Chapter 11

Kyoya was tired as he finally dragged himself out of the cab and in front of Tamaki's mansion. He had managed to avoid most of the paparazzi that decided to follow him once his dad spoke of his current predicament. Tamaki must've heard him outside, because the door was already open waiting for him. Kyoya shifted his backpack before walking in through the door.

Tamaki gave his friend a weak smile as he shut the door behind his friend. Kyoya looked beat and Tamaki didn't want to pester his friend. "Haruhi is still sleeping, but the room she's in has a bathroom connected to it if you want to freshen up. Also, have you eaten? The chefs are cooking right now, and Haruhi should probably eat too now that I mention it…" Tamaki wrung his hands, trying to think of how to speak to his friend. He was nervous because he had no idea what happened between Kyoya and his father.

"Tamaki, thanks for looking out for Haruhi. I think I'm going to skip dinner tonight and go sleep in another guest room tonight. I don't want Haruhi to know I'm here yet, okay? It's been a long day, and while I would love nothing more than to crawl into her arms, I also need to process what happened today. I just prefer to be here so I can see her first thing tomorrow morning," Kyoya answered as he started to walk down the hall.

Tamaki ran after Kyoya and stopped him. "Don't do that. Go see Haruhi, please. The whole day she was worried about you. She…when you left this morning without saying goodbye…she cried. Haruhi is so afraid that you will resent her for whatever your dad has done to you. Please Kyoya, please at least let Haruhi know that in some way whatever happened with your dad won't affect the love you have for her!" Tamaki exclaimed as he looked at his friend seriously. He searched his grey eyes with his violet ones, trying to make sure Kyoya understood.

Kyoya shifted his bag again before answering, "I love Haruhi. Nothing is going to change that. Ever. I will go see her though. What room is she in?"

"The room across the hall from mine, she's been asleep for an hour. Dinner is almost ready," Tamaki answered as he backed away from Kyoya to go check on dinner.

Kyoya then turned and walked down the hallway to the guest room. Opening the door, he crept into the dark room and felt around for the light switch to the lamp on the nightstand. He turned it on, and saw Haruhi curled up on her side. Walking up to her Kyoya slipped off his shoes, discarded his backpack, and then leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Haruhi…" Kyoya whispered before kissing her again.

Haruhi rolled over and smiled, "Am I dreaming?"

Kyoya smiled at her before kissing her again, "You aren't dreaming. I'm really here right now. I missed you." Kyoya rolled off of her and pulled her to him. Haruhi sighed happily and then remembered where he had been. She gave him a concerned look, and Kyoya placed a finger on her lips, "Don't ask about that just yet. I promise that you will know, but right now…I missed you princess and I am so very sorry that I left without saying goodbye. I just didn't think I'd have the strength to leave you if I saw you get up." Haruhi smiled and moved as close as she could to him. Kyoya placed his hand on her stomach and rubbed it gently, "What about you little one? Are you doing okay too?"

"The child is doing well, no signs of misbehaving," Haruhi answered, placing her hand over his.

"Good."

Tamaki knocked on the door before entering a few seconds later. He smiled, finding the two snuggled up and smiling at each other. "Well, dinner is ready."

Haruhi looked over Kyoya's shoulder and smiled at Tamaki. Letting go of Kyoya she stretched before scooting off the bed and straightening her yellow dress. Kyoya rolled off the bed as well and joined Tamaki and Haruhi. All of them walked out of the room and down the hallway. When they arrived to the dining room, the dinner was already set out with the dishes all prepared. The extra food was in small plates around the table. All three of them sat down before digging in to the food. They didn't really talk; conversation wasn't needed at the moment. The fact that they were all together was enough. Shortly after dinner, they all said goodnight and went their separate ways. Kyoya locked the door to the bedroom before stripping down to his boxers. Haruhi pulled her dress and bra off, just sticking with her panties. Silently, they got into bed before talking.

"So Haruhi, what did Tamaki and you do today?"

