A/N: Sorry for the very very long delay. Part of the reason is that I'm a slacker. I admit it freely and I'm hoping to change this. Though I haven't published more to this story doesn't mean I've not worked on it. In fact I've been adding a little to it whenever I can.
Disclaimer: I'm not lucky enough to own Ouran High School Host Club. If I did... Kyoya would be mine. .
Groaning, Kyoya sat up and realized he was back at home in his father's house. Panicking, he glanced around to see if Rizu was here. There was no sign of her and the date on his calendar had shocked him. It was the day before Rizu arrived at the Academy. The woman did transport them back in time. Not that he believed in this sort of stuff but he knew deep down that it was real. He got out of bed and got dressed. He noticed the black notebook he had found in the music room was laying on the bed. Picking up, he had hoped the information was all there. Letting out a sigh of relief, his fingers slide over the picture of Rizu and Haruhi. He headed out the door, nervous slightly as he hoped the others would know what was going on. He had removed the photo of the girls and placed it in his coat pocket.
"Mommy!" Tamaki shouted as Kyoya made his way into the music room. "I need your help with something." Kyoya frowned as he made the realization that he might be the only one who remembered.
"Let me guess.." He replied, pushing his glasses up. "You want me to file the paperwork for Ri- er, your cousin to attend Ouran." Tamaki nodded and then asked how he knew. Kyoya pulled out the photo and showed Tamaki. "I don't believe all this myself but I think we all got sent back to the past by that blasted woman you hired when we decided to hold a special Host Club event for Rizu-sama."
"Rizu? Sama?" Tamaki looked down at the picture and then back at Kyoya. "When was this picture taken? And why did you call my cousin that? Mommy, you worry me sometimes."
"It was taken years ago yet it hasn't been taken yet." Kyoya said as he grumbled. He was hoping that Tamaki would snap out of it and realize what was going on. "And I call her that because... Well, if you don't truly believe what I am telling you then I shouldn't explain myself for that."
"I do believe you. It's just odd that I don't remember being from the future." Tamaki said, smiling at Kyoya as he put his hand on his friend's shoulder. "How is the future, Mommy? Does Haruhi still resemble a boy?"
"No, she grew her hair out some to make her husband happy." Kyoya said, knowing that Tamaki wasn't lying to him. "I married Rizu. It's a long story but I'm hoping that by telling you all of this that everything still happens the way it did. And I expect you to not breathe a word of this to anyone."
"You married my cousin?" Tamaki yelled causing the other Hosts to glance over at the two. Kyoya glared back at them which had they turn back around to do their jobs before the guests arrived. "Sorry. But you have to think that is odd. You never host any of the guest unless absolutely needed. And I don't think Rizu would want to marry the brother of the guy she's arranged to marry."
"Trust me. When it happened, I had not planned it." Kyoya said. "But believe me when I tell you Tamaki. I love her with every ounce of my being. Even if her only strike is being related to you." Tamaki pouted at that remark and went off to sulk. Haruhi, whom kept glancing over towards the two guys, walked over to Kyoya.
"What's going on?" She asked, pointing towards the dark corner that Tamaki was growing mushrooms in. Kyoya just made up an excuse about Tamaki wanting to dress Haruhi as a nymph. He walked out of the room, not knowing where to go. The day flew back and Kyoya was amazed at how natural it felt to be in class again. He also made sure to file those papers and deep inside, he was impatiently waiting for Rizu to arrive. Butterflies fluttered around in his stomach as the classes ended and it became time for bed.
A/N: And to motivate me, please review! I'll update the story once I get... *ponders a moment* five reviews.