Hikaru

"Mr. Hitachiin!" The nurse chased me down the hospital hallway.

"You said she would be fine."

"A brain injury is far different than just a regular body injury." The nurse informed and grabbed a hold of my arm to stop me. "Brain injuries are far less predictable. Especially with the swelling of the brain pushing up against the skull, it could cause some damage-"

"Some damage? My wife thinks she 17!"

"The swelling could cause confusion or memory loss, and even mood swings but that's normal."

I had to look away from the nurse to gather my composure. I knew it wasn't her fault for Haruhi's accident, but all these emotions were just coming out all at once I couldn't help but let them all out on her.

"When will she regain her memory back?"

"I can't say." The nurse answered, and I just let out an irritated groan. That was the answer I was afraid of. "It could take a few hours, days, weeks, years, or…"

"Never…" I finished for her.

The nurse didn't need to answer for me to know I was right. I couldn't handle being here any longer without breaking down and just left without another word.

…

I didn't know how much time had passed since I had left the hospital, the next thing remember was waking up in my bed back at home. Being greeted with a monstrous headache. I groaned and rolled over onto my back and rubbed my exhausted eyes before finally opening them. Everything was blurry for a few seconds until my eyes adjusted and I noticed I was still in my clothes from yesterday. Then everything that happened yesterday hit me like a train. I flopped my head back down on the pillow.

Haruhi didn't remember our relationship at all. She still thought she was in high school. Shit…

I couldn't handle all the emotions last night and decided to get drunk to numb the pain. I've never gotten blackout drunk before, and definitely don't ever want to do it again from how much my head and body hurt, but I just wanted to forget last night. Even if it was for a few hours.

When I didn't feel like puking anymore, I finally got out of bed and freshened up. I didn't want anyone to know that I had gotten drunk last night. I didn't want to deal with the pity people would give me seeing me in this state. Once I was showered and put on a pair of fresh clothes I sluggishly went down the stairs to the kitchen where I was greeted with the sight of last night's actions.

Opened hard liquor and wine bottles were all over the kitchen and family room, a lot of them were half empty, but I had drunk a whole bottle of whisky and a random wine Haruhi and I wanted to try together once she stopped breastfeeding. If she did regain that part of her memory she was going to kill me. Broken glass was on the living room floor, and I remembered I had thrown my whiskey glass at the wall out of drunken rage, and fuck…that was one of our wedding glasses…Haruhi definitely was going to kill me.

I knew I had to clean all this up soon before Yuri woke up, but still I…wait…I looked over at the clock and saw that it was past noon. How was Yuri not up yet? If we don't get her out of her crib by eight at the latest she would be screaming…oh shit! I forgot that Kaoru still had Yuri!

I began searching the entire house for my phone, making the already trashed rooms far more destroyed. After about 10 minutes, I finally found my phone on the kitchen counter and saw that I had over 100 missed calls and messages from multiple people. The first person I called was obviously Kaoru since he had my daughter and before the phone could hit the second ring he answered.

"Hikaru where the H.E.L.L. were you!" Kaoru hissed over the phone, and by hearing cooing over the phone I could tell he was most likely entertaining Yuri before I called. "I showed up at the hospital last night after you called saying Haruhi woke up, but when I asked where you were the nurse said you left! Then when I tried to call you you wouldn't answer!"

"I'm sorry," I apologized and rubbed my temples from the migraine that was starting to form from my horrible hangover. "I should've called you, but I was in such a bad place that I completely forgot and…"

"Wait, a bad place?" Kaoru questioned, his anger seeming to vanish and turned panicked. "What do you mean? Did something happen to Haruhi? I thought you said she had woken up?"

I let out a tired sigh and sat down on one of the island stools. My brain still couldn't process everything that had happened, even when I began telling Kaoru everything. It just felt like some type of movie plot and there was no way this could happen in real life, but here I am living that nightmare. "Haruhi is fine, well mostly, but the damage to her brain from the accident was pretty severe and there was a lot of swelling…"

I cleared my throat when I felt a lump begin to form in my throat. I really didn't want to cry over the phone. I hated crying in front of anyone, I just felt so weak and I didn't want anyone to see or hear me like that…but right now, that's all I felt. Weak and helpless…

"Is she…brain dead?" Kaoru asked, with a slight pause as if he was unsure if he should ask me that question.

"No, thank god no." I let out a small light-hearted laugh. "If she was, I swear you wouldn't have heard from me in months." I joked, but there was probably some truth to it.

"Then what's wrong?"

Tears began welling up in my eyes and I swallowed before taking in a deep breath to compose myself for a few seconds before trusting my voice to speak again. "She has no memory of our relationship at all."

