A/N: You will be seeing a lot more of Bunta and of Chika. For those wondering about Bunta's name, it actually came from Bunta Marui in Prince of Tennis. Another cake loving character and let's face it… it is close to the word bunt (cake). LOL. This story will actually be around five chapters and I am really excited that everyone likes it so far. It will be a lot more lighthearted than Another Chance since we don't have to worry about Yasu. I hope you like the new chapter.

PS… update on poll: Kyoya in first, Mori in second, and Nekozawa is in third. The poll will be up until Friday night (6/28), so if you have not voted and want to have a say, please go to my page and vote. Thanks everyone!

Chapter 2 – Let's Go Hear the Announcement

"Are you ready to go yet?" Kyoya asked his wife as she looked like she was putting the finishing touches on her make-up. Her shoulder length black hair had been swept up into a bun and the heels she wore would give her three additional inches allowing her to come up to his nose. Out of everyone in the original Host Club, he was the only one that had accepted an arranged marriage, but it had turned out there was a love match hidden in the contract. Much like Haruhi had done in high school, and every day since, Kayo had been able to see through his mask and witness the real Kyoya he kept hidden from the world. Her father may have owned one of the biggest micro-electronic production companies, but she had turned out to be so much more than he expected. Married for a little over two years, they now they had a three month old son named Jiro, and he brought a smile to Kyoya's face every day.

Kayo looked up in her mirror and saw her husband holding their son trying to look annoyed with her. She could also see the sparkle in his eyes and knew it was a front, "I'm ready. I'm ready." When she had agreed to meet with Kyoya for their arranged marriage, she was expecting to honestly hate or have a dislike for her future husband. She knew love would not factor into the equation and she didn't have a problem with that. It was her duty to marry the man her father found for her and produce heirs. She knew what Kyoya looked like and had read some articles on him; he was a ruthless business man who only kept a few choice people close. The first night they met for dinner had changed her life and she fell in love with the Shadow King.

It was another month after she met Kyoya that she got to meet his friends. They were having their Host Club monthly dinner and he had asked to her attend with him. It wasn't the norm, but since she was engaged to him, it was time she met his closest friends. She wasn't sure what to expect. No one else brought a date except for the one they called Hunny. He and his wife inseparable and she turned to Kyoya and mentioned, "See you weren't the only one that brought a date." That had garnered a laugh from her then fiancé when he explained that Haruhi was one of the original hosts. She had been dumbfounded and as he related the story of how Haruhi came to be in the Host Club to her, she could feel something akin to jealously rise up in her core against the woman that knew Kyoya so well. However, seeing her with Hunny, Kayo knew, she had nothing to worry about because Haruhi and Hunny truly were made for each other. It wasn't until later that she got the whole story and the nightmare they went through to be together. She could hear the admiration in Kyoya's voice and once again jealousy tried to rear its ugly head.

Three months later, they were married and Haruhi was one of her bridesmaids. The two women had formed a bond when Haruhi had invited Kayo out for a girl's day out after initially meeting the woman that became Kyoya's fiancée and Kayo had readily accepted wanting to know the woman Kyoya held in such high regard. She found the other woman easy to talk to and she had a sharp mind, but then again as a top lawyer she had to be quick. The small bits of jealousy that Kayo had felt slowly dissipated as she and Haruhi became fast friends.

When Kayo had found out that she was pregnant with Jiro, Kyoya had looked her in the eye and promised her that he would be more of a father than his ever was. She wasn't sure what he meant by that, but it seemed like a solemn vow. Kayo had tried to ask Kyoya what his childhood was like, but he would only tell her that it was full of competition against his brothers and trying to prove himself; it took Haruhi to put it into perspective, and then Kayo wondered why she hadn't thought about it before since her husband was the third son and they had grown up in the same society. She made herself a promise that day… she would do anything to help Kyoya get over his childhood and make sure she supported him in giving their child the best childhood anyone could have.

Kyoya pulled her out of her thoughts as he walked up and gave her a kiss on her cheek, "Let's go. Hunny and Haruhi are bringing Kotoko tonight, and I told them we would bring Jiro. You know how that blonde idiot is if we are late."

Raising an eyebrow and trying to hold in her laughter at his scowl, Kayo probed, "Isn't that blonde idiot one of your best friends; and if I am not mistaken, your closest friend?"

"Don't remind me," Kyoya grumbled as he turned on his heal and walked out of the bedroom door and downstairs. He knew his wife would be right behind him, "Don't worry Jiro, I will make sure you are kept safe from your Uncle Tamaki, the baka. We will stand behind Aunt Haruhi and Uncle Hunny; that should give us a wall of protection." He could hear Kayo's laugh behind him and he smiled.

Within minutes everyone was seated in the back of the limo and on their way to the twins; house. Normally they still kept the Host Club dinners to only the members of the host club, but tonight the twins had insisted on everybody bringing their spouses. Kyoya wasn't sure what was going on, and for all his snooping, he could only find one thing of significance; but surely that was a joke… wasn't it? Tonight he would find out for sure.

