AN: I don't own Ouran. I don't own the song either. It belongs to Billy Joel. Please don't sue me.

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Chapter Five: Goodnight My Angel

Goodnight my angel, now it's time to dream

And dream how wonderful your life will be

Someday your child may cry, and if you sing this lullaby

Then in your heart there will always be a part of me

Sumire wrapped her arms around Kyouya's abdomen. "You don't need them," She whispered into his ear. He grunted in reply and tried to push her away. Her arms tightened. "You have me. You don't need those idiots. You don't need her" His eyes glazed over at the thought of Haruhi. Without holding his strength back, he pushed Sumire back and walked away. "What is the matter with you?!" He heard her scream before he slammed the door.

Kyouya walked onto the balcony and looked up at the moon. He wondered where Haruhi was…

"Ootori! Ootori, get out of there! I know you're in there!" Tamaki shouted. The twins were holding him back. Mori watched from the sidelines. He seemed to be restraining Hunny as well. "Kyouya! Get out of that house! Now!" Kyouya shook his head and opened the door. He waved his hand and the guard took that as a sign to open the gates.

"You're disturbing the silence of my-"Kyouya fell back. His eyes opened in shock. The world was blurry and only then did he realize that his glasses flew off. He raised a hand to his eye and felt it swelling. "What are you doing?!" He grabbed his glasses and put them back on. His eyes widened in surprise. Tamaki wasn't the one standing in front of him. Hunny was.

"You made her leave," The angry man said. "I believe you heard me when I warned your guards that upsetting my friends was a no-no, Ootori."

"Mitsukuni-"

"You have no right to call me that"

Kyouya looked down. "I left her for the best. It's better if I'm with Sumire."

"NOT IF HARUHI LEAVES JAPAN!" Tamaki cried. Kyouya looked up.

"Where did she go?"

"Why do you care?" Hikaru asked him coldly. "You didn't care if you broke her heart. I bet you wouldn't care if she was pregnant!"

"Well she's not!" Kyouya turned around to find Sumire standing in the doorway. She was glaring at them "Get off my property. I don't need you assaulting and harassing my fiancé. Leave! Now!"

Kyouya turned back desperately. "Wait, please. Where did she go?" They looked at him in confusion before walking away. "Tamaki! Mori! Hun-"

"Come now, Kyouya" Sumire said, pulling him away from the closing gates.

He touched the eye that was once bruised. Eight months. His friends haven't been talking to him for eight months. He sighed. It was better of this way. If he let go of Haruhi, he'd gain his father's favor.

That didn't mean that he wouldn't hold the wedding off for as long as he wanted.

Scratching his head, he looked up at the sky one last time. "Wherever you are, Haruhi, I hope you're okay"

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"Never mind! Never mind! Never mind! I don't want the baby out! I don't want the baby out!" Haruhi screeched. Éclair tried to hold back a laugh as her friend gripped the edge of the bed. "Make the pain stop! Make it stop! Oh my god! Get my son out of me!"

"Haruhi, breathe." Éclair said softly. "You're almost at-"

"Eleven." The doctor said. "Okay, Haruhi. It's time to push."

"I don't wanna push!!!!" She cried, tears pouring out of her eyes.

"Haruhi!" The doctor laughed. "Give me a big push!"

Haruhi groaned as she pushed as hard as she could. "OH GOD! I'M GOING TO KILL OOTORI KYOUYA!"

She heard the doctor chuckle. "You're doing good. Come on, Miss Fujioka. Another push"

"Can-can't you just pull him out?" She panted. The doctor shook his head. She whimpered and pushed once more. "AAAAHAHA!"

"Are you laughing?" Éclair asked in confusion.

"IF YOU DIDN'T NOTICE, THAT WAS A SCREAM!"

"Very good, Haruhi!" The doctor said. "Come on! Two more big pushes!"

"No more pushes! No more pushes!" She begged.

"Fine" the doctor told her. "It can be one enormous push. Or two slightly smaller pushes. The bigger one will hurt"

"I'll stick with the latter" She answered weakly.

"Good choice. Now come on" Haruhi screamed in pain. "Great. One more, push, Haruhi. Ready?" Haruhi nodded and pushed once more. "There you go! A beautiful baby boy" He cooed. He held the baby by his legs and smacked his bottom. The baby started crying loudly.

"Do you have a name?" The nurse asked when the baby was taken to the little table.

She nodded. "Toujiku."

"No middle name?" The nurse asked softly.

Haruhi stared as they put a balm over the baby's eyelids so he wouldn't get an infection. "Ah…no actually. If that's okay"

"It's perfectly fine" Éclair told her. She walked over from the table. "Since stupid Kyouya isn't here I hope it's okay that I cut the umbilical cord."

"It's fine," she assured her. "Where's Emily?"

"Right outside"

"My son?"

"Right here," The nurse said as she brought the baby back to Haruhi. She felt tears prick the back of her eyes.

"Toujiku, my son, I hope it's okay that you're daddy isn't with us. You're going to be a good little boy aren't you? My little angel"

Hunny sat on the table, his legs swinging back and forth. He took a small bite of the cake he had in his hands before glancing at Mori. "She must be having the baby soon" He said happily. Mori nodded. "Takashi?"

"I wonder where she went. Where do you think, Mitsukuni?"

He glanced. "Tama-chan must be very happy to be named the godfather. He'll make an excellent one, don't you think?"

"He'll brood in a corner if the child doesn't pay attention to him"

"True"

"He'll make a good godfather"

Hunny giggled. "I hope Haruhi is okay"

"She's strong. She'll be fine"

"Yea. Especially with all that training I gave her"

"Hai, with all that…what?" Takashi looked up in shock. Mitsukuni smirked.

"It was quite funny, Takashi. She wasn't very good in the beginning, but the satisfaction on her face when she first took me down made me really happy"

"You…you taught her?"

"Yup. I taught her enough to take six of Ootori's policemen by herself"

"Why didn't you tell me? I could have helped you"

He shrugged. "I guess it was the way I could bond with her. It was our own private thing, you know?"

Takashi gave him a small smile. "So where are we going for vacation this summer?"

Mitsukuni shrugged. "How about France? We haven't been there for a while"

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"I REFUSE!"

"IF YOU REFUSE, YOU'RE BABY WON'T LIVE A NORMAL LIFE STYLE!"

"I'M HOPELESS, SO DON'T EVEN TRY!"

"YOU ARE GOING!"

"I'M NOT!"

"What is going on in here?" Emily asked. They both turned to her and started yelling simultaneously. She stared at them in disbelief. "Wait! Wait! Éclair first"

"She doesn't one to take singing lessons! What kind of mother doesn't sing to her child?"

"Me!" Haruhi shouted. "I've fine they way I am. My child won't mind! I don't need lessons!"

Emily looked apprehensive. "Well…maybe you could…you'd love singing also, it's very fun"

"OH! I give up!" Haruhi cried.