The Next Phase Chapter 7 - Tamaki Grows Up?, an ouran high school host club fanfic

Author's Note: Welcome back! Glad you're here. Thanks for all the favs, follows, and reviews. Happy you're enjoying the story.

Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will.

xXx

Date Posted: 10/19/2019

Trigger Warnings: Language, small amount of smooching

The Next Phase - Chapter 07: Tamaki Grows Up?

Monday, January 10:

Early Morning:

"Thanks for bringing me here, Ritsu. These noodles are always perfect."

"No problem. I was craving them too after a…"

"BANG!"

Blood everywhere. All over me. Ritsu topples over. Shot.

"Ritsu!"

Dropping down to his side, I see it. His head. He's been shot in the head.

"HEEELLLLLPPPPPP!"

"AAahhh!"

I jerked awake and looked around. I'm in my room. I'm in my room. I'm not at the restaurant. I'm in my room. Covered in sweat. Panting. My room.

Bad dream.

The sun was just coming up. About an hour before my alarm will go off.

"Ritsu!" I say, horrified.

Grabbing my phone, I sent him a text:

Haruhi: How are you?

Ritsu: Fine. I'll see you at school

Haruhi: School? Are you kidding? You were shot!

Ritsu: Yeah and now I'm fine.

Haruhi: You idiot! You can't be fine. Just yesterday you were bleeding everywhere.

Ritsu: Doc cleared me if I'm careful.

Haruhi: He's an idiot too

Ritsu: How are you feeling?

Haruhi: Don't change the subject. You need to stay home.

Ritsu: Nope. Not gonna. How are you?

Haruhi: Fine.

Ritsu: That's all you're going to say?

Haruhi: That's all you said.

Ritsu: Fine.

Haruhi: Fine.

Ritsu: See you at school

Haruhi: Yea, you idiot

"Such an idiot!"

xXx

2nd Year Class A First Class:

"Haruhi. What the hell?"

I looked up to see Hikaru and Kaoru coming into the classroom. I'd gotten here early to avoid seeing anyone on the way in. That stupid dream woke me up early anyway.

"What?" I asked, knowing full well they were asking about the bandages. Fortunately, they could only see them on my forehead, neck, and hands. If they saw my knee, or my arms, they'd really be upset.

"What the hell happened?"

"Yeah, you've got bandages everywhere."

Here goes nothing. I came up with a story to cover what really happened. I'm a terrible liar.

"I broke a bowl at home, taking it down off a high shelf. It landed on the counter and shattered."

"That sucks," Hikaru said. Kaoru was looking at me funny. I am a terrible liar.

"Did you at least clean them?" he asked.

"Yes. I'm fine."

No way that's what happened. Hika might believe her, but I don't. I'll get it out of her later.

"Are you guys ready for the quiz."

Haruhi nodded and Hika moaned.

2nd Year Class D First Class:

"Hey, Asshole. How're you doing?"

"Fine."

"Can't believe you're here. You should be in bed." I'd sat down next to him and was giving him the once over twice.

"Doc said I could. Just have to be careful."

"Yeah and being careful is your specialty." I leaned closer and lowered my voice, "What kind of fucking doc does your syndicate have that will let you come in less than 24 hours after you've been shot?"

"The kind that knows I don't need to be babied."

"You have someone carrying your books for you?"

"Are you shitting me?"

"No." He still looked a little pasty and they'd switched his sling for an immobilizer. Probably the concession so he could come here. "You shouldn't be lifting anything heavy for at least a week."

"What do you know?" he snapped at me. "You ever been shot?"

"No, but Kono has." I looked down at the floor. "Protecting me." I was not going to discuss my brother. It still hurts too much.

He ran his good hand through his hair, "Shit, I'm sorry, Shinobu-chan. I'm an asshole."

"Yeah, but your mine."

I stood up to walk out. "See you in Host Club."

xXx

Ouran Dining Room:

I'm going to get the real story out of Haruhi right now where she can't run away. "Haruhi, why don't you tell everyone how you got hurt."

"I broke some glass and was cut. I told you that this morning, Kaoru."

"Oh no! My darling friend was hurt! Did you go to the hospital? Do you need a doctor? Are you in pain?" Tamaki-senpai was winding himself up for a good fit. Good thing Renge is around.

"Tamaki-kun, calm down," she said quietly as she took his hand. "Haruhi is obviously fine. She's here in school and eating lunch with us. Does she look like she needs a hospital right now?"

He took a deep breath and stared at Haruhi. "No. She doesn't."

Kasanoda leaned over to Haruhi and said, "You told them?"

"I told them a bowl broke on my counter and it sprayed me with glass. That's how I got cut."

Of all people, Chika slammed his hand on the table. "Enough. Haruhi-senpai, if you have to tell Kasanoda-senpai what you told us, that is obviously not what really happened."

He turned to Kasanoda. "Senpai, what happened to your arm?"

Kasanoda just stared at him and swallowed hard. "I fell down the stairs at Haruhi's apartment. That's how I knew about the glass."

"Horse shit!" Hika barked. "What the hell really happened?"

"I don't understand," Tamaki-senpai mumbled.

"You need to tell us," I said.

They looked at each other, having a silent conversation. I knew we were getting nowhere when they both got determined looks.

"No," they said in unison.

"Shit."

But Chika wouldn't let it go. "Fine. I'll just call Ranka-san," and he pulled out his phone.

That was the right move. Haruhi quickly leaned over and put her hand on his phone. "Alright. OK. I'll tell you, but don't call my dad. He doesn't know."

"Fine." He put his phone away. "But I want the real story."

She looked around the table and mumbled, "Rich bastards." I had to smirk. She's never getting rid of any of us. "We can't talk about it here. Let's talk after Club. I'll stick around."

"No. We'll delay the start of club by 30 minutes. We'll talk right after classes."

"Fine. I'll leave after the meeting."

"I'll skip my internship and host today."

She stood up. "Where are you going?" Hikaru demanded.

"Library. I need a book for a report. See you in class."

xXx

Ouran Library:

Damn that Chika. How dare he threaten to tell my father. I don't know how I managed it, but Dad bought the bowl story. Had to break one as evidence.

Bodyguards. They will all want bodyguards. That's if they don't decide to lock me up somewhere that's 'safe' or make me move in with one of them again.

All because I had to have noodles. I'll never eat there again.

xXx

Host Club After Classes:

"Let's get to it." Satoshi took control of the meeting. "Kasanoda-senpai, tell us what happened."

"I don't want to be on Ranka's bad side, so we'll tell all of you, but you can't tell anyone else. And I'm telling the story."

"Yesterday afternoon, Haruhi and I were eating at my noodle restaurant."

"The syndicate restaurant?" Hikaru asked.

"Yes. This will go a lot faster if I'm not interrupted," I growled and Hikaru turned a couple shades lighter.

"Anyway, while we were eating there, some idiots drove by, threw a rock through the window, and sprayed the restaurant with bullets. One of them hit me."

Then it hit the fan…

"What the fuck!"

"No, not my darling friend."

"Damn, no wonder you didn't want to tell us."

