**Man, I seriously am on a roll. Two chapters yesterday, one today. Wonderful! Well, I have an ending already planned out (and somewhat written) for this story. With that said, there may only be a few more chapters until the end. I really don't want to end this story because I love Hikaru and Haruhi so much! But everything has to come to an end. I promise you though, there will be more chapters until the final chapter, I just don't know how many. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter!**

When Ranka first arrived home he was a little cautious. Normally Haruhi left the light over the stove on for him when he arrived home in the early mornings, before the sun would rise. The light was off, along with every other light in their small but comfortable home. Haruhi never forgot to turn the light on, in fact she was the one who insisted upon it, so it not being on caused an unsettling feeling to rise within Ranka. He hesitantly walked towards his daughter's room, praying that she'd be fast asleep in her bed, or her head lying on a textbook as she fell asleep at her desk studying. His protective mind was doing everything it could to not think of negative outcomes of the light not being on. Ranka crept closer to his daughter's room, an odd foreign smell filling his sharp nostrils. What's that? Some sort of candle scent and… musk? No, not muck. … What is that smell?

Sliding the already cracked door open, Ranka felt his heart stop. He knew he should feel relieved upon seeing his daughter fast asleep in her bed… but there was someone else lying with her- Hikaru Hitachiin to be exact. It wasn't that Hikaru was lying in Haruhi's bed, arms wrapped lovingly and protectively around her as she was curled into his body, that bothered him. No, it was the fact they were both lacking clothing- Hikaru's bare torso and Haruhi's bare back showing as the blankets were tangled around their legs. Glancing around the room, Ranka saw parts of a suit- an expensive looking one at that- strewn across the floor. A pair of boxer-briefs were laying on top of the lamp on Haruhi's desk, as if it was just thrown across the room. Haruhi's bra and underwear were abandoned in one of the corners of her room. However, the dress she had been wearing- her mother's dress- was hanging on a hanger on the knob of her closet door.

Ranka's initial emotion was anger. It was way too clear what these two teenagers had done when he was gone. Ranka stood in the doorway of Haruhi's room- tranny gear on and all- and began taking deep, deep breaths so he wouldn't snatch that scrawny boy up by the neck and snap him in two. He couldn't do that though. As much as he fingers itched to do so… he just couldn't.

Ranka let out a long breath and watched the couple as they slept. He knew it would happen sooner or later… he just preferred it to be later. His daughter was only fifteen for Buddha's sake! Then again I was seventeen my first time… Ranka sighed and ran a hand through his hair, Kotoko… I wish you were here to talk to her about this. We never had to have talks about sex or her menstrual cycle because she already knew. I'm not sure how to approach this without being pissed off…

Ranka chuckled to himself, remembering a conversation he and his late-wife had whilst she was still pregnant with Haruhi. He could practically hear her soft words in his ear, You have to be gentle, darling. Even if you're mad, you have to be gentle with her. If she does something wrong, sit her down and talk to her, no yelling. Show her that you're only mad because you care. Do this, and she'll respect you far more than she already does.

"Thanks, Kotoko…" Ranka whispered. He looked back at the sleeping teenagers and sighed. He'd let them sleep. When they woke, however, he'd sit both of them down and they would have a serious talk.

*.*

Haruhi groaned softly as warm light filtered in to her room from the window. She began stretching, a pink blush covered her cheek as she opened her eyes and saw the bare chest she had been using as a pillow. Memories from the previous night filled her head and she smiled. She didn't regret it in the least. Snuggling up into Hikaru, she continued to allow the memories to pass through her mind; Remembering the way Hikaru's tongue and hands had teased her, the way he snapped his hips in an erratic and rough way, the look of pure bliss etched onto his handsome features… Haruhi felt the flare of desire ignite within her as the memories played behind her eyes.

Haruhi bit her lip as she looked at Hikaru's peaceful sleeping face. She rubbed her legs together, trying to extinguish the burning desire.

"Mmm…" Hikaru rolled over, his eyes opened and stared into hers. A sleepy smile stretched his lips, "Morning."

Those honey gold eyes had been filled with such a fire last night… darkened with the intense desire they both felt… Haruhi gasped slightly at the direction of her thoughts and turned her head away from Hikaru, "M-Morning…"

"What is it?" He asked huskily, his voice still full of sleep. He leaned over her, resting his forearms on either side of her on the bed. "You look flushed. Are you getting sick?"

