Hey Everyone!
I'm gonna be better at updating. I'm going to write lots of chapters this week and once a week, I'll post them. I hope. I'll really try to do that. :)

So... I am TRYING to figure who my anonomous reviewer is, buuuut the person who I THOUGHT was my anonmous reviewer, really wasn't. So I gotta guess again... :(

BUT this is the final review until they tell me who they are! So... :) I'm happy.

Well, TO THE STORY!

The door of the limo was opened and Haruhi followed Hikaru out. He gleefully held her hand as they paraded up to the Hitachiian Mansion. It was fabulously decorated, orange, red, and white flowers were woven into intricate wreaths and bundled into bouquets. Ribbons were strung all over the house. The reception area was amazing. Each table was decorated so delicately that it looked almost picture perfect. People had already arrived and were chatting happily and dancing on the massive dancefloor. Champagne was offered to them, and Hikaru handed her a glass.

"To us, on our wedding." Hikaru slightly lifted his glass.

Haruhi smiled fondly, "To us, on our wedding."

"Cheers" They said in unison, clinking their glasses and sipping the fine champagne.

They walked over to the table they would be sitting at. It was a fairly large table. It was a table reserved for Haruhi and Hikaru, Kaoru and Natalie, Mr. and Mrs. Hitachiian, Ranka, and the rest of the host club and their girlfriends if they had any.

Hikaru sat down beside Haruhi. Exquisite foods were piled onto the plates in front of them. Hikaru didn't even hesitate and began to shovel it down. Haruhi was quite particular. She carefully chose what order she would eat it in and quietly began to eat it. Secretly, she thought it was delicious but she kept a hard expression on her face. "Hikaru," she finally said, "This is a lot of food."

Hikaru chuckled devilishly and refused to answer.

Haruhi sighed irritably before more guests began to file in from the wedding. Some came to greet and congratualate her and Hikaru and others simply just went and ate their food. Mr. and Mrs. Hitachiian smiled happily for them and went on and on about how Hikaru and Haruhi would need a house if children were to come into the picture. And Hikaru oftenly turned to wink at Haruhi or smile devilishly most every time the word "children" came up.

Haruhi just glared at him, trying to keep a straight face because she too on the inside, wanted to have a baby. But now was certainly not the time to talk about it.

Almost too soon, the Host Club and Ranka showed up. You knew they showed up as soon as you heard the sniffles. Kaoru and Ranka still were drying their tears. But Tamaki and Hunny grinned happily. "Haruhi!" Hunny shouted gleefully and ran to her, glomping her instantaniously. Tamaki followed behind but restrained his glomping.

She forced Hunny off and sat back down. The rest of the host club took their seats. Ranka glared evilly at Hikaru the entire meal. Hikaru stared down at his food, trying to avoid the evil gaze.

When the meal was over and everyone was chocked full of food, the DJ announced that it was time for the father-daughter dance.

Ranka rose happily and grabbed Haruhi's hand. "Dad. You know I can't dance." Haruhi pointed out.

"Of course you can!" Ranka responded, "You're not going to bail out on your father are you?"

Haruhi rolled her eyes irritably as she was hauled onto the massive dancefloor. He took her hand and grinned at her. "Ready?" He asked as the music started.

"The sooner its over the better." Haruhi said bluntly.

Ranka looked genuinely hurt, but wiped it off and started to dance. The song was a short one but he tried to make the most of it. "Haruhi. You're a married woman now." He began awkwardly.

"Dad. Please. Can we talk about this some other time?" Haruhi quietly begged.

"No." Ranka said sternly, "We need to talk about this now."

Haruhi rolled her eyes again.

"Like I said, You're a married woman now. You're married a living, breathing man. You are his responsibility now, and if he ever treats you wrongly or anything, you just come home to your daddy. Okay?" Ranka asked.

"Dad." Haruhi said pointedly, "Hikaru saved my life, twice. He would never want to hurt me. I fell in love with him a long time ago."

Ranka nodded sadly, the music slowly coming to an end. "Theres one more thing I want to tell you before this song ends."

Haruhi smiled, "Yeah? What do you want to tell me?"

Ranka smiled foolishly, "Have lots of babies. I want to be able to spoil all my grand babies."

Haruhi's smile disappeared instantly. "Dad. We are NOT going to talk about this." The song was over and she began to make her way back to Hikaru but was quickly swept away by Mr. Hitachiian.

"Mr. Hitachiian?" Haruhi asked as the next song began and he drug her back out onto the floor.

"Haruhi, I do believe it is my turn now." He smiled fondly at her.

"I guess so," Haruhi shrugged.

