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So, I hope you all had a happy holiday. Well my gift was a zune HD from Microsoft and I LOVE IT! I'm a sucker for Microsoft (sorry apple J ) well anyways I feel a lot better than I did when I wrote the last chapter (been suffering from depression for a while n it sucks cuz dammit u think of some twisted crap when ure like that… mainly brought on by the fact that I thot I fucked up my whole career!) FUN FACT!Inrealized that my culture celebrates Christmas on the 24th whereas the rest of the country celebrates on the 25th hmmmmmm, im losing inspiration to write. I'm just getting over like a 48 hour bug too so I really feel like crap… well enjoy! Lemme know what u think.

It's Over: You Wont Stop Me

By: gcdv

Nobody mentioned the engagement. In fact, they all but stopped coming to visit her. They only one who still visited her still on the same schedule was Takashi. He stopped by every other afternoon and kept her company and gave her a ride to the super market, carried her bags, he was a regular gentleman. Of all the people, she expected to be seeing she figured that at least Kyoya would come to see her because of the fact that he was marrying her… Kyoya.

That name tasted like venom. How could he make her "choose" to do something like that? That was not a choice. She knew she was what was best for her girls, not some foster system, the fact that Kyoya had money to help her girls barely peaked any interest in her. She grew up without any lavishness, her education brought her happiness; it would not be any different for anybody else, especially her girls. He had indeed sent a woman to come visit her for the wedding plans. That was about a week ago and she left saying that Mr. Kyoya would not be pleased. 'Like I care whether that bastard is 'pleased' or not.' She thought to herself as the tall woman spoke to her as she left.

Kyoya called her indeed about ten minutes later saying that what she had chosen was inappropriate for his family. That the ceremony had to be luxurious and opulent, "don't forget Haruhi, this is all a show for my father and we cant very well put on a show in potato bags and have you walk down the aisle of composed now can we. Do not worry I will arrange for Miss Takura to make the proper changes. Don't disappoint me Haruhi, I'm giving you some control over this but if I have to I will take it back, don't forget that hold all of the cards." She could still remember his conversation. "Conversation;" meaning her picking up the phone and then hanging it up when he was done babbling. She went over to her notebook sitting on the counter. Sitting down she began to write. That being the only way that she could do to provide catharsis, which was necessary at a time like this.

The pages transformed time for her. The days turned to weeks as the pages filled and turned, as she touched pen to paper and formed words, formed loops and curves, her life sped by. That is how she got through the next two and a half months. Takashi would come like clockwork and she got an occasional from Kaoru, Hikaru, and Mitsukuni. For some reason they just stopped coming as fervently as before. She could not blame them though. They had their own lives to worry about and she could not expect them to be at her disposal.

Takashi had Kotoko on his knee facing him in her unitard. They are eyes were locked in a serious expression. It was like a game for them, who would crack first? Kotoko put up a good fight but Takashi had years of practice with Mitsukuni and never cracked, maybe one day he would lose on purpose? Not today though. Kotoko started to laugh first and started to reach to hug him.

Imako sat in the bassinette sleeping. The girls had gotten off of the same sleep schedule and now while one slept the other ate and conducted all her 'business' and vice versa. Haruhi entered the room with a warm bottle of milk to give to Kotoko. Takashi stood up and handed her to Haruhi. Even though she filled the bottle to the brim, she knew that she would only eat about half; her appetite was not that big, unlike her sister who could drink two if she really wanted to.

Sitting beside Takashi, she fed her and Kotoko devoured half the bottle as expected. Haruhi smiled as she sat her down on her knee and burped her. Kotoko smiled up at her and instantly fell asleep. She was very systematic, she slept, played, ate, burped and dropped dead asleep. Imako tended to be a bit more temperamental. It was when the baby girl was asleep that Takashi finally spoke.

"Hm, I think Mitsukuni is upset." Haruhi was caught off guard by his sudden words. "Is that why he doesn't want to come and visit me?" She asked, looking down at her lap a bit saddened, feeling as if everyone except one, Takashi, had abandoned her. Takashi looked at her through his peripheral and saw her sadness. He decided at this moment that he would let her know why neither the twins nor Mitsukuni had been visiting her. He stood up. She looked up.

"Although I cannot speak for Hikaru and Kaoru, Mitsukuni is upset."

"But why?" Haruhi asked, she was very calm, something about Takashi always calmed her down, maybe it was his presence but it was soothing.

