A/N: I have given up on getting these chapters out in a timely fashion. Please forgive me. Here is the very late but hopefully good KyouyaxHaruhi chapter. Also, for the next chapter, I'm itching to write TamaHaru or a FRIENDSHIP story between Mori and Hikaru. Requests of those would be greatly appreciated - especially the Mori and Hikaru one. I have an interesting idea for that one.
Congrats to Katherine-the-Crowned! Paying attention to my parents' anniversary slideshow paid off apparently! She was quite annoyed that I wouldn't help her, but I had to be fair. Her twins family/friendship thing will be written...eventually. The song was "I Could Not Ask for More" performed by both Sarah Evans and Edwin McCain, separately.
Rain pattered softly against the window. There was no thunder, no lightening, just the gentle, soothing sound of raindrops hitting the glass.
Haruhi closed her eyes and sighed, feeling totally and utterly calm. True, thunderstorms frightened her, but light showers like this one were soothing to her after a long week of handling cases.
But the rain wasn't the only thing that made this moment perfect. Her head rested on Kyouya's shoulder, her hand on his chest as they sat together in their bed, enjoying this quiet moment together. She lifted her head to look up at him and he smiled – his rare, true smile that only those closest to him saw.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked her softly. She smiled in response. "You. Our life. Everything," she paused, absently playing with the hem of his t-shirt. "It seems…too good to be true, sometimes, that I found all I've waited for. But in moments like this, I feel like maybe I did something right, and this was supposed to happen." She looked up at him again. "What about you?...Are you happy?"
Kyouya looked at her for a moment and then slowly lifted his head and looked away. Haruhi followed his gaze through the open door and across the hallway, where they could see their sixteen-month-old daughter sleeping peacefully, soft black curls splayed out on the pillow and her "Uncle" Tamaki's teddy bear clutched to her tiny chest.
Kyouya's eyes returned to Haruhi's face and he answered simply, "Yes. I could not ask for more." He leaned down and kissed her then, nothing forceful or demanding in the kiss, their lips moving against each other's gently. They parted slowly and looked at each other for a moment before she returned her head to his shoulder.
He kissed the top of her head and then rested his chin on it, running his knuckles lightly along the length of her arm. As they sat together in comfortable silence, they knew his words were true. Neither could ask for more than this life, this time together, this perfect moment.
As the rain outside continued to beat against the window, they forgot any troubles that might await them in the morning and fell asleep in each other's arms.
A/N: Written in about an hour sometime between midnight and 1:30 this morning. It was one of those times that my friend Kat described as starting out to create something, and a little while later you look down and go , "Oh!" Not what I intended, but I quite like it. It sort of felt like it just flowed out of me. Maybe because I was too tired to think much about it or anything else. Sometime soon this story might have to go on a hiatus. I hate school sometimes. Review! And look out for the next chapter!
