Author's Note: This is it folks – the last chapter. Thank you for taking this journey with me. It's been a blast.

Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will.

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Date Posted: 5/9/2020

Trigger Warnings: Language and fluff…lots and lots of fluff…and some kissing

The Next Phase - Chapter 38: Moving Forward

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Saturday, April 9:

Early Morning, Somewhere In Tokyo:

Just gotta deal with this last guy, and it's over. Don't know what Mori-senpai's going to tell Haruhi, but she's out of this danger.

"What were you doing when you lost your job?" I growled, pointing at the guy. I'm about to offer him an out, but I can't be seen as the good guy, only the guy that doesn't want to kill him.

"I managed a taxi dispatch office."

"Why'd you lose your job?"

"Cutbacks. Fucking Uber." He stiffened his back and asked, "Is my family alright?"

"Yeah, they're fine."

I stared him down for a few minutes, but he didn't drop his eyes. Good. Spirit not broken…yet. I didn't want it broken.

"The other three are dead."

"Three?"

"You weren't stupid enough to think your boss was the top of this, were you?" I smirked when he hung his head. "Guess you were. His boss is dead too. And the one over him." I'll take credit for killing Ootori's dad, I've wanted to kill him since I knew he existed.

He processed that for a minute while I looked around. This place is a dump. Yeah, it's supposed to be, but that makes it even more obvious when we have to clean up just a part of it. Maybe it's time we set the thing on fire and start over somewhere else. The fellas are good, but unless you set something up like a fucking clean room, DNA can be missed.

"What's next?" He was eyeing the knife I was holding but couldn't see my gun from where he is.

"I'm going into business and want you to manage part of it for me."

He sighed and his shoulders slumped. He looks resigned. "This keeps my family safe?"

"No. This keeps me from killing you. Your family's safe no matter what."

Both me and the fellas managed to keep from laughing, but I almost busted my gut holding it in. It's like he didn't understand what I was saying. That I'd protect his family. What the fuck kind of monster does he think I am?

"My family's safe?"

"Yeah. They're under my protection, and they'll stay that way. Where they're located is up to you." I took a minute to walk around him, acting like I was considering something. "If I have to kill you, they'll be given housing on the Kasanoda compound. Your wife will be given a job in the kitchen or somewhere we need her. Your kid will go to school. Neither will be pulled into the life."

The Kasanoda Syndicate doesn't bring families into their shit, but I can't just let them go in case word gets around this idiot's a snitch.

"And if you don't kill me?"

"You and your family will be set up in Nagoya, and you'll manage the import part of my new business."

He stared at me with disgust, obviously thinking he'd be importing something like guns, drugs, or girls.

"My new completely legal business."

"Legal?"

"Completely legal. It's not a front. I own it, not the Syndicate."

I left with his word, promising to manage my office and keep his nose clean, and sent him home. I'll take him down to Nagoya next week sometime.

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Watanabe Spa:

"This is a great idea, Naoko. Thanks for inviting me."

"No problem. With graduation and Tamaki-senpai's party, a spa day was called for."

"Are you sure you want that color, Cho-chan? It's not your usual pink," Keiko-senpai asked. I looked over and was surprised to see a hot pink on Cho-senpai's toes.

Cho-senpai blushed and nodded. "It will match my shoes. The dress is a mixture of many different pinks, and I decided to go with bright shoes."

"Can't wait to see it."

"Yuki, you're not getting a color?"

Now's the best time to tell them. I didn't want to do it too early. "No. It will just get ruined by the sand." I kept talking before they could ask. "I'm going to Hawaii after graduation and missing Tamaki-senpai's party."

"What?" My best friend just stared at me.

"Kyoya-senpai is taking Akito-kun, me, and his sister's family to Hawaii for a week. We'll all get some time to know each other without any pressure."

"He couldn't wait until tomorrow? Doesn't he want to go to his best friend's graduation party and see him propose to Renge?"

"We had to go tonight so we could spend a full week. Something about his work." It was an odd reason, but I wasn't going to second guess Kyoya-senpai after everything he's done for me.

"That's strange. You'd think he'd not worry about a full week and stay for the party."

"It doesn't matter, Naoko-chan. I'm sure he checked with Tamaki first," Cho-senpai said, smiling at me and blowing on her fingernails. "Besides, I think it's romantic, Yuki-chan going off to the beach to spend more time with her fiancé. I'm a little jealous."

My face flushed at her comments. "He's not my fiancé, Cho-senpai, and his sister will be there as our chaperone."

"You're not engaged yet." Her voice is teasing me. Then she did something very un-Cho-senpai-like. She waggled her eyebrows.

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I'm jealous too but won't admit it out loud. I'd hoped to date Mori-senpai but realized quickly he's focused on Haruhi. With his parents being her guardians, they'll probably arrange a marriage between them.

My parents warned me against dating an American, or at least dating them seriously. They didn't come right out and say it, but with their warnings and some comments about Yuki's arranged marriage, I could tell they're thinking about that for me. More as a protection than to advance the business. They want me taken care of.

"Keiko-senpai, are you ready for Stanford?"

I pulled myself out of my daydream to answer Yuki who clearly changed the subject. "I think so. I spoke with my father, and he agreed that interning at the company was a good idea. I'll rotate through the marketing, accounting, and sales departments. It has the added benefit of helping me narrow down the classes I want to take."

"Are you starting with the summer or fall semester?"

"Fall, most likely, but I'll go over sometime in the summer to set up the apartment and see some sights. I need some help with my English."

"Haruhi's practically fluent. Have some conversations with her."

"Good idea. Thanks."

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I wonder what Kaoru is doing right now. Probably putting the finishing touches on my dress for tonight. He said it was white with black trim, so I'm borrowing my mother's black and white diamond necklace and matching earrings. She tried to insist I bring along my own security guard, but I talked her out of it. That would completely ruin any alone time I could have with Kaoru.

Jealousy is an ugly thing, but I'm jealous. I'm jealous of Tamaki-senpai and Renge getting engaged, and Yuki going off to be with her fiancé. I don't care what she says, I'm sure they'll be engaged when they get back.