There was a few seconds of silence over the phone before I heard Kaoru get up from where I assumed he was sitting on the couch and asked Maiko to watch Yuri while he stepped out of the room.

"Wait, so she doesn't remember you at all? Like, not even us?"

"No, she remembers us as her friends, but she doesn't remember anything past being 17. She still thinks we're in high school."

"Shit…"

"When she woke and saw me, she thought I was some doctor. I thought she was playing when she said I was handsome and looked ten years older, but she was actually being serious. She remembers how I looked like when we were third years."

"Yikes, like we looked good back then but we're way hotter now. I definitely don't want to her to still think we look like that." Kaoru joked to brighten the mood a little.

Kaoru and I were one of those people who tried to mask our emotions through jokes and laughter. Some people might think it's morbid, but that's just always how we coped with things, and it usually worked.

"Well, there one thing good about all this." Kaoru said.

"Oh, and please enlighten me what that might be."

"Haruhi won't remember how terrible you are in bed."

"For your information sir," I scoffed. "I'm amazing according to her. Not that it's any of your business."

Kaoru snorted over the phone. "She could be lying. You know women do that to make us guys feel better."

"We both know Haruhi is a terrible liar. I could easily tell if she was lying about enjoying our sex life or not."

"True, also I have a feeling she would be brutally honest about it as well."

"Yeah, I guess." I opened a bag of washed grapes we had on the counter that we never got around to putting away and began eating a few. "I remember when she was first pregnant with Yuri she always wanted…" Then it hit me and I could literally feel my stomach drop. How could I have forgotten something so important?! "Shit, Yuri…"

"What about her?" Kaoru asked. "She's fine here. Did you want me to drop her off at your place?"

"No, it's not that." I groaned out and rubbed my face. The migraine coming on full force now that I felt like I was going to puke any second. "Haruhi won't remember Yuri. I can't believe I just realized that right now."

"Oh crap, you're right. I completely forgot about that too. What are we going to do about that?"

"Hopefully when she sees Yuri she'll regain some of her memory back. I mean, she can't deny her. She literally looks like a mini version of Haruhi with just some of my features. It's obvious the two of us are her parents."

"What if that doesn't work?"

I looked over at one of the family photos we had on the family room wall of Haruhi, Yuri, and me when Yuri was just brought home from the hospital. Looking like the happy family that we were only a couple of days ago. It was one of Haruhi's favorite photos in the house. She joked about how she wanted to replace all our "boring" wedding photos with just photos of Yuri sleeping that she took with her phone the first couple nights we had her home. She loved our daughter, I can't imagine her having no memory of Yuri. I could feel the tears beginning to burn the back of my eyes again and I had to look away from the photo.

"Then I'll try and figure something else out."

…

Once I freshened up and took some medicine to deal with my hangover I headed back over to the hospital to visit Haruhi. I made sure to tell the rest of the guys of Haruhi's condition and they wanted to come to visit her as soon as possible. I asked Kyoya when he thought Haruhi might regain her memory, but just like what the nurse had told me, he had no real answer. Once I arrived at Haruhi's room, she was watching TV. She gave me a small awkward smile when I arrived and sat down next to her.

"Sooo…" She drawled as she smoothed out the hospital blanket on top of her. "You left pretty suddenly yesterday."

"Yeah…sorry about that." I apologize as I took the seat next o her bed. I rubbed my face tiredly and let out a sigh. "I just couldn't stay here knowing you had no memory of our relationship together. It was too much for me to handle accompanied by all the stress I've been dealing with you being in an accident, but I should have stayed with you."

"It's ok, really. I needed the time alone to process everything myself." She confessed, moving her long hair behind her ears. She was probably not used to how long her hair has grown since she was seventeen. It wasn't super long, it ended a little below her shoulders, but when she was seventeen her hair wasn't even touching her shoulders yet. I grabbed Haruhi's purse that the EMTs were able to save from the crash and looked through it and found a loose hair tie to give her.

"Here," I held it out for her. "For your hair."

"Oh, uh thanks." She took it from me and began gathering her hair into a loose bun.

"Have you gotten any of your memory back at all since waking up?" I asked, I know the doctor told me not to put too much pressure on Haruhi, and I'm not going to but I want to see if anything had come back overnight. However, all my hope disappeared when Haruhi shook her head.

"No, the last thing I remember was getting ready to leave Boston for home." She closed her eyes and scrunched up her nose as she tried to remember. "I remember packing the last box in my room and we were all about to go to dinner at some place Kyoya suggested. Then before I could even walk out of my room to get ready I woke up here in the hospital."

