This is all thanks to Illogical Human (who gave me the idea for this chappie.) The chapter is dedicated to her!

Disclaimer: Do the words " I DON'T OWN OURAN HOST CLUB" mean anything? (Besides if I did own Ouran, Haruhi and Hikaru would have great grand kids by now)

Let the Show begin!

***OURAN***

My neck kills. What did I do, sleep on a rock? It feels like my neck is being roasted over a fire. Huh, I wonder how the party went... Oh gosh, the party! I can't remember anything! What happened? Did somebody spike my punch bowl? I don't think so, but why can't I remember the party? I also don't remember going to bed. Where is my bedroom, I never found that, or at least don't remember finding it. Alright I'll just get- Bleep. Bleep. Bleeeeeeep. Bleepbleepbleep. Bleep. Bleep. Oh Shit. This is bad, unless this is an alarm, what happened? I better call Kyoya I just need to- This is not my room. This is another hospital room, great just great. I'm stuck in the mad house again... Wait, who's sobbing? Dad? Dad is here! I haven't seen him since the day before my...bomb accident.

"Dad? Is that you?" I sit up carefully, not to jostle the things hooked up to me, and become eye level with the blubbering, cross-dressing, mess that was Roji/Ranka Fugioka.

"MY BAABY! DADDY THOUGHT I LOST YOU FOREVER! THEN LAST WEEK KYOYA CALLS AM TELLS ME EVERTHING! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL DADDY! I WOULD HAVE NOT TOLD ANYBODY! I'M SOOORY, HARUHI! I'M A BAD FATHER! FORGIVE ME! I CAME AS SOON AS I COULD AND YOU WERE JUST LYING THERE ALL BROKEN AND AND AND- HARUHIIIII!" Ranka cries and practically squeezes the air out me.

"Uh, I'm happy to see you too, and I am sorry, but can you stop killing me? I've come too close to death enough already!" I say between feeble gasps for air.

"Sorry, I'm just so happy to see-wow. Those are not her eyes. They are yours. I'm sure of it! Ranka points at my eyes.

"No, they are Aimi's. Creepy right? The guys all did the same thing when they saw them. But dad I'm really sorry. I thought I could get killed for it. I –just-I couldn't put you though more pain! I was going to tell you but- but I never got the chance." I finished quietly, my eyes daring to spill over.

"OH, Haruhi, I'm just so happy your alive! And by the sound of it an heiress to the Ito banking company! So have you been to the house that they lived in?" Ranka had finally stopped hugging me.

"Dad, I sorta own the house. Even if I'm Haruhi on the inside, I'm Aimi Ito on the outside. I want you to know I'll always be the Haruhi you raised and loved but Haruhi Fugioka is dead. Aimi Ito isn't. I'm Aimi Ito." I say trying not to look at my father's face.

"I know that vey well. But you will still be Haruhi to me. I love you and I always will, no matter if you are Haruhi Fugioka or Aimi Ito." I lean in to give my dad a hug that seals the promise once and all.

"Hey, how long has it been? How long have I been here?" I really wonder, how long has it been?

"Well It's the first of August, so about two weeks, give or take several hours." Ranka laughs his forced female laugh which he knows it makes me smile.

"How about the guys, and Renge?"

"The boys have been in out almost every day, oh they are such nice men, and even Tamaki was well behaved. And is Renge the crazy girl with the red bow in her hair? She came in the first few days before leaving for France. She was so happy to learn that you were Haruhi, but I did have to explain that you were a girl to start with, because she kept on going on about how weird it must be for a guy to be in a girl's body!"

"Well, that's Renge for you. So how's the new apartment? I know you had to get a new one because of what happened to the old one." I say teasing him slightly

"It's bigger, but so lonely without my sweet, sweet daughter there with me!"

"Aww, dad now you are making me blush!" I say as a salon color erupts on my cheeks.

***OURAN***

" Do you have any twos?"

"Go fish!"

"Do you, Haruhi, have any sevens"

"Yeah here you go." Haruhi surrenders her cards to her dad as a light knocking is head on the door.

"Come in!" Ranka calls to the closed door.

"Hey, Ranka is Haru- HARUHI!" Tamaki squeals when he sees his daughter all awake and not broken on the bed, and runs over to glomp her.

"Sempai... you are cutting off my airways..."

"Haruhi! I'm sorry! Are you alright!" Tamaki starts to fuss over the flustered girl. But before he can cause any damage, the twins come over and hug Haruhi protectively.

"Tono, you're hurting her! She's already hurt so why are you causing her more pain!" they say to gether and hug Haruhi tighter.

"Do I need to remind you, I have a broken collar bone?"

"Sorry, so how are you?" Hikaru and Kaoru release her from their grasp before he asks the question.

"I don't know. I feel alright, should I not?" Haruhi says clearly confused.

"No, probably not. You have a broken collar bone, A serious infection, and ten of your stitches came loose from the cut on your neck." Kyoya comes and sits opposite Ranka on the other side of Haruhi's bed.

"Kyoya, I missed you!" Haruhi cries before hugging him closely.

"Uhh... Haru-chan are you sure you are alright?" Honey comes up and stands at the foot of the bed, and Mori fills silently in behind him, surrounding the bedridden Haruhi.

"Yeah... I just... I... I don't know why I did that." Haruhi looks genuinely confused but Kyoya knows better. She really did miss him but now was not the time to openly announce their affection towards each other. They both needed to play their cards right before the time was to come.

***OURAN****

So what id you think? I'm gonna write a few more chapters before the story ends, but I have a few tricks up my sleeves.

Hope you liked it! And if you did please please please please review! I love reading them!

Until I write more KyoHaru Fluff,

PFB OUT!