Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran or its characters! This is fan made!

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Kyouya awoke the next morning on the crème colored couch in Kaoru's penthouse. Hearing a frying pan sizzling, he got up seeing an orange haired man making something.

"Good morning Kyouya!"

"Hey where are my glasses?" he asked stubbing on a pair of shoes. A bright haired person came in his view and when the person gave his glasses to him, he frowned seeing it was Kemi with bright orange hair instead of her usual black.

"What are you doing here?"

"Dad I need you to read this?"

Kyouya read the letter and his eyes flew open upon reading the first line.

Dear Ms. Ohtori,

We have your results back from the lab, and we regret to inform you that you are pregnant. We understand that this unexpected happening was the result of your raping, but we ask for you to return to your doctor within the following week to determine a course of action for this event. As you have requested your father, Kyouya Ohtori, and mother, Haruhi Ohtori, were not informed nor will them unless we deem it a must after your doctor visit. Thank you Ms. Ohtori and have a good day.

"Who did it?" demanded Kyouya looking up and not seeing her in sight. "Kaoru!"

"Yes?" came his chirpy voice

"Who raped my daughter?" he demanded again though louder with each word.

"I believe that would be my nephew, Tenko. Kemi went to her room by the way. Down the hall on the left is hers."

Kyouya made his way down to her room, where he heard nothing but the sound of her crying. Opening the door without knocking, he found her sitting on her bed, a pillow under her arms.

"Kemi?" he asked cautiously trying to figure if this was a subject better suited to her mother.

"What?" she snapped at him. Her eyes were puffy red and Kyouya knew that only one person (that he knew anyway) could hurt her that way.

"Was it Tenko?

"I think."

"What do you mean, you think? It is either yes or no," he said sitting down next to her and pulling her closer. "Kemi, what happened?"

"Well Candece was going to go to Tenko's party that was held awhile back, so I tagged along 'cause a guy I wanted to talk to was going to be there as they are nearly best friends like you and Mr. Souh. But Tenko came in and rudely said that I was his girlfriend. When I refused, he grabbed my arm and stated louder that I was. The guy left and Tenko grabbed my arm harder dragging me somewhere away from the others. When I saw that we were in his room, I tried to get away but his strength is better than mine and he . . . he . . . pushed me down."

Kyouya held her closer knowing the next part would be the hardest for her to recall. "Kemi, please tell me what happened? I need to know to tell Hikaru." Though she shook her head to protested, Kyouya looked her in the eye assuring her that he would let Hikaru punish his own son, rather than he. Kemi nodded and continued.

"He pulled at my pants saying that I had to be punished for my actions. I didn't think that his could do that to another person. I thought that he liked me on a crush level! Daddy, I . . . I'm afraid of what to do!"

Kyouya kissed the side of her head and listened closely to every word knowing that Tenko Hitachiin would additionally have hell from him, the father of the girl he raped.

"Kemi, do you wish for me to inform your mother of this? I'm sure she would have some nasty words for him!"

She shook her head again. "Mom's with Mori-senpai. I don't think she deserves to know."

"She is your mother and for most other things, I wouldn't have asked, but," he stopped bringing her chin up. "I will tell her, as she needs to know as your mother. Now get some rest okay and let me and Mr. Hitachiin deal with Tenko. Kay?"

Kemi nodded and hugged her father tightly. "Thanks Dad!"

"Always for you," he said to her closing the door as he left. Catching sight of Mitsukuni at the door, he stopped and asked where Haruhi would be found.

"Takashi said that he would be at a kendo stadium for a tournament all day. "He didn't say if she would be with him or not. I'm going there now to see Candece!"

Asking to tag along, Kyouya never knew that so many people would be into kendo as he saw. Catching sight of the young Haniozuka in her gears, he also saw Mori standing by the wall talking to a referee. Ignoring the urge to speak to him about Haruhi's whereabouts, he smiled at Candece to wish her luck.

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"Satsuni," asked Mori to his son at the wall, he watching Candece ready herself.

"What do you think about Mrs. Ohtori being your new mother?" he asked going down at him and remembering that Kyouya was here with Mitsukuni.

"I have a mother, and last time I checked a father as well, but I guess that they weren't meant to last. Father, why do you pursue Mrs. Ohtori when Mr. Ohtori nearly took your head off?" said the child, his fists clenched avoiding hitting his own father.

"You should learn to stay where Haruhi tells you!"

"Haruhi Ohtori is not my mother! I will never obey her, ever!" he said finally standing up to Mori after all the hints of cheating with his parents become obvious to everyone. The young Moriozuka stood up violent and turned to leave when his father stopped him with a simple comment.

"If you plan to do what Kemi did, then take the things you most cherish, as they might be gone when you return."

"I was going to see Kemi about what happened to her. I rather don't like how you have become, Father. You are acting just as Mrs. Ohtori when Mr. Ohtori got sick. Just because you and Mother never see eye to eye anymore doesn't mean that I should have to choose between my parents!

As Satsuni walked away, Mori muttered the small statement that he was too ashamed to admit to the young man.

"If you were Haruhi's son instead of your mother's, things would be only more perfect."

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Author Notes: Sorry for the long wait of an update! I'm been real busy (I moved out of my parents house and have to get my computer set up again. Sry!)

The plot thickens here so everyone knows!