Will Kaoru and I get married right after graduation next year? He'd have to propose soon so I can plan an amazing wedding.

I looked across the room at the stylist doing Keiko-senpai's nails trying to sit comfortably while very pregnant. That's a thought.

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Morinozuka Estate:

"Har-u-hi."

I cringed at the tone of the twin's voices, a teasing tone. What are they here for?

"Yes?"

Mori…Takashi-senpai and I are sitting out on the back porch (although they call it a veranda), eating lunch and enjoying an unusually warm day for early April.

"We brought your dress for tonight."

"And your shoes."

"Great." I turned to see the garment bag and box. "That dress better have a back. That stick-on bra was uncomfortable." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Takashi-senpai's face turn red. It's just a bra. Half the world wears one. "And those shoes better have short heels."

Hikaru smirked, but Kaoru smacked him on the arm before he could start. "It has a back, a front, sleeves, and a skirt. All the necessary pieces," Kaoru said while he opened the box and showed me the shoes. "And these are flats. I took pity on you after last night."

I blew out the breath I'd been holding and took a sip of tea. "Thanks, Kaoru. I mean it."

He smiled back and asked, "What are you wearing to graduation?"

"Umeko-san and I found a dress while we were in Frankfurt and bought shoes to match. Don't worry," I laughed, "I won't be wearing jeans and a t-shirt."

Kaoru sank into the chair across from me and said, "Good. I trust Umeko-san to dress you."

"Yeah," Hikaru said, also sitting down, "can't have you looking like a mess. Press will be there."

My head jerked up, and I saw their smiles. "You're kidding, right?"

"Nope. Think about all the elite graduating. Once they're done with high school, the press can really go after them. Plus," he grinned at me, and I started to feel queasy, "Tamaki-senpai's party will have a red carpet. It will be wall to wall press."

"Great."

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Morinozuka Security Office:

"You asked to see me, Eiji."

I stood and bowed respectfully to my boss, Oshiro-sama. "Yes, Sir. Goto Akio, the security guard at Petto Chinmi, flagged this letter to Haruhi-sama. After reading it, I wanted you to be aware."

We both sat, and I handed him a copy of the letter. I'd written notes and underlined phrases. The original was being printed.

"Doesn't sound that bad. She hasn't gotten marriage proposals before?"

"She has. However, this is the third one from this person."

We discussed the lack of signature, return address, and any personal information about the writer. The first two had been printed, and they found nothing. I'm sure this one will be the same.

"Eiji, I don't think this is as big a concern as you do, but the lack of prints is a red flag. Have the letters profiled. See what they say."

"Yes, Sir."

"Next time you flag one, send it to the profilers. You don't have to wait for my approval."

His lack of concern surprises me. Because she's still new to the household and the modeling, being overly cautious is necessary. We're still adjusting to her threat level, and all threats need to be taken seriously.

"I will, and Oshiro-sama," he paused as he stood up, "Takashi-sama informed me that the threat to Haruhi-sama associated with the car being driven off the cliff is over."

"Did he give you details?"

"No, but he was positive the threat is gone."

"Good. We can pull the extra guards off the detail."

"Yes, Sir."

After he left, I pulled up Haruhi-sama's calendar on my tablet. My team's been preparing for the dog show next weekend in Karuizawa. Haruhi-sama insists on taking the train and staying at a pension. Fortunately, with enough advance notice, we can accommodate her request. There shouldn't be any problems.

Then the marathon the next weekend. We swapped around a few people so those that are able to run a marathon will be with Satoshi-sama. The rest will guard the event in general or walk with Haruhi-sama.

Then there's the fashion show, classes starting again, then the National Dog Show. We'll never grow bored watching over her.

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Morinozuka Library:

"Thank you for meeting with us on a Saturday, Kobayashi-san."

"It's my honor, Takashi-sama, Satoshi-sama. What can I do for you today?"

I told Taka this could wait until next week, but he insisted. The more we can get off our plates now the better, he said. So, he dragged Kobayashi-san over to the estate on a Saturday to plan the next six months of our housing business so we could ignore it while training.

This could have waited until Monday.

"Satoshi and I will be devoting more and more time to our training for the Olympics. We want to plan out the next six months for the company now to avoid distractions later."

I've told him that this is a problem. Why we have to be so hands-on, I don't know. Kobayashi-san is a great manager, or we wouldn't have hired him. He knows what to do. Taka's worrying over nothing.

"Of course, Takashi-sama. Let's go through the acquisitions coming up and any improvements you wish to make on current holdings."

It took over an hour, but Taka was satisfied when Kobayashi-san left.

I finally stood up to walk off my pent-up energy. "Why did we have to do that? All we did was approve what he's already doing."

Taka sighed and crossed his arms. "I'm taking this next semester off. I'm meeting with the BOD and executive director for Zuka Sports next week so I can confirm they are fine on their own. Knowing this company is fine without my attention relieves more stress."

He walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder. "Somewhere in the past year, I became overwhelmed, and I don't like it. I need to focus on training for the next five months but can't if I'm concerned about my businesses."

"Yeah, I can see that." That's why I didn't have an active role in mine.

"The only one I can't push off is the new nightclub, the Okama nightclub. The structure is done, and decorating is progressing. All the employees from Ranka-san's old bar have agreed to transfer, and I'll close that one." He sat down and ran his hands through his hair. "I must be involved in the final details and the opening."

"Does Haruhi-senpai know about the name yet?"

"No. That's another thing I have to do."

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Ouran Theater:

"There they are," I yelled and pointed at the stage. Tama-chan, Keiko-chan, and my Cho-chan are graduating today. "See, Usa-chan! There they are."

When I saw Cho-chan's parents turn around, I waved. They're a nice couple and raised an amazing daughter. I've done my best to make a good impression. She's going to be my wife one day.

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I felt the disapproval rolling off Chika and nudged his knee with mine. He turned to me and said, "Sorry, Haruhi-senpai. Sometimes he still drives me crazy."

"I'm not trying to say you can't be crazy, just maybe not scowl at him in public."

"Fine."

I was smiling at Tamaki-senpai on the stage when my eyes were caught by Kyoya-senpai sitting next to him. They were first and second in the class. I quickly turned away. Takashi-senpai must have noticed because he took my hand and squeezed.

