Recovering

Honey was reluctant to let Tamaki anywhere near Haruhi. He and Ranka were very similar and Haruhi was still grieving. Though, apparently, it was a visitor that she'd needed because she dove right for him. Tamaki didn't make any empty promises about everything being alright or anything like that, probably having been told to just shut up and hold her.

"Hay." Tamaki called once Haruhi was done crying. He pulled her chin up so he could look at her. "Your parents are together again. That's good, right?"

Haruhi offered a very small smile and nod before returning to holding onto him. Eventually, he picked her up and carried her over to a reclining chair that fit the both of them.

"Hay, so you saved those kids. Do you remember anything about them?" He asked carefully as he started to rock them in the chair. "You were all over the news for it."

"They're in Dragon Brigade custody, FYI." Naomi chirped. "Turns out they were all orphans already. They were leftovers from when the orphanage down the street from your place burned down."

"When I showed up, they were in the kitchen. One of them had a fire extinguisher and the other had the sink hose." Haruhi mumbled. She curled further into Tamaki as if trying to sink into his skin. "Do you think they're gonna be pyrophoric after that, sis?"

"Dunno. We snagged a few others whose parents didn't get out, too. I think we got 50 total from the entire block. There were no survivors from the sweat-shop, though. The workers were chained to their stations." Naomi stated. "We're coordinating with the Chinese Triad to find their children."

Haruhi smirked widely, suddenly looking like a pleased cat. "Ya think they're gonna try to plant a snake?"

"Most likely." Naomi stated.

"And what does that mean?" Kyoya asked. He'd come with Tamaki to possibly translate any medical terms that were used to describe Haruhi's condition.

"Oh nothing." Both sisters chirped.

Eventually, Haruhi recovered enough to stay 'herself' even without Tamaki there. He did become a constant presence in the Haninozuka Mansion, of course. Haruhi got nightmares a lot, though, and wouldn't tell anyone until someone checked in on her and saw her crying. School made things even worse for a time, though. Everyone seemed to survive off gossip and weren't quiet at all when talking about the fact that Haruhi had saved a bunch of children yet not her father.

Weeks passed. Graduation rolled around. The topic of the fire never died down as everyone who loved Haruhi had hoped it would. Eventually, Haruhi graduated a year early and moved on to college to become a lawyer like her mother. She stayed in the Haninozuka mansion up until Takashi showed up and asked for Yorihisa's permission to marry his niece.

This will probably be the end of the story. As you might have noticed, the end of the story was very quickly wrapped up. I started to get serious writer's-block around the middle. I might just rewrite the entire thing or just the last part to make it better. Hope to have more free time to write later.