Haruhi noticed he began to panic so she shook her head, "No… I just…"

Hikaru lowered himself to rest his forehead on hers, worried that she may have a fever. He heard a gasp leave her lips as his chest brushed against her breast, and a smirk slowly crawled over his lips as he realized what was bothering her. "Such a bad girl, Haruhi. We've only just woken up and you want more?"

Haruhi moaned softly at the husky sound of Hikaru's voice. She bit her lip as he began to nibble on the skin of her neck, his hand trailing down her side to rest on her thigh. "H-Hika…"

"In time, Haru." His teeth pulled on her earlobe as two fingers dipped inside her.

Haruhi threw her head back on the pillow and let out a breathy moan. She began panting as his finger caused that burning desire inside of her to turn into a blazing wild fire. Her fingers gripped his shoulder, trying to hold on to something, anything as he touched her deeper and deeper, knowing just what to do to set her off.

She was so close… Almost there… One more- "Haruhi! Daddy made breakfast!"

Haruhi froze at that sing-song voice that had fluttered into her room. Her brown eyes widened with horror as she looked up at Hikaru, whose golden eyes were just as wide and filled with terror.

Hikaru quickly crawled off Haruhi, falling off the bed and grunting. He scampered around to her dresser, opening it and pulling out the spare clothes he had brought over to keep there. He nervously watched as Haruhi rose from her bed and shakily walked to her dresser, pulling out sweats and a shirt.

"B-Be right there, Dad."

"Tell Hikaru there's bacon!" Her father's chipper voice said.

The teens looked at each other, paling as they realized her father probably walked into her room when he got home and saw the two of them- naked - in her bed.

Haruhi finished pulling her clothes on and glanced at Hikaru, seeing him pulling his v-neck tank top on before looking at her. She let out a shaky breath, "Just… act like nothing happened. You spent the night like you normally do."

Hikaru nodded his head, "Y-Yeah, okay…"

Together they walked out of her bedroom, expecting the wrath of Ranka to bore down on them the moment they stepped out. Both of the teens were stunned to see Ranka whistling to himself as he placed rice into three bowls, one bowl being larger than the others. Haruhi cautiously approached her father, and when he placed a kiss on the top of her head she felt her nerves calm down.

"Here, Hikaru. This one is for you. A growing boy needs his food." Ranka smiled and handed Hikaru the bigger bowl of rice. "And here's a plate of bacon just for you."

"Th-Thank you…" Hikaru gave Ranka a smile and walked over to the table, sitting down on his knees as he placed the bowl and plate on the table.

Haruhi followed her father, wondering if he knew about last night or not. They began eating; The conversation around the table non-existent. Haruhi was about to ask her father how work was when he spoke up.

"How was the fashion show?"

"Wonderful." Haruhi answered. "Hikaru's designs were simply amazing."

"Really?" Ranka smiled at Hikaru, "You'll have to show me your sketches sometime."

Hikaru blushed and nodded, "Yes… Okay."

Hikaru felt so uncomfortable. He had just had sex with his girlfriend the previous night, and they were about to do it again, only to be punched by the haunting fact that her father was home. Now said father was being nice and sweet to him. Was it some sort of mask to hide his raging anger, or did Ranka really not know what happened last night?

"What about afterwards?"

Haruhi felt her blood turn cold as she heard the tone of her father's voice. She knew that tone; it was the I-know-what-you-did-so-don't-lie-to-me-and-make-th is-harder tone. She looked away from her father and at the bowl of rice before her, suddenly losing her appetite, "I, um… Well…"

"I'm sorry, sir…" Hikaru mumbled, his head hanging down. "It was my fault. I kept pressuring Haruhi into it until she said yes."

Haruhi glared at Hikaru. Why was he lying to her father? Did he want to take all the blame? Well, she just couldn't allow that, "Now, hold on, Hikaru. Don't lie. I wanted it just as much as you did. You didn't pressure me into anything."