I let out a small grunt in acknowledgment. Even though it was more than ten years ago, I knew exactly what she was talking about. The last night we were in Boston Kyoya made reservations to some high-class restaurant out there. I didn't particularly remember the name of it since it was so long ago, but I could remember what most of the interior looked like. From the smooth white cloths covering the tables and the dim lighting of the room. The walls were a mink gray with white see-through curtains opened on each window so we got a beautiful view of the city at night with all the beautiful lights. It was the perfect place to take a date there, and I did think about taking Haruhi back there when we were in Boston a few years ago for a shoot I was in, but even though the place is a beauty and the food was extravagant, Haruhi preferred to go somewhere cheaper and actually gave us decent sized meals rather than the small ones we were given there, and she had a point. Seventy-three dollars for a half slice of bread with some eggs, jelly, and granola on the side. I'd rather go to a place where we can actually fill our stomachs for less than half that price.

Haruhi looked down at the ring on her left ring finger and began fidgeting with it. "We're married, I still can't process this."

"Geez, I know I'm not the best person on the planet but you don't have to sound too upset about it." I joked, and I was a little nervous it was too soon to joke about something like this but luckily Haruhi chuckled at it.

"I'm not upset, at least I know who you are and you're not a random stranger I had married. Now that would be too much for me to handle." She looked back up at me, seeming more comfortable talking to me. "So, how am I like? Was I able to become a lawyer?"

I smiled at her eagerness now to know about her life and I leaned back in my chair comfortably as I told her. "You're amazing. Every day I get more and more impressed with you with everything you do. Once you graduated college, you got immediately hired at a law firm that you had been interning at. You really love helping people and go above and beyond with every case you have. You even had Kaoru and me record a drunken conversation with some celebrity that you had suspected was involved in the case and won."

"Really?" Haruhi asked wide-eyed.

"Yep, you're the reason why Renge won a lawsuit against another animation company for one of their employees pretending to be working for her and stealing ideas for them."

Haruhi smiled in amazement as I continued talking about her being a lawyer. Each story I told, she watched as if she was a child watching their favorite movie. Haruhi has told me about all her cases when she was finished with them, so I was able to entertain Haruhi for a few hours with these stories. I had just finished telling her about the time she had helped on a case for our former class president Kazukiyo's politician father when there was a knock at the door. A nurse poked her head in.

"Mrs. Hitachiin, you have some guests in the waiting room. Would you like them to come in?"

It took a few moments for Haruhi to remember that Mrs. Hitachiin was her and she nodded. "Uh, yes please."

The nurse left and returned in a few minutes with the former Host Club members aside from Tamaki who was running late from a meeting. The first to enter was Kaoru with Yuri in her carrier.

He smiled down at Haruhi when he saw that she seemed to be recovering well. "Hey Haruhi, how are you feeling?"

"I'm um…good, a bit sore but that seems to be it." She looked at each of the former members in complete shock. "Gosh, all of you look so different. You all look like men."

"We'll take that as a compliment." Kyoya pushed up his glasses before glancing back at Haruhi. "I'll take you being shocked by our ages to say that you haven't regained any of your memory back."

Haruhi shook her head sadly.

"Do you think telling her stories or showing her pictures will help anything?" Kaoru asked.

"I told her a few stories but that didn't seem to work." I sighed out. "But the doctor said not to put too much pressure on her so I'm not."

Yuri let out a loud coo, and I recognized that was the noise she made when she wanted to get out of her carrier. Kaoru seemed to recognize it as well and took Yuri out to hold her. Yuri was still a baby and she would have to be a super baby genius to be able to tell Kaoru and me apart, but she seemed to be more comfortable in my arms because I'm her father, but she would still calm down with Kaoru, it just might take a little longer. As Kaoru got Yuri into his arms, she seemed to notice her mother and let out a happy squeal and reach out to her, and I could feel my heart hurt because Haruhi had no idea who she was.

Haruhi smiled at Yuri, but not the motherly smile she usually had when she looked at our daughter.

"Aww, Kaoru is that your daughter? She's so cute." The room grew quiet aside from Yuri's cooing for her mother, Haruhi seemed to notice the tension and awkward looks we guys were giving each other. "What?"

"Umm, Hon-uh-erm Haruhi, Yuri isn't Kaoru's child."

Haruhi raised a brow. "Really? But she looks just like him. If she's not his then who is-" Her eyes widened and she looked back at Yuri, who was now beginning to grow fussy that she was not in her mother's arms, and back at me. "Wait, so she's OUR child?"

I nodded. "Yes, this is our four-month-old daughter Yuri."

Haruhi just stared at our daughter flabbergasted as Yuri grew even fussier in Kaoru's arms.

