Okay, reason why this is late: Coz I got bored of writing this story O.o

Also, I didn't know how to continue, but a couple nights ago, I got bored in bed, so I continued writing chapter 12 :) I haven't finished writing it yet, so I'm going to write what I wrote and then I'm going to continue from there.

I am really regretting that I didn't write a plot to this story. I wrote chapter 12 about 5 times and they were all with different idea's, but they were stupid – seriously stupid.

Chapter 13 is already written out, I just have to type it up... sorry if it's up a couple days late... I'll try my best to get it up on the 24th of April :) If it's not, I am so, so, SO sorry : .

Okay, here's chapter 12 :)

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The Portrait of Haruhi Fujioka

Written by: Amnoying Ammii

Chapter 12: How Different Are They?

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She laid her transparent body on the sand as memories formed in her head again. This was where she had cheated with Tamaki while Kyouya was asleep on the edge of the water.

Then there were pictures of a love letter. They faded away before she could read a single word. The only words that she could see were 'To Haruhi' and 'Much Love, Tamaki'.

Next a picture of Kyouya's angry, yet sad face as he snapped at her. A feeling of pain struck her heart; it clutched at her heart, even in death, to see how hurt he was that day. She sighed and let the images continue filling her mind.

The yellow strip. Slowly, slowly, it turned to purple. This meant she was pregnant. It filled her body with joy, but it worried her. She knew it was Kyouya's – she didn't know how, she just knew – but should she tell him or Tamaki first? It was a stupid question, but she was still young, and didn't know better. She told Tamaki. Stupid.

Tamaki was so furious; he'd stopped talking to her for a week. When he finally begun talking to her again, he swore over Haruhi's mothers grave that if she told anyone – especially Kyouya – about the baby, he's get rid of it personally. He'd let her have the baby, but she'd have to say it was Tamaki's once it was born – not Kyouya's.

Haruhi denied, but Tamaki only smacked her, sending her to the floor, and left.

She knew what that had meant. That means the beginning of everybody's life changing.

More images…

Kyouya's tears… now, that was a memory… Haruhi was invited to Kyouya's house one evening for dinner – a 'practice dinner' his father had called it. It was quiet, just the two of them at the one large dinner table, sitting at both ends. It was so quiet, it was like they had already married and were on the verge of divorce.

The pictures and the conversation came out so clearly in her head, it was as if it was only yesterday…

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Awkward silence…

Cling, clang of the knives and forks as they hit their plates…

"Kyouya…"

"Haruhi, be quiet and eat."

That was cold.

"I just want to apologize…"

"I don't need an apology."

"Please, Kyouya, just listen—"

"I don't need to listen to your crap!"

She blinked at him, shocked.

He never snapped at anyone…

Ever!

That made her angrier.

"You will listen to me whether you like it or not! We'll be married in two years and we will cooperate!"

She stood out of her chair angrily.

"You will stop yelling at me and you will eat you dinner quietly!"

He stood out of his chair as well.

"Please," she sobbed, "just let me apologize!"

"Shut-up!" he yelled.

He threw his knife to her.

It missed by half a meter.

Haruhi was shocked…

but Kyouya was appalled by his own action.

"Haruhi, I'm so sorry!"

He ran to her side.

She didn't move.

She couldn't move.

He hugged her head into his chest.

"I'm sorry," he whispered to the back of her head.

A tear fell onto her plate.

But it wasn't hers.

It was his.

She looked up and saw tears streaming down his face.

He looked like he couldn't bear hiding them anymore.

"You should have just told me the truth…"

She looked back down but continued listening.

"You should have told me you loved Tamaki more then I—"

"That's not true!"

She turned around and grabbed his face.

Her thumbs wiped away his tears.

"I love you."

She kissed him.

"If I didn't, I'd have never accepted your proposal."

He pulled away.

"If you really did love me, then you'd never have slept with that man behind my back. Excuse me."

He walked out of the dining room.

She sobbed and sat back down in her seat.

"But it's true…"

She really did love him…

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She sat up and wiped away tears as they formed in her dead eyes. She never wanted to see Kyouya cry. He was her saviour, her prince. If it wasn't for his father, she would never have felt true love towards another person, and she'd have been stuck with Tamaki.