I smiled up at him, saying thank you with my eyes.

It struck me how different this graduation is from last year's. Hikaru had been back two weeks, and we'd only seen each other a few times. Kyoya-senpai and I were dating. A shiver went down my spine just thinking about that. Honey-senpai gave the speech, and I was still a boy in the eyes of my classmates.

A year later, my relationship with Kyoya-senpai is over, ruined. Hikaru and I are good friends again. Tamaki's getting engaged tonight. And the Host Club is closed.

As we'd walked in and found seats, several of our club guests begged us to reconsider. We gently said no. It's a good thing we waited until last night to tell them. Having a few weeks off before classes start again will keep us all from having to dodge those begging eyes.

In two days, Sayo and I start talking about my Host Club debt. That brings in Kyoya-senpai and everything that happened in the last two years. I'm not ready even with the medication.

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My stomach clenched as I watched Haru wipe a tear from her cheek. She'd just turned away from me after catching my eye. I had no idea she was still hurting like that. Because of me. The only way I can make it up to her is to leave her alone.

"Kyoya, stop staring at Haruhi."

I turned to my ex-best friend and whispered, "I'm trying. She looks so sad. Is she still hurting that much?"

"Yes. Leave her alone."

I resisted the urge to slump in my seat. An Ootori never displays weakness.

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"This is so exciting, isn't it, Kaoru?"

I nodded to Naoko and continued staring at the stage without seeing it. All my attention is focused on my fashion show in three weeks. The debut of my entire line. I'll be touring the factory in two weeks. So far, the samples I'm seeing look good. We've gone back and forth on some seam allowances and stitch counts, but no problems. After this initial show, there'll be another in June. That's when everything goes on sale nationwide. This one is so stores can place orders.

"I can't wait to see Tamaki-senpai propose to Renge tonight. It's so romantic, getting engaged right after high school."

"I suppose. It works for them."

I've picked the suit for Haruhi to wear to the show. She'll have to suffer through one more fitting. It has to be perfect. No matter how hard Mao and I tried, we couldn't get the jewelry done for this season, so I found some costume stuff for Haruhi to wear with the suit. Something that everyone could find if they liked it. I used the same price range to accessorize the models.

We did find a commoner jewelry designer, an up-and-coming one just out of university. They will be included in the fall line. It will be mostly basics with some outfit specific pieces. They will all incorporate my logo somehow. I was going to use the standard Hitachiin logo, but Mom insisted I have one of my own. She was right. Having one specifically for the 'Every Woman' line makes it feel a cut above the rest of the commoner fashions.

"I wonder what the ring looks like. I'm sure it's beautiful."

"Tamaki-senpai wouldn't buy anything less than perfect."

Naoko! I completely forgot about her in the show. I'll put her in a suit and sit her with Haruhi. Maybe not. I don't want her mistaken as a model for the line. The best thing would be to dress all the 'girlfriends' and have them sit together away from Haruhi. She's sitting in the VIP section with Hika and Mom. They'll have to wear costume jewelry. Won't that be fun telling them that?

"Yen for your thoughts?"

I pulled my eyes away from the stage and turned to Naoko. "Sorry about that. Just going through everything left to do before the fashion show. I need to get suits for you, Renge, Yuki, Shinobu, Keiko-senpai, and Cho-senpai, or at least the ones that want to go. Not sure about Shinobu."

"Oh."

"Something wrong?"

"No, nothing."

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Father, as Chairman of Ouran, is on stage with us, but I found Grandmother out in the audience sitting with Reynard and Renge-chan. I'm honored she chose to attend. I supposed it could be for appearances, but I'll choose to believe she wanted to see me graduate.

The speeches have started and Kyoya's next. I wonder what he'll say.

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When Ootori stood to give his speech, Haruhi looked down at her lap and started playing with her purse strap. I knew she'd ignore his speech.

I didn't want to hear it either. It won't be as good as Mitsukuni's was last year for our graduating class.

Try as I might, I still heard some phrases.

"…taking over the Ootori Conglomeration…"

"…learning through trial by fire…"

"…made mistakes this last year…"

"…encourage all of you to achieve your goals through single-minded perseverance…"

"…and to all of my friends, thank you…"

Before I knew it, Chairman Suoh was handing out diplomas. As the names were called, our group either clapped or cheered. Before we left the house, father reminded Satoshi and me to cheer for Ootori. Keeping up appearances is necessary for business even in this setting.

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"Did you finish your little project?"

"Yeah. It was messy, but it's done. The fellas are finalizing the cleanup this weekend."

"Good. Anything you need to tell me?"

"Don't think so. It shouldn't run into any Himura Syndicate business. Important thing is, she's safe. The threat is over."

"What are you going to tell her?"

"No idea. Mori-senpai's handling that. I only know he's not going to tell her the truth."

"That's the right choice. She'd never forgive herself if she knew."

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After I received my diploma and sat back down, I stared at that bitch, Fujioka Haruhi. Ever since I was kicked out of the Host Club, she completely ignores me. Treats me like I don't exist. I'll show her. I'll walk out of Ouran today as the victor.

That little Haninozuka kid can't do anything to me. He may think he can ruin my family, but it's impossible. My father's untouchable.

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I caught Ayanokoji-senpai glaring at Haruhi and made up my mind. I'll take the entire chain of bakeries, and I'll do it on Monday. I thought I'd be satisfied with that, but it doesn't even scratch the surface. Since the confrontation yesterday, I've become more and more angry. It's not befitting a Haninozuka nor a karate champion, but she has no honor. To attack Haruhi-senpai like that, causing loud noises and setting off panic attacks.

No, the bakery isn't enough. It's her mother's business that she treats as a hobby. I'll focus my attention on her father's investments and business. They won't know what hit them.

I smirked at her when she glanced at me. One of her security guards planted three more speakers in this theater before anyone arrived. Before anyone but my security guards arrived. The speakers are deactivated, and Ayanokoji-senpai will be denied her final chance at Haruhi-senpai.

As the Alien would say, 'Picking on my friends is bad'.

