Hey there, readers! I know this is a bit late for me posting this chapter but my internet has been complete shit for the past 3 days on my laptop sooooo yah.

Anyways, here is a lovely angsty chapter about babies.

I felt like this chapter was necessary because of the fact that even though Tamaki and Haruhi are really really in love, they are still newly weds and new parents as well. So the stress is on full force with them. So her is a pretty damn long Tamaharu chapter.

And I know this is supposed to be a mainly Tamaharu fic, but I've been neglecting them. Don't worry, I have up to chapter 38 already planned and we are going to have plenty of Tamaharu greatness.

Also, this chapter tells us about Kyoya's storyline that my sister came up with. I came up with the details but my sister came up with the idea, so if you like it, thank her!

So here goes, enjoy!

Chapter 13 - Trouble in Paradise

Week One

Tamaki and Haruhi flopped down on their bed after finally getting the twins to fall asleep.

"Finally, we can get some sleep." Tamaki sighed and rubbed his hands over his face.

Haruhi looked over at the blond. "You know I go back to work on Monday. . . So, you're gonna be on your own during the day."

He groaned at his wife's comment and moved up to his pillow to bury his face in it. "Why do you have to go back so soon? It's not like you have to work."

"But I want to. I have been away from work for a while now and I really want to get back to it." She moved next to him and kissed his cheek. "You'll be fine."

Week Two

"Haruhi, darling." Tamaki's voice was tired and panicked as he spoke into the phone. The sound to children crying could be heard from his line. "Can't you come home early, or something? I can only get Akemi to stop crying. But when Antoine starts crying again, it makes Akemi cry too."

Haruhi sighed into the phone. "Alright, calm down. I'm leaving now. I'll be home in a few minutes. Just try to calm them down a little bit, okay?"

"Alright. Just . . .Please hurry home, Haruhi."

Week Three

"Tamaki, you can't keep calling me while I'm at work. I know we're both new at this, but figuring things out is all part of the parenting job."

The blond's voice had a tone of complete exhaustion as he spoke to his wife. "Haruhi, I think you should take next week off of work. I canceled my most recent meeting that was scheduled for last weekend. Come on, they need their mother too."

"Alright. I'll take next week off. That way we can both take care of the kids all day and hopefully get some sleep."

Week Four (March 22nd, 2016)

He plopped on the couch, face-down, and sighed. "I have probably thirty minutes to sleep now. . . "

After about five minutes of peace and quiet, Haruhi walked through the front door, carrying groceries in her arms. She wasn't loud about any of it, but almost as soon as she closed the door behind her, the twins started crying upstairs.

Tamaki himself felt like crying when he heard them wake up. He looked up to glance at his wife. "Haruhi, can you go take care of that?"

She frowned and began to set some of the bags down. "But, I have to put the groceries away."

Tamaki snapped up and glared at his wife. His eyes were completely blood-shot and had dark circles underneath them, his hair was a mess, and it looked like he hadn't shaved in the past few days.

"A month, Haruhi. A month I have been taking care of them by myself while you have been at work. Forget about the damn groceries and just please . . . please go take care of the twins this time."

He very rarely got like that when talking to Haruhi, so she sighed and complied. She walked up the stairs after setting all of the bags down and began tending to her newborns.

They were woken up at one am by the sound of babies crying.

"Haruhi, it's your turn. . ."

"But I just started to fall asleep."

Tamaki rolled over to face his wife and groaned. "Haruhi." He glared at his wife as if she had just pulled his last fuse. "It's your turn."

Haruhi sighed and got out of bed. "Fine. Fine. I'm going."

About fifteen minutes later, the babies still hadn't stopped crying. "TAMAKI!"

He groaned and dragged himself out of bed and to the nursery across the hall. "Yeah . . ." He rubbed his eyes and ran his finger through his hair as he stood in the doorway.

"Can you hold Akemi while I change Antoine? She's being really restless right now."

Tamaki sighed. "Why don't you just put her back in the crib? It's not like she's going to crawl out and wreak havoc on the world. They're a month old."

Haruhi glared angrily at him and sighed. "Tamaki, come on. Just hold her for a minute."

He sighed again. "Just put her in the crib." He turned and started to walk back to their bedroom. "I'm going back to bed."