A picture of Tamaki's deceiving smile came into her head. How could she have ever trusted that monstrosity? Oh, when surrounded by the people he loved, he was a really nice person who never stopped smiling, but behind the scenes… nobody could even imagine what it was like.

But then again, she thought to herself, it could have been me… I was his first love as it was… maybe it was my fault? Maybe it was because of me that he was so cold to me. Maybe it was because he had never loved before; he didn't understand what a girl really wants in life with a guy…

That couldn't be true, she shook her head. No, he was too experienced with girls – he was the Host Club Prince – so there was no excuse for his selfishness.

But was there? She thought a moment and lay back down on the sand, looking up at the full moon. Wow… so beautiful… This reminded her of that time when she first came to the beach with the host club… when those 3 men had hit on the girls and dropped Haruhi off the cliff… wait, what was so nice about that day?

"Oh, that's right," she smiled. "That's when Tamaki plunged into the water to save me… and when I realised I was starting to like him…"

She sighed. The memory flashed into her head of the thunder and the hug she had given him.

But then she smiled. "That was also the night I realised how handsome Kyouya was without his glasses… and without a shirt…"

There was a rustling as she heard foot-steps in the sand. She blinked and sat up.

A couple… But not just any couple – that was Shuichi and Maii! After warning him continuously not to go with that girl, he still disobeyed her command.

Haruhi stood up and floated to the sky, looking down as Shuichi held Maii by the hand and walked her along the water edge in the moon-light. Haruhi sighed – such an old thing to do – but giggled when she remembered Kyouya doing that to her that night. She stopped giggling when she remembered that was also the same night she went to Tamaki's side after Kyouya had fallen asleep…

"Shuichi, come on, tell me, what's the big surprise?"

Haruhi blinked down at the running children.

"It won't be a surprise if I tell you," Shuichi smiled at her. She giggled and hugged his arm.

Maii was wearing a white summer dress that hung down from below the breast and flowed down freely, showing off her tiny belly. Shuichi was wearing a pair of blue khaki shorts and a red tank top, showing off the light muscles he had on his arms and legs. He really did look like Kyouya – the only different was that he had more muscles on his body then his great-grandfather (and she should know).

"Okay, we're here," Shuichi said at a large rock.

"A rock…?" Maii blinked. "You said I'd like it."

"You will. Come on." He took her hand again and helped her get on top of the rock. For a moment, Haruhi was confused. But then she remembered. She knew exactly what was happening.

"Ooh, so sweet," Haruhi said to herself, smiling down at them, remembering the exact details.

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"Kyouya, this is amazing!" Haruhi gapped down at the rock.

"I thought you'd like it."

"How did you find it?"

"It's been here for thousands of years. I've been flying around in our private jet."

Haruhi giggled and hugged Kyouya.

"Wow… It's so pretty…"

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"Shuichi, this is amazing!" Maii gapped at the rock.

Shuichi smiled at her. "Do you like it?"

"It's amazing!" Maii gapped again.

On the rock, pictures of hearts, swans, cupid, doves, roses and many, many, many signatures of peoples' names were written all over. There were hand-prints, lipstick marks, and foot-prints too.

"Hey, this is my grandfather and grandmother!" Maii pointed to two names painted on the rock in pink and white. "Tamaki and Eclair Suoh…"

"And this is my grandfather…" Shuichi said, kneeling down in front of two names. "But that's not my grandmother."

No, Haruhi thought. That's me.

Maii walked to Shuichi's side and looked down at the name.

Underneath what looked like red paint, there were the letters 'H', 'U', and 'I' that were still visible. Haruhi shook her head. That wasn't red paint. That was her own blood. After Kyouya had killed her, he didn't want to go back to the rock and see the name anymore, so he painted over it with the blood that still hadn't dried on his hands and clothes. The next year, he met Sakura and married her when they turned 18 together. He didn't forget about the rock, but tried to – he didn't want to relive the memory of Haruhi anymore, and soon became sane again slowly, slowly with Sakura's help. Haruhi was happy for Kyouya, even though he had killed her and gotten married so quickly. She was happy that he was happy. She had always forgiven him for his action – it was her own fault anyway.

"That's the girl he killed, right?" Maii asked.

Shuichi nodded. "Look's like it. There's no H in Grandma-Sakura's name."