"Well…we went to the park with Antoinette and had a picnic. Once you called Tamaki, he took me home and I fell asleep watching a movie. It was a very simple day," Haruhi answered as she rolled Kyoya onto his stomach and climbed on top of him. She grabbed his shoulders firmly and started to give him a massage. She wanted to make sure that Kyoya would relax, and she understood that he didn't want to talk.

Kyoya groaned, "Haruhi…that feels so good." Haruhi smiled and continued to massage his back for the next couple minutes before rolling off. Kyoya rolled to face her again, "Did I ever say that I'm marrying the most amazing woman?"

Haruhi kissed him again, "No, but I always thought you were anyway. After all, I think you're pretty amazing too." Smiling, they held each other. Kyoya traced circles on her arm, until slowly they both passed out in each other's arms.

The next morning Haruhi woke up first. She had been really well rested as of late. She turned and looked over at Kyoya, who was curled up facing her. He was so calm in his sleep, his face didn't look worried and Haruhi always wondered if this carefree look was something she'd ever really see him with when he was awake. Leaning over, he stroked his face gently. How much Haruhi wished that Kyoya didn't feel the need to prove everything to others. He was so perfect to her. "Haruhi?" Kyoya asked sleepily, looking at her with half-open eyes.

"Hmmm…?" Haruhi answered him.

Before he could answer, they both heard a knock at the door. Haruhi winced, realizing that she was naked. Kyoya pulled his backpack to him and pulled out a green nightgown for her to put on. Slipping it on, Haruhi went and answered the door. "Yes Tamaki-senpai?"

"Good morning! I just wanted to see if either of you would be interested in breakfast?" Tamaki asked, peeking over Haruhi's shoulder to Kyoya, who was just sitting up.

Haruhi heard her stomach growl and blushed, "I think food sounds wonderful."

Kyoya stood up, pulled on some pants, and then threw his arms around her stomach. "Someone is hungry." He kissed the top of her head before opening the door a bit more.

Tamaki watched this interaction before smiling at them, "It would appear so." Haruhi smiled as they started to walk down the hallway back to the dining room. Food was set out once again for them, and they started to eat. Once they were all done, they went into the living room and settled on the beige couches. Haruhi cuddled up to Kyoya and Tamaki sat right next to Haruhi. "So…Kyoya?" Tamaki looked at him with questioning violet eyes.

Kyoya shifted a bit, putting his arm around her shoulder. "Well…it didn't go over well. That was to be expected though. My dad and I had a casual conversation about business as usual. However, he started to ask me about the charges made to the hospital by Haruhi's house. I told him that I have a fiancée and that she was pregnant. He asked if this was a woman from a prestigious family. Once I told him no…that's when he exploded. My dad told me that I dishonored the family name and that I have ruined myself. He…he told me to get lost and not to come back to him again. I'm sure that he has already informed the proper people about it."

Haruhi and Tamaki watched, looking for a shift in attitude from him, but saw none. Haruhi put one hand on her stomach and the next on Kyoya's cheek before speaking up, "So what did you need to do that took you longer?"

Kyoya looked down at her, "Haruhi, I was a wreck. Imagine if your father had told you that? I also had to put my affairs in order. I had to make sure that my money was put in your bank account, I put in a request to change my last name, and I moved all my essentials to your place." Kyoya looked at her solemnly, letting his cool mask slip a little.

"What are you changing your name to?" Tamaki asked, perking up at that part.

Kyoya looked away before looking down at Haruhi, "I'm changing my name to Fujioka, just like Haruhi's last name. If my dad is going to disown me and if I become wealthy on my own, I do not want his name on it. My father wants nothing to do with me, so I easily got him to write off any rights he has to me and got him to sign something allowing me to change my name. Ranka had already signed it long ago…for if and when this might happen." Kyoya shifted some more, feeling slightly uncomfortable about sharing this information.

Haruhi looked up at him then with wide eyes, "What about school for us? Does my scholarship become null and void now that I'm pregnant…and what about you?"