"Tamaki Suoh! Don't you dare!" Haruhi shouted at her husband as he began to walk away. "These are your kids too! Not just mine! We will take care of them together! Now get back here and hold your daughter."

Tamaki turned back around and looked at his wife incredulously. "You don't think I know that these are my kids?! I have been taking care of them for a month while you were out at work that you didn't even have to go back to until next month! I've had to cancel all of my meetings for the past month to take care of the twins. You left me alone with two newborn babies for a month straight, and now that you have the week off, you're always out still! You're either having lunch with Chris and Hikaru or grocery shopping or shopping for the kids or something else! You even brought your damn work home with you! And you are telling ME to be a better parent?! You're the one that needs to be there more often. You're the one that needs to pick up your game. You're the one that needs to be a better parent!"

Haruhi held the twins in each of her arms as they started crying louder. "Tamaki! Stop shouting you're making them cry!"

Tamaki laughed sadly. "No, Haruhi. I'm not making them cry. They never stop crying. I haven't gotten a full night's sleep in a month because of that! But you wouldn't know that because you are always too busy to pay attention to YOUR OWN TWO CHILDREN!"

"Tamaki! You aren't being fair! It's my job! I have to be there!"

"No you don't, Haruhi! I have more than enough money to support this family! You work because you choose to! And yeah I support that, but you need to be here for our kids! You're the one that hasn't been fair!"

"Why are you being such an asshole right now?!"

Tamaki was fuming by this point. "Oh, I don't know! Maybe because it's almost 2am and I haven't slept in a month and my wife is now accusing ME of being a bad parent?! Maybe that's it! Why don't you tell me?!"

"What the hell, Tamaki! You do realize that I had to deal with being pregnant with these two for NINE MONTHS! And I had to go through the EXTREMEMLY FUCKING PAINFUL process of giving birth to two children within minutes of each other! Dealing with crying babies for a month shouldn't have you acting like this?!"

Tamaki laughed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Oh. My. God. You can't be pulling that shit now." He threw his hands up and turned around. "You know what? I need a break."

He stormed out of the room and walked into their own. He then pulled a bag out and started throwing whatever clean clothes of his he could find in it.

Haruhi stormed into their room with only Antoine in her arms. "Tamaki, where the hell are you going?"

He refused to look at her as he closed the bag. "Out. I don't know. I haven't decided yet." He stood up and faced his wife before storming down the stairs. "Somewhere where I can keep my sanity."

She followed him to the door and stood in the doorway as he left. "Fine! Leave! Take your damn private jet somewhere far away! Come back when you're ready to be a real husband and a real father!"

Haruhi slammed the door behind her and went back upstairs to the nursery as tears streamed down her face. She was so angry that she didn't even notice her dampened cheeks.

*Bzzzz. Bzzzz. Bzzzz*

He reached over to his night table and pulled his phone to his face. "Hello . . ."

"Kyoya. It's Tamaki."

Kyoya groaned and sat up in bed. "I literally just fell asleep, Tamaki. What the hell do you want?"

Tamaki sounded as tired as Kyoya on the phone, if not more so. "Do you still live at the same place in Tokyo? The one you moved into after college?"

He rubbed his eyes and sighed. "Yes. Why?"

"Okay good. Thanks." And with that he hung up the phone.

"What the hell?" Kyoya pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at it. He then groaned and put it back down as he went back to sleep.

After a 13 hour flight to a place with a thirteen hour time difference, Tamaki arrived in Tokyo at 4am the next day.

*Ding dong. Ding dong*

"Mmm. Kyoya, someone's at the door."

Kyoya sat up angrily and got out of bed. "Why is it that everyone seems to need something when I'm trying to sleep?"

He turned and glanced at the red-headed girl in his bed. "If she starts crying, will you take care of it?"

The woman moaned and sighed. "I mean, I'll try. But we both know she only stops crying with you."

*Ding dong. Ding dong*

Kyoya put on his glasses and made his way to the front door. He opened the door to find his best friend, Tamaki Suoh, standing at his front door looking just as he did when he left his own house. "Hey, Kyoya."

"Wha- Tamaki?! What the hell are you doing here? It's four in the morning!" He scrunched his nose for a moment. "Have you been drinking?"

Tamaki looked at Kyoya with a rather drained expression. "Well, it was a long plane ride."

"But you don't drink."

"I don't remember ever saying that I don't drink."