"The ring." Haruhi's eyes went wide and she looked down at the 'engagement' rather 'imprisonment' ring on her finger. 'This is the reason they have all been so mad at me!? Why?' "But why are they mad Takashi? I don't understand." Haruhi asked trying to get answers to her questions.

"He was in love with you and you broke his heart." Takashi is a very blunt person. Haruhi stood up quickly about to defend herself, but she realized that there was nothing to defend. She was getting married to someone who she did not love while those who did could only watch idly by thinking she had abandoned them without even a word. "You don't understand. . ." Her words dripping with shame. She felt unworthy of what her friends had offered.

"I don't want to. I'm being… forced into this…" Haruhi did not know how to explain it, she did not want them to get involved too much because Kyoya would not be happy most likely and he finds ways of finding ways to get rid of those things that got in his way. Takashi turned his head to face her and raised his eyebrow. "Forced?" Although he was a man of few words Haruhi had come to recognize when something bothered him, when he did not like it.

"Yes…"

"To who?" His voice got serious.

"I can't tell you, I mean I can, but I wont . . . I wont involve you guys in my problems anymore. You have helped enough as it is and I do not want you guys to feel like you have to live my life for me, or have to keep coming to my rescue. You guys have to live your own lives and you don't need me interfering."

"Haruhi, we're with you because we all love you, one way or another, we don't feel obligated to help you because we feel sorry for you or anything else."

"But obviously, not anymore, so don't feel obligated! Leave my pitiful self to handle my pitiful life…" Haruhi broke out in tears and tried to hold in any sobs that may awaken her sleeping children, although Imako was bound to wake up soon anyways. "I think it's better if you guys just forget about me, I'm nothing but trouble and I'm nothing but an inconvenience to everyone around me!" Imako and Kotoko both woke up and started screaming for their mother's comfort. "Takashi, just get out of here! It's in your best interest…" She could not stop her crying at this point.

He did not speak a word. He just turned and left. Haruhi collapsed on her couch sobbing clutching a pillow to her chest in the fetal position. Her babies were crying but she could not possibly even stand up let alone comfort them, she needed to comfort herself first. She could not allow those who loved her sacrifice themselves to help her. She had to take care of this herself, and she cant sit idly by as they all wreck their lives or inconvenience themselves for her sake when she should be able to handle her life and there was nothing to do about it now. Her wedding was the next day…

Takashi was driving down the road on his motorcycle. It was black and silver and her helmet was black and red. He did not have a preference between the car and the bike; he just alternated between the two so that they do not suffer from damage from under usage. He was caught by the moonlight and he shown like a bullet; it took him a little less than half an hour to arrive at Mitsukuni's pent house. He walked and entered the elevator. Inside were two girls. They stood behind him and stared almost drooling. All it took was a side-glance from the great Takashi Morinozuka to make them scream and hold each other for dear life.

Ding

The elevator doors opened and he stepped out while the other two girls watched him leave. As he entered Mitsukuni's home, he saw him in a pair of sweat pants and a tank top. He was sitting in front of his computer staring at the financial statement of a certain branch of his family's company. Takashi went to his refrigerator, opened it, and peaked inside. There was a jug of water, some milk, deli meats and cheese, and not much of anything else.

He walked over to him and saw that his eyes were dead. "Mitsukuni, why don't you go visit Haruhi?" He asked while looking at him. He did not even bother to look up. "Takashi, there's a lot of things that I have to look over before the end of the weekend. I don't wan-… have time to. Maybe next week." His voice sounded bored and interested, but it also sounded empty.

Takashi turned to leave. "Hm, well do what you want, but she's being forced into this marriage."

Mitsukuni looked up. "If she really didn't want to marry him she would say something… to somebody, anybody." He did not sound too much more interested than when he last spoke. Takashi walked out saying one last thing for Mitsukuni to think about. "The wedding is tomorrow" and with that he was gone. Mitsukuni was left with his thoughts and choice to be made, within the next couple of hours…

Gcdv: this is short but hey its something right? Lol, well I liked where this ended. For some reason I had a really hard time writing this chapter… idk why, probably stress idk. Well till next time! Check my profile for updates on my other stories… I have a plan!!! Lol BTW! IF YOU STILL WANT TO VOTE FOR YOUR CHOICE OF PAIRING DO SO IMMIDIATELY! WITH THE WEDDING FAST APPROACHING ITS GONNA BE DECIDED SOON. (im so undecisive… please force me into a decision!!!!)… and im feeling nauseous, flipping bug!