Hey guys! :D

SO, I know it's been a while and I am incredibly sorry! Senior year is tougher than I thought it would be and taking college classes has not helped with my stress levels. Anyways thank goodness for winter break! \(^0^)/ I still have loads of apps due by next month but ah well. A couple of days off won't hurt.

I've had this chapter written out since JUNE! But I kept thinking it wasn't enough and led the story into a dead end SO I've been rewriting it bit by bit but finally decided to scratch all of it and start over.

Before I get started I would like to write to some readers (let me know if this should be done at the end or kept in the beginning).

Dear:

Mutemuia - It may sound strange but I am so glad you found it sad! Also, I'm happy to know that you find the story intriguing. I can't say anything about those predictions yet but explanations will be out soon hopefully. I'll try to be back as often as possible.

Mamabug- Yes it seems like he would right? These two would make such a nice couple but there is certainly much that may need tinkering if they were to actually become canon. *sigh* Thank you for pointing out that there needs to be some sort of backstory! I'll definitely make sure to incorporate it somewhere.

Ashurikun- So sorry the chapters are short! I'm trying my best to make them longer so please let me know if you see improvement. Also, don't worry about that confusion. It will definitely be cleared in later chapters.

Alexis- Ahhhh! Making people feel all kinds of ways is a huge accomplishment for all fanfiction writers (I think) so yay! I hope you continue to enjoy the story.

A Musing Brunette- You are dead on about Kyoya's attitude. This guy needs a thorough butt kicking from all the hosts. XD

Craycray3 - Thank you! I'm still working on improving. Please continue to look forward to the following chapters!

Luxartisan- Thank you! I know my grammar and punctuation is a mess but I'm glad that the story is good enough to make people overlook that. Also, thanks for the heads up! That was embarrassing (/_\) XD

Chalice13- I hope they can too but it's all up to fanfiction fate ;D

Intensify- I definitely plan on it. I hope you're still looking forward to it!

Now onto the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran Highschool Host Club.


"Did you think that I would melt at the thought of your proposal? It's been five years since and our relationship has only deteriorated."

"Do you remember the day at the supermarket?"

Haruhi looked out the window at the cloudy sky. She wanted to face anything but him.

"Which one? I've been there often."

"The day the King of Idiots wanted to learn about the shopping habits of peasants."

Droplets began to lightly pelt the car. She followed them as they raced to the bottom of the window. The weather seemed to be reflecting her mood.

"I was defending you from that merchant."

She stared ahead. She was unimpressed and unmoved.

"Tell me something I don't know."

"I remember the way he snapped at you, believing he was better. I despised him but I didn't know why."
Haruhi certainly didn't know why she felt that flutter in her stomach. Especially when she realized that there was no way he saw the madam's kimono or ring. She knew he had defended her and brushed it off as him showing his humane side.

"In the end, I figured it might have just been me being possessive. It wasn't because I loved you but because you were the club's property and couldn't be damaged."
"How romantic."

"I just wanted you to know that."

"Why?"

"It'll make it easier to explain." He sighed.

She rolled her eyes.

"You know I can't do these things Haruhi."

"What things Kyoya? Understand that our relationship is dysfunctional and needs to end?"

"It wasn't dysfunctional before. Everything was fine until these ideas of divorce began to control you."
"Our relationship hasn't been 'fine' for a long time Kyoya."

"I thought it was. How am I supposed to know how you feel if you don't tell me?"

"I can't talk to somebody who is practically a ghost."

"Haruhi, I can't spout out caramel words like Tamaki does. I can't even show my feelings as well as the twins and that's a pair that has issues. I don't know how to approach you and I can't even try it because I know - and you know- that it will never work." Crap. That's not what he wanted to say.

Haruhi stared at him with an expression he had never seen her wear. He couldn't tell if it was disappointment and anger or acceptance and tiredness. How stupid she had been to think he could really change or that what he promised her when he proposed had a chance of becoming true. With a nod, she reached for the door handle only to hear Kyoya lock it.

Haruhi whipped around to look at him. Damn stupid rich people cars with their dumb locks. Why was there no way to manually unlock the door! The driver had all the power! "Are you serious?"

"That's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean?"

"I'm saying that I know you're angry-"

"Really? How on earth did you figure that out if you can't approach me?"

"- and I'm sorry that I don't know why but if you would just explain what's wrong we can work it out. I'll listen to your complaints and then we can return to being happy."

Haruhi sighed heavily and leaned back against the headrest. He didn't understand that they couldn't just return to Eden. This wasn't as simple as it should have been. In fact, even though she could just tell him, Haruhi knew that it would not fix a thing.

At her silence, Kyoya leaned back too. What were they doing? They were mature adults. Bickering like little kids was okay but this time it had become too much. With their intelligence, the solution had to be clear yet nothing was blurrier to them than their future. How could they have been so certain of everything in the past?


Haruhi sat nervously in the passenger seat of the car as Kyoya made a turn. She looked at him with wonder but also a hint of fear for his life.

He smirked. "You're fearing for my life aren't you."