Suoh Mansion…

Tamaki watched as his wife waddled down the stairs. He had tried to help her like any good husband would do, but she had conked him on the head and told him to get out of the way. When he tried to run to his normal corner of woe, she had grabbed him by the shirt collar and yanked him back choking him telling him he was not allowed within fifteen feet of that corner. He complied fearing bringing out the beast that lay within her. Since she was pregnant, a dark aura had appeared and it reminded him of the three demons of the Host Club; he would rather not see the demon appear any time soon and prayed that after their baby was born, his beautiful wife would go back to being the sweet girl he had married.

He had met Junko in college since they had a couple of courses together, but a love connection was not made since he had been with Haruhi at the time. Fast forward several years and she had appeared at a dinner party his grandmother was hosting. It was a month after Kyoya and Kayo had gotten married and he couldn't take his eyes off of Junko that night. It took his several tries and a large push from his father before he finally asked the girl to dance. Quickly realizing his Host Club prince act did not impress her, in a true Tamaki pout he had asked her what she wanted and she had responded a real man, not an act. Tamaki spent the rest of the night trying to show her who he really was; and somehow she had agreed to go out on a date with him.

Tamaki had ripped off his mask and showed her not the one or two sides that he showed everyone else, but the many facets that made up his own personal prism; and she never left him. He was never sure how or why, but Junko had chosen to be with him regardless of his idiosyncrasies. Through his journey to wooing his wife, he learned a lot about himself and he finally understood what it meant to really love a woman; he sent a dozen roses and a card to Haruhi once again apologizing for everything he did. When Junko came into his life and gave him a chance, he knew why Haruhi and Hunny belonged together and that he never truly was in love with Haruhi the way a man should be with the woman he wants to spend eternity with.

Before they got engaged, Tamaki had spilled his guts to Junko and told her everything he had done. She heard about the good, the bad, and the ugly; and yet somehow, she never ran away screaming and thinking he was some sort of maniac. She accepted who and what the Host Club was in his life, and the place they still held in his life. She knew it all and still accepted him. Kyoya had told him when he found a woman like that, he needed to propose immediately before she had the chance to think about it and change her mind. So that is what Tamaki did, he proposed and they were married six months later with his grandmother and father's approvals.

Now she was pregnant and it was like a demon had possessed her sometimes; and he feared her more than he ever feared the other demons in his life because he had to sleep next to this one. He had not been lying to Bunta when he said Junko could be mean… she could be downright evil and make Kyoya when you woke him up early look like a cute kitty cat; but as he looked upon her visage, he smiled. She could be mean, but she was still the love of his life and he couldn't see himself growing old with anyone else.

When she finally reached the bottom step, Junko looked to the side and saw her husband's face alight with a goofy grin, "Are you ok?" She couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face when he walked up to her and kissed her cheek.

"I was just admiring how beautiful you look and it struck me again how lucky I am to have you in my life. I love you," Tamaki replied when he straightened back up.

"I love you too," she said her grin growing and as looked up into his eyes. He was the love of her life and although he had been hovering and going to extremes since she got pregnant, he was still the man she had fallen for in college. Of course he didn't know it at the time, but she had fallen for him during those unguarded moments when he would let his true self show as he stared out the window or when she would catch him laughing with his friends. She knew he had a serious girlfriend back then and never pursued him; so when she saw him again after years of missing him, she tried to block her heart from him believing he could never truly be hers. She was wrong and she was grateful that he had asked her to dance under the sparkling crystal chandelier. Standing on her tip toes so that she could reach his lips, Junko kissed her husband with all of the love she felt for him.

Leaning over and kissing his wife back, he ran his hands through her long shiny honey brown hair. The top of her head reached his shoulder, and dark brown eyes sparkled like diamonds to him. Since she had gotten pregnant she glowed even more than usual and it was like he fell in love with her again every day since the day they got married. Pulling back after the kiss, he whispered huskily, "Are you ready to go? We don't want to keep the others waiting." In reality, he wanted to take her back up the stairs to their bedroom, but Hikaru and Kaoru were expecting them and they couldn't back out of a Host Club dinner.

"Ready!" Junko beamed and waddled to the door so that they could be on their way. She could hear Tamaki rushing after her and giggled. It definitely wasn't boring being married to someone as dramatic as he was. Rubbing her belly, she secretly told the growing bulge, "I don't care if you take after him little one, just not to the extreme that he takes it. Ok?"

Morinozuka Estate…

"Takashi, Hana will be fine with your brother and Bethany. You can put her down. We need to go if we are going to make it to dinner on time," Misaki gave her husband a pointed look. She could hear Bethany and Satoshi snickering behind her. After she had given birth to their daughter, Mori had become the overprotective doting father; his girls the most important things in his life as he said.

