Chapter 13 Part 1/2

H.F - POV

I looked at myself in the mirror, not recognizing the woman standing there. I slowly make my way closer to my reflection, touching myself to make sure its really me I'm looking at. Wow… those guys really outdid themselves this time. I look like royalty.

"Amazing."

I jump at the voice behind me. I turn to see my father standing at the door with tears in his eyes.

"You look so beautiful Haruhi," he moves to stand behind me and motions for me to look into the mirror. "You are so much like your mother. Beautiful, kind and strong. I'm so proud to call you my daughter. I could never ask for a better child." He hugs me from behind.

"Thanks dad. I couldn't ask for a better father." I smile at him. "Now, enough sappy talk. Kyoya will be here any minute, and you know he wont be happy if I'm not ready." I go to move around him.

"Not so fast," he grabs my arm. "I have something for you. When I found out the boys would be dressing you I asked them if I could handle the accessories."

Huh, I was wondering why I didn't have any.

"So I told them what I wanted you to wear and they created the dress around that." He pulled out a box from his back pocket. "Here." He handed the box to me.

I open the box and gasped "Dad, this is to much! How did you afford this? I can't take it!"

He shook his head. "I didn't purchase it. Well, not for you at least." He smiled sadly. "That was the present I bought your mother for our anniversary the year she passed. She asked me to give it to you when she thought you'd need it."

"Dad… I… I can't take this." I hold the box out to him.

"Yes, you can and you will." He took the box from me. "Turn around and hold your hair up."

I do as he asked. Watching him from the mirror. I stare at the beautiful necklace he places around my neck, the same burgundy colour as the dress. "It's beautiful dad. Thank you." I turn and give him a hug. In the middle of the hug, the bell rings.

"Your prince is here."

"Dad, he's just a friend." I scoff at him.

"Haruhi," he sighs and places a hand on my shoulder looking me in the eyes. "A man doesn't look at a woman the way Kyoya looks at you if he isn't interested in them." He shakes his head as I try to reply. "No, don't argue with me. I know what I'm talking about. Now, lets not keep the boy waiting."

We make our way down the hallway, when we get to the door dad opens it with a smile.

"Hello Kyoya, would you like to come in?"

"Ranka," he nods. "I would love to, thanks." He steps through the door, not noticing me yet. "Where would Haruhi b…" we made eye contact and he stilled. "wow…" he whispered so low I barely heard it. He shakes his head, then walks towards me. "You look stunning Haruhi/" he takes my hand and kisses the back of it.

I blush and look away, "Thank you. You don't look to bad yourself." I notice his tie is the same shade as my dress. "I see we match."

He looks down at his tie, "Well yes, I can't not match my date, now could it?"

At the mention of the word date I heard my dad giggle. "Well, we should probably get going so we aren't late. Bye dad! You can let yourself out!" I grab Kyoya's arm and drag him out of the apartment. I could feel him chuckling the entire way to the limo.