"Kasanoda, so help me, if you put Haruhi in danger, I'll kill you with my bare hands," Hikaru threatened. I wasn't worried. He'd never come close.

"Hika-chan, this is getting us nowhere. Kasanoda-chan, what did your father think about the incident?" Honey-senpai had no sparkle around him. He was totally Black Honey.

"Taking into consideration the type of shooting, the fact that Haruhi and I weren't expected there, the unknown name, Pops and the security team determined that the restaurant was the target, not Haruhi or me."

"See," she said, "there's nothing to worry about."

"Haruhi, let me finish. Even though there's no indication I was the target, Pops has doubled my protection, upped security, and ordered more frequent electronic sweeps of our locations."

I don't want to do this. Not at all. But if I'm making Haruhi a target… "I'm also volunteering to leave the Host Club until this is solved."

"What!?" Haruhi yelled. "No!"

I turned to her. "If I am a target, I'm putting you all in danger."

"No! You are not leaving the Club. Not even temporarily. Neither of us was a target. This is ridiculous."

"I have to agree, Haru-chan."

"Honey-senpai?" Did he just agree that I should stay?

"Kasanoda-chan should stay. I agree with his security assessment. Besides, we're a family. Right, Tama-chan?"

Silence. Silence as they all chewed on that.

Then everyone started talking at once.

"I don't want to risk Haruhi-senpai."

"What about all our guests? Are they in danger?"

"No one should leave."

Then Kaoru broke through the chatter. "Stop. Stop it! Kasanoda is going to stay. You didn't kick Hika out when he went nuts. We didn't kick Haruhi out when she was targeted. We don't desert each other."

"We kicked Kyoya-senpai out," Chika said.

"We were his targets. He betrayed the club. Totally different."

"Kasanoda will stay," Tamaki-senpai announced. "We don't turn our backs on our family. Next item, Satoshi."

"I don't agree!" Hikaru yelled. "She should never be around him again."

"That's my decision, Hikaru, not yours."

He sat there, his face red, steam coming out of his ears. Clearly, he was going to revisit this.

Tamaki-senpai tried again. "Next item, Satoshi."

"Haruhi's personal protection."

"No!" she yelled, standing up and shoving her chair back. I had to catch it so it wouldn't crash. "No body guards. I'm not a target."

"Haruhi." Finally, Mori-senpai had something to say. "No one here thinks you are a target."

"Thank you, Mori-senpai."

"However, no one here wants you hurt." Everyone nodded. "I'll drive you this week. It will make everyone worry less. University classes don't start again until next Monday. Let me do this for you."

I knew they'd try to push bodyguards. I knew it. Ritsu's dad didn't think I needed any. At least it's Mori-senpai.

"Fine," I huffed. "But nothing else. I mean it."

"We can do that."

"Satoshi, next."

"Anything else, Kasanoda-senpai."

"Yes. No one discuss this outside the group. We kept it out of the papers and away from the police. Haruhi will use the broken bowl story. I'll say I was injured in defense training.

"Some of the other yakuza students know what happened, but they won't discuss it here. They aren't that stupid." That look on Ritsu's face. One of the few times I've actually been a little scared of him.

"All right then. Let's get ready to host."

"Mori-senpai, I'll host today and ride home with you."

"Hn."

xXx

That Evening:

Phone call between Kyoya and Haruhi:

Haruhi: "Senpai. You just called last night. Why are you calling again?"

Kyoya: "Is that the way you greet a friend, Haru?"

Haruhi: "No. That's the way I greet someone suspicious."

Kyoya: This is going to be much harder than I thought. That's why I gave myself months. "Tamaki told me what happened. At the noodle place."

Haruhi: …

Kyoya: "Haru?"

Haruhi: "That rich bastard. We all sat there and promised to not talk about it outside the group."

Kyoya: "I'm his best friend."

Haruhi: "I thought that ended when you hurt me."

Kyoya: "You'll have to ask him."

Haruhi: "Believe me, I will."

Kyoya: "How are you doing? Did you see a doctor?"

Haruhi: "I'm fine. Just a few cuts and scrapes. Ritsu made the syndicate doctor treat me."

Kyoya: "Made him?"

Haruhi: "He made me see the syndicate doctor."

Kyoya: "That's more like it." She's calmer now. "Why didn't you tell me last night?"

Haruhi: "You're kidding, right?"

Kyoya: "No."

Haruhi: "Senpai, I'm not sure why you don't realize you'd be almost the last person I'd tell."

Kyoya: "The last being your father."

Haruhi: "Yes."

Kyoya: "He doesn't know, does he?"

Haruhi: "Of course not."

Kyoya: "Don't worry. I won't tell him."

Haruhi: "Doesn't matter. He wouldn't believe a damn thing you said anyway."

Kyoya: That's harsh. "I suppose I deserve that."

Haruhi: "Yes. You do."

Kyoya: Ouch. Just have to be patient. Haruhi doesn't hold grudges. "I just wanted to make sure you were alright."

Haruhi: "I am."

Kyoya: "You should stay away from Kasanoda."

Haruhi: "Not going to happen, Senpai. The Club decided to let him stay. He's my friend. I haven't been to the Compound in two months, and I won't be going back. I'll stay away from the noodle place. But I'm not giving up on my friend."

Kyoya: I can't make her do anything. Doubt I ever will. This will have to be good enough. "At least you're doing that."

Haruhi: "Was there anything else, Kyoya-senpai?"

Kyoya: She finally used my name, even if she said 'senpai' after it. "No. Wanted to hear your voice and confirm your health."

Haruhi: "If that's it, I need to go."

Kyoya: "Good night, Haru."

Haruhi: "Good night, Senpai. Please don't discuss this with anyone."

Kyoya: "I won't."

xXx

That night, most were too troubled to sleep:

Haruhi: I'm going to let Tamaki-senpai have it tomorrow. He should have never discussed that with Kyoya-senpai. It's a breach of trust.

I've done my homework. I've eaten dinner. I've cleaned the house. I've taken the best bath I could, given the cuts and stiches. I've read over some company documents. I've run out of excuses. I've got to go to bed.

I don't want to dream about it again.

Kyoya: Not surprised at all she didn't tell me last night. Not sure anyone would have if Tamaki didn't.

They're starting to talk to me again at lunch. Keep it benign, keep it short. It will work.

It's going to be another late night. It's getting harder and harder to run the business and go to school. At least I'm graduating in three months.

Hikaru: When Kasanoda finds the asshole that shot at them, he better bring me along to teach him a lesson. I don't care if it gets bloody.

Kaoru: She's pulling away again. There was a time when she would have told me about the shooting right after. Those six months Hika was in the hospital we shared so much. We told each other everything.

It's because of Naoko-chan and Ito-san. We're getting closer to them and have less time for Haruhi. She's had her business to run. Hikaru's at his internship Mondays and Tuesdays.

Mori-senpai and Honey-senpai are at University and only come over twice a week. Next year I'm sure it will be less. Their classes are only going to get harder.

Tamaki-senpai is graduating soon. Who knows where he's going to university. He could go to France. Probably not until Renge graduates.

