A/N: So This is my final chapter for prostitution *sniff* but not to worry there will be a sequel and I think I may do it from Haruhi's P.O.V but I don't know

Disclaimer: Baa baa (I don't own ouran I sheep language)

"How long until the baby's due?" Asked Tamaki rubbing her stomach.

"One day."

"Wow, the time sure has gone quickly!" Exclaimed Tamaki.

"Well for you it has." Said Haruhi sarcastically. She then turned over onto her side so her stomach rubbed against his crotch and nuzzled her head into his bare chest. The sudden change in emotion was normal for her and Tamaki enjoyed the unpredictability of her actions.

Tamaki's father then stormed in "Tamaki hurry up and get dressed, you are being interviewed in five minutes!" He shouted sweat lined his forehead and his posture screamed nervousness. Tamaki obeyed his father's orders and leapt off the bed and raced to the wardrobe, he withdrew a blue button-down shirt and trousers and threw them onto his body missing a few buttons in the process.

Haruhi groaned as she shuffled towards Tamaki and adjusted his shirt. She was already dressed and prepared for the interview. She was ordered to wear a floral dress covered with ruffles complete with ballet flats and a white cardigan.

Looking at herself and Tamaki in the floor length mirror she did not see two young teenagers experiencing family difficulties. She saw a professional couple that were very much in love. She understood that they could not of course look like themselves but she wasn't really sure why she was agreeing to this lie, her and Tamaki were not a perfect couple, they were in fact a couple that could not be worse for each other. Tamaki was optimistic in one hand and pessimistic in the other and Haruhi was so immersed in her own personal issues she didn't want to be in control of Tamaki's as well because even though he was dominating on the outside, on the inside he deeply desired care and attention.

"I don't think I can do this." Announced Haruhi raising her chin so she was staring into her husband's eyes.

"Why!" He exclaimed but before Haruhi had a chance to reply, just like clock work a warm liquid ran down her legs. She wiped the thick liquid from her thigh held it to Tamaki's face before wiping it on the hem of her dress. Tamaki's father was the first to speak.

"Perfect, just perfect! The baby is on its way!" He shouted running down the stairs to alert everyone. Tamaki kissed Haruhi's cheek before picking her up bridal-style and following his father's footsteps.

Haruhi was in labour for six hours and was now clutching her boy Ruki to her chest. She was surrounded by all members of the host club even though the last time she saw them ended on bad terms they were all there clutching gifts of all shapes and sizes. Even though Ruki was just as much her baby as Ayame she felt as though with Ruki she was lacking a connection, it was like Ruki wasn't really her child at all just a figment of her imagination.

"You guys I am really sorry for the way I acted."

"It's okay we forgive you." Chanted the host club in unison.

Tamaki then ran into the room where her wife lay and planted a soft kiss on her forehead, he had just got back from the interview and desperately wanted to see his child.

"So what is it?" Inquired Tamaki looking into the baby's face.

"It's our boy, Ruki."

"N'aw, that's such a lovely name. Can I hold him?" Haruhi passed her son to Tamaki. Once he had hold of the baby he immediately started cooing and stroking the few blond hairs on his head.

"Wow he looks just like me!" Exclaimed Tamaki. "He's twice as cute as the one I gave away."

"The one you gave away, are you talking about Ayame?"

"Yep." Said Tamaki forgetting he had not yet told Haruhi about giving away her child.

"To who?" She shouted the anger clearly displayed on her face. The host club all edged towards the door while Tamaki considered who it was he had given the baby to.

"Hmm the doctor. I think his name was Chakao or something. He looked pretty greasy to me. Oh shit I didn't tell you about this"

"No you didn't." She stated, getting up from the bed and walking through the hospital doors. "Keep the baby, I don't want him." Haruhi left the entire host club and her husband standing in the reception. She needed to find Chakao.

So that was the final chapter I shall update the sequel 'will I ever hold you in my arms?' tomorrow and I may do a quick one shot if I can be bothered I thank Tora for the sequel idea and name idea and final chapter idea! So review this chapter please and read the sequel. Also feel free to P.M me about any one shot ideas! And just so you know I love Domo xD

My chosen song: Suicide circus- the GazettE

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