Move over Sherlock

Hikaru glared viciously at the flashing ascending numbers above the elevator doors and scuffed his heels in impatience. He huffed, his generally grumpy mood growing worse with every second that went by.

All he wanted to do was get home to his penthouse and whine to Haruhi about his boring day, but the elevator was insisting to move at a torturing slow pace. He was sure it was doing it on purpose, just to mock him. Perhaps it knew of his long day of repetitive meetings, fake politeness for people he didn't even like, and then finally a twin-less study and a suspiciously full inbox; he had to remember to ask Kaoru about that.

And by 'ask', obviously he meant pinning him down and tickling him mercilessly until he confessed.

Hikaru clicked his tongue obnoxiously when the elevator finally clunked to a stop and the metallic doors slid open with a happy 'ping~'.

"Finally." He drawled, rolling his eyes dramatically before going to his door. "Damn elevator takes too damn-"

BANG!

He jumped back wildly as his front door suddenly burst open, barely missing his nose by an inch. Inside was none other than his twin, whose face split into a huge ear-to-ear grin the moment he saw him.

"Hika~!" Kaoru sang happily in recognition as his brother blinked at him.

"Kao-"

But before Hikaru could manage any more than that, Kaoru had grabbed his face and pressed his lips to Hikaru's cheek. Beaming happily at his confused look, Kaoru then began skipping off towards the elevator.

"I'm coming round for dinner later~" He called chirpily over his shoulder, wiggling his fingers in a wave. "Make me something nice~!"

"Um… okay?" Hikaru frowned at the closing metal doors in bewilderment before he finally snorted, bemused. Either something really good's just happened… or all that syrup's finally gone to my little brother's head.

Hoping it was the former - as Hikaru had just as big a weakness for syrup, in any form - he quirked an eyebrow and finally went inside.

The door opened straight into the main room; it served as the general living room, which was just as big as the whole of Haruhi's old apartment. He spotted Haruhi in the corner of the sofa, with her legs curled beneath her and her arms around her waist. She was giving the doorway a completely exasperated look, probably because of Kaoru's cheery outburst, but recovered enough to give her husband a weak smile as she muttered, "Ah… welcome home."

"Yeah… I'm home." Hikaru answered, frowning at the strange look forming on Haruhi's face; it was as if she had something to say but found it too odd to word aloud.

Hmm… Haruhi looks like she's thinking about something and Kaoru seemed really happy about something… and I don't know what. He mused on it and then, after a few intense moments, finally came to an intelligent conclusion. I think they might have something to tell me.

Move over Sherlock.

"Kaoru was singing." He informed her, watching as Haruhi rolled her eyes, fingering the side of her jacket.

"I heard." She sighed.

Hikaru paused then added pointedly, "And he kissed me."

"…Okay."

"And then he started skipping."

"Right."

"All the way down the hall."

Haruhi snorted and rolled her eyes again, before standing up and moving next to him.

"Well, he did seem pretty thrilled by it." She reasoned to herself, before looking up and smiling at the suddenly frustrated look in Hikaru's eyes. "I didn't go to work today because I wasn't feeling well." Hikaru's face instantly fell, this being news to him, but before he could ask Haruhi continued. "I was going to ask you but I thought you'd be… too busy, so I asked Kaoru. He took me to the hospital."

"Eh? Really? Are you still ill?" Hikaru babbled in concern as he cupped her face and ran a thumb over her cheek, though he couldn't help noting that something seemed slightly off. He hesitated before adding slowly, "You don't… look ill."

It was true; while she had been pale and nervous earlier, she was now rosy-cheeked and bright eyed. She smiled vaguely at him before saying, with a sense of careful purpose, "It can't really be called an illness. …I'm pregnant."

There was a few seconds of silence as Hikaru just stared blankly at her. Haruhi could practically see the 'loading' signal above his head.

She quirked an eyebrow pointedly and, as if that was a trigger, he suddenly jumped back to life, his face flushing as he grabbed her hands.