Hika, Haruhi, Satoshi, Chika, and me. Is that enough to have a Host Club?

Kasanoda: Mori-senpai driving Haruhi is a good idea. We have someone on her, but they couldn't stop a drive-by. I'll keep them on her. Just in case. Mori-senpai is second only to Honey-senpai in martial arts, but that won't stop a bullet.

That Shinobu-chan is weird. She came all the way over here just to see me. She was that worried.

Then those two chicks put me to bed like a 5-year-old.

Can't believe I was fucking shot. Wasn't even aimed at me. Just a fucking random shot. Not how I wanted my first one. Should have been heroic, badass, something to brag about. No…I got shot in a random drive-by with a mouth full of noodles. How humiliating.

Mori: Kasanoda is bringing violence to the Club. It's becoming harder for me to ignore his family's business. He won't be able to stay if it ever comes into the room.

Haruhi seemed fine, but that's a traumatic experience, even if she wasn't the one that was shot. She was quiet on the ride home, practically dozing off. She can talk to me if she needs to. I'll make sure she knows.

Honey: Haru-chan…what will we do with you? Going through a shooting and not telling us. Not acceptable.

Don't think we'll be able to change that about her. Chika-chan and Satoshi-chan need to step up her training.

Satoshi: Finally done studying for that trig test. I'll be braindead tomorrow if I don't get some sleep.

Chika: Interesting day. Quiet weekend training and got to school and find out about a shooting. My life was never this eventful until I joined that stupid club.

Is Haruhi-senpai always so reckless about her safety? We're going to increase her training. Maybe before school?

Tamaki: I'll be out on Wednesday for the newspaper board meeting, but back for the cosplay. Never would miss that.

I'll use my new briefcase that my lovely Renge-chan gave me for Christmas. That new navy pinstripe suit will work perfectly.

Renge: I'm so tired. I have a hard time managing Tamaki-kun. Haruhi's been managing them all for almost two years.

It's easier for her. They all love her. A couple are even in love with her. Does she even know it?

Kasanoda's love is fading. Turning into deep friendship. Good. Shinobu-san is much better for him.

Kyoya-senpai is over. She'll never let him back in. After Hikaru let his records leak for her, she knows the guys can't be blackmailed. Kyoya-senpai might keep trying. Who am I kidding? Of course, he'll keep trying. He can keep trying as much as he wants. It won't work.

Mori-senpai is completely in love with Haruhi. Head-over-heels. Will he ever make his move? Maybe wait until the school year is over. She's so busy and has been hurt by Kyoya-senpai. She's not ready yet. I think he knows that.

Satoshi is the dark horse. I see him looking at her sometimes, his face unguarded. There's admiration and caring there. He has to know how his brother feels. It's probably just a schoolboy crush.

xXx

Tuesday, January 11:

Morning at the drop off:

"My darling Haruhi. Did you come to welcome me to school?"

She glared at me. I want to run to a corner, but I've stopped doing that.

"Tamaki-senpai, come with me." My arm. I'm being pulled by my arm over to a spot in the garden.

"Haruhi, what's wrong?"

Fierce. I can only describe her that way. "Senpai, did we or did we not have a conversation yesterday in the host club?"

"Yes…"

"During that meeting, were you not asked to keep the incident to yourself."

"I was…"

"Then how did Kyoya-senpai find out?"

"I told him?" It came out more like a question. She's so angry.

"After you were told not to discuss it?"

"Yes…"

"Senpai…"

"Wait, Haruhi. He's my friend. He needed to know."

She got as close as she could to my face, she's so short, then warned me, "Senpai, right now I'm so angry at you, I can't talk to you. Leave me alone until I calm down. This is not what I wanted."

And she stomped away.

What did I do?

xXx

Ouran Dining Hall:

"Tamaki-kun," I whispered, "why is Haruhi scowling at you?"

"I told Kyoya about the thing."

"What!?" Idiot.

"Are you angry, Renge-chan?"

"Yes. I'm going to sit by Haruhi."

"How are you doing?" Renge asked as she moved to sit by me.

"Fine," I mumbled. I'm not fine. Stupid Senpai. Telling HIM of all people. He does not need to be involved in my life.

"Tamaki-kun told me what he did."

"Then I'm sure you understand why I'm not speaking to him."

"Definitely. He's an idiot."

"Yes, he is."

Of course, this is when Kyoya-senpai chose to come over with his lunch money.

"Good afternoon, everyone." He handed Chika an envelope. "What's the charity today?"

Chika answered, "Haruhi-senpai picked it. Do you want to explain, Senpai?"

I took a deep breath and blew it out. "Sure. It's called 'Therapy Dogs'. They take in stray dogs, provide veterinary care, and then train them to be therapy dogs."

"What's a therapy dog? Is that like the dogs for blind people?" Watanabe asked.

"Close. Seeing-eye dogs and others like them are called service dogs. They provide assistance to a person who's disabled. Therapy dogs visit places like hospitals, hospices, nursing homes, and scenes of disasters to reassure the patients, residents, or victims. They can also be provided to individuals who've gone through a traumatic event in their lives."

Kyoya-senpai smiled slightly. "A worthy cause, and one that fits your current business."

"Yes, it does, Senpai. Petto Chinmi will be matching today's contribution. The group will also be at cosplay tomorrow, demonstrating what therapy dogs can do."

"Excellent."

He turned to Ritsu, "How are you doing today, Kasanoda?"

"Fine, Senpai."

"And you, Haru?"

"Better. The cuts are closing and don't hurt as much."

"That's good to hear. Good afternoon, everyone. I need to study some before class."

"Bye, Kyoya!" Tamaki-senpai said. I gave him my best demon face and he shivered.

The Host Club sure looks happy. I'd be too if I was the nexus of Ouran.

"CRASH!" Some idiot dropped their lunch tray.

Haruhi practically jumped out of her seat and let out a yelp. Is she that scared of loud noises?

xXx

Wednesday, January 12:

Host Club:

"Welcome!"

"Oh, how cute!"

"I just love dogs!"

"Look, Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai are holding them!"

Knew this was a good idea. And easy for a cosplay. We're donating the average cosplay budget to the organization. When Chika and Haruhi-senpai suggested this as the theme, right after the charity collection, it was a no-brainer.

I asked Chika to contact the organization and ask if they could bring over some dogs and give a presentation to the group.

They'd heard about the Ouran Host Club weekly donations from a few of the other charities, and readily agreed. I'm hoping their presence today encourages more donations from our guests.

Our initiative is getting around, and Chika's heard from several new ones asking about how to apply. He's working on an application. Didn't think it would take off like this. Haruhi-senpai must have. She wasn't surprised by the inquiries.

They'd brought six people and almost two dozen dogs, along with a video presentation, and various marketing materials. It'd be great if the ladies – and guys – could take the materials home to their parents.

After introductions and the short presentation, everyone played with the dogs.

"That one enjoys licking your face, Haruhi-chan. Do you enjoy it?"

Gross. I'm hosting by myself today. Too many guests. Two girlfriends of my regular guys showed up today. Said they wanted to see the dogs but were glaring at me.

