Author Note: Just for information to the readers, the only Japanese words that I use are the ones that I've memorized, if you don't like it, no one's really forcing you to read it. Also, this story is already finished being typed up, there's about 21 or 22 chapters, so, whatever it is you have to say, can it not be pointless? Thank you.

Japanese translations are at the bottom.
"Talking"
'Thoughts.'

Characters belong to Bisco Hatori.
Story and plot belong to me.

Chapter 03

What Father Wants

- Previously -

"Haruhi-kun," Renge called out a little curiously.
She looked at her, forgetting that she was there. "Hmm?"
"How well do you know Kyouya-sama?"
Blinking, her attention went elsewhere, "I don't know."

"Ano, are you doing something after club?" She blushed lightly.
"Mm… ah, hai, Sayuri wants me to help choose her swimsuit."
"O-oh, okay, never mind then," The manager smiled sheepishly.
"Naze? Did you need something?" Haruhi looked at her curiously.

"Huh? Oh, iie!" She blushed a little. "I was… going to ask the same thing."
"Would you like to join us, Renge-chan?" The natural host asked as they walked in.
"I'd love to!" Immediately she clung to Haruhi happily at the offer.
"Haru-chan!" Sayuri called out happily, coming over to hug her so Renge moved.
Haruhi laughed and hugged back lightly, "un. You don't mind if Renge-chan joins us after the Host Club is over with do you? She wants me to help her choose one too."
"Sure, the more the merrier." The childhood friend smiled happily.

"Ano… can I come too? I would like Haruhi-kun to help me pick a new one." Momoka asked a little shyly with two of her friends with her as support, but also to ask.
Haruhi smiled at them, "I don't mind, but we might need a limousine to take us."
"I'll take care of it!" Sayuri cheered. "We'll all go home, get dressed, and go to a commoners' mall, the clothing is cheap and have good quality there."

"Now that I think about it… Yuzuha-sama might get a bit a little annoyed…" Haruhi reminded herself, then shrugged it off, "ah well, it's not like I'm getting anything."
She smiled to the girls, "this should be an interesting event then, how exciting."

All of the girls squealed and all rushed to Haruhi, asking if they all could come along with 'him' to the mall. Tamaki looked at this scenery and gawked at it in a horrifying manner while Mitsukuni pondered on if they were going to make a Haruhi Fan Club. It was an interesting thought, but no one in the Host Club wanted that to happen since they wanted to keep their precious princess to their selves.

Haruhi managed to slip out of the whoring fans and went to Kyouya, "when?"
The vice president looked at her for the moment, then looked away, "Saturday."
"Why so long, are you trying to make me purposely forget?" She frowned.
"Iie," his attention quietly went to her as he closed his notebook calmly and replied in a bored tone, "even if you forget, there is something we that we need to discuss."
'I don't like that suspicious tone, demo…' the natural sighed, "hai." She turned away.

"H-Haruhi! Where are you going?!" Tamaki panicked.
Haruhi replied as she rushed away. "I-I have to go or else I'll miss the train!"
"We'll take you home!" Hikaru and Kaoru stated.
"Iie, I'll be fine alone!" She waved to them and left.

"WAH!!! HARUHI IS IGNORE OTOUSAN!!!" Tamaki cried. "KYOUYA, WHY DID YOU ALLOW HARUHI TO LEAVE?! WE STILL HAVE THIRTY MINUTES LEFT!!!"
"If you want to stop Haruhi from leaving, then do so." Kyouya shrugged.
"Haru-chan should go home and ice that bruised cheek!" Mitsukuni stated.

- Now -

It turned out to be Momoka, Renge, and Sayuri who had Haruhi's company to help them seek out clothing for the trip. The natural host member now how a bandage on her cheek to hide the discolored bruise, but didn't let that stop her. Sayuri demanded that the two of them held hands, and so after Haruhi sighed, she gave up her hand.

"So what type do you girls want?" Haruhi asked curiously.
"I want Haruhi to choose for me." Sayuri smiled.
"Un, me too." Momoka stated happily.
"Let's all try on some bikinis!" Renge cheered. "Except Haruhi-kun."
They all laughed, "hai, hai, let's go then."

The four went to a swimsuit store in the mall and Haruhi was dragged to the bikini section by the three. Haruhi glanced at the two pieces in curiosity and pointed to one while telling Sayuri that she might look good in it. Sayuri snatched the pieces, went to try them on, and then came out to show Haruhi and the two other girls.