Tamaki shook his head, "My father already knows about you Haruhi. I told him when I first found out…and every time I've asked him about it after I told him, well, he says that you will be fine and not to worry about it. He told me that he wants to give you an education, because even when things like this rarely happen with non-scholarship students enrolled in Ouran…it still does happens. He does have a pregnancy school plan for those students, and since he does have one, he sees no reason for you to have your scholarship pulled."

"What about Kyoya though? We can't just allow him to be without an education!" Haruhi asked, still worried about him. Kyoya saw the concern and panic in her eyes. He pulled her on to his lap and held her close.

Tamaki thought for a second before answering, "Disownment happens for various different reasons. However, my father has a safety blanket policy for all the students that get disowned too. Before anyone starts at Ouran, the whole three years tuition is paid in full by the parent and when the parent fills out the paperwork, they have to sign something that says that this money is for tuition and if any disownment occurs during these years that there is no refund given. Also included in that statement is that because the tuition is already paid in full the student can continue with their education at Ouran. My dad doesn't believe in taking other's education away from them." Tamaki answered, giving them a reassuring smile.

Haruhi relaxed a bit more, "I'm glad that your father has that in place."

"He mostly put that in place when I was born. I…I think he got a different perspective once he saw a glimpse of what life was like for the wealthy if they didn't follow family rules," Tamaki explained to them.

Haruhi leaned into Kyoya, but another thought crossed her mind. Looking at Kyoya, he seemed to read her mind, "If you're worried about the hospital bills, you have nothing to worry about. I made sure that before seeing my father; I paid for everything and have the receipts to prove it. They gave me a final price to pay and I paid it off with your last visit. Even if there are complications with delivery, I found a way to put "insurance" so to speak on the bill's price. This little one is covered." Kyoya held her gaze as he spoke. Haruhi's eyes widened before she threw her arms around him. She was so grateful that Kyoya left no stone unturned. She would've probably never thought about this in such detail. Tears sprang to her eyes, and she cursed her hormones. "Haruhi?"

"I'm fine, just my hormones at work. These are happy and relieved tears. I…I was just so worried about you and what our situation would be like. It seems almost like everything is working out."

"Everything will work out Haruhi. I promise, we're going to make it," Kyoya answered before kissing her.

"So Kyoya and Haruhi Fujioka is it?" Tamaki mused, trying to remind them that he was in the room.

Kyoya nodded, "Yes. Even before we're married we're going to have the same last name. It's fine though, I much rather be associated with Haruhi's family than mine."

Tamaki was about to ask another question when his cell phone went off. Picking it up, he greeted the caller, "Hello?"

"Boss! Have you seen the news? Kyoya is all over it!" came Hikaru and Kaoru's voice.

"Yes, I already know. Both are here…Yes, they're both fine. No need to worry about them. They're hiding out here, so please try to keep this information exclusive to the Host Club members," Tamaki instructed, looking at Kyoya for any sign of disagreement. With that, Tamaki said goodbye and looked at the two, "That was the twins. They were just concerned about you. Supposedly you're all over the news Kyoya."

Kyoya shifted a bit, "This is the only not-easy part. The press will be on us until the next scandal appears."

"You two are free to stay here as long as you wish," Tamaki answered.

Haruhi looked over at Tamaki. While she had first seen him as obnoxious, he had become a really good friend of hers. He really did care about the two of them, and his actions showed it. "Thank you Tamaki-senpai, for everything. You take such good care of us…" She leaned off of Kyoya's lap just enough to hug him.

Tamaki returned the hug, "No problem Haruhi. I'm your friend, that's what friends do."

Haruhi straightened back onto Kyoya's lap, "So love, what are we going to be doing? We have a just about three weeks till school starts again."

"Well, we're going to lay low and wait it out. We may have to stay here a bit, it won't be long before the name change goes through and then they'll find out who you are too. My only concern is for you and the little one," Kyoya answered, pulling her close.