His girlfriend elbowed him hard in the side. "Ouch!" he yelped. It was hard to contain my smile.

Osamu-san asked if he could hold the white puffball currently licking my face. I handed her over, "Her name is Snow." Not the most original name, but it fit.

There were dog treats at each station, and he gave her one.

"Hikaru, you are spending so much time cuddling with that puppy."

"Are you jealous, Kaoru?"

"Hikaru, I thought I was your puppy."

I handed the dog to one of our guests and took Kaoru into my arms. "Your all mine, my pet."

"MOE!"

The organization representative looked at us strangely.

I'd grabbed the only golden retriever for my group. She reminded me of Antionette when she was a puppy.

"Tamaki-senpai, you have a dog at home, don't you?"

"Yes, my darling. Antoinette is the best dog a king could have."

I had a princess on each side of me, petting the puppy. They had appropriately named her Silk.

"She's so soft."

"Just like her name."

"And sweet."

"But never as sweet as you, Princess."

"Hey, Asshole, that dog seems to like you a lot. Should I be jealous?" Shit. Did I just say that? Me? Jealous? Of a dog? With Asshole? Shit.

He smirked, "I don't know, are you?"

"I think Kasa would be jealous," I said, trying to backtrack.

One of the other girls sitting with us giggled. I think they all sit here just to watch the two of us insult each other. They rarely talk.

"Maybe Kasa wants a little brother?"

"Nope. One asshole in my life is enough."

Chika was walking around, managing the event. As the head of the 'Bring your Lunch Tuesdays', and contact with the organization, he was the best choice.

That leaves me hosting alone. Not a bad deal. Three therapy dogs sitting with me, all on the laps of my princesses. Right now I was kneeling down in front of the sofa, petting the dogs and talking to my girls.

"Satoshi-kun, this is so much fun. I have a beautiful poodle at home. We could take her for a walk together," she said, a deep red blush forming on her cheeks. Sometimes, these girls can be such flirts.

"What's your poodle's name…"

"Oh, Honey-senpai, they are adorable."

Mitsukuni has been given five young puppies to show off. Their mother had been pregnant when she was found. He and several of the ladies were on the floor letting the puppies crawl all over them.

Giggles and laughter rang out as the puppies cuddled and licked our guests. Mitsukuni even left Usa-chan on the sofa next to me.

Suddenly, all chatter stopped and one of the dogs closest to the door growled slightly. Kyoya had walked in.

What's he doing here?

Well, I surprised everyone. The look on some of their faces…especially Mori-senpai before he hid it.

I walked over to Tamaki and said, "Thanks for the invitation. It's good to be back."

A gasp from Haruhi. My implication of being back for good worked.

Of course, Tamaki had to jump up and hug me. Idiot. I reciprocated, knowing the girls would melt and it would anger Haruhi. Having her anger directed at Tamaki would lessen what was directed at me.

"Kyoya, my friend. Join us. We're playing with Silk, the golden retriever puppy."

I'm not liked by animals. I have no delusions regarding that. One of them growled at me when I walked in. No doubt because of the reaction around the room and my personal aura around dogs. Antoinette hates me.

"Thank you, Tamaki."

I sat down, gave the dog a pat, and prepared to just lean back and listen. I wish I could hear the thoughts of the hosts around the room.

Why is he here? What did he mean 'it's good to be back'? Did that idiot Tamaki-senpai invite him back? After I was so angry at him? I haven't spoken to him since Tuesday morning when I yelled at him.

He's an even bigger idiot than I ever thought possible.

xXx

All the people were overexciting the dogs, and they needed a break outside for business. The volunteers decided it would be a good time to leave for the day. They had to pry the puppies out of the alien's hands.

As the volunteers and dogs left the club room, Kyoya-senpai walked up to me and handed me an envelope.

"An additional donation to the organization. I appreciate seeing them in person."

"Thank you, Senpai."

What was Tamaki-senpai thinking, inviting him? Kyoya-senpai is smart enough to know he's not welcome.

As the guests left, several followed Kyoya-senpai's example and handed me either cash or checks. Excellent. Haruhi-senpai and I had a great idea. Maybe I should talk to Satoshi about integrating the charity into the Host Club activities more often. Maybe on Tuesdays? Not all of them lend themselves to a cosplay.

We'd all gathered and were watching Haru-chan wrap up with her guests. Those boys don't know when to quit.

"Kasanoda-chan, is she really OK?"

"Yes, Honey-senpai. She saw the syndicate doctor. Her cuts were cleaned, bandaged, and the ones that needed it were stitched."

"Stitches! No one said anything about stiches!"

"Hika, calm down. Do you really thing Haruhi would tell us that?"

"Yeah, she wouldn't."

When she joined us, she let loose on Tama-chan. "Tamaki-senpai, what were you thinking!"

"About what, Haruhi?"

She took a deep breath, trying to calm down. "I should know better than to accuse you of thinking." Putting her hands on her hips, she started to yell again. So much for deep breathing. Maybe Takashi should teach her how to meditate. "Why was Kyoya-senpai here? Why are you including him in things?"

"I don't understand. During our last class, he was talking about the charity and the cosplay. He mentioned giving another donation. I invited him."

"You moron! You played right into his trap. How can I forgive you for this, Senpai?"

She turned and ran to the back room.

"After everything he's done to her, you invite him in like it's not a big deal," Kao-chan said. "She's right, you are an idiot."

"Yeah, Boss."

The twins followed her to the back room.

The study session was tense. Renge pulled Tamaki-senpai to the other side of the room and had a discussion with him.

The girls knew something was not right but didn't ask. They'll probably ask their guys later.

I wanted to kick Tamaki-senpai's ass for hurting Haruhi. Does that idiot ever think first?

"Ritsu," Haruhi said.

I turned away from Tamaki-senpai and Renge, "Yes?"

"Focus on your English. If anyone can explain it to him, Renge can."

I need to apologize to my friend. This family is all I have. I can't mess it up again.

"Haruhi?" I caught her as we were leaving for the diner and pulled her aside.

"What?" she snapped. I winced at the sharpness in her voice.

"I'm terribly sorry. It's no excuse, but I was thinking more about the charity than this family. I made a horrible mistake."

She stared at me. Her arms crossed over her chest. Her eyes angry but also shiny with unshed tears. I did that to her.

"I'm still angry, Senpai. Believe it or not, I understand why you did it. I'm not happy about it and wish you'd think first before you act, but I understand."

She signed and continued, "You may be on the path to forgiving Kyoya-senpai, but my path is steeper. Please take my feelings into consideration and keep him out of Host Club. It's a refuge for me."

"I will. Again, I'm so sorry."

"I'm sorry too, Senpai."

xXx

At the Diner:

"Now all I need is a name."

"I'm so proud of you, Renge-chan."

These kids. These amazing kids. My daughter has the best friends she could have. Rich or poor, these kids care for her. Care about her. And she cares about them. Couldn't ask for anything better.

I'm looking at a table full of high school kids. They're talking about their businesses and stocks and investments. And now Haruhi has a business too. And it's doing well. She's learned so much from these 'rich bastards' as she calls them.

