Of Wisdom and Cunning
Soo sorry i haven't updated in a while, i got really busy for a while there, so two chapters, maybe three? let me know what you think.
i do not own OHSHC nor do i own Harry Potter.
Chapter 9
Meanwhile in Japan:
"Daddy, Daddy look!" the small jubilant girl leaped into Kyoya's waiting arms.
"What do you have for me now, Angel?" he asked as the small girl snuggled in his lap. She held up a picture that she had drawn that day in class. "Oh beautiful, is that Mommy? And Daddy?"
"Yep and there's me and that's Uncle Tamaki, and there's Uncle Hika and Uncle Kao. And there's Aunt Fuyumi." The girl said excitedly.
"Well then who is this person right here?" Kyoya asked pointing to a darker smallish sized shape that he assumed was person.
"That's my friend, she won't tell me her name though, but she sometimes comes to school with me." Kyoko said animatedly.
"Only sometimes? Why not all the time?" Kyoya asked getting worried.
"She says she can't, her mommy won't let her." Kyoko replied simply, looking a little sad.
"Well, where did you meet her?"
"At the park when Mommy took me to the park." The five year old said through a yawn.
"Sounds like nap time to me." Haruhi said appearing in the doorway of Kyoya's home office. Kyoko pouted and slumped in Kyoya's lap. "Come on Kiki, lets go, Daddy's got work to do." Haruhi said with a wink in Kyoya's direction, he sent her a silent thank you in return. Kyoko reluctantly got off her father's lap and followed Haruhi out of the room. "So, how's work so far." Haruhi said reappearing fifteen minutes later in his doorway.
"Hmph."Kyoya replied staring down the mass of paper on his desk.
"Funny, Kyoko said the same thing about her favorite story book when I offered to read it to her. This temper appears to be a familial trait, or you two are just extremely bored." Haruhi teased as she came around the desk to kiss him on the cheek. Kyoya frowned and grabbed a file from the stack. To his surprise it was the picture his daughter drew.
"Haruhi, what do you know about our Daughter's "Friend"." Kyoya asked pointing to the dark mass in the corner of the page….
"Kyoya!" the dark haired man jumped and nearly dropped the person who snuggled in his arms. He turned to glare at the intruder. Tamaki had returned holding a bag full of what appeared to be food and a tray of cups. "What are you doing?" he asked his blue eyes wide with unbelief.
"Sleeping with my wife. Is there a problem?" he asked the blonde, sending the man the trade mark glare. The blonde's eyes changed from unbelief to anger.
"Your ex-wife." Tamaki corrected. Kyoya visibly flinched and held Haruhi tighter, like a small child not willing to give up his favorite toy. Haruhi turned her head and stretched.
"Boys there is no point in fighting now. I need you both, end of story." Haruhi said sitting up from between Kyoya's legs. "Food, Tamaki." She ordered holding out her hand. Tamaki begrudgingly handed her the bag of food and plopped down in the chair Kyoya had previously occupied not to long ago. "Here, you, eat." She said shoving a strawberry into Kyoya's mouth, Kyoya frowned at her but ate it anyway. "Here's your breakfast Tamaki." She handed him a warm package as she munched on her own. "So I have this new case, but I can't seem to get anywhere with it." Haruhi said, Kyoya smirked at her back-handed way of asking for help.
"Why don't you tell us about it." He offered. She smiled and leaned on his chest.
"Haruhi-"
"Don't." let her think she has a case, a sense of normalcy will help everyone right now. he finished the warning in his mind, hoping Tamaki caught the memo.
"Kyoya you know this stuff is classified…"She trailed off waiting for him to convince her otherwise. "Doctor-Patient confidentiality."
"Are you a Doctor?" he asked, Haruhi shook her head, "A patient, then?" again she shook her head and then giggled.
"You ironic-"
"What?" Kyoya interrupted leaning closer to her face. She blushed and swatted at his face. Tamaki fidgeted in his chair. "Finish the phrase, Haruhi." Kyoya encouraged.
"You masterfully ironic bastard." She finished and stuck out her tongue. Kyoya chuckled quietly.
"Adjectives, impressive." He said as she stuck her tongue out again. "Careful, you might not get that tongue back." He teased kissing her nose. Tamaki fidgeted more in the background.
"Ah hem. I'm still here you know." Tamaki said, "I mean your playful banter is really entertaining and all, but Kyoya, that's my girlfriend you are flirting with." Kyoya rolled his eyes and turned to face Tamaki.
"It's funny how now, when I've already been married to her, slept with her and had a kid with her; you decide that it's time for you to make a move. You didn't seem to mind when she was single and I openly flirted with her during the host club, or any other time we all got together. Tamaki you didn't even care about the beach house her freshman year. And you didn't really fight hard for her when I stole that dance from you. But now, as if for some reason you deemed her affection for you worthy of your time when it wasn't before, you want to throw a three year old worthy temper tantrum when we throw around a casual banter. Yes there was flirting involved, but how can't there be? We were married, and still hold some affection for each other." Tamaki froze at this, Kyoya smirked knowing he hit that bull's eye head on. Tamaki looked at Haruhi with wide questioning eyes.
