Hi guys! I'm updating, oh how I love this story! I really want to start planning it out now and I've been suffering some writers block lately but I'm slowly returning to normal.

But any who thank you for your reviews and your answers. All of us have our own 'special host type' that if we were part of a host club the 'club king' would announce each personality we were. But personally I feel like I could feel a mix of all the hosts. I'll be playful like the twins, sweet like Hunny, stoic like Mori, normal like Haruhi, devious like Kyoya. But most of all I feel like Tamaki. I can connect to him on many levels with how loneliness feels. And wanting to protect friends like family.

Again thank you and here is your next chapter.

Summary: Taken place at the end of the anime, Mr. Suoh and Mr. Ootori opened the door to another story at the debate of whose son Haruhi will one day marry. Both doing the same thing, they send consent letters to Ranka who just assumed they were medical and school forms and now Haruhi is engaged to both Kyoya and Tamaki! And just when things were turning back to normal

Disclaimer: I do not own OHSHC which belongs to Bisco Hatori who is a great writer!

After the Ootori's left the Suoh's

"Kyoya." A voice snarled across from the said boy in the car. He glanced up at his father, while the light reflected off of both their glasses making their looks unreadable. "Do you know why I want you to do this?"

"Actually no. In fact it's what I'm trying to figure that out now." He snickered, wanting to show no sign of fear. "What would an Ootori want with a commoner? And to think I thought better of you."

A loud slap rang through the car, as Kyoya felt his glasses slip off his face from the impact. He placed his hand against the stinging skin before glaring over at his elder.

"Don't…think you're better than me." His father spat, lowering his hand.

"What if it's the truth? I did rip your company out from under your feet." There was another slap while the other half of his face began to feel a similar stinging.

"Don't you dare disrespect me. Don't forget that you are my son. You will do as I say."

"Of course…if it benefits me." There was another slap across his face.

"Don't get smart with me young man! You are my son…that girl has strong potential…something that would actually benefit us from you."

"And what if I refuse to marry her?" Kyoya questioned, looking up with a glare. His father didn't move to slap him at his smart remark although grew a sly smirk. His eyes narrowed wondering what the man was planning.

"The Suoh's, you may have known, are a challenge at times. They are powerful but at times seem churlish. Many times it seems that Yuzuru and I find ourselves in a complicated game like chess. Where there is one prize that we both want. That is when we fight without breaking the rules but playing around them. Haruhi is the prize in this game. A girl who is bright and will have great promise, something both our sons could use as a spouse. You and the Suoh boy are merely a pawn for that."

"Don't you think you're going through a lot of trouble for this?" Kyoya sighed. "And what makes you think I'm going to go along with it?"

"Because as I said Kyoya, you are my son. Everything you have, anything your future holds comes from me. I could easily abandon you…leave you with nothing. And then what would you do? If you didn't have my resources, you couldn't have taken my company in the first place. Every part of you comes from me." Kyoya's eyes slightly flickered with a bit of fear. His father only chuckled when the car halted to a stop. "I have more legal work to do. But think about that when you're going to be trying to win over the Fujioka girl."

He stepped out of the car slamming the door behind him leaving Kyoya to ride along alone in the back. Tenderly, he picked up his glassed and raised them up to his blurry eyes. For once not having a backup plan for the situation.

Tamaki strolled around the mansion for some time that morning. The look in his eyes alone were something to tell you that he was deep in thought.

'Will you stop acting like this is some normal day?! You can't ignore what happened last night!' Haruhi's words rang through his head. It was clear she wasn't exactly all the thrilled to be here. He could tell that much. He let out a sigh before entering his room, walking across to land on the bed.

What am I going to do? He thought, looking up to the blank ceiling. This explains why everything was so calm after her secret was out, obviously Father didn't want to cause a commotion and just waved it off so he could spend time working on this plan. Though I didn't think I would get engaged again this quickly.

He sighed again when the events of that day replayed in his mind. The carriage beginning to hit the edge of the bridge tipping Haruhi out of it. Almost like something out of a shojo manga. Her hand outstretched to him instead of trying to save herself, though it was clear that when her eyes never left his they were scarred. Almost as scared as she was the night she leapt into his arms during the thunderstorm.

The she fell off; she was so brave she still didn't freak out. She was more concerned for him. That's when he was sure that once he made that leap, he was in love. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he opened his eyes again. He really did love her. It would explain why he didn't mind the situation one bit.

No, how could he mind? It was one thing to be engaged to a snobby woman, it was another to be engaged to sweet adorable and loving Haruhi. He could see it.

They were young, probably too young to be considered in love. Hardly even out of high school, but that didn't need to matter. It was a small wedding, one with their close friends from the host club and their family. Even his mother. This was the case where he got them both, and it couldn't make him happier. He wouldn't have to be separated from one to be with the other.

A shower of cherry blossom petals rained down on them since they waited for spring to be married.