"Almost every time someone has offered you alcohol, even at your own wedding, you have turned it down saying 'I don't drink.' And I especially remember that after the whole thing with Hikaru, you swore to never even think about touching alcohol. . ."

He paused for a moment and ran his fingers through his hair. "So can I come in or?"

Kyoya sighed and let him in. "I guess so. You still haven't told me why you've showed up at my house at four in the morning though."

"I needed to get away. From Haruhi and-" He was interrupted by the sound of a baby crying.

As soon as he heard this, his eyes grew wide. "-that. . . Am- Am I going crazy? Or did I really just hear a baby start crying?"

After a few moments, the two men heard Kyoya's name called from the other room.

"Kyoya!" The red-headed woman from earlier came to the front door with an infant in her arms. "I tried to calm her down, but nothing's working."

She looked up from the baby girl with dark wavy hair and pale blue eyes. "Who's th-"

"Sam, this is-"

Samantha gasped as she saw who was standing next to Kyoya. "Rene? Is that really you?"

Kyoya took the crying child and she immediately stopped.

"Samantha? I haven't seen you in- how long has it been?"

The woman ran over to Tamaki and hugged him. "Fifteen years! It's been fifteen years since we last saw each other."

Kyoya sighed as he held the child. "Let me guess. You two knew each other when Tamaki lived back in France?"

She looked back at Kyoya, confused. "Tamaki?"

The blond laughed and smiled at her. "That's my Japanese name. It's the name I have gone by since I moved to Japan." He pulled apart from the woman and looked at her. "But you weren't there when I left. You and your family moved to Marseille, right? But that doesn't explain why you're here with Kyoya."

"Tamaki, it's quite obvious as to why she is here. I thought you were smarter than that."

Samantha walked over to Kyoya, leaned her head on his shoulder, and smiled at Tamaki. "We're engaged, Rene." She reached over and played with one of the baby's hands. "And this is our little girl, Zoe. Isn't she beautiful?"

Tamaki's jaw dropped and he felt like he was spinning. "Wait. So you two are engaged. . . and you have a newborn daughter . . . and you-" he pointed to Samantha, "-are living with Kyoya now . . . and . . . I- I think I need to sit down. . ."

Kyoya sighed and handed the girl to Samantha. "Tamaki, this is why you don't drink." He walked over to the blond and helped him to the living room before he passed out.

"Hikaru, can you and Chris come over, please?" Haruhi sounded like she was holding back tears.

"Haruhi, what's wrong? Did something happen?" Hikaru spoke on the other line.

Haruhi took a deep breath and sighed. "I just really need someone over here right now. I need help with the kids and . . ." She took another deep breath, sounding more choked up than before. "Tamaki just left. And I don't know when he's coming back."

Hikaru felt as if he was about to crush his phone in his hand. "We'll be over in a few minutes, Haruhi. Don't worry."

He hung up the phone and got out of bed. "Come on Chris. We're going over to see Haruhi."

Christian sat up in bed lazily. "Why? Did something happen?"

"Tamaki's gone. He just got up and left."

". . . mhh. . . Haruhi . . . we have to feed the twins." Tamaki slowly opened his eyes and saw Kyoya sitting on a couch near the one Tamaki was asleep on.

The blond sat up with a start and stared at his best friend. "So it wasn't a dream. I really did get into that fight with Haruhi . . . and I did fly all the way here that night."

Kyoya looked up from his tablet. "So you're awake now?"

He put the tablet down and stared at Tamaki for a moment. "So . . . You really just got up and left Haruhi with two newborn babies. And you didn't even tell her where you were going?

Tamaki looked down at his lap and stayed silent. "That's unlike you, Tamaki. And I have to say, it's a bit irresponsible."

The blond looked up and glared angrily at Kyoya, something Kyoya wasn't used to. "You have it easy, Kyoya. You have Sam here to help you. And you only have one baby to deal with." He stood up and started pacing as he ranted.

"Haruhi is never home! She's always too busy with work. And whenever she's not at work, she's too busy running errands or something. She left me with the twins all day for a month straight. That sleep I just got on your couch was the most sleep I've gotten since the twins were born. And then she accuses me of being a bad parent! She's the one that's never around! I have to take care of them all by myself!"

Tamaki sat back down on the couch and exhaled deeply. "I just don't know what to do. I needed to escape for a little bit."