"Haru-"

"Enough." Ranka lowered his cup of tea and sighed, "I was expecting this to happen eventually, I just wished the two of you were at least in your last year of school. However, things happen. Now that the two of you are… sexually active… I expect you to take on more responsibilities. Haruhi, you're on the pill, so continue to stay on it. Hikaru, if this ever does happen again, use a condom. You can never be too careful."

Both Ranka and Haruhi missed the way Hikaru's face lost all its color at the mention of a condom.

"I'd prefer this to be a onetime thing, but I know what it was like to be a teenager with hormones. If it does happen again… make sure it's someplace you two are comfortable, and please, please make sure I am nowhere near you." Ranka sighed and looked at his daughter than her boyfriend, "Most of all just be careful. And Haruhi, dear, know you can come to me for anything."

Haruhi looked down at her forgotten rice and sighed softly. Her father didn't sound disappointed or upset… "I'm sorry, Dad. I-"

"It's alright, Haruhi. To be honest this talk is more uncomfortable than knowing you two are… sexually active."

Haruhi blushed, "Please stop saying that…"

Ranka chuckled and wrapped his arm around his daughter's shoulders, "Looks like you'll be making visits to the lady doctor."

"D-Do I have to?" Haruhi's blush deepened as she saw Hikaru's head rise to look at her.

"Yes. Whenever a girl becomes… sexually active… she has to make regular visits." Ranka looked rather uncomfortable as he explained things to his daughter.

Haruhi gave her father a smile, trying to comfort him and make things less awkward. Maybe her father really wasn't disappointed with her. If he was he probably would have forbade Hikaru from seeing her ever again. Things were going to be okay, and Haruhi liked the thought of that. She may have had sex for the first time with Hikaru, but things weren't going to change between them. They were only brought together closer, the intimacy that every couple eventually feels brought them closer together- if that was even possible. Her love for Hikaru was as strong as ever, now it was laced with desire that she'd try and quell as often as she could. Hopefully Hikaru could do the same.

*.*

"Oh, Hika…" Haruhi moaned softly as Hikaru's lips were trailing over the exposed skin of her chest.

They were hidden away in a corridor of the Suoh Second Estate. The group had met up at Tamaki's to spend the day together. Ironically they had been waiting for Tamaki- who was normally the first to be ready. Kaoru, Kyoya, Honey, and Mori were waiting patiently in one of the many drawing rooms. Haruhi had excused herself to find the bathroom. On her way back, however, she got lost. Since it was taking her so long, Hikaru decided to go look for her. When he found her, he couldn't stop himself as he pressed her against the wall and claimed her mouth with his own.

"Think we can be quick?" Hikaru asked breathlessly against her lips.

Haruhi gave a soft chuckle, "We barely even knew what to do last night, so what makes you think we can manage a quickie?"

"All I know is I want you." Hikaru pressed his hips against hers, groaning as he began to roll his hips, "Right here, right now."

Haruhi bit her lip to try and keep quiet. She tightened her legs around his waist and gasped as his hips rolled so deliciously against hers, "Are we sex-craved teenagers now?"

Hikaru groaned and attacked her neck, "I guess so. No one can cure me of my addiction but you."

Haruhi gave a throaty laugh then gently pushed Hikaru's head away, "The others will notice we're gone for so long and suspect something. Plus any of the servants can just happen to come by and see us."

"Oh well." Hikaru pressed his lips to hers and smirked as she moaned and gave into him. Hikaru made quick work with the button and zipper on his jeans, pulling himself out of his boxers. He pressed searing hot kisses along Haruhi's neck as he bunched her dress up and moved her underwear off to the side. He could do this, right? It couldn't be too difficult… right? "Tell me you want me, Haru…"

Haruhi whined softly, clinging tightly to his shoulder, "I want you, Hika… I want you… I wa-"

"OH MY GOD!"

The two lovers gasped and snapped their heads in the direction of the scream. There, in all his tall and blonde glory, stood Tamaki. His face was distorted with surprise, terror, a little disgust, and slight curiosity. His handsome features paled then slowly turned a bright red as his eyes were locked on their hips, seeing they were just about to… copulate.

"Tamaki? Is everything… U-Umm…"

Haruhi felt dread fill her as she saw the host club come running over Hikaru's shoulders. Kyoya was the first to the scene, and the shock on his face caused her to want to crawl in a hole forever. She had never heard him stutter- ever . And being caught in such a… position was doing nothing to calm her.