'Haruhi!' He laughed, running along with her holding his hand behind him, trying to keep up in her dress.

'I can't keep up!' She pouted. He smiled down upon her before stopping unexpectedly. Too soon for her to stop as she ended up crashing into his open arms.

'I've got you." He reassured in a low whisper. She glanced up at him with her large brown eyes, a small blush tinting her cheeks.

"Senpai…"

"Ah ah ah! We're married now." He scolded with a small grin. "No more formalities."

Her blush darkened as she didn't meet his gaze. "Tamaki." She corrected. His finger crooked under her chin and tilted it upwards so her eyes were looking up into his.

"Yes love?"

"W…will you always be here to catch me?" His arms wrapped around her small form as his face lowered down to be even to hers.

"Always and forever I will be."

'I don't want to marry you.' The thought of reality snapped him out of his daydream at that thought. Sorrow crushed atop him at the memory of how she acted earlier that morning. She was angry to be engaged. Though she didn't say those exact words, it was a haunting fear that she meant them.

Sitting rolling onto his stomach he looked over at his night stand. A photo of the host club stared back at them from the day after the fair. All of them were standing around a chair with Haruhi sitting in, him standing behind it. Everyone looked so relieved, after having all that drama unfold and having it all turn out alright it would be only natural that they would.

What will happen now? He wondered. Naturally they would end up telling them what happened. Everyone had been messaging him non-stop about if he knew anything about Haruhi, but he still hadn't responded to any of them. If they knew, they would try to fight it.

His eyes widened at the sinister thought he had. It felt unusual thinking something that dark. He did after all not support his father wanting to force Haruhi inside something like this. Didn't he?

Stuck in the corner of the frame was a smaller picture just of him and Haruhi. He was hugging her and for once she didn't look like she was annoyed or fighting his hold. She looked calm inside it, and he remembered her leaning back into him the time they were getting it taken.

How he wanted time to stop at that moment, with them just in each other's arms for the rest of their lives. He didn't mind that, but could she learn to feel the same? After all, after a few months she had become comfortable being in his arms. In some time would she be alright being married to him?

Jumping up from bed, he decided that he gave her enough space to calm down. Then maybe, he could go and try to convince her to see things his way.

In no time he was down stairs and skidding to a stop in the empty dining room. No signs of Haruhi were there, and even the dining table was cleared of the meal.

"Master Tamaki!" A maid gasped from behind him. He turned to look at her as she curtsied to him. "Are you looking for Miss Fujioka?"

"Yes, have you seen her?"

"I believe she decided to go out in the gardens, probably looking for a way to exit the grounds."

"Did you tell her how?"

"Oh no, I thought it was just too cute to crush her spirits." She giggled before walking off. He watched blankly, with a small chill running up his spine. All the staff in the house did act like they were his friends and weren't afraid of anything it seemed.

"Thanks." He muttered, walking out. The sun was out with hardly a cloud in the sky. Beautiful for playing and walking outside.

The first thing he was able to see sitting on a bench under the tree was Haruhi. Her dress sweeping around her ankles, while she twitched her feet impatiently. Her eyes looked up to the sky in worry, though it was a beautiful sight.

"Haruhi!" He called pulling a smile right over his face. She looked up to him, and the corner of her lip twitched up into a smile.

"Hey Senpai." She greeted casually.

"So how do you like it out here?" He asked scooting close alongside her.

"It is pretty." There was a silence between the two as a plane passed by overhead. "Listen Senpai…sorry about snapping."

Tamaki's eyes snapped over to her in shock. He had never really seen Haruhi apologize. "Don't fret about me Haruhi. You at least gave a normal reaction hearing you were engaged."

"You just don't seem that surprised."

"How could I be? I'm marrying the girl I l-" His words froze up when he gazed into her deep brown eyes that looked up to him curiously. The words were stuck in his throat. Why?! I can't tell her! I…I…oh she's looking at me like I'm crazy, I have to say something! "I love to hug!"

His arms wrapped around her small frame and squeezed her close to him. Haruhi squirmed in his tight hold and wanted to push away but couldn't by his crushing embrace. Tamaki placed his hand atop her head and looked past her with a deep sadness in his eyes.

This seems harder than I thought it would be. He thought. And getting harder.

T.T I'm so sorry for such a short chapter. My new goal is to try and to lengthen my chapters more. But thanks for reading and please do review. I want to hear more. Tell me what you think, what you want to see. The ending is mine to decide but if you want to go take a small detour, give me some inspiration.

So here's a question to think about and reply in your reviews.

Q 2: If you could see Ouran be made into any movie, what would it be? Be specific!

Also I'm looking for someone. I need a special beta reader. An assistant for a story I want to start writing soon. It will be a Vampire Ouran story with Haruhi being a human (of course). Being in a romance with Tamaki (of course). I have two different types in mind. But the thing is T.T I'm not too great with vampires. So if I can find someone to read it and give me some citation, before I publish it. I would love that.

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