Haruhi looked at him seriously, "Don't sacrifice yourself for us. I'm worried about you too." She wanted him to know that she was worried. He did just sacrifice his wealthy lifestyle to be with her, and she could only guess how he would adapt to the way she lived.

"Haruhi…" Kyoya murmured; he just didn't know what to say.

Tamaki stood up then, sensing that they needed a moment, "Hey guys? I'm going to go do…something. Just call me if you need me." With that, Tamaki slipped out of the room. While he knew Kyoya well, he also figured that Kyoya didn't want to voice everything to both of them. Tamaki sighed as he walked back to his room.

Meanwhile, Kyoya and Haruhi were engaged in an intense staring contest. They hadn't really moved, and both didn't know what to say to each other. Then Haruhi started to tear up. Kyoya pulled her to him before picking her up. Cradling her, Kyoya headed to their room. Gently, he placed her on the bed and then went back to lock the door. Once everything was seemingly in order, he lay down next to her and cradled her against his chest. Gently, he traced circles on her back.

To no avail though, Haruhi had started to cry. "Haruhi…please…don't cry…" Kyoya whispered, trying not to cry himself, which was an odd sensation for him.

"I can't help it…you do so mu-much! D-Do you not realize…that it's okay to worry about yourself too? I know we're both…both so independent, but we're going to be a family…It's not fair for you to be the one sacrificing so much and then acting like it isn't a big deal…" Haruhi said in between tears as she looked up at him.

Kyoya wiped away her tears, deeply moved by her words. He knew that any relationship is based on trust and sharing emotion, but he also knew what Haruhi was saying was right. He may share the least amount of information in order to not stress her out, but he could tell that it already stressed her out more not to hear everything from him first. Kyoya leaned down and kissed her before looking straight at her, "Haruhi, I am deeply sorry that I didn't share anything with you until after the fact. I…I know I'm sacrificing a lot to be with you, but what I say is true. I'm not going anywhere."

Haruhi snaked her arms around his neck, finally seeing his cool mask slip off completely. This was another side of him, the side she always wanted to see. "Kyoya, will you…will you tell me what happened? Not just a summary, but what really happened?"

Kyoya closed his eyes tightly and shifted uncomfortably. He really didn't want to retell this, but he did.

Kyoya had just left Haruhi's apartment. While he was worried about her, he knew that Tamaki would keep her safe for the time he was away. He knew that Haruhi didn't like to be away from him for any long length of time, but he knew that she'd understand later. He got into the limo that was waiting for him and headed home. He drove for a bit, mulling over how to tell his dad. "Hi dad, how was your trip. Here are those business reports you wanted; by the way…I got a girl pregnant. Hope that isn't a big deal?" or "Dad, hi, just got a girl pregnant and I'm going to marry her." Kyoya sighed and shifted in frustration, trying to find the right words was difficult. For Kyoya, it was all too soon before the limo stopped and he was at his house.

Kyoya exited the limo and went straight to the dining hall. His father always requested his sons share a meal with him. They didn't discuss anything important at this time, but they did get to hear about his dad's business meetings and plans. When he entered, his brothers and father were just about to sit down.

"Nice of you to make it Kyoya," Yoshio answered from the head of the table.

"Of course father. I wouldn't dare miss hearing of your business overseas," Kyoya answered tactfully as he sat down next to his brother Akito. The lunch was served by the servants as Yoshio started to explain his business meetings, but Kyoya just couldn't focus. He knew that all of this would mean nothing, but he continued to put his input in and at least attempt to listen. It wasn't long before the lunch was eaten and the plates were cleared away. His older brothers got up and nodded to their father, clearing out of the room, leaving the two of them alone.

"So Kyoya, I trust that things are going well in school? The reports I've received say that you are at the top of your class. What else have you been up to? I have been seeing quite a few hospital charges being made to your bank account. I hope everything is okay," Yoshio asked, but the way he said it made it sound less than sincere.