"Tamaki, you have every right to be upset about the way Haruhi is acting. But, you had no right to leave her there alone. She's your wife and the mother to your children. You made that commitment for a reason."

The blond male sat silent for a moment and then looked back at Kyoya. "What about you and Samantha? How did that happen?"

Kyoya pushed his glasses to the bridge of his nose and glared at Tamaki. "You're avoiding the topic at hand, Tamaki."

"I just want to know how that happened. Sam was my only real friend back in France. She used to play the piano with me for my mother and sometimes watch the shows my dad sent us. I want to know how you ended up with her. How she ended up being the mother of your child."

Kyoya sighed and started to explain. "Well, I was in France right before your wedding. I had been traveling a lot ever since Masami and I got divorced. And. . . I guess you can say I had been with quite a few women before I met Samantha-"

Tamaki gasped and laughed. "Wait so you mean you slept around? I didn't expect that from you, Kyoya."

He sighed and continued. "Call it what you must. Anyways I was in Marseille and she accidentally bumped into me on the street and it ended up making me drop and break my glasses. So to make up for it, Samantha said she would buy me lunch. I told her it was completely unnecessary but she insisted. So we had lunch together and I was intrigued by her. She could obviously tell that I was Japanese but she didn't act like you or your mother about Japanese culture. She seemed to already be very educated in the subject, and I soon found out that she had traveled there before and learned that the movies and TV shows about Japan are completely inaccurate."

He paused for a moment and laughed. "After that, it's crazy to say, but we actually ended up falling in love. I never actually thought I would be moved by such an intangible concept as love. There wasn't even any actual benefit to being with her, except for happiness. . . Mind you, I didn't find out about Zoe until about a month before she was born. And she was born on the 17th so . . . "

Tamaki laughed quietly as Kyoya finished explaining.

"Why are you laughing, Tamaki?"

He smiled back at Kyoya and laughed a little more. "I just think it's pretty funny that you ended up like my family. A Japanese man from a prominent family falling in love with a beautiful French woman and having a child out of wedlock. It's a bit ironic." He paused and sighed. "The only difference is that you were already divorced when you had the child."

"It seems like I did, in a way, created your family over again."

Tamaki looked at Kyoya with complete seriousness. "Kyoya, just make sure that Zoe doesn't get separated from either of you because of your parents. Don't have her go through what I went through."

Kyoya laughed. "I didn't plan on that happening, Tamaki. And I appreciate your interest in my love life, but it seems like you are having quite a bit more trouble in paradise."

The blond sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Tell me about it. . . "

"So why don't you stay for the rest of the day, and then head back tonight I've already talked to Haruhi telling her that you're here and safe. . . She needs some help with the kids, and isn't her husband and father to her children supposed to be that help?"

Haruhi was sitting on the couch with Akemi in her lap as Chris played with Antoine. "Thanks for coming over, you guys. I really appreciate the help."

"It's no problem, Haruhi! I was hoping we would get to see these little cuties again soon." Chris spoke as he played with Antoine's hands, causing the infant to giggle.

Hikaru sat next to Haruhi on the couch. "So have you heard anything from Tamaki yet?"

She shook her head and sighed. "No, nothing from Tamaki. But I know where he is. Kyoya called me just before you two go here and told me he was at his house in Japan."

"So he flew all the way to Japan, just because you two fought? What even were you two fighting about anyways?" Hikaru leaned back on the couch and watched Chris play with the baby boy on the floor in front of them.

"Well, ever since I went back to work, Tamaki had been really stressed out because he had to spend the entire day with the twins. So he was starting to get upset with me since I wasn't home enough to help him . . . And he blew up when I told him that he needed to get over it because that's what raising a child was about. . . I told him that he needed to be a better parent . . ."

She paused for a moment before continuing. "And then he told me that I wouldn't know what being a parent entitled because I'm never home and he started yelling and carrying on about how he hadn't gotten decent sleep in a month and how I wasn't home enough. . . And then he left."

Chris looked up at Haruhi when she finished talking. "You know, Haruhi. . . He kind of had a point. You did go back to work sooner than you had to . . . And raising a kid on your own is pretty hard, just ask my mom . . . let alone two."

Haruhi frowned. "I thought you two were on my side."

