First of all, I am so sorry for such a long wait! However, you still stuck with me, so I am thankful for that. Hopefully, I won't be stupid next time and I'll actually plan ahead.

Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. I only own my OC.

Shun's Unpleasant Home Visit!

"Who the hell are you?"

The hosts trembled with fear as the mysterious man glared down at them menacingly. After a beat of silence had passed and no answer came, the man growled and stepped forward.

"Who the hell are you?"

Shun sighed and pressed her hand against the man's arm. "It's okay, dad, I know these guys."

"Dad?!" Tamaki and the twins gasped loudly, much to Shun's annoyance.

After recovering from his initial shock, Tamaki's natural gentlemanly spirit kicked in as he cleared his throat and held an open hand out. "That means you must be Akio! It's so nice to finally meet—"

"How did you know my name?" Akio snapped abruptly, causing Tamaki to jump at least three feet in the air.

"Dad," Shun said warningly, "don't be rude. These guys are friends with me and Haruhi."

As Akio stared at the group of boys on his doorstep, a light of recognition flitted in his eyes. He briefly glanced down at his daughter, a slightly surprised look on his face. With a sigh, he placed a hand on Shun's head and turned to reenter his house. "Fine, they can come in," he conceded, before angling his chin to glare at the terrified hosts. "One wrong move, and you're out of here—understand?"

The hosts collectively gulped and nodded their heads militarily, following Akio from a safe distance. As they slipped off their shoes at the entrance, the hosts took some time to look around.

To the left of the hallway that they stood in, there was the kitchen, with a potted morning glory hanging from the white cupboards above the stove. A kettle sat on top of it, steam curling from its spout. In the corner, there was a quaint wooden table with three chairs, one of which was pulled out as if someone had just been sitting in it. Next to the kitchen, there was a broad space that acted as the living area, which was as sparsely decorated as the previous room was. At the end of the hallway, there was a narrow flight of stairs leading to the upper floor.

"Man, what a hovel," Hikaru muttered under his breath. Just a second later, both Shun and Akio's heads turned slowly to glare at him.

"What was that?" they growled simultaneously.

Hikaru quickly shook his head. "Uh, nothing..."

Snickering slightly, Kaoru leaned over to whisper in Tamaki's ear. "There's no doubt that those two are family!"

Shun grit her teeth at Kaoru's comment, but she decided to ignore it. They were lucky enough that her father hadn't noticed the subtle quip—he would have wrung their necks without hesitation. Gently slipping her arms through her jacket with a sigh, Shun draped it on the back of one of the chairs in the kitchen and proceeded to shrug her duffel bag off, setting it down on the table next to the wrapped hydrangeas. As she rifled through her bag to check that everything was still in its place, she was reminded of the hosts' presence by the sound of awkward shuffling behind her.

"You guys can just... sit in the living room." Shun waved at the aforementioned place before clearing her throat nervously and picking up her bags.

The hosts managed to fit themselves on the small sofa, although Honey had to sit on Mori's lap. Akio sat in the leather armchair in front of them, his gaze cold as he tapped his fingers against it. The air between them was uncomfortably tense.

"I'll make some tea," Haruhi said suddenly, breaking the silence.

Shun glanced at Haruhi briefly and nodded in agreement. "Uh, yeah! That's a good idea!" She covertly gestured at the staircase. "Why don't we go and get the... the fancy tea... that's upstairs?"

Haruhi caught on to Shun's ploy and made her way over to the staircase, and the two girls hurriedly scuttled up the stairs. Once hidden from view, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"The air down there is so tense..." Haruhi remarked.

Shun sighed. "I just hope dad goes easy on them."

Downstairs...

After a good few minutes of horribly awkward silence punctuated by Akio's slow tapping, Tamaki finally decided to speak up. "Again, it's very nice to meet you! I'm Tamaki Su—" he began, but was cut off when Akio held a hand up.

"I already know who all of you are," he said. After a silent pause, he sighed and placed his hands on his knees. "I'm not going to beat around the bush. I don't trust any of you, and I doubt I ever will."

The twins leaned forward, polite (although strained) smiles on their faces. "Sir, we can assure you that we would never do anything to harm your daughter."

"Don't interrupt me," Akio growled darkly, causing their jaws to snap shut. "I don't like your types—the types who look down on folks who have to work harder than you ever will just to put food on the table. I also don't like the fact that you use manipulation to get what you want."

Tamaki stood up quickly. "Sir, with all due respect, we're not like that at all!" he said earnestly.

Akio snarled as he rose out of his chair, his shadow towering over Tamaki. "You're not like that, huh? If that's true, then explain to me how my daughter willingly joined your club, about how she was given an open choice!" As Tamaki slowly sunk back down in his seat, Akio huffed. "That's what I thought."

Falling back into his chair, Akio squared his shoulders and leaned forward intimidatingly. "You listen to me now. Shun is my pride and joy and one of the most important people in my life. If I ever catch word of her coming into harm's way, all of you are dead! Do you understand me?"

Despite the fact that Akio was addressing the entire host club, it seemed like he was singling out the select three that caused the most mischief. The said trio gulped, nodding their heads rapidly.

At their quick agreement, Akio loosened his stature and leaned back. "The same goes for Haruhi. If anything happens to her, then you'll have to answer to Ranka and me. And don't even think about falling in love with them!" He narrowed his eyes and pointed at Tamaki, who flinched back in response. "I'm looking at you, Prince Charming. Ranka's already told me all about you, so don't expect me to play nice!"