"Well father, I have been waiting for you to get back for me to tell you. This isn't information that I wanted to share with you over the phone. As you said beforehand, my grades are great, I am succeeding in school. As for those charges…well, I am not the one who is sick. You see, I have recently started dating someone father and we're…we're going to have a child together. That's what those charges are for," Kyoya answered, bowing his head slightly, not wanting to feel Yoshio's wrath just yet.

"Please tell me that this child of yours is going up for adoption; because judging by the bill dates, it is too late to abort it," Yoshio asked evenly.

"No father. This child is going to be raised by my girlfriend and me. We are engaged, and she's due in January," Kyoya answered, flinching at the questions his dad was asking.

"Is she of merit to this family? Is this some ploy to get ahead?" Yoshio asked.

"No. She isn't from any family you would know of. I love her, and that is it. We're having a child together, and we're going to get married," Kyoya answered as he finally looked his dad in the eyes. He had to learn how to be strong, not only for him, but for his family. He couldn't back down now.

Yoshio's cool mask slipped as he stood up angrily, "This is such a waste of your life! This…this whore that you're throwing your life away for! She probably only wants you for your money! How could you bring such dishonor to your family?" Yoshio shouted as walked to where Kyoya was sitting and shook him by the shoulders.

Kyoya tried to wrestle out of his grip angrily, "She is not a whore. Is it so difficult to believe that not everything has to be done because of merit? We are in love, and I will be…I want to be a father to my child! I don't care-"

Kyoya then felt his cheek burning and his vision blurry. His glasses had fallen off, and his father was standing in front of him just putting his hand back down. "If that is what you want, then get out. You are no longer any son of mine. I do not wish to be associated with such insolence. You're a complete failure, and I hope that woman knows it too. You're never going to be successful!" Yoshio told him, unleashing his rage onto Kyoya.

Kyoya grabbed his glasses and put them back on. Looking at his dad, he straightened up, "That is unfortunate for you. If you don't want to be associated with me- fine. I don't think I want to be associated with someone who will treat his son as something that can be easily thrown away-regardless of the reason. Fine Ohtori-san…" Kyoya rummaged through his notebook and produced papers, "Sign these. This will give me a last name completely different from you. We won't be associated anymore, and then you'll have no claim to me. I am only going to take my essentials from my room and leave. You'll never have to see me again."

Yoshio glared at his son as he took the papers and signed them hastily. "Now, get your stuff and leave."

Kyoya bowed before leaving, "Bye Ohtori-san." With that, he grabbed the papers and headed to his room. He took the two bags that had his essentials and left the house before walking to the waiting cab. Getting inside he took out his phone and sorted the last of his money into an account he had created separate from his dad. Once that was done, he noticed the cab had stopped.

"Sir?" Kyoya snapped his head up and saw that they were at a government building.

"Wait here, after this I only have one last destination," Kyoya answered as he got out. He didn't waste time as he ran up to the building and went to the office he needed. Reaching his destination, Kyoya raced up to the secretary and handed her his papers, "Here are papers for an official name change and here is the fee, which can be charged to this card here. I would like this done as soon as possible please."

The woman took the papers and processed it. She handed him other paperwork, "The name change takes about two weeks for it to go through. Once you get your confirmation papers please work on switching account names. Have a good day."

Kyoya nodded before leaving and headed back to the cab. Getting inside, he made sure to call Tamaki to check on how Haruhi was. He kept it brief, trying not to let any emotion show. He just wanted them to know that the meeting with his father was over and to make sure that they were going to get out of the public eye. Once he instructed Tamaki on what to do, he noticed the cab had stopped. Handing the cab driver a couple bills, Kyoya got out of the cab and walked up the stairs. Once he was inside, Kyoya took off his shoes and placed his bags down. He went into the kitchen and filled a glass with water.

