CHAPTER 3:

A/N: Ok I completed another chapter tonight so I decided to update again. As long as I can keep ahead of myself I will post. Hope you like it. I may need to change the rating after chapter 7 but we'll see. R&R

I DO NOT OWN OURAN HIGH!

Tamaki stood there silent for a minute. The rest of the club was in awe. They had an idea of what was going on, but not to this extent. Soon Tamaki snapped out of it and grabbed Haruhi by the collar.

"Who is the ungrateful bastard who would take advantage of you?"

"Get your hands off of her Tamaki." Kyouya had lost his calm that he usually had. "If you're angry take it out on her husband."

Tamaki let go of her collar. "And who would that be?"

"That would be me" Kyouya said, stepping between Tamaki and Haruhi.

"You?" Tamaki stepped back, looking puzzled. After a minute of silence, Tamaki rose his fist and punched Kyouya in the face. "Bastard. You dare break up our family? Get out!"

Kyouya bent down to pick up his glasses. After doing so, he turned around and walked to the door.

"Kyouya, wait!" Haruhi said.

Kyouya stopped in his tracks.

"You fool." Haruhi said. "We knew you would react this way. That's why we hid it from you! We chose to go on as if nothing had happened to let you live in your fantasy world! Don't you think the others are mad to? They all had an idea of what was going on, and they still acted fine, even though they weren't. If anyone is breaking up your "family" it's you!"

With that Haruhi walked over to Kyouya and they walked out the door together. Haruhi had tears in her eyes.

"Don't worry. The others are behind you."

"I didn't want it to be this way."

"You knew he would be jealous."

"He didn't have to punch you! You're going to have a black eye now."

Kyouya looked at her. "That's what you're upset about?"

"Of course. You got hurt and it's all my fault. Tamaki will get over himself sooner or later, but he still didn't have to hit you."

Kyouya smiled. He stopped and turned her head toward him, wiping the tears from her cheeks. He gently placed a kiss on her lips. "Let's go home shall we."

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"Tamaki why did you hit him?" Hunni asked.

"Yeah, don't you think that was a little much?" Kaoru asked.

"We're all upset, but don't you think it deserves an explanation?" this came through clenched teeth from Hikaru.

"You all knew?"

"We thought they were just dating." kaoru explained.

"I... I can't forgive him!" Tamaki screamed, tears falling from his face as he sat on his knees on the floor. "The host club will be closed for a while. Go home."

The rest of the group left. After they walked out the door they stopped.

"We should go see what happened." Hunni suggested.

"Yeah." Mori replied

"Hikaru?" Kaoru asked.

He nodded, not trusting the words to come out of his mouth.

Hikaru had a hard time sharing Haruhi with anyone, and now that she was married, he had no choice. He was taking it better than expected, probably because it was Kyouya he had to share with. At least he would never be forbidden to see her.

Kaoru called Kyouya's cell phone. It rang four times before they got an answer.

"Hello kaoru."

"Kyouya, we want to talk."

There was a moment of silence. "Very well. Dinner is at 7."

"Thank you."

"Thank Haruhi."

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Kyouya hung up.

"Are you sure about this."

"They deserve to know. I just wish tamaki was coming."

"You care about him."

"As a friend. Things might have been different. To be honest, I'm glad they turned out the way they did. I don't think I could have put up with any of them." Haruhi was purposely teasing Kyouya. She knew he got jealous, just as the rest of them did, but he had every right to be jealous. He almost wouldn't let her go on the trips they had planned for the other members of the club. He didn't trust Tamaki not to get fresh. She laughed and said he had monopolized her for long enough that summer. Besides, they had the rest of their lives to make up for it.

Truth was, she had fallen for him during their three year engagement. After they were told of the engagement they had started spending weekends together, as part of the engagement terms. The rest of the club thought Haruhi was with her grandmother in Tokyo and Kyouya often had business trips on the weekends. A clever ruse to hide the truth. It isn't that they didn't want to share with their friends, they were just afraid of the reaction.

"Haruhi?"

She was snapped out of her musings.

"We have time. Do you want to go to the beach for an hour?"

"Sure." Haruhi smiled.

They had their honeymoon on a beach. It was the first place they had made love. Kyouya was very gentle with her. It shocked her how painless he had made it for her. She was glad they were going to the beach. She needed to take her mind off things.

The car ride was half an hour long. They sat in silence the whole time, just holding hands.

Once they arrived at the beach they got out of the car. Aside from their bodyguards and their driver, they were the only ones on the beach. The bodyguards knew the routine by now. They were to stay back and watch from afar.

Haruhi and Kyouya walked hand in hand down the shore of the beach. The water washed over their bare feet. Haruhi smiled. She liked these outings with her husband. During the two weeks the rest of the group was supposed to leave her alone, she spent a lot of time here with Kyouya. When they weren't here they were shopping for haruhi. She had a new wardrobe, the bed in their room was her choice and so was much of the decoration. She had grown accustom to falling asleep with Kyouya's arms around her. When school started she moved into the dorm and lived there on the weekdays, only spending weekends with kyouya. There was a house of theirs near the beach. It was something that was given to them as a wedding gift. This was their beach now. The first couple of months as a college student Haruhi had spent all of her time studying here, in their house. She had to admit there were times she would have spent the day in kyouya's arms, but she had a determination to finish college. Kyouya spent most of the time studying as well, but whenever they could take time out, they would walk the beach, often times staying there till sundown or later. It was nice. She was truly happy.

Kyouya knew how much she loved this beach. They had made love here more than once, each time getting sand in unmentionable places and having to shower afterwards. They had learned to shower separately otherwise they would never get cleaned up. Their passion for each other was something kyouya did not comprehend. Every time they made love it felt like a totally new and wonderful experience. He had never expected to fall in love with her. It was just a marriage their parents arranged. Heavens knew why they had arranged it but they had. And he had fallen for her. It took him two years of being engaged to her to admit his feelings to himself, and until after the wedding for him to admit them to her.

Out of nowhere, kyouya looked at his wife.

"Haruhi?" he asked.

She turned her head to look at him. "Yes?"

He bent down and kissed her with a passion one can not describe. She let out a slight moan as she kissed him back. Haruhi sighed as they parted lips. She loved the way he kissed. It made her feel like the most beautiful person in the world. And she was. To him.

She smiled at him. He loved the way she smiled. It made him feel like the most important person in the world. And he was. To her.

They didn't need to say a word. They knew by their little actions what they were saying.

They shared one last kiss as they headed back, ready to face their friends.