Mori looked from his wife to the two year old daughter he held in his arms and sighed. He knew she was right, but he didn't want to leave her. She was just getting over a cold and although she was all better, he worried about his little one. Exhaling one more time, he handed Hana off to Satoshi knowing that his brother would do anything to protect his niece, as would his brother's wife, "You're right."

"Don't worry Taka-bro! We got this. Hana will play with Momo and Satoru, and then when you get home she will snuggle with her daddy," Satoshi grinned and took his squirming niece. He would put her down after his brother left so that she could play with his three year old twins. Luckily for everyone, Satoshi had one boy and one girl and they could not confuse everyone like the Hitachiin twins could.

Walking up to her tall brother-in-law, Bethany smiled, "If anything happens, we will give you a call. She will be fine and she loves playing with her cousins."

Mori nodded and leaned down to give his daughter one last kiss on the head before turning to his wife, "Let's go see what they have to announce."

Misaki smiled and nodded. She knew her husband loved going to the Host Club dinners every month, and if it wasn't for the fact that their daughter had just gotten over a very minor cold, he would be more enthusiastic tonight. He might hate leaving his family, but once he left, he always had a good time with his friends. She was a little jealous at first that Hunny always got to bring his wife since she was an original member of the Host Club, but she had learned that this was a time for the friends to get together and spend time together. Her husband didn't interfere with her time with her friends, and it was the same way with him and his group of friends. Plus, on the nights she was allowed to go, she was reminded how rowdy and goofy they could be; and she remembered once again why it was probably better she stay at home or go out with her own friends those nights. Honestly she wondered how Haruhi controlled herself around that group as much as she did. There were times Misaki wanted to slap Tamaki and the twins on her friend's behalf.

Walking out the door, Mori helped his wife into the passenger seat of their car. He thought she looked as beautiful as the first day he laid eyes on her. Her dark brown hair cut into a bob accentuated her jade green eyes. Before he closed the door, he leaned down and gave her a peck on her lips before making his way to the driver's seat. He was very curious about what Hikaru and Kaoru had to announce and knew it had to be something big if they were insisting such as they were, but what could it possibly be? Glancing at his wife as he drove out of the estate, he wondered if they had finally found people to love the way the rest of the club members had. Well tonight would reveal what exactly was going on.

After the couple walked out of the house, Bethany started to laugh, "Your poor brother, he looked miserable leaving Hana." She wasn't laughing at his brother, but for all of Tamaki's dramatics, it turned out Mori could be the same when it concerned his daughter… only he was a lot quieter about it.

"He will be fine once they get to Hikaru and Kaoru's," Satoshi smiled and leaned down to give his wife a brief kiss.

"Is Chika bringing their group over?"

"No, apparently Miho is being a little cranky because Bunta doesn't want to play with her; and you know how she is about Bunta."

"Yah, I also know how Chika is about Bunta," she laughed again.

"True. For all intents and purposes that kid is just like Mitsukuni and yet Yasuchika caters to his every whim. I never thought I would see the day that he requested the cook to bake cakes just for a cake loving nephew."

"It is different when it is your little cute nephew and godson giving you sad eyes than it is when it is your brother and rival."

"True," Satoshi chuckled and put his little niece down to play with the twins. Things had definitely changed for everyone associated with the host club and he couldn't help but smile. Everyone had their happy ending after Yasu had been taken care of and the nightmare ended. It may have not been story book every second of every day, but everyone had gotten more than they had expected out of life. As he looked down at his niece and his own children, he knew that life was just going to get better… of course he didn't look forward to the day that his daughter and his brother's daughter got interested in boys. Correction, the day any of the daughters of their friends' families were interested in boys.

Chika's House…

Chika had just gotten done telling his little nephew a little story as he watched Bunta devour the slice of cake he had been given, "Slow down on the cake and chew Bunta. You don't want to choke."

"Mommy wad a boy?" Bunta's eyes grew large at the thought.

"What?!" Chika gasped. He wasn't expecting his favorite nephew to make that leap. He thought about what he had told the boy and swiped his brow in his mind's eye, "No she only dressed like a boy. She was always a girl."

Frowning, Bunta tried to work through what his uncle had just told him, "Mommy is mommy. Mommy not a dirl. Miho a dirl and dirls are gross."

Chika shook his head and laughed ruffling Bunta's hair, "Yes, most girls are gross."

"Cake not gross," the four year old declared with a smile as he eyed the cake on the counter before turning his eyes back to his favorite uncle.

"No more cake until after dinner," Chika declared emphatically.

"Oday," Bunta dropped his head to look at his lap and sniffled.

He could feel himself caving in ever so slightly. Chika's nephew knew how to get to him and he started to think maybe Haruhi was right: he was wrapped. Just as he approached the cake, Masami walked into the dining room and gave him a very pointed look, "I knew I would find you in here. No more cake until after dinner. It should be coming out any minute." Just as she got done strapping Miho into her high chair, the food was brought to the table.

Knowing that his aunt wouldn't give in to his wants like his uncle would, Bunta sat in his chair so that he could eat dinner and hopefully get more cake afterwards.