She shivered at how easy it was for him to read her even without looking at her. "Of course not."

"I don't usually drive you know. I only do it on rare occasions."

"I think it's obvious. You probably wouldn't be driving if your chauffeur hadn't called in sick today."

"Are you complaining?"

"Of course not. This feels much more comfortable. Being driven around by a chauffeur doesn't suit me."

"You'll have to get used to it sooner or later if you're to be Mrs. Kyoya Ootori."

It was her turn to smirk. "What makes you think I'm changing my last name?"

Kyoya looked over at her in disbelief. Why wouldn't she change her last name? Did that not make everything more official?

Haruhi laughed "I'm kidding sempai. Pay attention to the road." She pointed at the light that had turned green.

Kyoya cleared his throat and regained his composure, continuing to drive. "I knew that."

"Of course you did."

After a short moment of silence, Kyoya spoke again. "You know, I also don't usually challenge my father."

She smiled. " I beg to differ. I think you've had plenty of opportunities to defy your father and you seem to have taken all of them."

"Those don't count at all. They were petty, silly little mishaps that didn't have many consequences. That's why I took them, after all." Kyoya said dismissively.

Haruhi shrugged, "I think they had an impact. They showed that you were more than just the third Ootori son." Her brown eyes gazed at him, softening. "They showed how you have a mind of your own."

"I'd hope so given how long I put up with Tamaki."

She stared ahead again, her eye clouding with worry. "This time the consequences will be worse than anything we can imagine. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Kyoya reached over and intertwined his hand with Haruhi's, giving it a squeeze. "I've never been surer of anything in my life."


They never thought it would happen but it was difficult to deny that they had differences Although that worked out at first, it became a burden after a while and neither of them was willing to change long enough for the other. Past fights never led to this but of course, past fights seemed trivial. The misunderstandings and miscommunication could be solved instantly. He wondered if those arguments were an inevitable lead to this.

The time she wanted to paint the walls but he insisted on hiring somebody. He didn't know she wanted an excuse to keep him home and cheer him up after a failed business plan.

The time he wanted to invite all of his business contacts to their anniversary party but she insisted that it should be a celebration with only those close to them. He wanted to make it clear to his acquaintances that he had a wife, meaning he was NOT interested in any of their plastic, dimwitted daughters.

He said no to camping for a weekend because he was waiting for a call; service out there was terrible. She wanted to destress after exams but that damn phone call was the only thing on his mind.

She said no to accompanying him to Paris because she had a project to finish. He just thought he should treat her. Nevermind the clothes, it was the fancy food she absolutely needed to taste. He knew her favorite part would be that it was free.

He said yes to a humongous, elegant, dining room, just in case they had company because he thought she needed more friends. She had taken to eating in the kitchen instead.

She said yes to taking care of Antoinette's puppies while Tamaki was away. She tried to hint at their possible future baby needing a play partner. After all, she had been off the pill for weeks it was only a matter of time. He sneezed incessantly for a week, too irritated to hear her reasoning. Finally, they were able to contact Mori to puppysit instead. Kyoya ended up going on a business trip the day after anyway.

As they reminisced past fights Kyoya became angrier while Haruhi could only feel the fear of staying inside the car increase.

Tears threatened to spill from her eyes as Haruhi suddenly felt an intense suffocation. It was so hot in the car. She had to get out.

"Haruhi-"

"We'll talk inside."

The temperature was rising yet it was raining out there. She forced herself to steady her breathing as the car began to gradually shrink.

Haruhi reached for the handle. She was desperate to exit. She knew there was no way for her to open it like this. Why weren't the windows rolling down? Had he locked them too?!

"Why can't we talk here?"

At this point, she was shaking the door handle frantically. Knowing it wouldn't budge only added to her desperation. Oxygen seemed to be scarce in the vehicle. It felt like her chest was rising and falling at a faster pace. Why couldn't she catch a breath? "Kyoya let me out!"

He stared at her as if she had lost her mind. Why was she suddenly acting like being in a car was the worst thing in the world? Car rides used to relax her. "There is no need to-"

His eyes widened as she hurriedly reached across him and unlocked the doors. Then just as swiftly she opened her door and sped into the house.

He followed immediately after, not bothering to close the driver door. What an expensive car that was...a costly fix even for a rich person...but even more worrying was her breakdown. He knew how much fixing the seats (that would surely be ruined with the rain) would cost but there was no way of knowing how much it would cost to fix his marriage.


Back at the Suoh mansion, Tamaki paced back and forth in his room, irritating the twins.

"What if they kill each other? No no they wouldn't do that...would they? They're certainly smart enough… no, no" Tamaki shook his head. Kyoya could scare the devil himself if he wanted to and Haruhi was definitely not the type to be overpowered when angry. In fact, she's the type to overpower someone. He scolded himself for doubting his precious friends. They wouldn't hurt a fly...right?

The former hosts watched their friend become a panicked mess in mere seconds.

Finally, Kaoru snapped.

"Can you stop that already?! It's getting on my nerves!"

"Don't you see they could destroy the world if they chose to battle each other!"