They danced in silence for a while. Mr. Hitachiian was the one who spoke first. "When Hikaru and Kaoru were just young boys, I thought that they would never grown up to be the fine men I'd always imagined them to be. They still aren't the fine men I wish they were. Actually, they're better. I never thought that they would ever fall in love too. But they did. All they ever seemed to love was eachother. Until you stepped into the picture. They both changed after they met you. You were all Hikaru would talk about, think about, and dream about. He revolved around you. And after the Kurtis thing, he's never been quite the same. He's matured thanks to you. He loves you so much Haruhi, don't let hims screw it up."

Haruhi nodded, choking on the words, "I won't let him. He's safe with me."

Without a word, Mr. Hitachiian let go of her as the song slowly came to a close. He turned and began to make his way to his wife. Haruhi watched for a moment before turning to her own spouse, but her gaze was quickly averted to Tamaki who had come and drug back onto the floor. "Seriously?" Haruhi muttered under her breath, "Not again."

Tamaki didn't say a word through the entire song. He just swished and swayed her across the dancefloor. He avoided her eyes and paraded her around. The music began to get near the end of the song, when Tamaki quickly pulled her into his embrace, "If he ever hurts you-" Tamaki began but Haruhi quickly interupted.

"Tamaki..." She said. But he quickly put a hand over her mouth and brought her gaze to his.

"If he ever dares to hurt you, He will have to deal with me. Remember, I will always be here for you." With that he let her go and left her on the floor muttering something like, "Being a father is HARD."

Haruhi just stood looking after him, completely dumbfounded, trying to digest what he had just said. As soon as it began to register, she was swept away again. "Come on. " She said irritably. But this time, the red hair wasn't fooling her. "Kaoru." Was all she said.

He grinned devilishly, "How'd you know?"

"Don't be crazy," Haruhi smiled, "I just know."

"You look stunning in that dress," Kaoru complimented her.

"Well, of course you would say that. You designed it." Haruhi gave him a deadpan look.

Kaoru just smirked, looking somewhere behind her. She glanced back to see that he was looking at Hikaru who was just now sitting down to pout that he didn't get to dance with her.

"He really loves you." Kaoru said with a smile, bringing his eyes back to hers.

"Yeah, I know. That's the second time I've heard that already." Haruhi shook her head at him.

"You two are so cute together!" Kaoru pointed out playfully.

Haruhi just rolled her eyes again, blushing slightly.

"Take good care of him." Kaoru smiled and let her go.

She smiled at him, "I will."

Suddenly, arms looped around her waist, pulling her into somebody's embrace. He cheeks turned a light pink as she fell into his arms and he held tight to her, smothering her with his arms and resting his cheek against her hair.

"Hikaru." She said flatly, "Please let me go."

A quiet pout was heard as she was released from his grip. She turned to him, his lip sticking out in a child like way. She just looked at him irritably. His face struggling to stay angry. "Okay." He finally caved, "I can't stay mad at you. You're just too cute when you're mad. After all, it is our wedding day."

Haruhi tolerated him pulling her up against his chest as the slow dance began. He put her hands around his neck and he wrapped his arms lazily around her waist, causing her to press up against him. "You look stunning," Hikaru complimented her.

Haruhi blushed, "I could say the same about you."

Hikaru smiled devilishly at her, "Thank you," he said greedily, swaying her back and forth.

They remained silent as they quietly swayed to the music. Everyone went to sit and watch the newly weds dance.

They shifted all over the floor and just as the music began to come to an end, Hikaru looked down at her lovingly. "I love you Mrs. Hitachiian."

"Hikaru..." Haruhi began but Hikaru interupted.

"I know, I know. You don't want to be called that. Sorry." He grinned devilishly.

"Yes, I don't like to be called that, but I wasn't going to say that." Haruhi smiled back at him.

"What were you going to say then?" Hikaru asked.

Haruhi stood up on her tippy toes and kissed him tenderly, letting the kiss linger for a while. Everyone in the room let out an "Awwww". "I love you too, Mr. Hitachiian." She said after they broke apart.

Hikaru's face turned a dark scarlet, but in no time at all, he came back to kiss her again. And once more, everyone in the room aw'd.

Okay... I'm tired. I think I'm done for today. :)

OMG. this was HARD to write. I stink at writing receptions...I must laugh though, about how Haruhi kept getting taken away so she didn't get to dance with Hikaru until the end! :)

And guess what. I think this is the fourth review of my anonomous reviewer! So they are going to tell me who they are! :)

I will TRY to be better about updating. Sometimes, the chapters are REALLY hard to write. Sometimes they're fun, sometimes they're HAAAARD.

You get the point. :)

I love you all, and it would be FANTASTICAL if you review!

Peace!

~NumberSixteen