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"Congratulations, Boss," I said, tossing confetti at him. A little payback for the glitter he tossed around last year. "Congratulations Keiko-senpai, Cho-senpai."

They were getting hugs and handshakes, but I was watching Ootori. He joined a group of people that included Yuki and someone who had to be Ootori's brother. I guess that's his sister and her family. After some handshakes, they left the room. Off to Hawaii. Kaoru and I were surprised when Naoko told us, and even more surprised when the Boss said he already knew.

I still wish Ootori was dead, but from everything I've heard and researched, his brother seems OK. He better be, or I'll make him regret even looking at Yuki. She's one of my good friends, and I protect my friends.

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Fancypants French Restaurant:

"Congratulations again on your graduation, Rene," I said to my future son-in-law. It's strange to think my little girl will be married in a year.

"Thank you. It's such a relief to put high school behind me."

"Is everything ready for tonight?"

My daughter put her hands over her ears and said, "Don't talk about it here. I don't want to know any details."

Rene nodded and took one of her hands, "No details, Darling. Just know I'm ready."

They look at each other the way my wife and I did when we were young. Renge chose well.

Yuzuru spoke up, "The press is all arranged. A full red carpet and press gauntlet will welcome all our guests. Within minutes of the announcement, the entirety of Japan will know of the engagement."

Not how I would have arranged it, but she is marrying a Suoh. Their family is at the top echelon of Japan's elite and is much more political than we are.

"Will Shizue-san be joining us?" She was at the graduation, but not here for dinner, and I'm concerned. Her enthusiasm for this engagement was lacking.

"Mother is taking care of some business that can't wait. I know she's looking forward to tonight and won't miss it."

Good. I nodded my approval. If the press reported that the current head of the Suoh family didn't attend her grandson's graduation and engagement party, wild rumors would circulate.

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Tamaki hid his confusion well. I know he wants his grandmother to be here, but she's resting. It was luck I found out about the cancer, accidently seeing that prescription for pain on her desk. Mother is the most stubborn person I know and decided to forgo chemotherapy and radiation. Weakness is something she doesn't tolerate.

It occurred to me that her illness was the reason she agreed so quickly to allow Tamaki to move into Suoh Mansion #1. That she wishes to spend more time with him. It will do them both good.

"Are you all packed, Tamaki?"

"Yes, Sir. The majority of my things will be moved in tonight during the party. I'll spend one last night at the second mansion, then move the rest over tomorrow." He's so excited, he's practically bouncing in his chair. As I watched him, I saw realization hit, and he calmed down. "I'm honored to be welcomed on the main estate."

For reasons I know but don't understand, I allowed my Mother to treat my son like trash. To isolate him from not only his mother, but me, the one person who should have been a friendly face to him as he adjusted to Japan. I should never have allowed it.

"It will be good to have you close. I know I'll enjoy spending more time with you." I turned to Renge, "And you will have a year to redecorate before the wedding. Any ideas?"

Renge blushed and looked down at her plate for a few seconds. She's very charming. "A few, but it didn't seem appropriate to consider it before the engagement was announced."

"I was going to give this to you both later, but," I pulled an envelope out of my pocket and handed it to her, "now seems right."

It was a credit card and balance sheet for the account I'd set up to redecorate the mansion. Renge smiled back at me. "Thank you very much."

"Put it to good use. Let me know if you need more."

Mother was aghast at the amount, but I overruled her. After what we'd put him through, Tamaki and his wife deserved to live in a place they made their home.

When discussing the wedding, I made the mistake of bringing up Anne-Sophie, a subject that's been taboo for the last four years. Mother snapped at me, saying that I could do as I see fit after she was dead, but not before. I've already made inquiries as to Anne-Sophie's location and condition. Mother has her hidden well, but I will find her.

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Ootori Private Jet:

I'm looking out the window and can hardly keep still. The pacific is beautiful, so blue. I'm on my way to Hawaii with the Ootori family, which might be my family soon.

In less than two weeks my life has completely changed. I might get married to someone who will treat me as a partner and respect my wishes, I've moved out of my father's house, and I'll be taking the classes I want to next year. Akito-kun actually supports the idea of me becoming an author!

Kyoya-senpai's been so supportive. He setup that bank account for me and told me to have fun using it. Then there's the Ootori family phone and laptop. He had his IT department move all my information and files over, and when he gave them to me, he said, 'There's no spyware on these'. I knew my father was tracking me through my devices.

The most important things they've all given me are time and space to figure things out for myself and make my own decisions. I think I'm already falling for Akito-kun, but I have time to make sure. I don't want to base a marriage exclusively on the fact that he's not like my father.

"Yuki-chan, mind if I sit with you?" Akito-kun had walked up with two cups of tea and was smiling at me.

"Of course not." I gestured at the chair next to me and said, "Please."

"I thought we could take this time and get to know each other a little better." He adjusted the seatback and took a sip of tea. "Have you ever been to Hawaii?"

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Akito and Yuki-chan are talking about vacations they've taken, and they're both smiling. She's touching her neck, and he's leaning forward, both flirting gestures. Fuyumi whispered in my ear, "They look good together."

"They do. I think Akito might go shopping for an engagement ring this week. Care to wager?"

"No. He might shop for one, but I don't think he'll ask. I think Yuki-chan's going to want more time."

"You're probably right. It's a big decision, and she can make it herself. It will eventually be yes, though."

"Definitely. I'll enjoy having her for a sister."

We were interrupted by Sota running through the cabin, dodging his nanny. "Sota-kun, you need to stay seated on the plane," she called after him.

"Time for my surprise," I told Fuyumi and pulled a wrapped present from the closet. "Sota-kun, would you like to open this?" I held it up and his eyes grew as wide as saucers.

"Uncle Kyoya! Is that a present for me?"

"It is, but you must sit down to open it. Let's go to the dining area. You'll want to be at a table for this."

A few minutes later I was awarded with a huge smile as he held up a box. "Look Mom! Spaceship Legos!"

We played with them for almost two hours before he fell asleep in his chair.

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Akito had gone to lie down, so I moved to sit by Yuki. She looked up and seemed to hesitate for a second.

"Is something wrong?"

