All's Fair in Love

Based on the last episode of Ouran where Tamaki and Kyoya's fathers come to the conclusion that they won't be able to get along since they both want Haruhi to marry their respective son.

The Suou second mansion bursted in a sudden uproar causing all inhabitants to wonder what father and son were talking about. Tamaki found himself at a sudden loss for words after his scream. He wasn't sure if he had done so out of horror or excitement but he knew that since it involved Haruhi he would have to do something quick.

"I know you're very confused about this but I knew that Ohtori would be this aggressive for a while," Tamaki's father stood up and looked at his son for any sign of life left in him.

"Why is Haruhi involved in this? Why not someone else," Tamaki finally asked, finding himself angry that the two fathers would do something like this.

"Fujioka Haruhi has been in yours and Kyoya's company for three years now. She worked off her debt and along the way has changed everyone that was involved in the Host Club you founded. Ohtori and I found that this would be a great asset to our family's. If someone has the power to change the lives of our children then they have the power to direct them in the best direction possible for our family," Yuzuru tried to make his explanation clear to his son who was still distraught.

"I won't let anyone simply use Haruhi," Tamaki stood up to confront his father.

"So you want Fujioka to yourself, Tamaki?"

Tamaki looked at his father and considered the words he had asked him. He shook his head and looked his father straight in the face.

"I don't want Haruhi to myself. I want Haruhi to be happy," Tamaki's voice finally said with confidence that his father would understand as well, "I know grandmother wouldn't be happy if I tried to even do anything with Haruhi now that I've graduated and I have no real reason to be around her anymore. Even so, I can't let people try to use Haruhi in anyway and even less have a friend of mine forced to do something out of his character."

"I'm glad to hear that," Yuzuru smiled, proud of his son even though he knew the boy's true feeling for the girl they were discussing. The young man grabbed his phone and started towards the door slightly catching his father by surprise.

"And to start off, I've got to warn Haruhi of what's going on... She never gave me her number but I figure if I can distract Kyoya long enough on the phone then I'll have a chance to see her before he does," Tamaki grinned at the possible success of his plan to save Haruhi and dashed out the door.

Yuzuru stared at the door his son had just ran out of and shook his head sure this was going to be a disaster in some way or another.

Tamaki had found that he was on the phone for such a long time talking to Kyoya trying to get him to 'meet him' somewhere while he was on his way to the Fujioka apartment. It wasn't that it was a bad conversation, it was a very trying conversation. Tamaki figured he had suggested at least twenty different places far enough from Haruhi but each one was shot down one after another by Kyoya.

"How about... um...," the blond was at a dead end in his thoughts, and looked out the window to see that the car had finally stopped at the apartment complex.

"I believe you're out of ideas now. We can schedule a time for tomorrow morning if this is that important to speak about," Kyoya's calm voice said, "I wouldn't have joined you if you did find a reasonable place to meet tonight. I've already promised to see someone else."

Tamaki got out of the car quickly, dropping the phone as he exited. With speed he headed to the door of the apartment he had come to many times before and knocked on it. The door started to open and a single sentence ran through Tamaki's mind as he awaited to see who was on the other side of the door.

'Please don't be Ranka. Please don't be Ranka. Please don't be-- damnit,' Tamaki's mind did several backflips as he stared at the cross dressing father of Haruhi.

"...What are you doing here? Trying to steal my daughter way," Ranka stared at the rich boy in a dissatisfied way.

'No but someone else is,' Tamaki thought to himself.

"I guess that must be it," Ranka turned around and yelled," Haruuuuuuhiiiii the annoying one is here!"

"Annoying," Tamaki repeated in a crushed tone and directed his hurt eyes to Haruhi, who was now coming towards the door. A bit of relief came over Tamaki as he took note that the girl wasn't exactly dressed up to go out or anything like that.

'I guess he didn't tell her he was coming,' he thought and smiled at the girl.

"...Tamaki..." She looked at him like he was some alien, "What are you doing here?"

"Ahh... I... I wanted to take you out for something! Dinner? Ice cream? Whatever you'd like," Tamaki said, not noticing that he had scooped the girl up and was swinging her around. Ranka promptly hit the young man on the head.

"You can put her down now..." Ranka frowned as Tamaki nervously placed Haruhi back on her feet.

Haruhi fixed her clothes and waited until the slight dizzy spell stopped to respond to his offer, "I would go but I've already eaten dinner and I don't really want any ice cream. Besides, this feels very last minute. Why didn't you ask earlier...?"

"You... you never... ever gave me your phone number..." Tamaki pouted and looked at her with teary eyes.

"Hmmm... You could have said something last week. We did get together with everyone else," she looked at Tamaki as he hit his knees and practically begged her for her number, "...I guess I'll give it to you and get some ice cream with you."

Tamaki jumped back on his feet and took Haruhi in his arms, "Haruhi you are so kind to me!"

"Right, right. Put me down already," she sighed as another dizzy spell was about to hit her, "But you'll have to wait."

"I know, I know! Haruhi must put something cute on," Tamaki joyfully declared, forgetting why he was there in the first place.

"Actually, Haruhi and I were going to talk," a familiar voice informed Tamaki. The dark haired young man continued on to greet Ranka, who happily greeted him back. Tamaki stared at the three and frowned once Haruhi made a suggestion to Kyoya.

"Kyoya, would you like to join Tamaki and me for ice cream," her question was completely harmless and yet made Tamaki feel like she had invited a devil in a church.

"I think Tamaki would rather I didn't come," he looked at the look on his friend's face.

"Really? Would that bother you if Kyoya came as well, Tamaki," Haruhi looked at Tamaki as he changed his frown quickly and gave her a smile.

"O-of course not! Hah, we're all friends here," Tamaki gave a laugh and patted Haruhi on the head. On the inside he was crying a considerable amount and wished she didn't ask for Kyoya to come in such a cute, unconcerned way.

Kyoya could clearly read that Tamaki was not happy about the turn in events and kept his eyes on the blond as Haruhi went back inside to get dressed.

'It seems we've become rivals, my friend,' Kyoya thought before engaging in a conversation with Ranka about random things.