"Umm, do you want to hold her?" Kaoru asked as he tried to keep a hold onto Yuri. "She seems to really want you."

"I…um…sure?"

Kaoru gently handed Yuri over to her mother, and seeming as Haruhi looked like she never held a baby in her entire life Kaoru had to help her hold her own daughter properly. Yuri cooed happily and grabbed onto Haruhi's hospital gown as she stared up at her mother.

"You made sure to feed her, right?" I whispered to Kaoru as he sat back next to me.

"Yeah, I fed her in the waiting room."

"Ok good. I don't think Haruhi would be able to handle breastfeeding Yuri right now…or for a while."

Haruhi continued to stare down at Yuri, the shock finally starting to wear off. Haruhi swept a small lock of Yuri's bangs out of her face and Yuri took that as an advantage to grab her mother's finger. I smiled as I watched. Hopefully interacting with our daughter will at least help her regain some of her memories.

Haruhi finally smiled down at Yuri and it made my heart swell. She was actually smiling at our daughter, maybe it was actually working, but as I watched her a little longer my own smile fell because it still wasn't the motherly smile.

"She is really beautiful, and I can see how she could be our daughter since she looks like a perfect mixture between us Hikaru, but…" Her expression fell and tears began welling up in her eyes. "I just wished I could remember her…" Haruhi hiccupped and she whipped the tears as they began to fall. "Sorry…"

"Would you like me to take her?" I asked, sensing this was beginning this was becoming too much for her. Haruhi nodded and I got up to take our daughter away from her.

"I'm sorry," Haruhi apologized again as she handed me our daughter. "It's just, I always imagined having children in the future, and now that I finally have a child I can't remember anything about her"

"There's no need to apologize Haruhi," Kyoya reassured her and handed her a handkerchief. "You couldn't control the accident you were in."

"Yeah Haru-chan, you shouldn't feel sorry. None of this is your fault."

Haruhi whipped her eyes and gave a rueful smile, but I can tell that it was just for show. "Thanks guys, I really appreciate it."

"Haruhi!"

The door slammed open and Tamaki ran in panting. He was still dressed in his business attire from work. He was all the way in France and took the first flight back the morning after he got the message that Haruhi had been in an accident. He tried to come when he was first alerted about Haruhi's accident, but this business meeting was extremely important for the Suoh business so I told Tamaki I would keep him updated on Haruhi's condition until he was able to travel back home. When he saw Haruhi he rushed over to her bed and knelt down beside her bed and grabbed a hold of her hand.

"Haruhi, how are you feeling? Does anything still hurt? Did you regain any of your memory?"

A dark blush formed on Haruhi's cheeks and it caught me off guard, and it didn't seem like I was the only one who noticed it as well. All the guys, besides Tamaki, looked over at me as if they all realized something that I haven't yet.

"Ye-Yeah I feel a lot better." Haruhi stuttered out. "I haven't gotten my memories back but I'm not in as much pain physically."

"That's great! I'm so glad you're feeling better. Hopefully, your memory will come back soon" He gave her an encouraging smile, only making Haruhi's blush darkened. Which Tamaki now noticed. "Are you sure you're feeling alright? You look like you might have a fever."

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine!"

The room was silent for a few seconds, even Yuri seemed to notice something was off with her mom. Kyoya cleared his throat to gain everyone's attention. "Haruhi, why don't you get some more rest while the rest of us go get some lunch. You've been through a lot these past few hours."

"Yeah, um…ok"

"Wait, but I just got here." Tamaki protested, but Kyoya dragged him out of the room as we all exited.

Once the door was shut and we were a few paces away from the room, Kyoya stopped us and motioned us to huddle around him.

"I have a feeling I'm not the only one who noticed what was going on in the room when Tamaki got there."

Everyone nodded in agreement beside Tamaki, who just seemed confused. "You mean her suddenly getting a fever?"

"No, not that." Kyoya rolled her eyes. "Haruhi doesn't remember anything past the age of 17. She doesn't remember getting in a relationship with her husband Hikaru and doesn't remember them having a child, but from how the way she was acting around Tamaki we're going to have a slight dilemma."

Now I was confused, but everyone around me seemed to understand, again besides Tamaki. Kyoya seemed to notice both mine and Tamaki's lost expressions and pinched the bridge of his nose. "God, you guys are idiots. Hikaru, Tamaki, who was Haruhi dating when she was seventeen?"

"Oh, that's easy. That would be…" Then it hit us and Tamaki's sentence trailed off and we looked at each other horrified. "Haruhi and I were dating when she was seventeen, so that means…"

I swallowed hard as the realization hit. "Haruhi is in love with Tamaki."