Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran.
I really have worked hard. It may not look like it, but I have. I may not be the power behind the throne, but being the one on the throne should count for at least something. I enjoy what I do, and I can't think of any other way I'd like to spend my time than to be surrounded by gorgeous women who adore me. Except- I'd like to have what they have.
At one point in time I thought I was in love with her, but it took me so long to actually figure it out that I'd missed my chance. Everyone tells me that even though I am the one all the girls want, that I'm also the densest guy in the world. Kyoya once remarked that "perhaps the girls wouldn't want you if they knew you were such an idiot." Maybe I'm unconsciously protecting myself, since, after all, she did end up breaking my heart in the end. But at least it wasn't on purpose.
I realized it the first day he took her hand, thinking there was no one else in the room, and kissed her. They knew I was there right away, and to make it more embarrassing for all parties involved, the twins burst in before they could step away from each other. They looked so apologetic about it. Hani was ready to defend them to the death, he even dropped Usa-chan and adopted a karate stance. Kaoru accepted it right away and wished them the best. Hikaru sulked for several days, then decided that he'd rather be friends with Haruhi than nothing, and congratulated them. Kyoya told them rather pointedly that he was glad they were "caught" by us rather than by any fangirls, as he hadn't yet planned for their pairing up.
I leapt on him. I couldn't stop myself. "HOW DARE YOU!" I shouted, shaking him. "MY ONLY DAUGHTER! HOW DARE YOU TRY TO TAKE HER AWAY WITHOUT PERMISSION FROM HER BELOVED FATHER!"
Mori only blinked at me. "Tamaki," he said in his usual docile way, his eyes telling me he understood.
"Tamaki-sempai!" Haruhi pulled me off of her boyfriend. She turned me around and looked into my tear filled eyes. "This is what I want," she told me, a stubborn look on her face. I could only smile and nod, blinking the tears away.
I gave them my blessing, even though it hurt me terribly. What else is a devoted father to do when his precious daughter is so straightforward? Kyoya has since admonished me to "drop the defense mechanism," since "everyone can see through you anyway."
So we've all gone back to our regular routine, except for those days when I can't seem to stay out of my sulking corner. And then, I look at them, with the love shining in their eyes, their secret smiles to one another across the room, and pathetically, it makes my entire day; it leaves me longing to find someone to love me as much as the two of them love each other.