Renge-chan's talking about the baby clothes company she bought from Haruhi. It's changing into a sole proprietorship – no stocks. Selling the clothes wholesale rather than having their own stores. Where do they learn how to do these things?

Mori owns the bar and that fancy nightclub downtown – and others, I think. Mori and Satoshi own the apartments and several other complexes.

The twins are following their mother's footsteps. Hikaru's collaborating with his mother, and Kaoru is designing his own line. And for commoners no less.

All but Mori and Honey own that newspaper. Tamaki sits on the board. He's not as irritating as he used to be. I still don't want him dating my daughter. Renge's perfect for him.

I'm not sure about the girlfriends. I assume Naoko, Yuki, and Cho are involved in a business somehow.

It's a good group of kids.

"Ranka-san?" Mori said, pulling me out of my thoughts.

He handed me a big envelope. "Here are the current plans for the new nightclub. If you and Jarou-san don't mind, I'd ask that you please review them."

He's so polite. And so in love with Haruhi.

"We'd be glad to Mori-kun. It's all very exciting, being asked for our opinions on the next hot nightclub in Tokyo."

He smiled slightly and said, "Thank you. I appreciate it."

"I've got something for you too, Ranka-san."

"How thoughtful," I grinned, reaching out for the box Hikaru was handing me.

I opened it. "Oh, my! Fringe!"

It was classic. Black fringe dresses with silver accents and sparkles never go out of style. It brought the American 40s to mind.

"Hope you like it. I wanted to design something over the top and knew I'd never get Haruhi to wear it. Besides," he gave me that devil smirk, "you have the perfect place to wear it."

"I do! I'll wear it at work tonight!"

xXx

Ranka's Drag Bar:

"You didn't have to walk me in, Mori-kun."

"I wanted to see how things were and if anything needs attention."

I'd driven Haruhi home and then Ranka-san to the bar. It's now a nice place, but the profit margins are small. I might close this place when I open the nightclub.

"Have there been any problems?"

"Not since that liquor license check last year, and that wasn't a problem. Ours is in order. Just a random check."

I'd forgotten about that. "Did they say why they were checking?"

"Tip our license was expired," Ranka answered shrugging. "It wasn't."

"Hn."

xXx

Thursday, January 13:

Morning, Drop-off Zone:

Those physics problems sets are coming back today. I didn't ask Gorou-senpai for help on them. I'm sure I did well. Finally getting the hang of it.

"BANG!"

Was that a gun shot? What's going on? I'm on my knees with my arms over my head. What the hell?

No one else is reacting. Just some loud noise. Not a gun shot.

"Ouch…" I landed on my knees. I hope I didn't open my stiches.

Interesting. She reacts to loud car doors slamming. What else?

xXx

Commoner Grocery Store:

After Mori-senpai dropped me off, I opened the refrigerator. No food. Nuts.

Should I call him back to take me to the supermarket? No, those guys are way too overprotective. Neither Ritsu nor I were targets. Besides, it won't take long, and it's just down the street.

That's what I told myself. I was right about the yakuza thing. I was wrong about other things.

"Hey, cutie. I've seen you around."

I turned to see some guy right in front of me. I backed up.

"You hang around with all those rich guys." He leaned down into my face. "If you let all of them screw you, bet you'd let me in on the action."

Gross. What's he talking about…The Host Club?

"And, if not, I bet they'd pay a lot of money for your return."

I left the cart in the middle of the store and walked away. Quickly.

He followed.

I spun around and took a picture with my phone. "Leave me alone or the police get this picture!"

He didn't stop. I ran out of the store.

"Hey! Stop!" I heard store security yell at him. I kept going.

I got to the creep in time to grab his arm. How dare he bother Haruhi-chan! "Stop. You will leave our customers alone!"

I pulled his arm around his back, and he winced. Good. "Come with me," and I dragged him to the security office.

I took his picture and copied his ID. "You are banned from the store. If I see you again, I'll detain you for the police."

"You asshole! You have no right!" His breath almost knocked me over. Grease and cigarettes.

"This store reserves the right to refuse service. Now," I looked at his ID, "Suzuki Rin, I will call the police if I see you again. I will call the police if I see you harassing anyone again."

I escorted him out. Too bad what I saw him do wasn't enough to call the police now.

I hope Haruhi-chan is OK. She's been coming here for years.

xXx

Fujioka Residence:

I slammed the door behind me, leaning against in and sliding down to the floor. That guy was big and mean and gross. I couldn't have done anything if I'd wanted to. Not even outrun him. Maybe I should train more with Satoshi and Chika.

He recognized me from hanging out with the guys. Where?

How many more creeps are out there that will recognize me?

I can't think about this now. Guess I'll study if there's no food for dinner.

Phone call between Haruhi and Renge:

Haruhi: "Hello?"

Renge: "Hi, Haruhi. I had a question about that history paper. Do you have a second?"

Renge: We talked over the assignment, but she sounds strange. Kinda shaky.

Renge: "Haruhi, is there something wrong?"

Haruhi: "No."

Renge: "That doesn't work on me. I can tell something's wrong. What is it?"

Haruhi: "It's nothing. Just some creep at the supermarket."

Renge: "What kind of creep? What did he say?"

Haruhi: "Renge, do you ever get bothered out in public? Recognized?

Renge: "I'm recognized, but my bodyguards keep them away. Were you recognized?"

Haruhi: "Yeah. This guy said he's seen me hanging out with all you rich bastards."

Renge: "That's not all he said, is it?" She's not saying anything. "You need to tell me, Haruhi. I can help."

Haruhi: "It was disgusting. He was disgusting."

Renge: "Just take a deep breath and tell me."

Haruhi: Here goes nothing. "He implied I was sleeping with all the guys and he wanted in on the action."

Renge: "That's disgusting, but not unheard of."

Haruhi: "Then he said he bet that you all would pay a lot of money for my safety."

Renge: No avoiding it now. "I'm conferencing in Chika."

Haruhi: "Wait! Renge! That's not necessary!" but I realized I was talking to no one. She'd already switched over to dial him in.

Renge: "I've got Chika. Haruhi, tell him everything you told me."

Haruhi: "It's no big deal."

Renge: "Haruhi, stop being so stubborn. You can't handle everything in life on your own. Tell him or I will."

Haruhi: I told Chika everything that happened. All of it.

Chika: "I'm conferencing in the Alien, Takashi, and Satoshi. Hold on."

Haruhi: "This is ridiculous."

Renge: "No, it isn't. They'll explain it to you."

Chika: "Everyone's on now. Mitsukuni, Takashi, Satoshi, it happened. What we've been expecting for a while."

Satoshi: "I'm amazed it took this long."

Honey: "Chika-chan, what happened?"

Chika: "Haruhi, please tell them what you told me."

Haruhi: I went through it again. The more I said it, the more it sank in. This guy could have done anything to me. Maybe not in the store, but on the street…

Mori: "It's time. Haruhi, you need round the clock protection."

Haruhi: "Wait, what?"

Mori: "If some random pervert in the grocery store can put two and two together and realize you'd be good for ransom, just think what real criminals can do."

Honey: "He's right, Haru-chan."