"No…not really."

I put my hand over hers, "Yuki-chan, not only am I your guardian, you might be my sister, and I think we're becoming friends. You can tell me anything, and I won't get upset."

Her lips turned into a half smile, and she said, "I don't have the right clothes for this trip. Not really. I packed what I have, but…"

"Oh, don't worry about that. I know this was short notice, so I've planned a trip for the two of us to go shopping. You can get whatever you need and want, and I'll probably pick up a couple things too," I said with a wink.

"You don't mind?"

"Absolutely not. I want to. It will give us some girl time together."

That earned a full smile. "I'd like that."

"Are you hungry?"

"A little."

I gestured for the attendant to bring over the sushi I'd ordered. During the past week, she'd told me some of her favorite foods.

We ate quietly for a while before she spoke up. "Fuyumi-san, I want to thank you so much for everything you and Shido-san have done for me. You've opened your home and taken on my guardianship. There's no way I could ever thank you enough."

I watched her play with her chopsticks, her hands trembling. "You're welcome, Yuki-chan, very welcome. We're happy to."

"I also…" she cleared her throat, "I also want to stay with you. I know Kyoya-senpai mentioned other guardians, but I'd prefer to stay with you."

A huge wave of relief swept through me, relaxing muscles I didn't know were tight. We'd all hoped for this. Not only will it make getting to know Akito and plan the wedding easier, but it will be harder for her father to influence her life. He has no power over the Ootori family. Plus, we all adore her and want her to stay.

"That's wonderful news. I just know you'll be happy."

And I'll make sure you are.

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I walked into the back room to lie down and found Akito wide awake, sitting against the headboard. This private plane has a bedroom with four single beds. It's the best one we have for traveling with family.

"I thought you were tired."

"Exhausted. Finals wiped me out, but I can't seem to sleep."

"Yuki-chan?"

"Yes." He swung his legs around to the side and sat on the edge of the bed. "She's amazing. I want to propose now. I want to be married tomorrow. I want to be able to talk to her all day and all night."

"Talk?" I asked, raising a brow.

He blushed. "And other things."

"Good. Give her some time, and I'm sure she'll feel the same way. But," I pointed at him, "no eloping. Unfortunately, I can't eliminate the political side to your wedding."

"I know." He ran his hands through his hair a few times and asked, "What about you?"

"I'm not getting married anytime soon."

"What about school?"

He doesn't know all the details about Haru and the Host Club, so I didn't fill him in on those. I said there are private reasons for a distance between me and the group. I told him how I was uncomfortable going to Todi, knowing I could run into them and even have classes with Tamaki.

"You can always go to a different university."

"No. Todi's the best. An Ootori, especially the CEO of the company, must go to the best schools."

"There are other best schools around the world."

Tachibana had mentioned something about that as well. Come to think of it, so did Tamaki. How would I manage the business when I'm out of the country?

"It won't work. I can't be out of the country that much. I'm the CEO and Chairman of the Conglomeration for fuck's sake."

I looked up and scowled at him when a pillow hit my head. "What are you? Sota's age?" But I threw it back.

"I know the business is important, and I know you are important to it, but you can't be the only one on the planet able to handle the day-to-day operations."

"I've hired good people," I said hesitantly, knowing where he was going with this.

"Then let them do their jobs. I'm sure you watch their every move, and that can't be good for either you or them. You either trust them or you don't. And if you don't, why hire them?"

"I'm taking this week off, aren't I?"

"Are you? I saw you on your laptop, and I'm sure you weren't playing 'World of Warcraft' or 'Farmville'."

I snorted at that. Me? Play computer games? "I don't think anyone plays 'Farmville' anymore. I sold all my stock in the company."

"You know what I mean," and he threw the pillow back. Idiot.

"Yeah. Yeah." I sighed and thought about it. "Problem is, they're all at least a half day away by plane, some a lot more."

"California is only eight hours." He leaned over and poked me on the knee. "You don't have to go to Harvard, Yale, or Oxford. What about Stanford? I'm sure you could do some classes online, and you'd have an office there and do meetings online too. It's close enough to fly back for important things. If you could stand being on the plane a lot, you could even split your week."

"The BOD and I have been discussing expanding into America."

"There you go. You could open a hospital right there in San Francisco and be there to oversee every step."

I said with a frown, "It's an idea."

"And I have an even better one. Let's go over for a day this week and look around. We could bring Yuki-chan, and she and I could do our own sightseeing."

"I'll think about it."

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Graduation Party, Flagship Suoh Hotel, Downtown Tokyo:

As I looked out the limo windows, I was blinded by all the camera flashes despite the dark tint. "I have to walk through that?"

"Might as well get used to it, Haruhi-senpai," Chika huffed as he adjusted his tie, "You're a ward of the Morinozuka's, you're friends with the Suoh's Hitachiin's, and Haninozuka's, you're the face of Kaoru-senpai's fashion line, and you own your own company. All that at 17. You'll be living with it for a while."

Takashi-senpai ruffled my hair. "Don't worry. I'll walk you through it. You don't have to answer questions or even stop for pictures if you don't want to."

"You can run through it if you want to, but I'm going to answer questions and get my picture taken."

"I'm not surprised," Chika smirked. "You answer your fan mail."

"So what?"

As the door opened, Satoshi exited first, waiving to the crowd and posing for pictures. Fortunately, it was the perfect distraction for us. Takashi-senpai led me down the carpet with his hand on the small of my back. Chika walked behind us, blocking pictures that way.

He's right, though. I do need to get used to it, so halfway down, I stopped, turned to the cameras, and gave them my best host smile and waved. I was instantly blinded. Great.

"Fujioka! This way!"

"Fujioka! Can we get a smile?"

"Fujioka! How are you enjoying your newfound fame?"

I didn't answer questions.

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"Haruhi! My darling friend!" As she reached the end of the carpet, I ran out and hugged her tight. "I'm so happy you made it."

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, Tamaki-senpai." She smiled at me, and I hugged her again. Then she whispered, "You may want to let go before the press gets the wrong idea."

Oh, no. I dropped my arms immediately and turned to Mori-senpai, Satoshi, and Chika and shook their hands.