Hikaru threw his hands up in surrender. "Hey, I'm not on anyone's side with this, Haruhi. I just recently got back on Tamaki's good side and I plan to stay there." He put his hands back down and sighed. "He did have a point, Haruhi. But I don't think he had any reason to just leave you here with the kids."

Chris laughed and continued to play with the baby. "Yeah, Hikaru's right. That was a really dumb move on his part. And anyways, who would want to leave these precious angels behind?"

Haruhi sighed and gave a sad smile. "I guess you guys are right. I should be home more often." She looked up at Hikaru. "So, now I've decided . . . I'm going to take the next month off of work to take care of the kids."

He tossed Antoine in the air a little bit, causing the baby to squeal. "They're just so damn adorable. Hikaru, I want one."

Hikaru choked on his spit and blushed bright red. "Wh-what?" He regained his composure a bit and looked over at Chris. "That's a conversation for another time, alright?"

Christian and Haruhi laughed at Hikaru's reaction and went back to playing with the twins.

The next day, 11pm.

Tamaki approached his front door, cleaned up and well rested, and began to unlock it. He opened the door quietly and set his bag down in the foyer.

"Haruhi?" Tamaki whispered his wife's name as he walked into the house. He entered the living room and froze in his tracks. He smiled at the sight of Haruhi, Hikaru, and Chris spread out on the couch and floor with Antoine sprawled across Hikaru and Chris's chests on the floor, and Akemi sleeping soundly on Haruhi's chest on the couch.

Haruhi woke up slowly, making sure not to wake the baby up. She sat up and placed the blonde girl down on the couch in her place. "Tamaki . . . "

The brunette stood and walked over to her husband and just looked up at him with crossed arms.

The two stood in silence for a moment as Tamaki rubbed the back of his neck and looked at his feet.

"I'm sorry- No you can go first-" The two spoke in unison as they looked at each other.

"Why don't we go outside for a minute and talk about this. I don't want to wake anyone up." Tamaki suggested as he gestured to the front door.

Haruhi nodded and the two of them made their way outside.

They leaned against the porch railing and spoke.

"I'm sorry . . . I'm so sorry, Haruhi. I should have never left and I am so sorry for blowing up at you like that . . ."

"You don't need to apologize for getting upset with me. Yeah, you shouldn't have left like that; it scared the shit out of me. I had no idea when or if you would come back. . . But . . . You had every right to be upset with me. You were right. I wasn't home enough and I put all of the responsibility on you. I guess I lived up to my fears of being a bad mom . . . But, you . . . You're a great father, Tamaki. You took care of the twins better than I could ever dream of. I had no right to say you weren't being a good parent."

"Haruhi, don't say that. You're not a bad mom. You just . . . You didn't know what to do. It just takes time." He paused and looked over at his wife. "The only reason I got so upset is because I need your help to raise our children. We have two children and there are two of us. It's a lot of work, I know, but this is supposed to be exciting and fun. I love those kids with all of my heart, and I love you the same, Haruhi. I just need your help."

"I've realized that now." She moved over to her husband and grabbed his hand. "And that's exactly what you're going to get. I already called in to work to take off for the next month." She stood on her toes and kissed Tamaki on the lips. "Let's raise these kids together, okay?"

He kissed her back and pulled her into a hug. After a moment, they broke apart and smiled at each other.

"So, Hikaru and Chris slept over tonight, did they?"

Haruhi laughed. "I asked them to come over once you left, and they said they would stay until you got back." She grabbed Tamaki's hand again and looked up at him. "So how's Kyoya?"

"He's great, actually." Tamaki smiled down at Haruhi and laughed. "Believe it or not, he actually has a baby too. With my best friend from France, Samantha. They're engaged and have a little baby girl named Zoe."

They started moving towards the front door. "So Kyoya ended up making a new version of your family, huh?"

Tamaki laughed again and opened the door quietly. "Yeah, it seems like he did."

SO there ya have it! I needed some angst because I can't have everything rainbows and butterflies.

Okay, so as I said at the beginning, I have up to chapter 38 already planned and chapter 37 is going to be the big sad angsty one I told you about. So beware.

But in those chapters until 37, 6 years go by so there will be new babies and minor angst here and there and secrets revealed and shit like that.

And LOTS OF FLUFF (plenty of which is Tamaharu trust me. I focused on them a lot)

So keep reading and reviewing. I will probably have the next chapter up tomorrow since it's already written.

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