Satoshi: "Wait a minute. What were you doing in the grocery store without Takashi? Bro, I thought you were driving her this week?"

Mori: "I am."

Haruhi: "I went after Mori-senpai dropped me off. I'm not a yakuza target. I didn't think this would happen."

Renge: "You need to be more aware of your surroundings. There are creeps like that everywhere. My bodyguards have gotten me out of situations like that many times."

Haruhi: "But…"

Chika: "You need protection. You've become part of the Host Club family. It's as simple as that." When she didn't say anything, I went on. "Think about it this way. If Kaoru-senpai had been kidnapped, and you could have done something to prevent it, but didn't, how would you feel?"

Haruhi: Kaoru? "I'd be crushed. I'd never forgive myself."

Chika: "Then you know how every single one of us would feel if something happened to you and we could have prevented it."

Honey: "You don't want that to happen, do you, Haru-chan?"

Haruhi: "Of course not, Honey-senpai, but what kind of protection are we talking about? I don't want to be surrounded."

Chika: "Tell her, Takashi."

Mori: This will be hard. How badly will she react when she finds out we've been planning for this for a while. "The apartment next to yours is empty. When the tenants moved out a few months ago, Satoshi and I held it in reserve."

Honey: "We'll station Eiji and his team there. We don't want you to ever go out alone again. One of them will drive you where you need to go, unless one of us is driving. One of them will be with you at all times when you are out in public, even if one of us is driving. If you need to go somewhere, you let anyone on the team know. They'll take you."

Haruhi: "So, being your friend costs me my freedom?"

Mori: "That's being overdramatic, Haruhi, and you know it."

Haruhi: I sighed. He was right. It's still not what I want.

Mori: "Haruhi?"

Haruhi: "Isn't this going to the extreme?"

Honey: "Haru-chan, everyone else at Ouran has bodyguards. Now that you are friends with so many of us, why should you be different?"

Haruhi: When they put it that way…

Mori: "I'll continue this week, but you don't go anywhere without me." I paused for effect, "I mean it." I won't fail her again. "The team will move in over the next couple days. They need to set up the electronics and cameras. They'll issue you a panic button and give you their contact information. Starting Monday, one of them will be with you all the time."

Haruhi: "I have a condition. No limo. Just a regular car."

Mori: "We'll find one, but it will be armored."

Haruhi: "I can live with that." I think.

Chika: "Good. Takashi will pick you up and bring you home from school for the rest of the week, basically tomorrow. Do you have plans this weekend?"

Haruhi: "I might go into the office."

Mori: "I'll drive you. I'd like to see the office anyway and can help with the five-year plan."

Haruhi: "Thanks, Mori-senpai."

Satoshi: "Great. Starting Monday, Eiji or someone from the team will drive you anywhere one of the hosts isn't going. Will that work for everyone?"

Haruhi: "Can I say no?"

Mori, Honey, Chika, and Satoshi: "No."

Haruhi: "Whatever, but what about Tamaki-senpai and Hikaru? Won't they go nuts when they hear about this?"

Honey: "I'll tell the twins and Tama-chan tomorrow at Host Club. They won't explode with Takashi and me there."

Haruhi: "OK. Is that it?" Please be it. Please.

Mori: "No. Do you still need groceries?"

Haruhi: "Not really…"

Mori: "Haruhi?" I argued.

Haruhi: "Yes," I muttered.

Mori: "I'll come get you."

Haruhi: "Can we go to a different supermarket?"

Mori: "Of course."

Chika: "That's it. See you all tomorrow."

"Good-bye."

xXx

Haruhi was quiet during our trip to the supermarket. Not resentful, just quiet.

Still, it's strange. How much of her being affected by this incident is related to the shooting? Did that put her off so much that she's scared when she wouldn't normally be?

I'll talk to her tomorrow on the way home after Club.

xXx

Friday, January 14:

Lunch at the Diner:

"Tanaki-san, this is Morinozuka Satoshi. Satoshi, Tanaki-san, my assistant executive director." Traditional greetings were exchanged.

Mori-senpai had a meeting during lunch and couldn't bring me here. Satoshi volunteered to walk me to and from. This is ridiculous. Rich bastards.

Tanaki-san was staring at Satoshi, wondering why he was here. What do I say? I hadn't thought this through.

"Satoshi's interested in Petto Chinmi, so I brought him along."

"Ah," Tanaki-san said. He didn't quite believe me, but I'm the owner, so he can't argue.

After we ordered, I started the business part of the meeting. "I want to discuss the five-year plan. How are things going?"

We went over the current iteration. How the whiteboard is working. I'd Skyped in several times for meetings. Never thought I'd use this phone that much. We are on track for having it finished for the January 25th board meeting.

xXx

Host Club:

"Haruhi-san, can I join the tutoring today?" Shinobu-san asked

"Of course."

"Good. I want to thank you for everything on Sunday. You handled it real good."

"Thanks." I'm still shaky.

"I'll just check on Asshole and come to your table."

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the Host Club is closing. Please have a wonderful weekend and we'll see you again on Monday."

"Renge, can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Sure."

"It's private. We can use the soundproof room."

If Haruhi wants to be that private, it could be something dreadful. Probably about what happened yesterday.

"I wanted to talk to you without the guys about all this security."

"You need it."

"But I'm just a commoner."

Renge leaned back on the sofa and thought for a minute. She always twirls her hair when deep in thought.

"First, you're not 'just' anything." She started counting things off on her fingers. "Second, you're not a commoner anymore."

"I am! What else would I be?" What does she mean I'm not? That's who I am. That's who I'll always be.

"OK. You might still be a commoner, but you're more than that now. You are our friend. All of the Host Club. Cho-senpai, Naoko, Yuki, Keiko-senpai, Shinobu, and even that jerk Kyoya."

"Kyoya gave up the right to call me his friend months ago."

"Alright, forget him. But you are friends with the rest of us. You risked your life to protect those girls at the beach. You'd do anything for us. It's about time you realized we'd do anything for you. That includes protection. We don't want you hurt."

"That's what the guys said."

She leaned forward and put her hand on my knee. "Then listen to them. They wouldn't do it if they didn't need to."

I sighed and leaned back. "OK."

"Third, you're our friend and we'd do anything for you."

"You just said that."

"I know, but I have a list." Couldn't stop myself from smiling. "Forth, no one wants to see you hurt. Providing protection is our way of insuring that."

She put up her thumb, "Fifth, being part of this crazy family and our lives comes with a price. You're seen with us. You're photographed with us. People are going to know you."

"No, no one knows me."

"You're wrong. Look what happened yesterday. You've been seen out with the heirs of the Suoh, Ootori, Haninozuka, Morinozuka, Hitachiin, Kasanoda, and Houshakuji families. I'm surprised you haven't already been harassed like that or stopped by reporters asking for your name and details about your relationships with us. It's the circle your moving into, Haruhi. It will only get worse as you become known as the owner of Petto Chinmi."

Great. Rich bastards.

"Alright. Is there a sixth?"

"Not that I can think of."

"We should get out there. Mori-senpai's waiting for me and Tamaki-senpai's waiting for you."

