Me: It's the last chapter! Can I cry now?
Karson27: At the very end.
Me: Oh jeez. I'll rant about these stupid snow days then!
Karson27: Nevermind you can cry!
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Life kept changing. Years piled upon each other and the Host Club door were shut until the next generation of hosts grew up and took over. We all went off, got married, and had kids of our very own. It wasn't always easy and it had only been five years since graduation but so much had changed.
Speaking of kids, one of mine was poking me in the cheek. A tiny cold finger repeatedly jabbed the bone, waking me up. One of my eyes peaked open, catching the time in big red numbers on my alarm clock. Just a little after one o'clock in the morning.
"Hn?" I grunted a little.
"Daddy," my two year old son whispered, his blue eyes large.
I smirked and sat up, careful not to wake Tailyr. At the moment, Alyksander (we called him Alyksa for short) was our youngest child at two years old. Tailyr was eight months pregnant with our fourth child, a girl. We hadn't decided on a name for her and I secretly harbored a strong desire for her to look and act like her mom.
Alyksa jumped into my arms, nearly head butting me. "The monster daddy!" he whimpered, burying his tear stained face in the crook of my neck.
I sighed. Sasuke, one of our five year old twins, had told Alyksa an elaborate story about a monster living in his room. Since then, the super skittish two year old had been coming into our bed, seeking protection. Not that I minded.
I rubbed his back soothingly as I stood and carried him back to his room.
"Where's the monster?" I asked.
He pointed to his closet door. I opened it and flicked the light on. His closet really wasn't big enough to require a light but Alyksa was terrified of the dark and Tailyr had suggested the light. It had started coming in handy since the monster thing had began.
"No monster."
"Under my bed?"
I sat him on his bed. Alyksa grabbed his teddy bear, which had belonged to Tailyr just over five years ago. I got on my hands on knees and looked under the bed. I vaguely wondered what would happen if I actually did find a monster under the bed. Kill probably but I didn't find one.
"No monster," I assured him, rising to my feet. "Promise."
"Sleep wif me Daddy," he begged, grabbing my hand. "Pwease?"
I smiled. I laid down with him, pulling our blankets up to our chins. Alyksa snuggled up close to me.
"Night, night Daddy. I love you."
"I love you too. Goodnight," I said, kissing the top of his head. I smiled as I fell back asleep.
-Tailyr-
Takeshi's alarm was going off. Ugh. All these years and I still hadn't gotten used to the damn thing. Four a.m. Why wasn't he turning that demon box off? I reached over but all I felt was empty bed. I had a feeling that I knew where he was.
I got up, flicked the switch off, and headed to Alyksa's room. Sure enough, Takeshi was asleep, with Alyksa laying on his chest. I smiled, taking in the adorable sight. Alyksa looked a lot like me, blue eyes and blond hair but he was so skittish and shy. He clung to me and Takeshi all the time. Finally, I nudged my husband lightly.
"Time for your run," I told him quietly, trying not to wake the baby.
He grunted a little, shifting around. Alyksa clung to him tighter as he sat, still holding him. We went back to our room. Takeshi laid the boy on his side of the bed and kissed me as I laid back down, careful of my big swollen stomach. It was getting closer to the day I was due.
"Have a nice run," I told him sleepily. He smiled and nodded. Even still, I fell for that charming, host club smile. I smiled back and fell back asleep, knowing that in a couple of hours, my alarm clock would spring to life and I'd have to get out of bed to start my day.
Once my alarm went off, Alyksa and I rose reluctantly from sleep. I got up and helped Alyksa out of bed.
"C'mon. Let's go wake your brothers," I said, taking his hand.
He nodded complaisantly and we went to the twins' room. It had originally been the plan to give each of the boys separate bedrooms but the twins were firmly against it. Whatever. It worked out to our advantage when we found out I was pregnant again because we had the twins help us turn the guest bedroom into a nursery.
"Sosuke, Sasuke," I said, flicking on the light. "Time to get up."
Sasuke sat right up, rubbing his blue eyes clear of sleep. He was really easy in the mornings. Chill and quiet, just going with whatever until he was completely awake. He was a little demon after that but that was fine.
Sosuke, on the other hand, wasn't a morning person, like me. He rolled over, his eyes still drooping closed. I mussed his hair, which usually got him up fairly nicely. He was only stubborn first thing in the morning. Any other time, he was drug around by his twin.
I laid out their uniforms. They attended Ouran Kindergarten and wore uniforms just like the other elementary school students. Alyksa and I left. I got him dressed and then dressed myself. We headed downstairs so I could make breakfast. Soon, the host club and their kids would be over.
