, on top of the stairs with a smile on his face. Tamaki was standing next to him, smiling also. He greeted everyone and thanked them for coming.

"Today, I am sad to say that I must retire from my position as chairman of Ouran Academy." Mr. Suoh announced, "Yet today, I am proud to say that my son will take over the position as chairman of the school." Loud clapping followed after he stopped speaking.

Tamaki began to speak as the clapping died down, "I am also proud. My goals for a better future for Ouran Academy are great. In my years of being a chairman, I hope to make an excellent one. I hope I bring many great and positive changes to this school. This school is almost like home sweet home. There are so many great memories here that I've never forgotten. There are so many people here that I've never forgotten." Tamaki paused, "I promise you that I will try my absolute best for this school."

'Hasn't he broken enough promises?' Haruhi thought. She almost wanted to cry. His speech touched her heart.

"I also have an announcement," a female voice was heard. As she stepped out the shadows, the female revealed to be Éclair Tonnerre. Correction: Éclair Tonnerre Suoh. Gasps and whispers were heard throughout the room as she revealed herself.

"What the hell?!" Haruhi said angrily to the group, "No one told me she was gonna be here."

"Don't look at us," Renge said with the same amount of shock. "We didn't know either."

Éclair continued after everyone quieted down. She said with a smile, "I would like to happily announce that I, Éclair Tonnerre Suoh, am pregnant." Everyone gasped again. Whispers filled the room rapidly, and most people clapped and cheered. The remaining people, who the former members of the Host Club, just stood there as if they were frozen. All sorts of emotions came rushing back to them: Anger, hatred, shock. It was as if as the world outside of them had not existed anymore. They were in a world of absolute absence. They were in bodies, minds, and souls filled with anger, hatred, and shock.

"Oh, I see, Haruhi…he's not your boyfriend because he's already married," Mei said. "Wait a minute, is it his child in her stomach though? I don't mean to question her fidelity but…"

"Are you guys okay?" Kimiko asked with concern. "It's like you're absolutely frozen."

"Mitsukuni," Reiko took his hand in hers and tugged it. "That's the girl I saw at the store. She's the one."

"Renge," Momoka said with worry, "do you know what's wrong with them?"

"To them," Renge tried to explain. "It's not exactly the best news." Renge returned to trying to snap her fiancée out of it.

Somehow, amongst the large crowd, Éclair's blue eyes met Haruhi's brown ones. Those blue eyes had an evil glint in them. Éclair flashed a mocking, cruel smirk at the brunette. Éclair rubbed her stomach. She then turned to Tamaki, brought his face to hers, and kissed him. That made Haruhi crack. Our heroine felt the salty, wet tears roll down her cheeks. Hikaru noticed and tried to wrap his arms around her for comfort, but she ran out as fast as she could. Haruhi Fujioka had pride like everyone else. Haruhi Fujioka would not let Éclair Tonnerre Suoh see her cry.