We stood up and she hugged me. "Remember, Haruhi, you're important to all of us. You've joined this misfit family. You've been included in our lives. We want to protect you, and we will. No matter what. So, suck it up and get used to the protection. It isn't going anywhere."

"Thanks, Renge."

xXx

Driving Haruhi Home:

She's quiet again.

"Haruhi, are you doing alright?"

I must have startled her, she jerked in the seat before looking over at me. "Yes, Mori-senpai. All the cuts are healing."

"Good, but that's not what I meant."

A blank look formed on her face as her eyebrows scrunched. "What did you mean?"

"Whether you were shot or not, being involved in a shooting is a traumatic experience. You saw Kasanoda shot right in front of you. You were injured and taken back to his compound.

"Going through something like this can cause problems. The bags under your eyes tell me you aren't sleeping well. You overreact when surprised.

"I'm asking how you are doing mentally."

She looked down at her fingers which were picking at the seam of her blazer. She'll have to repair that if she doesn't stop. "I'm fine."

I pulled up in front of the apartments and put my hand over hers. "You're going to unravel the seam."

Her hands folded into loose fists and stopped moving. "I'm not sleeping well. I have dreams."

"Nightmares?"

"Yes."

"About the shooting?"

"Yes."

"Haruhi," I mumbled as I reached out and turned her head to me, "if you need to talk about anything, you know you can talk to me, right?"

"Yes."

"You can call any time and I'll answer."

"Thank you, Mori-senpai."

"I want to help you. Please call if you need me."

"I will."

I walked her up to her door and waited until I heard the lock.

Not surprised her reaction wasn't encouraging. I hope I've started her thinking about the effects of the shooting.

xXx

Nightclub in Tokyo:

"Wow! This is a great idea, Kaoru-kun."

Hika and I brought the girls here for some fun. This place has been open for several months, but we haven't been yet.

Set up for underage partiers, it had lots of neon, a crazy dance floor with light up squares (kinda like discos in the 70's – I've seen movies), and video games along the walls. No alcohol.

Hika and Yuki-chan are out on the floor already. Those two can move. The music's pumping with incredible bass. Can feel it through the floor.

"Let's get out there," I yelled and grabbed Naoko-chan's hand.

The girls are hot! Short dresses and high heels. Yuki-chan and I are grinding it out on the floor. Why didn't we do this earlier?

After about an hour, we all met up at our VIP lounge. When you go out with the Hitachiin twins, you go first class.

Hika was watching us. Naoko is on my lap and attacking my neck. Damn, she feels good. That tongue running up from my collar bone to my ear, sent a shiver down my spine and caused her to wiggle on my lap to find a better angle. I moaned and bit my lip trying to keep my hips still. Shit.

I glanced over at Hika again. His eyes were huge, face pasty pale, beads of sweat on his forehead, and his hands were shaking. What's wrong with him?

Before I could ask, he'd run to the restroom.

"Sorry, Naoko-chan. I need to see if he's alright."

Why don't they run the air conditioner? This bathroom is boiling hot. I stuck my head under the cold-water faucet, hoping to put out the fire in my brain.

It's not working.

"Hika?!" Kaoru yelled as he burst into the room. "What's wrong?"

I couldn't make my mouth work. Bone dry and my tongue stuck to the roof. I managed to croak out, "Haruhi," before I slid to the floor.

"HIKA!"

He hauled me to my feet and drug me into one of the private rooms. No stalls in this place. Only the best. Private rooms with toilets. Maybe I'm going to be sick.

"Hika? What happened? What's wrong? Talk to me, brother!"

I'm being held in his arms, his hands stroking through my wet hair. I couldn't keep the tears back. I started to shake. When did I stop breathing?

"HIKA!" Kaoru started shaking me. "Talk to me! Please!"

"Haruhi," I mumbled again. "Haruhi, I'm so sorry."

"It's OK. I've got you. It's alright. Haruhi is fine. She OK. Haruhi isn't hurt."

I could hear Kaoru's voice like it was underwater. He's rubbing my back. I concentrated on that. Concentrated on my breathing.

Out

My hearing was returning.

Out

My eyes focused on Kaoru's.

Out

"That's it. You're doing good. Keep breathing."

Out

Been a while since I'd had a panic attack.

Out

Almost back to normal.

"What happened?"

Out

"Saw you making out with Naoko. Flashed back to when I attacked Haruhi. I'm so sorry."

"Shit, Hika. I didn't even think."

"Stop. Not your fault."

Out

"Just a stupid flashback. I wasn't ready for it."

Out

We sat on the floor for another five minutes.

"We should get back out there. They probably think we deserted them."

"I'm sure they don't."

"Still…"

"Are you ready to go out there?"

"Yeah. I'm fine. I'll call the doc tomorrow. It just snuck up on me."

"OK. I'll stop kissing Naoko."

"Don't do that." I smirked up at Kaoru. "We should get separate limos home so you two can have some fun."

We apologized to the girls and made up something about what he ate at dinner. Not pleasant, but better than the truth.

Hika seemed to be fine. Yuki offered to sit with him, but he took her out to the dancefloor. Naoko and I played video games. She sat on my lap and I helped her use the controllers.

We took the girls home after another hour or so.

xXx

Hitachiin Limo:

I thought Hika was kidding, but when we walked out of the club, there were two limos waiting.

Naoko-chan and I climbed in one. She was kissing me before the door shut.

"Ahh…" Those lips. So soft. She started this kiss but gave me control right away. Following my lead, she caressed my tongue as I mapped out her mouth.

She moaned and my head caught fire.

Letting out a filthy moan of my own, my hands dove into her hair.

Kaoru-kun's the best I've ever kissed. So firm and strong. He grabs the lead and runs. I like handing it over. How far will he take it?

I reached up and tried to pull him down on top of me. He smiled and I felt his weight settle.

I can't believe I did that.

Shit! Am I really doing this? She's lying on the seat. I'm lying on top of her.

I'll keep my hands in her hair and my lips on her mouth. Can't take advantage…

"Mmmmm."

He moaned into my mouth. I'm getting nervous. What are we doing? We haven't been dating that long. Is it too soon?

I felt the car stop and pulled both of us up to sit. We're at her house. Great.

I hit the intercom. "Give us a couple minutes," I croaked out. My voice is so low.

"Let me fix your hair." She smiled at me as I quickly restyled it with my fingers.

"You might want to button your shirt."

"Shit. When did you do that?" It was halfway unbuttoned. Naoko just giggled.

Finally, we had ourselves together and I signaled the driver. Tonight was a blast.

xXx

Saturday, January 15:

Suoh Mansion #2:

Just another Saturday. Up early, play with Antoinette, eat breakfast.

Tried calling Kyoya, but he'd blocked my number until noon. He's so grumpy. Why would he want to miss the best part of the day?

Quick text to Renge-chan telling her "Good Morning!" She's my favorite person. Love her so much.

I was outside throwing the ball for Antoinette when Shima found me. "Master Tamaki, your father and grandmother wish to see you at Suoh Mansion #1 at 2 o'clock this afternoon."

"Thank you, Shima. I'll be there. Please have my car ready at 1:30."