"EH? R-really? Pregnant… Baby! That's… Our baby? Omigod, that's-!" He bit his lip to cut himself off and Haruhi almost laughed at how alike the twins' reactions were; despite all their differences, their symmetry remained beautifully apparent.

Still, she couldn't help the rush of relief that flowed through her as she measured his reaction. The worst-case scenario she had envisioned was him being horrified by the prospect, exclaiming that it was too soon, too soon.

But as it was, the emotion he was trying to compress was clearly only joy.

As if to illustrate that point, Hikaru abruptly yanked her forward and pressed their lips together with a sudden passion. After a few long moments, he pulled away slightly and grinned happily.

"That's great. Really. I mean, a baby - a family. Wow. I'm-!"But he cut himself off for a second time and Haruhi blinked as a sudden worried look came over his face, his brow furrowed.

Haruhi raised her eyebrows as he pondered on whatever had suddenly occurred to him, but otherwise didn't show any sign of worry of what he could be thinking. Now that they were past the initial reaction, she could relax; she knew that anything Hikaru found to worry about now would most likely be completely pointless.

She had, after all, married an idiot.

Hikaru gave her a firm look. "But how do you feel about it, Haruhi?"

A sweet idiot, but an idiot nonetheless.

"Well, it's a bit soon." Haruhi admitted truthfully, oblivious to Hikaru deflating slightly at her words. She continued mercilessly, "Though there's nothing wrong with having a child at twenty-two, I wanted a firmer foothold in my career before that. A child needs a lot of time devoted to it and I really need that time to start working on getting some big cases and a good reputation."

She paused thoughtfully before adding, "That's what I did think." She elaborated, smiling slightly. "But then I realised that though managing both roles would be hard, my Mother did it, and I did balance schoolwork and the host club for three years."

Hikaru wondered mildly whether he should be offended that she was comparing the whole host club to a whining newborn baby.

"So… it's not too soon?"

She sighed, amused. "I guess not. I wanted children sooner or later, but as it's you," (Hikaru smirked.) "I suppose sooner is inevitable."

He grinned impishly down at her and looped his arms around her waist, acutely aware for the first time that his arms were now wrapped around both his wife and his child. It felt nice. He laid his cheek against her hair for a second before murmuring carefully, just to make sure, "So… you are happy?"

Haruhi laughed as she returned the gesture by wrapping her arms around him and Hikaru suddenly realised in amusement that, by Haruhi's standards, she was acting rather giddy.

"Yes, I'm happy." She confirmed, before sheepishly adding, "I'm actually looking forward to it."

Hikaru grinned at her. After a few moments however, that grin began to falter uncertainly until it finally fell away to a look of utter horror.

Haruhi, who had been expecting the horrified look of 'Oh-my-God-I've-just-realised-something-horrifying-and-terrible-that-was-blantedly-obvious-since-I-walked-in-the-door', was simply amused at how long it had taken to appear. Unconcerned, she let her mind wander to more important matters.

Namely, how many bananas did they have left in the house?

"Wait…" He spluttered in horror, staring at her incredulously. "Kaoru took you, so… Kaoru knew about my kid before me?"

"Seems so."

"Kaoru was taking you to find out whether you were pregnant, while I was at work, doing his accounts?"

"I guess."

"Kaoru knew about my kid before me?"

"Oh, for god's sake. Yes, yes, Kaoru knew before you. When doesn't he know something before you?"

"…"

"…"

"… Low blow."

"That's what I thought."

Heh, this chapter was fun to write. I do love Hika being an idiot XD It'll get a bit more dramatic (?) later… hopefully;;

Now we can finally move onto the issue of Haruhi actually being pregnant. 8D Yey? As I haven't been pregnant myself, you'll have to forgive any slight inaccuracies. But I have researched it!

And yes, it did feel really weird to look up 'signs of pregnancy' while my mom was in the other room. O-o

Anyway, thanks very extremely much for reading and please review! 8D

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