"If they wanted to destroy the world, they would've already!"

"Kao-chan is right Tama-chan. If anything, they'd tell us first so we'd have time to take refuge." Honey had completely missed the point.

"We should go check up on them." Everybody turned to look at Mori. He had just come up with a brilliant idea!

While everybody began planning the perfect operation Hikaru sat silently by the window. He should have been planning with his friends. After all, he was all for spying on the married couple. However, a small, infuriating, voice inside of him nagged. Did he really want them to reconcile? Or did he still have a lingering hope that maybe Haruhi could...

As if sensing his thoughts, Kaoru called out for him. " Don't just stand there Hikaru! Help us figure out whether taking a limo or taxi would be best."

Hikaru snapped back to reality. Of course, he wanted them to straighten everything out. They had to!

Scanning the darkening sky one last time Hikaru realized this would be no ordinary rain. There would be thunder and lighting.

A storm was coming.


Haruhi headed towards the master bedroom as soon as she stepped into the house. Even though she wasn't very fond of Kyoya, their room had been a safe space whenever she felt tired of everything.

Kyoya was hot on her heels, trying to coax her into giving up. If she could just forget this and move on… There was no need to end everything just because they were missing a bit of communication between them.

Upon reaching the door Haruhi turned around to face him. "I don't want to live this way anymore Kyoya!"

"We don't have to Haruhi. Let's just talk about it."

"No! I am so tired of trying to talk to you. You never listen. You don't even stay long enough for me to utter a stupid sentence. And you know what else? I don't mind fending for myself but YOU -more than anybody in this world- know how much I long for more."

He glared at her with indignance. He was willing to discuss everything as mature adults but now she was blaming HIM? She thought she was the only one tired of feeling alone? He never admitted to anybody except her just how much he despised being the third son. The younger, inferior brother that could only do what his older brothers had already done. The one thing he had done that none of his siblings did was marry a peasant.

"Well so do I Haruhi and trust me, there is much to be desired being married to you."

"You know what? This whole thing," Haruhi had begun to shout. She no longer had tears but heard ringing because of her increasing anger. "It's all because of you!"

Kyoya scoffed. " Of course it is! I'm the one that works full time to support you! I'm the one that bought this house, that outfit you're wearing and everything you own!"

"Only because you wouldn't accept the fact that maybe I could be financially stable too! I gave up working part-time while I was studying because you insisted on it and now that I have a steady job you refuse to accept that I could pay for anything. I'll gladly return absolutely everything to you! But that's not what I was talking about. I'm referring to this break up between us."

"How is this my fault? It takes two to divorce Haruhi."

She laughed mockingly. "Right. But are you the one that had to grasp at the bits of love left? The only way I was able to even remember who you were was that I had a picture of you in my wallet. I had to see you on your way to yet another foreign country almost every week because you had business to attend to. You knew it could be months before we saw each other again yet you only said goodbye with a brief kiss or nothing at all. And there I was, feeling grateful for those flashes of happiness and dealing with the never-ending melancholy. I thought that it was love. I conformed to your crap because whenever you deigned to sleep at home I thought it was blissful."

"Well, YOU more than anyone, know who I am Haruhi. I remember damn well what I promised and I meant it but you knew damn well that it couldn't last long. You couldn't possibly have been naive enough to think that I would change because of a stupid girl. Those things you're complaining about? It's part of the package. Did you think our marriage wouldn't have some dark clouds? Haruhi, I've never lied to you. I've never cheated on you or mistreated you. I make sure you have everything you need. If you can't handle the thorns, don't accept the roses Haruhi! You're expecting me to be somebody I'm not. Do you think I can choose between being myself and the person you'd like me to be? Because if you do then that just cements the fact that marrying you was a mistake. I always thought of you as a bright, level-headed woman but it is apparent that you're a stupid, unreasonable, foolish girl."

"And you're nothing but a heartless, disgusting jackass. I can't believe I actually believed you could ever be anything else." She shook her head. "I can't believe I actually thought you loved me."

His glasses flashed. "I can't believe I thought I loved you."

"Forget it. Keep all of your stupid junk you materialistic imbecile. I'll send these, " she pointed at the clothes she was wearing "to you later. And you can be sure as hell that the divorce papers will accompany them. I never want to see you again in my life."

"So what? Are you going to run off with Tamaki now? Let me remind you that he's my best friend and business partner. Unfortunately for both of us, we'll see each other often."

It was Haruhi's turn to scoff. "I doubt it considering how often you leave Japan." She pushed him away from her and began to descend the stairs but stopped abruptly when she saw their friends standing at the base of the stairs. They all looked shocked beyond belief.

Tamaki immediately turned to the group. "I told you guys they were busy!"
The twins instantly caught his intention and played along. "You're totally-"

"-right boss"

Honey nervously put his cake on the nearest table. "We should go."

Even Mori seemed uncomfortable. "It was nice. Bye."

With that, the hosts saw themselves out.

Haruhi sighed and continued descending the stairs. Without another word or a glance back she exited the house she thought could become a home to her future with Kyoya.