"Yes, Master Tamaki."

xXx

Fujioka Apartment:

"Haruhi? Are you still asleep? It's almost noon."

I peeled my eyes open and saw a blurry Dad in my doorway. I'd finally got to sleep around 5 this morning.

"Dad, I didn't sleep well last night."

"Alright, darling. When would you like me to wake you up?"

"Just let me sleep," I mumbled and rolled over.

"Don't forget, the security is setting up next door and may make some noise."

I was out again before he shut the door.

xXx

Deep in the Underground of the Black Onion Squad Headquarters:

"We'll keep him sedated throughout the trip, Ootori-sama."

"I don't want him to even know he's been moved."

"Yes, Sir."

I watched as Ootori Yoshio was drugged, put into a straitjacket, and loaded on the stretcher. Kyoya-sama was having him moved to Brazil. Into a room that looked just like this.

"Tachibana, join me," Kyoya-sama told me.

I'd been his guard for so long, I can read his moods and know his needs. He needs to vent to someone who will never tell another living soul.

I joined him in his father's cell. It reeked.

"At last that bastard is out of my life. He can do nothing in Brazil. Absolutely nothing."

I nodded.

"Haru is completely safe. He'll never have another chance at her."

I nodded.

In my opinion, he completely botched his entire relationship with Miss Haruhi. Such an amazing young woman. And he toyed with her emotions, her friends, and her future. Just like his father did to him.

"I'll never have to see that bastard again."

Just then, the officer in charge of the cells here at Headquarters came in.

"He's on his way to the airport. When he wakes up, he'll be in a room that looks just like this."

"Are the cameras arranged."

"Yes, Ootori-sama. He'll be monitored 24/7, just like he was here. Footage will be archived. Pertinent sections will be marked."

"Fine."

Kyoya-sama looked around the room and ordered, "Burn everything in here. Sanitize the room. Leave it empty for now."

"Yes, Ootori-sama."

"Tachibana let's go. I never want to see this room again."

xXx

Suoh Mansion #1:

"Good afternoon, Grandmother, Father."

"Tamaki, come in and sit down."

"Yes, Sir."

He looks nervous. As he should be. He's made progress, but he's still a bastard. He's not my heir. Not yet. Maybe not ever.

After bowing and sitting in front of my desk, I let Yuzuru take the lead. I prefer not to talk to him if needn't.

"Tamaki."

"Yes, Sir."

"We were impressed with your discussion on charitable opportunities during the Suoh Board Meeting."

"Thank you, Sir, Grandmother."

I was not that impressed. I appreciated him not making an idiot of himself and the family.

"I received a notable report from your follow-up meeting."

"Thank you, Sir."

Is that all he can say?

"I've made inquiries regarding your board membership at your newspaper and have heard nothing but good things."

"I strive hard to do well and bring actionable items to the meetings."

Silence filled the room. Next, Yuzuru will discuss a new challenge. Will that child realize how important it is?

"Your Grandmother and I wish to see your capability of running a company by yourself. You will purchase one of your own. Sole proprietorship. It does not need to be a large company. You'll need to manage it and continue to keep your grades at Ouran. Questions?"

Shocked, I watched the child pull out a leather-bound book and take notes. He's more serious than I've ever seen him.

"Timeframe?"

"By February 15th your ownership needs to be finalized."

"Financing?"

"I've set up an account of 2 billion yen ($20 million). This will cover purchase price, legal fees, etc. It will also be seed money if the business isn't solvent. You will not need to pay this back. Buy the company and make it yours, Tamaki."

"Criteria for your assessment?"

I was not expecting that question.

"If the company is not solvent, it needs to be. Profits increased by 50%. Positive reputation. And staying in the top 5 of your class. Assessment will be done after your first year in University."

After a few minutes more taking notes, he looked up at us both. "Thank you, Sir, Grandmother. I will not disappoint you."

"We're counting on you, Son."

"I will not let you down."

This next topic, Yuzuru fought long and hard for. I have not given my complete approval. Time will tell.

"Tamaki, I have one more topic."

"Yes, Sir."

"Houshakuji Renge."

His face flushed and then the color drained from it. Amusing. We've frightened him.

"What about Houshakuji-san?"

"You've been seeing quite a lot of her. Including a trip to the mountains for Christmas."

"Yes. Our trip to the lodge was supervised by Shima. I'd never do anything to injure Houshakuji-san's reputation."

"I'm aware Shima accompanied you. We've spoken with her."

Shima has been in my employ for over half a century. I trust her opinions. Her description of their behavior and feelings surprised me. That child never impressed me as a gentleman.

He remained quiet as Yuzuru started again. "What are your feelings towards her?"

"Sir?"

"How do you feel towards her, Son."

His eyes flickered between Yuzuru's and mine. With a determined breath he said, "I love her."

I'm surprised he admitted it.

"How does she feel about you?"

"She loves me."

"Your grandmother and I have discussed this extensively. With your approval, I will approach her father to discuss a marriage contract."

I've never been taken in by his charms, but that smile does light up the room. He's taking good care of his teeth.

"You have my approval."

Of that, I didn't have a doubt.

"Baring problems, I'll have the contract ready to be signed so you can propose in April after your graduation."

"Thank you, Sir."

"However, your wedding will not take place while she is still at Ouran."

"Yes, Sir."

"You and I will discuss the particulars of the contract later. Questions?"

"May I discuss this with Houshakuji-san?"

"Yes. If she's agreeable to this contract, she might smooth the process with her father."

"Thank you, Sir."

"You're welcome, Tamaki. Dismissed."

I watched him walk out of the room, then turned to my son. "You gave him much hope on the marriage contract."

"Mother, you've met her. Do you foresee a problem?"

"One never knows."

Driving back to Suoh Mansion #2:

"Renge-chan, put your best dress on. We're going out for dinner and dancing. We have to celebrate!"

His voice is so loud and hyper. It must be something big. "What are we celebrating?"

"It's a surprise. I'll pick you up at seven."

"I'll be ready. I love you."

"I love you too."

xXx

Somewhere in Tokyo:

I was sitting at the bar, relaxing. This week has been a tough one.

As I reached for my beer, I hear glass shattering and machine gun fire.

xXx

Author's Note:

OK, so I gave you a cliffhanger this time. You only have to wait a week.

A lot happened in this chapter. The Club found out about the shooting. I had Ritsu coming back the next day, thinking he wouldn't want to look weak in front of the other yakuza kids.

Hikaru is still on the road to recovery. There are always bumps along the way.

Did you like the cosplay? I had fun with it.

What about Haruhi's encounter in the grocery store? And the phone call after. She's a little OOC but think about what she's gone through. A shooting and then the harassment, not to mention Tamaki being a complete idiot. Not an easy week.

So, Tamaki's grandmother has stopped calling him 'filthy child' and moved onto 'child'. And she approved moving forward on marriage negotiations.

I have several couples in this story. Some will have problems. Some will break up. Some haven't come together yet. And some will be a sweet love story. Can you guess which?

And just what is Kyoya up to?

Next Chapter:

Another shooting? Who was in the bar?