"I-is that true?" he asked.
"Well where do you think Kyoko came from?" Haruhi asked teasingly, thinking he was asking about the whole remark not the one part. Kyoya fought the urge to chuckle at her still apparent oblivious nature. Tamaki looked outraged. "Oh, you mean the-oh okay, yeah kinda." And the bluntness as well, that's gotta sting. Kyoya thought with a mocking smirk. Wait, kinda? What does she mean?
"Only kinda?" now it was Tamaki's turn to smirk, although it wasn't nearly as effective as his former friend's, he was still quite proud he could smirk at Kyoya.
"I-I don't know, I'm not used to men just fighting over me. I love you both." Haruhi looked sadly down at her hands. "This is so hard, I don't even know how it happened, it just did. One second Tamaki nothing more than a brother to me and then the next second we were kissing. And it's not like I remember all of what led up to that, I don't, I just know that suddenly I wasn't feeling as safe as I had before I blacked out."
"You were unconscious the entire time?" Tamaki looked thoroughly upset and confused now. Kyoya's eyebrows knit together. "But you were talking and…"
"Appeared conscious?" Tamaki nodded, "But you don't remember a thing?" Kyoya clarified, looking at Haruhi. She nodded as well.
"It was Kyoko's birthday…I hadn't been feeling well for some reason, everything was just off." Haruhi mumbled as she leaned on Kyoya again. Kyoya looked just as confused as Tamaki. "Mm…" Haruhi groaned holding her head and shutting her eyes tight.
"Darling?"
"Haruhi, Mon Amour."
"Don't over work yourself, it'll be okay, just relax." Kyoya soothed, readjusting her in his lap. A nurse ran in a checked Haruhi's vitals.
"She needs rest, I'm going to ask you two to leave-"
"No you are going to get my brother in here and changed to her current doctor….understood, Nurse?" Kyoya ordered his eyes dark and threatening. The nurse blanched and nodded before quickly exiting the room. "Thank you." He growled as she left. Haruhi moved to sit up but was pushed back down, she opened her eyes to see Tamaki's hand holding her in place, shocking all three of the room's occupants.
"Just don't sit up….wouldn't want you getting unnaturally sick now would we?" Tamaki asked shakily. "Am I right?" he looked at Kyoya for conformation. Kyoya nodded still looking stunned.
"Just lay still for a bit, Haruhi." Kyoya said, the nurse came back in looking scared for her life. "Why isn't my brother with you?" Kyoya barked, the Nurse flinched.
"W-which brother would y-you prefer, O-Ootori-sama?" the nurse asked.
"Akito-Niisan please." Kyoya looked more annoyed the longer the nurse stood there, "Well?"
"Y-yes sir, r-right away." The nurse squeaked as she ran out the room again. Kyoya rolled his eyes. Tamaki gave him an understanding smile, Haruhi giggled from his chest. Kyoya looked down at her with a questioning glint in his eyes.
"The Shadow King has spoken." Haruhi said in a demanding voice, bringing her fist up for emphasis. "Now obey, or die." She giggled out. Kyoya chuckled while Tamaki merely looked confused.
"Shadow King?" the blonde asked.
"It's a nickname the Twins and I dubbed him my freshman year. He figured it out about half way through the year. And I don't know…it's just a joke now." Haruhi said nonchalantly. Tamaki nodded, his indigo eyes dull with an odd sadness.
"Kyoya! And Haruhi, haven't seen your pretty little face in a while, Tamaki how are you?" Akito Ootori said as he entered the room. "So, Haruhi, you've got a fatal brain tumor that's inoperable ….technically you should be dead right now and yet….you are alive with nothing more than a headache and slight nausea and maybe some dizziness. Either this is a medical miracle or France was way off in their diagnostic. While both are plausible, one more likely than the other I'm afraid, do you mind if we preform another CAT-scan? Just to be certain." He looked over her records and charts. Haruhi shuffled slightly, Kyoya looked apprehensive and Tamaki looked somewhat outraged at the jab to his home country.
"Um sure…." Haruhi said looking sheepishly at her former Brother in law. "When do we start." She asked. Akito chuckled.
"Ever the eager one aren't you?" Haruhi blushed at this.
"Only when I want it over with already." She replied bluntly. Akito looked stunned, Kyoya chuckled lightly. "And your little word games don't fool me Nii-san, I was married to Kyoya for eighteen years and I was his friend for about five years prior to that, I'm fluent in Ootori." Kyoya ducked behind Haruhi's head to keep his laughter somewhat contained. Akito only appeared more stunned as she kept talking. Tamaki did nothing to hide his laughter as the middle Ootori boy's facial expression changed from surprise to absolute shock. "And being a host club member, I know an ill-attempted flirt when I see one." Both Kyoya and Tamaki were in tears at this comment, Akito's face wasn't quite sure what emotion it should betray at this moment it time, instead it froze at somewhere between hilarity and anger. "So…how about that CAT-scan?"