"Kawaii!" Renge and Momoka cheered.
"It looks good on you." Haruhi smiled.
"It's a little loose on the straps." Sayuri frowned.
"Hontou? Let me see." She came over and helped.

Renge and Momoka hugged each other in anxiousness, wondering what in the world was going to happen between the two. Haruhi fixed the straps over Sayuri's shoulders and asked if that felt better, in which it did. Deciding that she would buy it, Sayuri went back in to change and Momoka was next to try one.

"I enjoyed seeing you in white, unless you prefer a different type." Haruhi spoke out.
"Ah," Momoka blushed, "kay," she grabbed one that she liked, "how about this?"
"Un," she smiled warmly, so Momoka went to get changed and came out, "kawaii."
Her face flushed even more, "h-hontou?" In that case, she changed in order to buy it.

After Renge picked out a swim wear, the three girls decided to pay for the clothes while Haruhi waited outside at a little bench. For some odd reason, she felt like she was constantly being followed, but she was, of course by the Host Club. Hearing a snicker in the distance, Haruhi looked in that direction and saw Kyouya's old friend.

"Ano… Kuze-senpai…?" She looked at him curiously.
"Oh? Buta-chan's here without his masters?" Takeshi smirked.
'Masters?' Haruhi wondered. "What about your fiancée?"
He scowled. "Don't change the subject! Where's Kyouya-kun?!"
"Eh? How should I know?" Already she was getting annoyed.
"Heh, you're his and Suoh-kun's pet, you should know."

"I'm nobody's pet," Haruhi sighed, "truthfully, I don't understand why it is you continuously try to 'defeat' Kyouya-senpai in trivial things." She looked away, trying to still be nice. "If you can't beat them, join them, ne?"

"Hah! As if I'd join Suoh-kun's servants' Host Club!" Takeshi laughed.
"Iie, even I don't want to be in it." She replied.
He looked at her confusedly, "then why you in it Buta-chan?"

Haruhi looked up boredly, "I have a debt to pay, but even then… the longer I stay, the better I get to know them." She looked at him, "just because you two have been childhood friends, it doesn't mean that you understand Kyouya-senpai. If you want to understand him, to know his real self, why don't you stop acting like a child."

The Football Club president looked at her in surprise, then scoffed, "hah! Yeah right."
"It's only my opinion, but at least I stand by it." Haruhi stated.
"Right… so how does that work with him being a servant to Suoh-kun?" He smirked.

"Is it really a Servant and Master, or is it something that you're too blind to see?" She sighed, "Kyouya-senpai's business is Kyouya-senpai's business, not mine." The third demon then leaked and scowled at him, "now then, please go away."

"WAHHH!!!!!! ONI!!!!!!" Takeshi ran away in fear, remembering Kyouya's look.

"Haruhi's scary when she's angry," Tamaki shook in a scared manner.
"Haru-chan scared Kaze-chan." Mitsukuni stated surprisedly.
"Un." Takashi shook his head in agreement with his cousin.
"That oni was hiding in Haruhi all along," Hikaru mumbled nervously.

Kaoru quietly glanced at Kyouya who seemed unaffected by her words, 'Kyouya-senpai said something like that during the sports festival.' He thought about it, and then smiled weakly, 'Haruhi, you really know us all pretty well, …ne?'

"Ah… the others came out." Hikaru pointed out obviously.
"It looks like their going to eat at that restaurant." Mitsukuni stated.
"Haruhi likes sushi." Takashi reminded as the girls entered the sushi restaurant.
"Don't you think it would be wise for us to leave?" Kyouya asked Tamaki.
"Naze? I wanna keep an eye on my musume!" Tamaki whined.

'Anta baka.' He sighed, "she agreed to have us go with her when she goes to visit her mothers' grave, is that not enough for you? Imagine how furious she'll be if she finds out that we're here stalking her." Kyouya grabbed her cell phone.

"She won't find out!" Tamaki demanded.

Kyouya nearly rolled his eyes and sent Haruhi a text message to let her know what was going on. Two minutes later Haruhi jumped at the vibration of her cell phone that was given to her by the Hitachiin twins. She apologized to the girls as she brought it out of her pocket and looked at the message, surprised who it was from.

If you didn't notice. Tamaki order the Host Club to follow you in the commoner mall. We're behind these soda machines, mind telling him to go home? --;

Haruhi sighed and rubbed her face in annoyance and didn't bother to reply to him, seeing how she was being watched. She placed it back in her pocket and waited just a few more minutes before standing up at the table. Her smile was obviously fake as she said she would be right back, and so they said okay and watched her.