"Welcome to my graduation party!" I put my arms around the two younger ones and led them into the ballroom. Chika shrugged my arm off right away.

"Those crazy doppelgangers are already here somewhere with Naoko if you want to look for them."

"Mitsukuni and Cho will be here soon. He left to pick her up the same time we did," Mori-senpai said.

"Good. I arranged for Kasanoda and Shinobu to come in through the back and avoid the press. I'm not sure if they are here or not."

I noticed Haruhi stiffen her shoulders. "Are you saying I could have come in the back? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Everyone else is coming down the carpet. I only made the exception for them because I didn't want armed yakuza in front of the press."

I'm flashing her the puppy eyes. I know it's unfair, but she needs to understand the situation. I want everyone to know all my friends came.

"Whatever." She looked around. "There better be some fancy tuna around here somewhere."

I pointed out the buffet tables, "Over there. I ordered it just for you."

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I walked up behind Haruhi and covered her eyes, "Guess who?"

"Hikaru, how old are you? Twelve?"

"Ah…how do you know I'm not Kaoru?"

"Aside from the fact that your hands are softer?" She turned around and smiled, "I can tell from your voice."

"Damn, Haruhi. You're the only one in the world that can do that."

"I know."

"And my hands are just as manly as Kaoru's!"

Then she smirked at me. "I'm sure they are."

I'm going to let that slide because I'm in a good mood. "Wanna dance?"

"Sure."

I pulled her out on the dance floor and spun her into a waltz. "Damn, you're short."

"Ha. Ha. You two put me in flats, remember?"

"I remember. Lets me comment on your height."

I spun her out and pulled her back.

A year and a half ago, I lost my grip on reality and attacked her. A year ago, I'd just been released from the nut house and didn't come near her during Mori-senpai's and Honey-senpai's graduation party. I was too nervous. Now look at us. Dancing together at Tamaki-senpai's graduation party. Talking and laughing like the friends we're supposed to be. I've come a long way. Doc says I should be proud. I guess I am, looking at Haruhi right now and loving her as a friend.

"Hey," she said, breaking me out of my thoughts. "I'm so happy you're my friend."

I smiled and kissed her forehead. "It's like you read my mind."

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"I want to dance with Satoshi next."

"No, it's my turn."

"I've been waiting through five songs."

This must stop. Sure, the idea of girls fighting over me is fun, but it's definitely not a good idea.

"Ladies, ladies, please. I hope to dance with all of you, starting with those I didn't get a chance to dance with last night. No fighting or I'll have to ask you to sit the night out."

That quieted everyone down fast. I grabbed one of my more level-headed designees, and we glided out to the floor.

"You're becoming quite the player, Satoshi-kun. Do you have a favorite?"

"Right now, I'm having fun. I treat everyone with respect and see them as friends. I'm too wrapped up in training for anything else."

"I'm glad to hear that, but if you change your mind, I'm right here."

Shit.

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"Chika-chan, you should get out there and dance."

I looked up from my phone and sighed at the Alien. "There's no one here I want to dance with, besides," I held up my phone, "I'm busy."

"That's rude. What could be so important?"

"It's a present for you, you alien."

He pouted and stared with wide eyes. "I don't believe you."

"So, don't believe me, but I don't want to dance with anyone."

That's when Cho-senpai came up and saved my sanity. "Honey-kun, let's dance!"

"Yea!"

And…they're gone.

OK, so it might not be technically a present since I'm going to sell him the bakery chain, but he wouldn't have to opportunity without me and my business acumen. My financial adviser, lawyer, and I are having a text conversation about Monday and the takeover. We're also coming up with ideas to ruin her father. I've already tasked investigators to dig up what they can find. There aren't many that are clean enough to pass their scrutiny.

I kept my smirk to myself when I saw Kaoru-senpai and Naoko-senpai sneaking out the back. How can they be so wrapped up in each other to not realize we all know what's going on? I saw a condom in Kaoru-senpai's wallet on Tuesday when he got his donation money out. I'm not judging. I don't care what they do. It's just funny they think they're keeping it from the rest of us.

There's Haruhi-senpai attacking the fancy tuna again. She's coming this way.

"Do you mind if I sit here?"

"No."

I went to put my phone away when she stopped me. "Please, don't stop on my account. After the ball last night and then graduation this afternoon, I'm socialized out. I just want to sit and recharge."

"No problem." I turned back to my phone knowing exactly what she feels like. She and I can only stand a crowd of people for so long before it exhausts us, although she's less of an introvert than I am.

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I knew Chika would understand. He and Takashi-senpai would be the only ones.

Strange. I have so many friends, but still feel lonely at times. Everyone's so busy with their own things. I can't help but be a little jealous of Honey-senpai and Cho-senpai, Kaoru and Naoko, and Tamaki-senpai and Renge. They've all found someone they can talk to about anything. I could talk to some of the guys about most anything, but not like a partner. I may be jealous, but the very thought of dating again turns my stomach. I'm sure I can trust all of them, but I thought I could trust Kyoya-senpai…

I finished my tuna and turned to Chika. He's all over his phone, probably doing high level investment things that I wouldn't understand and don't really need to.

Without even looking up, he asked, "Did you and Honami-san get your shared calendar set up?"

"Yes, we did. Thanks for showing me how. I spoke with Eiji and tied it into security's calendar. Now, no one has to ask me about my schedule." He looked up and I smiled, "It's crazy what you can do on your phone."

"There's an app for almost everything. You could even play GO on there if you want."

"Really? Show me." I scooted over to the chair next to his and he took my phone.

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"Honey-kun, do you think it's too soon to talk to our parents?" Her cheeks were rosy as she looked up at me. Dancing with her is like a dream.

"Not at all. I want to be with you for the rest of my life, Cho-chan. The rest of our lives should start as soon as possible, don't you think?"

"Definitely. My parents will insist on a year-long engagement."

A year? Does it take that long to plan a wedding? "That's a long time."

"It is. We need to talk to them soon."

"I'll talk to my parents tomorrow and ask them to approach yours." I spun her around even faster. "This is so exciting."

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"What do you think of Haninozuka Mitsukuni, Dear?"

