They all went into the board room. Well, almost everyone.
Namiyo stood behind the door, trying to walk in her six-inch heels.
"Where is this new chairman anyway?" One of the workers asked.
"Its probably the Suoh boy." Said another.
"You're half right. Its a Suoh...but not a boy." Tamaki spoke up, motioning to Hikaru and Kaoru, who were standing by the doors.
They opened them...and there stood Namiyo...in a maroon suit that resembled Haruhi's father's, tripping as soon as she walked through the door.
"I told you not to make the heels so high!" Kaoru hissed to his twin.
"They had to be high or no one would take her seriously." Hikaru hissed back, crossing his arms over his chest.
Namiyo quickly grabbed her husband's hand, leading him over to the chair next to her to avoid his fight with his brother.
"Lets get this meeting started, shall we?" Namiyo asked when she had sat down, trying to make it so her voice didn't crack.
"You've got to be kidding me!" The worker said, placing his elbows on the table.
Namiyo's head was bent down because of what they were saying, causing Kaoru to glance at her.
Then, he stood up, slamming his palms on the top of the table, his bangs covering his eyes.
"What are you talking about?" Kaoru demanded, catching the attention of everyone in the room.
Namiyo's eyes widened when she realized that her husband was actually saying something about these people in her defense.
"This girl is the absolute best person to ever be the chairwoman of Ouran Academy...and you have no reason to say that she's not!" Kaoru exclaimed.
Namiyo's eyes watered and a faint blush coated her cheeks when she realized that she'd never seen Kaoru this mad before.
"Kaoru..." Namiyo started, holding out her hand and grabbing onto her husband's arm.
"How could you defend her?" Another worker asked.
"You were in an arraigned marriage with her." The worker next to that one said.
Kaoru was getting even angrier, and he grabbed onto Namiyo's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
Well, what he thought was gentle, I mean. Even though it wasn't even gentle in the first place.
"Kaoru...you're kind of...crushing my wrist..." Namiyo said softly, ripping her arm away from her husband.
"Oh, sorry..." Kaoru said softly, tilting his head and looking down at her.
"Listen...I know that you don't think that I should be the chairwoman...you don't think one exists, right?" Namiyo asked the workers, who nodded.
She smiled. "Well...I thought the same thing...but that was before everyone at my side of the table told me that I can. I can do anything I've ever wanted." Namiyo said softly, a small smile on her face.
"But...it isn't natural for any woman to..." The first worker started, wagging a finger in Namiyo's face.
"What? It isn't natural for any woman to do anything that has to do with outside work? Is that it? Except for cleaning, cooking and keeping house, right?" Namiyo sarcastically asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"That's true..." All of the workers said at the exact same time, making Namiyo roll her eyes.
"Listen. Someone needed to take over my family's business...and we all decided that it would be me. So get over it, alright? I'm going to be here whether you all like it or not...so get used to it. Because I'm not going anywhere...and when I do retire...my son...or daughter...will take over for me." Namiyo hissed, her voice low.
The worker, looking at each other, were silent at that remark.
Namiyo, realizing this, cleared her throat to somewhat regain her composure when one of the workers decided to start speaking again.
"Ms. Suoh...I mean, Mrs. Hiitachin...you have no right to speak like that to me or any of the other workers in this school. We know the people who founded it...and we can get you fired for doing this...especially if you have this type of behavior around any students. Whether they be in preschool all the way up to the twelfth grade...in highschool. This behavior is not tolerated by anyone...and you are no exception." The first worker said, making the others shrink back.
"Well...of course I will not treat any students like this...or any of the staff. Unless..." Namiyo said, pointing a finger in the air like Tamaki does often.
"Unless..." All of the workers prompted, crossing their arms over their chests.
"Unless it is absolutely necessary...which I doubt. And...if it is necessary...they will first have detention...then then they will get a two-week suspension, then a month, and then they will be expelled. No matter how much money they have. No ifs, ands, or buts about it." Namiyo said, her voice even lower than before.
"Well...that is something. I never thought that Namiyo would say something like that. She's usually so gentle around everyone from our side." Kyoya said, pushing up his glasses.
"That's true..." Hikaru started, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder.
"...yeah, she's usually a scared little girl." Kaoru said softly, placing a hand on his wife's head affectionately.
"Hey!" Namiyo exclaimed, crossing her arms over her chest and turning away.
"Well...we told you, sir." The second worker said.
"She's still just a helpless little girl." The third replied.
"One that needs a babysitter by the looks of it..." The fourth said softly.
"You were all right." The first said, shaking his head with a small, devious smile on his face.
Kaoru's eyes widened, Tamaki looked like he wanted to strangle them all, and...so did Haruhi.
And with that, everyone left and the meeting was over.