She went out of the restaurant for the moment and looked around in annoyance before spotting the vending machines. Her malice smile grew when seeing Takashi's hair sticking out from the top, so she came over. Haruhi stood next to the vending machines patiently, listening to Tamaki blabber a plan to keep an eye on her.

"As soon as they leave the restaurant, they'll probably go home." Tamaki whispered.
"Haru-chan might finally have ootoro." Mitsukuni cheered quietly.
"Ah," Takashi agreed, as usual, with his cousin.
"Ano, I think Haruhi will just walk around with the girls a while." Hikaru stated.
"Un, I doubt she'd do anything else." Kaoru added.

"Urusai." Haruhi said in angrily and the four enthusiastic Host Club members jumped in fright to hear her voice. She looked at them, scowling as her demon tone rose, "if you have time to stalk me, how about you get ready for the weekend, ne?"

"ONI!!!" They cried and ran away, minus Mitsukuni who was grabbed by Takashi.
"Mou…" Haruhi sighed and heard a light snicker, so she looked. "Kyouya-senpai?"
Kyouya looked at her, "it's amazing at how stupid they are, arigato."
"Dou-itashimashite," she replied as she turned away but spoke, "demo…"
"Hmm?" The vice president gazed down at her, mildly curious.

"I too gain a benefit from the Host Club I realize, perhaps not in the same way as you and the others do." Haruhi sighed, "you're more like a twisted lord hiding his feelings when it matters most, even if could benefit yourself or others."

"That's rather an interesting opinion in its' own way." Kyouya complimented and began walking away with a light way, "mata ashita."

"Un."

Haruhi and her few friends were with her, along with her father that always came on this day. She was surprised at how everyone was rather quiet during the visit to the grave, but was a little relieved. Her mind wasn't troubled at all, and it had actually surprised her at how she was happy the others were there.

"Are you guys ready to eat?" Haruhi asked curiously with a smile.
"Hai!" Mitsukuni clung to her waist happily.
"Good, because we made a big picnic." Sayuri smiled happily.
"Yay! Let's get to the limousine!" Ryouji cheered.

Mitsukuni and Sayuri dragged Haruhi to the limousine in a hurry, keeping her quite entertained. Tamaki and the others there were rather quiet though, not that they were doing it on purpose though. They were all quiet because they didn't understand why Haruhi wasn't all that sad about visiting, it was her mothers' grave.

"Oi, oi, what's with those sad faces?" Ryouji asked in annoyance. "Cheer up."
Tamaki looked at him, "otousan… why isn't Haruhi sad…?"
"Eh?" Haruhi's father looked at him, then at the three running off. "Hmm…"
"More or less she's used to this after ten years." Kyouya stated.
"Un, she's somewhat over the loss, and she has good friends." Ryouji walked off.

The Host Club didn't really understand what it truly meant to lose a parent; they could only get an idea of their parents away on business. But the difference was that Haruhi's mother, wasn't, going to come back to her in this life time. They didn't know whether to be happy or not around her, they always fooled around, but now?

"Oi! Hurry up or Honey-senpai will eat all the food!" Haruhi called out to them.

The group walked over and sat in a circle as they grabbed little amounts of the varieties of food. Everyone noticed that Haruhi wasn't eating, just drinking a can of soda, and made them a little worried. As Tamaki was about to speak to her, Sayuri placed an octopus wiener in front of her with the chopsticks.

"Here." She smiled.
Haruhi looked at her, "I'm not hungry."
"Just a bite." Her friend grinned.
"…" sighing, she opened her mouth, and ate it.

"Is it me… or do they act like the twins…?" Tamaki asked curiously.
"It's not you," the Hitachiin twins stated.
"At least Haruhi decided to eat." Kyouya stated.
"Un!" Mitsukuni smiled happily and offered one to Haruhi.

Haruhi sighed, "what am I, pregnant? I would feed myself if I was hungry."
"WHAT?! MY MUSUME IS PREGNANT?!" Tamaki asked worriedly.
"…iie…" she sighed in annoyance, him being an idiot and all.

"If any of you get her pregnant, I'll slit your throat," Ryouji said with venom dripping off his tongue and then added with a chirp, "ne?"

Haruhi sighed, "mou, stop talking…" she continued to drink her soda in silence.