I've been keeping an eye on my daughter all night, and she's only left his side once. What's the best way to explain this to my wife?

"I think there's something wrong with him." She gasped, but I continued, "I can't decide if he's emotionally stunted or if it's a mental disability. I didn't want to say anything sooner, because I was hoping Cho would realize on her own that he's not right."

"I'm not sure it's that serious. He's always so polite."

"I'm not faulting his manners, just his overall personality. Look at him," I gestured to the dance floor, "he's almost nineteen and he dresses in pink and carries a stuffed rabbit everywhere. He eats cake like there's no other food on the planet. No wonder his growth is stunted."

"Surely that doesn't mean…"

"He's not right for Cho, and it worries me that she's not smart enough to see that."

"Love blinds you to many things," she paused and tilted her head, "so does being an overprotective parent."

"Are you saying you actually approve of him?" I can't believe my own wife disagrees with me on this. Our opinions almost always match. That's what makes us such a powerful pair.

"I'm saying Cho's in love with him. I'm saying that if you disapproved so much, you should have put a stop to this much sooner. I'm saying we might have to accept him as a son-in-law."

"He'll have to prove to me he's an actual adult before I'll ever give my permission for the marriage. Our daughter deserves the best."

"How can he prove himself? What are you going to do?"

"I'm not sure yet." Whatever I come up with, the results will be telling.

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"Kaoru, this is a storage closet."

"It'll do. I can't keep my hands off you."

He pushed me against the closed door and took my breath away with a kiss. My dress only went down to mid-thigh, so he pulled it up enough so I could wrap my legs around him when he lifted me. Then his hands were up the back of my dress stroking my skin.

"Kaoru…Ahhhh."

My breasts were smashed up against his chest, and I could feel his heart racing. I'm sure he could feel mine with his lips that were all over my throat.

He sets fire to every part of me with a touch. It's like we're addicted to each other.

"Kaoru, please…"

He's unzipping my dress and moaning against my neck. I could do this forever.

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"Thanks, Chika. Now I can practice and beat Takashi-senpai."

"I'm not sure how much time he'll have for that now that the Olympics are getting closer. The three of us will be spending most of our time in the dojo."

"But you can't train all day, every day. Don't you take breaks?"

"Well, Satoshi and I will still be going to school, but Takashi won't. He'll have more free time than we will. He might want a game to wind down."

"I hope so."

I ran my hands through my hair and tried not to squirm in my seat. I'm tired of sitting here.

"Would you like to dance?"

"Yes, I would. Thanks, Chika."

She's the only one here I'd dance with, except for Mother if she drags me out there.

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"Come on, Asshole. Let's dance."

"Where did you get that dress? It covers everything." After last night, she's practically dressed as a spinster or something.

"Damn right it covers everything." She leaned in to whisper in my ear. "It covers all the marks you left last night. At least you left my neck alone."

"I was trying to leave them where they weren't obvious."

"Thanks for that. Really. I don't want to explain something like that to my parents."

"No fucking shit. And I don't want to get shot."

She tossed her head back and laughed. "Dad wouldn't shoot you. He'd probably only break your knees and move the wedding date up."

"Oh, well if that's all," I nipped at her earlobe, "I might be willing to risk it."

"Down, boy. We're not getting married while we're still in high school. Everyone will think I'm pregnant."

"Hey," I said, slowing down and looking at her dead in the eyes, "that brings up something I've been meaning to ask."

"Pregnancy brings up something you want to ask me? What the fuck?"

"Calm down, you crazy chick. I just want to know when you see us having kids."

"Oh." That's a cute blush. I picked the pace back up. "I'm not sure, but probably not right away. The syndicates will have enough trouble getting used to the idea of the marriage before we hit them with kids and the merger."

"True."

We went around the dancefloor a couple more times and then the song changed.

"What did you get for the first answer on that geometry test?"

"Thirty degrees."

"What? The answer was an angle? It wasn't the circumference? Shit."

The more we compared the worse it got. We didn't have the same answer for one single fucking question.

"Does that mean neither of us passed?"

"Yeah. We probably both failed."

"Thanks, Princess. That makes me feel great."

"I live to serve."

Another song started, but we headed for the food.

"So, Bu, I'm starting a business."

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After dancing with Mother, I finally had the chance to ask Haruhi to dance. She'd been out with Hikaru, Chika, Tamaki, and several others including Father.

"Thank you for asking me to dance, Takashi-senpai. You're such a strong lead, I hardly have to think when I dance with you. It's relaxing."

My lips curved up slightly at the thought of helping her relax. She's been tense and tired lately. At least she's eating again.

As we danced around the floor, I watched her eyes wander the room. I didn't want to interrupt her musings, so I ended up lost in my own.

After my workout, I spent this morning meditating about my priorities. The Olympics, my businesses, Haruhi, the nightclub, and a dozen other small things taking up space in my head. I thought about Haruhi first and foremost. It's been a little over two months since Ranka died and she was kidnapped by Ootori. What she needs most from all of us is support and friendship, and what I need most is to focus on the Olympics. Satoshi won the last world cup, and he deserved to, but it can't happen again.

The best way to accomplish both is to put my feelings for Haruhi in a box on a shelf. If they are true, they will be as strong after I win the gold. She might be ready for a relationship by then. I hope so. Seeing her every day, living in the same house, it all makes it harder, and I'm done torturing myself for now. One thing is for sure, I'll keep a better eye on the situation. I won't let someone else ask her out before me again. Hanging back and not anticipating Ootori confessing is my biggest regret.

I heard her throat clear and looked down. "The song changed."

I'm not even listening to the beat. So much for a strong lead. I adjusted to the new tempo and asked about her next dog show.

"It's next weekend in Karuizawa. We've reserved rooms in Penson Mitsuzu."

"Who's going?"

"Tanaki, Gorou-san and two others from marketing to man the booth, and Yoshida Naoto. He doesn't have a booth, but thought it'd be best if he walked me through one more show."

That dog breeder is going again? Satoshi told me how worried he is that the two of them are so close. Looks like I'll be breaking my own rule less that twelve hours after making it. "I'd like to go, if it's alright with you."