Kyoya was now at a loss. He didn't know what to do. Moving into the living room he saw the baby items sitting in the corner and stared at them. He was going to be a father, and yet he just lost the family that had raised him. The irony killed him. He knew that meant that he had no family but Haruhi's now. Kyoya sank down against the table and felt tears fall down his face. He wiped them away hastily, trying not to feel failure. After all, Kyoya had just faced his biggest fear and was now free. He didn't have to worry about merit; he was now free to make his own choices. Kyoya had plans for a future, and now it was all his…but his father's words resonated in his head. He shook his head; as if he could shake the words out too, but all he heard was his father's doubting words.

"Kyoya?" Ranka asked sleepily from behind Kyoya, as he stretched. Ranka had a late night last night, so it was no wonder that he was just waking up. Kyoya didn't answer him, but weakly nodded. Ranka moved closer to the boy and kneeled down. He saw the faint tear trails and sighed. Snaking an arm around the boy he pulled his close, "Kyoya? What happened?"

Kyoya shifted uncomfortably, other than Haruhi and occasionally Tamaki he wasn't used to being touched. "I…I told my dad," Kyoya answered, choking out the words.

"He didn't take it so well, did he?" Ranka asked.

"No…he told me to get out and to never come back. He told me that I threw everything away and that I am a failure."

Ranka sighed and shook his head, "People will always put down what they don't understand Kyoya. You did the right thing, you owned up to being a father. You make sure that Haruhi eats right, budget our accounts, and make plans with possible outcomes. You haven't failed at all in my book. To me, you have shown nothing but responsibility and just by this alone it tells me that you will have a bright future ahead of you. Kyoya, you are no failure." He patted Kyoya's back, trying to reassure him.

Kyoya relaxed a bit, "You really think so?"

Ranka smiled, "I really do. While your father is willing to throw away such a responsible young man such as yourself, I am so proud to have gained a son." Ranka looked Kyoya in the eyes as he said this, hoping that he could feel the sincerity of his words. Kyoya needed to hear this, and Ranka truly did mean every word.

Kyoya smiled faintly, "Thank you…dad…" Kyoya answered Ranka unsure. Since Ranka had just called him son, he thought that maybe he could call him dad.

Ranka smiled, "The name you want to call me is your choice. If you want to call me dad, that is up to you. Now, where is Haruhi, does she know yet?" Ranka asked as he looked around for her.

"Haruhi is with Tamaki, they are at his house. I'm headed over there soon. I just…I needed to drop some items off and repack a bag. I already submitted for a name change, so within the next two weeks my name will officially be Kyoya Fujioka. I think it will be best that you stay with friends over the next few days. The news reporters will be all over this story once it gets out."

"Okay, I'll see if I can get a few days off and go to Karuizawa. Until then, please take care of Haruhi. She's probably worried about you," Ranka stated as he backed away and stood up.

"I'm going to go pack a bag and leave…Dad? Thanks for the advice," Kyoya answered, still not sure of how this new word or dynamic would work.

"No problem Kyoya." With that, Ranka slipped back into his room so that he could make a few phone calls.

Kyoya then stood and went to collect his bags. Picking them up, he moved into his bedroom and started to rearrange things. He went to the dresser, opened the drawers that had become his, and pushed the clothes already in there to the side. Kyoya started to put the extra clothes into the drawers before placing a few notebooks and photos in a pile on top of the dresser. He couldn't deal with going through those, so that is where they just needed to stay for now. He took the now empty bags and placed those in the closet floor. Pulling out another bag he started to pack for a couple of days. After that was done, he walked towards the front door and put his shoes back on. Heading out the door, he called Tamaki to let him know he was heading over.

Haruhi wiped away the tears from his eyes and from her own. He had finally opened up to her fully, and she was happy. Leaning in, she kissed his cheek and then his lips, "Kyoya…thank you for sharing with me. I'm glad that you defended our family. You are by no means a failure to me either."

Kyoya leaned over and kissed her. Those words were reassuring, and hearing her say that meant the most. Kyoya let the tears flow freely as he felt Haruhi pull him close and kiss the top of his head. She held him, as they both cried tears of relief and sadness.

To Be Continued…