The night came fast and everyone was heading to the limousine and Tamaki tried to whisper something in her ear. Haruhi jumped away from him and accidentally clung to Kaoru and Hikaru who both looked at her. They saw her scowl at Tamaki with a faint blush and they hugged her protectively as usual.

"Hentai," the twins spoke, "Haruhi, sit with us in the limo."
"U-un." She replied, still a little jumpy from the warm breath against her ear.
"Wah!!! I was just asking a question!!!" Tamaki wailed.
"Rather seducing her with whispers." Kyouya stated.
He blushed, "that wasn't my intention!"

"What was Tama-chan going to ask her?" Mitsukuni asked curiously.
He was about to answer his question, but looked away, "it's nothing."
"Haru-chan needs to get a restraining order on you, hentai-senpai." Sayuri stated.

"I'm not a hentai!" Tamaki whined, then quieted down as he watched the twins and the two Fujioka family members go in the limousine. "I wanted to ask if she felt like she wanted to cry." He mumbled, "I think I would… if I lost my okasan like that."

"Baka," Sayuri smiled, "Haru-chan's strong."
"Un," Takashi surprisingly agreed with someone other than Mitsukuni.
"I'm sure we can imagine the pain of losing someone." Kyouya stated.
"Haru-chan isn't sad, we shouldn't be either, ne?" Mitsukuni asked.
"Hai," Sayuri smiled and laughed lightly, "I plan to leave Ouran soon."

"EH?!" Tamaki was surprised.
"I see," Kyouya pushed his glasses up, "you were only there for Haruhi."
"Un," Haruhi's childhood friend smiled happily, "but she has good friends here."
"Huh?" The four were confused at what she said.
"Iya, demo, I don't remember the last time Haru-chan's had so much chaos as fun."

The Host Club members looked at each other confusedly and Sayuri waved to them lightly before heading to the limousine. Hikaru and Kaoru yelled at them, saying that they were going to leave them there if they wouldn't hurry up. They listened to the twins and hurriedly made their way to the limousine that was ready to leave.

Tamaki's limousine dropped everyone at their estate, last but not least was the Fujioka residence. He stepped out with them and asked Haruhi to wait a moment as her dad continued forth to the apartment. His hand went up and scratched the back of his head nervously which was making Haruhi nervous too.

"I… wanted to ask something…" the Host Club president stated quietly.
"Nani?" she looked at him curiously, forgetting the nervousness.
"Were you really okay? When we went to the graves?" Tamaki asked.
Her head titled, "was that what you all were so worried about?"
"Eh?" He didn't know exactly how to take in that question.

"Okasan's been gone since I was seven, senpai," Haruhi stated, "of course I think about her, but crying about it every time I think about her won't bring her back."

"So," he started slowly, "…you wanted to cry?"
"Iie," the natural host smiled, "it's hard to cry with you guys around."
Tamaki looked at her, and laughed, "I see, that's good!"
She laughed as well as she gave a small reply, "hai."

"Haru-chan! Get inside! It's cold!" Ryouji called from the upstairs rail.

"Hai!" Haruhi called out to him, then looked at Tamaki, "I have to go inside now."
"Wakaru," the king host kissed her on the forehead, "see you tomorrow."
"Eh?" She wondered why she would see them on a Saturday.
"Ara? You forgot already? We're going to the beach for the three day weekend."

"Ah! I forgot!" Haruhi nearly panicked.
He couldn't help but laugh, "we'll be here to pick you up in the morning."
"Don't think I'll cook breakfast." She stated with a pout.
Tamaki frowned, "I like your home cooked meals."
"Feeding eight mouths is too much, and you all have different tastes."

He smiled lightly and waved, "oyasumi, Haruhi."
"Un, ja ne Tamaki-senpai." Haruhi replied.

Getting into the limousine, Tamaki told the driver that it was alright to leave now after he closed the door. It began to drive off, so Haruhi decided to wave goodbye as it went into the distance and made a turn. Haruhi sighed in relief and wiped her eyes before the urge to cry appeared, and she went to the apartment and took a shower.

Translations:

Buta: Pig.
Oni: Demon.
Musume: Daughter.
Anta Baka: "You idiot."
Urusai: "Shut up."
Mou: "Jeez."
Dou-itashimashite: "You're welcome."
Mata ashita: "See you tomorrow."
Hentai: Pervert.
Baka: "Stupid, idiot, moron, etc."
Wakaru: "I understand/Alright."
Oyasumi: Good night.

Author Note: No notes.

Next Update: Safe to say next Saturday or ten comments because I'm a little busy.