That was the usual morning routine. I'd make a whole bunch of food and everyone would come eat it all by seven o'clock.
"Tai-chan!" Honey called, bouncing into the house with his three year old son Katsu. Katsu looked and acted just like his father. "What did you make for breakfast this morning? Is the coffee ready?"
I pointed to it. "I made cinnamon rolls. Are you hungry Katsu?"
"Yeah, Aunt Tai-tai!" he giggled. I gave him one as my sons came barreling down the stairs.
They hopped into their chairs and I gave them their breakfast.
"Yay! Cinnamon rolls!" Sasuke said, giggling.
Honey took a big cup and poured it mostly full of sugar, then put a little bit of coffee in it. He took a spoon and began to eat it. I crinkled my nose. Takeshi came down the stairs, showered off and ready for work. He smiled at me.
"How's the baby?" Honey asked.
"Fine. Kicking the hell out of my kidneys," I told him smiling.
"I smell something good," Marx said, coming into the kitchen carrying his one year old son. Marx, after high school, had moved back to the states to go to college. He'd started dating a really nice girl and had his son, Matthew a.k.a. Mattie. Sadly, a few months after Mattie had been born, Marx's girlfriend had been hit by a drunk driver on her way home from work. She was dead before she got to the hospital. Marx had moved back to Japan shortly after to be near me and Karsyn for help.
Part of that required him to get a job so I usually watched Mattie during the day.
"Cinnamon rolls," I told him. "Want one?"
"Nah," he said, setting Mattie on a chair. "I've gotta run. Bye sis."
"Bye." Just as fast as he came, Marx left, passing Karsyn and Kyoya as did.
"Good morning all," Karsyn said, yawning a little. She was carrying her two year old daughter, Grace. She also had a three year old son named Lucas. They both had jet black hair and dark brown eyes.
Karsyn was one of the best literary agents in Japan, handling tons of manuscripts, including mine. After high school, I'd started focusing more intensely on my art and writing, publishing a series about a weird club that visits an American school as exchange students. Kyoya of course had went into the family business.
"Do you plan on working on that next chapter today?" Karsyn asked. "If not, I'm going to have to punch you."
"I'm pregnant."
"Your face isn't pregnant," she chuckled. "I wouldn't do you anything to hurt my future niece."
I chuckled. We were short some people before the morning rush was over. About that time, Lily, Hikaru, their sons Kenichi and Rikuto, Kaoru, and Kaoru's son Toshi came in. The boys were four years old.
"Good morning!" The twins called loudly, causing the almost back asleep Mattie to jump.
"Do you two have to be so loud?" Lily scolded.
I chuckled. The twins had become home and fashion designers and Lily was well on her way to becoming a surgeon. Kaoru's wife didn't come around much. I didn't really like her and she was a little sktechy and I felt like she wasn't being faithful and real to Kaoru but she made him happy so I couldn't say anything. Though, I did tell Takeshi all the time about how much I didn't like the woman.
"Wow. Tama-chan and Haru-chan are late," Honey said, looking at his watch.
"No kidding. It's almost six thirty," I said, rolling my eyes.
Suddenly, I heard the pattering of little feet and Ichiro, Tamaki and Haruhi's four year old son, came running in. He jumped and nearly knocked Kyoya off of his feet.
"UNKA KYO!" he yelled, grinning.
Kyoya, a little startled at first, hugged him. "Hello Ichiro. Where's your parents?"
"There!" he said, pointing to the door as Tamaki and Haruhi walked in.
"Hello everyone!" Tamaki greeted.
Tamaki had taken over his father's job as headmaster and Haruhi was still in law school to become a lawyer.
"Okay, everyone who's going to school, come with me," Tamaki said. He usually gave all the kids a ride to school. The ones two and under stayed with me and Karsyn for the day. We worked out of the office in my house.
The older kids ran out to climb into Tamaki's limo and everyone headed off to where ever they were supposed to be during the day.
No matter how many years would pass, somethings really wouldn't change. No matter what kind of crap life drug us through, we'd always be friends and we'd always be there for each other. It didn't matter what. We'd always have each other.
And that was one thing, time couldn't change. We'd always be more than friends. More than the Ouran High Host Club, kids thrown together through random events and challenging situations. Yes. We were more than disastrous events, miraculous saves, near death experiences, and amazing triumphs.
We were family.
And that wouldn't change.
Oh gods. This is it. The last chapter. Cries.
It's bad enough that it's snowing here but this? GAH! I hate doing the final chapters. BLEH but unfortunately, it's a snow day so I had nothing better to do.
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