Hikaru was frozen on the spot, one hand holding Haruhi's dress up and the other gripping his stiff- well… not so much anymore- member.

A cough pulled Hikaru out of his paralysis. Hikaru quickly stepped away from Haruhi, fixing her underwear and dress as her legs shakily touched the ground. He embarrassedly tucked himself back in and hastily zipped and buttoned his pants back up. "U-Um… This isn't… what it looks like?" He said almost pathetically.

Kaoru snorted, "Of course it doesn't, Hikaru. Now, if you two don't mind we have plans for today."

Haruhi felt so embarrassed as she walked behind the group as they headed out. What did they think of her now? Did they think she was some harlot who needed to be fucked every second? Was she a nasty, dirty commoner now in their opinion? It hurt to think of the ways they could think of her now. She felt her limbs shaking, tears threatening to spill.

A soft hand caught hers and pulled her gently, "We'll be right there."

Haruhi looked up, teary eyed, at Tamaki. "Tama-"

"Haruhi…" Tamaki waited until the boys were gone before smiling down at Haruhi, "Don't worry, Haruhi. We don't think any less of you now because of… what we saw."

Haruhi sniffed and shook her head, "Don't lie to me-"

"Haruhi, I'd never lie to you." Tamaki cupped her cheeks and his smile took on a soothing, warm nature to it, "You and Hikaru are a couple, so it's okay for you to… do that. But I do have one question; When did you guys start? You told me you wanted to wait."

Haruhi blushed as she looked into Tamaki's wondering violet eyes, "Last night, actually…"

"Really? What was it like? I mean- no! That's not what I meant to ask. I meant how did it feel? No! I-"

Haruhi giggled and shook her head, "It was magical, Tamaki. I really love Hikaru, and I know he loves me, but I… It was like I could feel his love, if that make sense."

Tamaki had calmed down from his mini freak out and smiled, "Of course it makes sense. That's how it should be; A special experience shared between two people in love."

"Come on, Tamaki. The others are waiting for us." Haruhi grabbed his hand and let him lead the way out the manor and to the waiting limo.

*.*

Their day out was peaceful. Well, as peaceful as it could be for the seven friends to be together. Tamaki wanted them all to spend the day as a family, and what better way to do that than at Tokyo Disneyland? They had gotten their group picture with each character they passed, most of which Haruhi couldn't even remember. The normally too cool to care Kyoya actually seemed like he was enjoying himself, a soft smile on his lips as Tamaki dragged him to this ride or that cotton candy stand. Honey was heaven. He was squealing like a little child at everything, riding on top of Mori's shoulders the entire time. Hikaru, Kaoru, and Haruhi were walking together. Haruhi would blush anytime Hikaru placed a gentle kiss on her cheeks or Kaoru would make suggestive jokes about the couple. The group really was having a great time.

"We'll be staying at a hotel tonight and continue our day at the theme park tomorrow." Tamaki said as they were all seated in a themed restaurant and eating lunch.

"What?" Haruhi glared at her blonde friend, "I don't have any clothes. Why couldn't you tell me-"

"Not to worry, Haruhi." Kyoya gave her one of his rare soft smiles, "I called your father yesterday to tell him we would be spending a few days here, and so he sent your luggage to me already. Everyone's luggage is already waiting in the hotel."

"But none of my clothes were missing…" Haruhi groaned and dropped her head onto Hikaru's shoulder, "He bought me an entire new wardrobe again…"

Hikaru chuckled, "Not to worry, Fragola. Mother set up a room for you whenever you visit, and she filled it with clothes that would fit you. Kaoru and I just gave your father some of the clothes from that collection."

Haruhi glared at Hikaru, "You knew too? Was I the only one that didn't know we were coming here, let alone staying a few days?"

"Sorry, Haru-chan. We didn't want you to say you wouldn't come because you had studying to do. We wanted you to be able to relax for a few days. Also Takashi and I wanted to spend some time with the whole group like this before we graduate." Honey replied as he took a bite of three flavored cake.

"Before you… graduate…" It hit Haruhi then, hard. Honey and Mori would be graduating in a few months- five to be exact. She only had five more months with Honey and Mori before they left for university?