"That's red paint, right?" Maii asked worriedly.

"I have no idea what it is, but I'm sure it's just paint."

She sighed with relief. "That's good."

Shuichi stood and held onto Maii's hands with both of his own ones. "Do you want to add our names to it too?" Shuichi asked.

"But we're not gonna get married any time soon," she giggled. "But, what the heck – who knows, right?"

He laughed.

"What about paint? Is there any paint smart-ass?"

"I have it all under control!" he grinned and pulled out a paint brush and a tube of purple and red paint from his pocket. "Purple is your favourite colour and Red is mine."

She giggled again, taking the purple paint from him. "You're never un-prepared."

He shook his head. "No, never…"

They got to their knees, squirted some of their paint onto their brushes and painted together.

Haruhi smiled. It was as if Shuichi was living the exact same life as Kyouya had… but nobody wanted that to happen… No, Kyouya's heart was ripped from inside of his chest and thrown into the deepest pits of hell. Haruhi was sure Kyouya wouldn't want something like that to happen to his grandson too.

After a few minutes, the two finally got up and looked down at the newest addition to the wedding rock (as it was called, seeing as all couples who were to marry or were already married painted their names and the love they held for each other on the rock). Maii grinned and hugged Shuichi's arm. "It's so pretty!" she grinned.

Haruhi heard someone fall to the ground and curse under their breath and turned around quickly. She was surprised. This couldn't be happening again… especially not with the son of the oldest devil!

Shuichi had pulled Maii into a kiss under the moonlight and Haruhi cursed. Idiot! It was happening again… just as was predicted!

Kotani sneered up at the couple and watched as they made out. He growled low and walked away from the beach.

Haruhi shook her head and fell onto the sand. Shuichi or Maii couldn't see her thankfully. Haruhi started smacking herself in the head. She should have looked out for him! She shouldn't have let him fall so easily! She shouldn't have let the same mistake happen twice!

You know that saying: 'History Repeats Itself'? Well, it was true, and it was happening… Haruhi prayed to the Almighty Ghost God for guidance and watched on hatefully. This made it clear: She had to begin on getting her revenge soon, or else everything would fail. She had to start at the first sight of dawn, and she had to hurry, or else everything would have been for nothing… She wouldn't let anything like that happen again – she didn't want other people regretting the same things their grandparents were regretting for so long. She wouldn't let that happen again, and that was a promise – she wouldn't let anyone down again.

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That was that chapter. Hope you enjoyed the story so far :) :) I'm actually rather liking it O.o

Anyway, like I said, I'm sorry that this chapter was up 2-3 weeks late and I'm sorry if the next one is late too… I'll try my best to get it up next weekend.

Ooh, and it's my birthday on Sunday so I hope I can be happy and have tones of reviews as a b-day prezzy!! XD

I feel so special this week… lol

On Monday: I got my ears pierced XD

On Wednesday: I got my Braces out:O

On Friday: I got a haircut and I got my eye-brows waxed!! XP

And on Sunday: ITS MY BDAI!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

But I'm sad too coz my computer screen is broken :( :( I can't see half of the screen and this is my second laptop… My parents won't buy me another one :'(

Anywayz, ye, that was random :P lol

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'll try my best to get the next chapter up soon, but like I said, I can't promise anything. I've been making plots for my story's now, and this one didn't have one, so I'm sorry that it's kind of confusing.

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(17th April) I'm sorry that this is up 5 days later then I was supposed to put it up... there was an error n it wouldn't let me put the chapter up... well, the chapters up now so I hope you all enjoyed:) :) thanks to everyone who reviewed.

I already have chapter 13 written, but I'm going to put it up on Saturday or Sunday coz I haven't got enough time to type it up...

n btw: HAPPY BDAI TO ME!! I AM NOW 15!! XD I'm so happy :) :) I got the most beautiful necklace from my friend Nidal, so I'd just like to say I love you Nidal n I wish you WERE able to come to my party :( YOU MISSED OUT ON KAREOKE lol

WELL BYEEEEEE luv everyoneee :) :)

(22nd April) I already have chapters 13-17 written up on paper, i just have to get them typed up except I'm not going to put them up as soon as I have them typed up coz I just feel like getting them up slowly :)