The twins snickered as Tamaki lamented at the fact that now two fathers hated him. However, Hikaru's laughing stopped as he noticed Akio glaring at him, as if he were sizing him up. Then, he made an 'I'm watching you' gesture, using two fingers to point back and forth between his eyes and Hikaru's—for whatever reason, Hikaru didn't know.

As if satisfied, Akio huffed and stood up, heading into the kitchen. Before he reached it, an angry voice called him out.

"Dad, what was that?!"

Akio stiffened, turning around slowly to face his fuming daughter. "What do you mean?"

Shun crossed her arms over her chest. "I mean that whole conversation you just had! Why are you being so rude to them?"

Akio's shoulders drooped slightly. "I wasn't being rude, I was protecting you!"

"I can take care of myself just fine! These guys have been polite to you this whole time, and you're just throwing it back in their faces!"

The hosts watched in shock as Shun scolded her father, who also happened to be one of the most terrifying men on the planet. To make it even more topical, said terrifying man seemed to take on the act of a puppy whose owner was chastising him.

As the two bickered, Haruhi set down cups of tea in front of the dumbfounded hosts. "It's like this all the time, so you'll have to get used to it."

"Now apologize!" Shun ordered.

Akio straightened up and crossed his arms, staring down at them. "I was out of line," he huffed, before disappearing into the kitchen.

Shun sighed and rubbed her forehead. Then, turning to face the host club, she bowed slightly. "Sorry, he gets really overprotective sometimes."

The boys quietly sipped their tea, too scared to say anything in fear of Akio overhearing. Shun exhaled again and retreated into the bathroom upstairs while Haruhi chatted with the hosts.

Once the bathroom door closed, Shun gingerly slipped her right arm through her shirt sleeve and peered at her shoulder hesitantly. A small patch of skin on her shoulder was colored a sickly purple, with traces of yellow and green on the edges. When she pressed lightly on the area, the bruise throbbed with pain. Gripping the edge of the sink until her knuckles turned white, Shun grit her teeth until the ache ebbed away. This can't happen, not now! Not when I have a game coming up! Opening the cupboards, Shun searched through them frantically. All of the bottles she found were either empty or expired. Finally, she heard a rattle come from one of the containers in her grasp—ibuprofen. Just as Shun swallowed a pill, her father's voice called from below.

"Shun! Where are you?"

"I'll be down in a second!" she shouted back, before her gaze returned to the box in her hand. This better work out, she thought to herself as she popped a second pill in her mouth.

Downstairs...

"What is she even doing up there?" Akio muttered as he poured himself a cup of tea. Grumbling, he trudged into the living room and plopped down on his armchair. The sudden move caused the hosts to startle out of their stupor, only to fear for their lives at the presence of the man in front of them.

"Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you," Akio said, taking a sip from his cup.

Kyouya, who had been silent for the duration of the visit, suddenly spoke up. "Mr. Inoue, I can assure you that your daughter is in safe hands."

The cup cracked in Akio's grip. "What do you mean safe hands?!" At the other hosts' terrified expressions, he sighed gruffly and placed his cup down. "Sorry, I know you mean well. It's just that... this whole time, I thought I was going to be the one to protect her. But, if you're really serious about this, then there is something you should know."

Honey tilted his head curiously. "What is it?"

Akio sighed and rested his head on his hand. "Shun's foolish. She overthinks her strength and tries to do things that she can't, despite the fact that she's weaker than she likes to believe. Even the smallest of failures can cause her to doubt herself, and it becomes nearly impossible to pull her out of it. Luckily, she's too stubborn to let it happen very often, but nobody can predict the future. I won't always be there for her when she needs me, which is why..." Akio inhaled, as if he regretted what he was about to say. "I'm putting my faith in you."

Joyful tears ran down Tamaki's face, the twins following suit beside him. "Oh, thank you!" they chorused. "We won't let you down!"

"Shut up!" Akio barked at them. "Look, all I want is for Shun to be happy, and for some strange reason, you idiots seem to do just that. I want it to stay that way."

Tamaki and the twins nodded their heads quickly, but they still had an elated air around them. Then, all of the hosts (besides Kyouya and Haruhi) saluted at Akio militarily, determined expressions on their faces. "Yes, sir! We understand, sir!"

"What are you guys doing?" Shun muttered as she stepped down the stairs, her hands stuffed in her pockets.

Akio stood up before they could answer. "What's in your mouth?"

Shun realized that she still had the pill in her cheek. "Gum," she answered sharply, before walking into the kitchen and picking up the wrapped hydrangeas.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Hikaru piped up from the living room.

Shun hesitated. "I'm gonna visit my mom," she said blankly. With a resigned sigh, she asked, "Do you want to come with me?"

Tamaki immediately sprang up from the couch. "What a wonderful idea, Shun! It's so kind of you to offer!"

As he and the other hosts walked past her to the door, Shun sighed. "It's not like I could not invite you," she muttered. She glanced at Akio and pointed at the door. "Are you coming, dad?"

Chuckling slightly, Akio waved his hand. "Nah, your mother would probably yell at me for seeing her so often." He watched as Shun shrugged her shoulders and followed behind the rest of the hosts. As Shun laughed at something Hikaru had said, Akio turned away and shuffled into the kitchen, pouring tea into the cracked cup in his hand. Now that I think about it, I probably should've thanked them. Oh, well.

This chapter was a little fast-paced, but I hope it was enjoyable! It turned out a little sadder than I wanted to, but maybe that's just me.