Her eyes grew into saucers, and her mouth formed an 'O'. I waited a few seconds for her reply. "It's fine with me, but you'll probably be bored to death."

"It will be a good break after finals and before I focus on nothing but training."

"Alright. I'll ask my assistant to get you a room."

"Haruhi, the Morinozuka's have a house in Karuizawa. We could stay there."

She considered it for a few seconds as I spun her out and back. "This is business. I need to keep that separate from personal. Plus, I wanted to give Mitsuzu the business."

That's definitely something Haruhi would do. I suppose I'll stay at the pension.

"You can stay at your house. Unless you're coming as a member of the Petto Chinmi BOD, I can't pay for your room at the pension."

"I'll pay for it. You shouldn't have to pay for a board member, especially since you'll be privately owned and have no board soon."

"Alright. I'll get you a reservation for two nights. We're going up Friday and coming back Sunday." She paused and softly smiled. "At least everyone else is. I'm staying for a few days to relax and recharge. I'll get to spend some time with Arai and Mitsuzu, but most of all, I'll have time to sleep, think, and read something fun."

"That's an excellent idea." I must try not to worry. Eiji and her team will be with her. "I assume Mother and Father know."

"Of course. Eiji's already done the scouting and planning he needs to."

I spun her into one more dance, and she relaxed into my arms.

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"Alright, Satoshi won."

I broke in, "He only won because he guessed that one chick would wail. I only said she'd cry."

"Doesn't matter. I still won. Now we get to do something that I think is stupid." He stood there for a minute, then said, "That didn't sound right."

Hikaru was trying not to laugh too loud. "So, what are we going to do?"

"No idea. Something fun, obviously, but I'm not sure."

"I know." They both looked at me with big eyes. My grin must be creepy. "Have you ever gone dirt biking?"

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My son escorted me to the stage. It's time for Tamaki to propose to the Houshakuji girl. After watching the two of them together over the last weeks, and especially tonight, my concerns have lessened.

His accomplishments at his gallery surprised me. I wasn't sure he had the drive and professionalism to succeed so quickly. Perhaps it's something we can discuss over a meal and the main mansion.

I'm angered at Yuzuru for discovering my illness. It's none of his concern. Oh, how I loath having to rest instead of work. There are multitudes of tasks to run this family and its businesses.

The proposal is starting. I hope my grandson doesn't embarrass himself.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, if I could have your attention please." I waited for the crowd to calm down as the waiters circulated Champaign throughout. "Thank you all for coming to celebrate my son's graduation from Ouran High School. I know you join me in wishing him well as he starts university in a few weeks."

There were cheers and applause before I spoke again. "Now Tamaki would like to say a few words."

I clapped as I backed away from the microphone. He'd asked me to have Renge waiting at the stage steps so I could escort her up when he signaled. My son is a hopeless romantic who wouldn't tell me how he was going to ask her or show me the ring. He assured me he was ready.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming. It is indeed exciting to graduate from Ouran and to move on to the next phase of my life. However, I hope to not move on alone."

That's the signal. I offered Renge my arm and escorted her up the stairs and over to Tamaki. I heard several gasps and whispers. Apparently, some people in the audience figured out what was going to happen.

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I held my breath as Father escorted the most amazing girl I'd ever met onto the stage with me. Renge-chan was radiant in a silver sparkling dress and a smile to match. She could blind the entire room with that smile.

It took me forever to figure out what to say, but, in the end, I went with simple and true from the heart. That always works.

I dropped to one knee and said, "Houshakuji Renge, you're the best thing that ever happened to me, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Even before our first date, I knew you were an amazing woman. I also knew I wanted to get to know you better. The first time I told you I love you and you answered back, I thought I was floating in the clouds. I think it took a week before my feet touched land again."

I pulled out a velvet covered box and opened it. It's beautiful and perfect for her. Ten carat solitaire with smaller diamonds on either side and others all around the band. As radiant as she is.

"Houshakuji Renge, I love you. Will you marry me?"

She knew what was coming, but not how I would do it, so she wasn't shocked. Surprised, yes, but not shocked.

"YES!" It wasn't quite a scream but came close.

The room disappeared as she bent down and threw her arms around my neck. Our lips met and fireworks went off in my head.

I kept my arms around her as I stood up and spun around. Her head leaned back, and her hair came undone and swirled around her face. She's so beautiful.

I barely heard the cheers and applause as streamers and balloons fell from the ceiling.

We're engaged.

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Author's Note:

Lots going on in this final chapter.

I'm sure by now all of you are thinking…What the fuck, Molly? You opened more threads than you closed. And for fucks sake, Mori and Haruhi aren't together! How can this be the last chapter? Easy, it's the last one because I say it's the last one and I'm the author.

Now for the good news…Dad and I have planned another sequel. Originally, I wanted to get to Haruhi's graduation with this story, but it's already too long. I already have a basic outline and know where I'm going but would love to hear from you with ideas. Specifically, are there people I should focus more on? Less on? Threads to spend more time on? Less on? I can't guarantee I'll use it, but I'd like to hear what you want. It's begun to feel like I'm writing a soap opera that doesn't ever end but has big events to mark milestones (Like Luke and Laura's wedding – but I'm dating myself).

Now for the bad news…It will be awhile before I start writing it. September 2020 marks three years that I've been writing these stories. Three years without missing a Saturday update. My mom died, my dad moved, I lost my job, and many more instances of life. I'm flat out burnt on this story. I can tell my writing is flagging and I don't want to churn out shit. It's not fair to me or you. I figure three to four months before the first chapter goes up. That gives me plenty of time to take a break and flesh out the outline.

Now for the interesting news…I've had a plot bunny hopping around my head for a while, so I'm going to write a new story in between stories. It will not be in 'The Last Straw' universe. It's a stand alone and will be drastically different from these in both tone and subject matter. I'll put it up before I start the next story.

Hope you enjoyed the last chapter of 'The Next Phase' and will join me when I start posting the sequel, 'The Way Forward'.

Thank you to everyone who favorited, followed, read, and reviewed. I already know the story, so I wouldn't bother writing it if you all weren't interested.

See you soon,

Molly

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