Sensing the thoughts that plagued Haruhi, Mori smiled and placed his large hand over hers, "Let's have fun today, Haruhi."

Haruhi smiled, the tears in her eyes drying away. She nodded at Mori, "Yes, let's!"

*.*

Haruhi, Hikaru, and Kaoru were sitting on a bench not too far from a ride the others were on. Honey had picked it, a children's ride. Naturally Mori went on with him, and Tamaki just had to go on it too, thus dragging Kyoya with him- Haruhi had her growing suspicions that Tamaki's and Kyoya's friendship was something than just a friendship. That left the three first years to sit and wait for the others to return.

"So you two finally lost your v-cards, huh? Well, really only you Haruhi."

Haruhi looked up at Kaoru with a confused look, "What do you mean? Hikaru never-"

"H-Hey! Who wants some more cotton candy?" Hikaru jumped up, a nervous sweat breaking out over his brow.

"If you eat anymore you're going to get sick, Hika." Haruhi turned her head back to Kaoru, "What do you mean, Kaoru?"

"Well, Hikaru isn't exactly a blushing virgin when it comes to sex." Kaoru leaned back against the bench, crossing his arms behind his head.

Haruhi sat still, staring at Kaoru. A feeling of hurt began to bubble inside of her, "… Why do you say that?"

Kaoru glanced over at Hikaru and saw he was a shaking, nervous wreck. He raised an eyebrow at his twin, silently asking if he could continue talking. Hikaru let out a soft sigh, his way of saying go ahead, she's bound to find out sooner or later.

"Well… Promise this won't change your view on Hikaru?" Haruhi hesitated, but soon nodded her head. "Hika and I… well… That whole brotherly love act we put on… isn't much an act. I mean, I guess it is now because he has you, but before you came along, Haruhi, we were… together."

Wide brown eyes blinked as they watched the younger twin. The words processed within her head, but Haruhi didn't know how to feel about it. Knowing her boyfriend and his twin brother were actually intimate should make her feel disgusted, but she felt… normal. The same. Like Kaoru hadn't just said what he did. "So, you and Hikaru really have… had a relationship like the one you put on for the girls?"

"Yeah…" Hikaru answered.

She knew the twins were twisted and warped, locking themselves away in their own gated space. She suspected their relationship went deeper than brotherly love on many occasions, but believed it to be the cause of their act during Club hours and her own secret interest. To hear that the act really wasn't an act didn't bother her as much as she knew it should. "When did it start?"

"When we were about thirteen or so? Hikaru kissed me one day and we just went from there. It didn't become sexual until the summer before we started high school. Then you came along and caught both our interests." Kaoru chuckled softly, "It continued, but that day you and Hikaru became a couple, it stopped."

Haruhi nodded then smiled, "Did you think that would scare me off?"

Hikaru looked at her, astonishment shining in his eyes, "It… doesn't?"

"Not at all." Haruhi smiled and kissed him.

"Haru-chan!"

Haruhi looked up and smiled as she saw Honey running towards her, the others not too far behind.

"Come on!" He grabbed her hand and pulled her up, giggling as the two of them headed towards the next ride he wanted to get on.

Haruhi smiled as a dull ache filled her chest. Honey and Mori would be leaving soon, then a year after that Tamaki and Kyoya would leave as well. When she and the twins graduated… what would happen? Would she and Hikaru go their own ways? If they did part ways, would they still be together, only be in a long-distance relationship? If it came down to that… could Haruhi handle that? She knew Hikaru would be faithful, but she'd be attending university for eight years, and he four. Would those eight years be straining on their relationship? And what about Kaoru? Surely the twins would go to the same design school… but what about when they needed to part ways? It would surely take a toll on Hikaru to separate from his brother. What about the host club members? Would they all go their own ways and forget about each other? The boys were her only real true friends she's had; Thinking about any of them not being in her life made her heart ache.

Looking down at the boy who clutched her hand tightly, shooting her his signature bright smile caused Haruhi's heartache to subside. There was no way any of them would remain out of touch. They were like a family, and nothing could break families apart. She knew they may not see each other on a daily basis, but they would meet in the middle as often as they could. Haruhi had nothing to worry about. Life would unravel before her, and she would take it one stride at a time with her head held high and a smile on her face.