A/N: To the guest reviewer who wants to see the kids start a new host club… I am already getting ideas and I will be writing it, but it might be a little bit of time before it is done since I have a couple of other stories in the pipeline first. I am excited that you like the stories so much! It makes me ecstatic that Another Chance and Chances for the Future are so well received by all of you. The conversion of AC into a novel is going steady and my eye doc, who writes for medical journals, has asked to be my proof reader on it. YAY! I plan to have it to her in the next couple of months. I have to say that after writing about Hunny and Haruhi together, I found a new appreciation for the bunny loving blonde and he ranks pretty high on my host list now. XD. Enjoy the final chapter of this story… time for more Chika/Bunta love. He really is such a good uncle.
Chapter 5 – Thriving
After dinner was completed, Bunta was immediately eyeballing the cake that sat on the table mocking him. He wanted that cake. He had to have that cake. The cake was a very important part of his life and his favorite uncle only gave him a small sliver before dinner. It just wasn't fair. Glancing over at his uncle and aunt, he could see Masami feeding Miho and Chika was still eating. Why were they so slow when it came to eating their meals? Didn't they know there was a cake to be eaten? His father would understand if he was there… cake was important.
"Undle Chika?" Bunta gave the man his biggest saddest eyes.
Chika looked up knowing what his nephew wanted and holding back his laughter when he saw the four year old look from him to the cake. Shaking his head, he looked at Bunta's plate and saw that he had finished everything on it. He looked around the floor and sure enough nothing had been dropped which meant he really ate his dinner, "What do you think Masami? It looks like he ate everything."
Oh no, Bunta wasn't planning on his aunt having a say. Uncle Chika always gave him cake; his Aunt Masami might not let him have some because he had a slice before dinner. He loved his aunt, but she didn't always give him cake like he wanted.
Glancing up and looking at the plate in front of the little boy seated at the table, she could see how desperate he was for cake and once again reminded her of how much like his father he really was. She wasn't sure how her husband had found such a soft spot for Bunta like he had since he hates how his brother acts, and she wasn't about to call her husband a hypocrite, but in a sense he was. Chuckling, she nodded, "Ok, if he ate everything, he can have cake. Lord knows I don't want to have to deal with Haruhi if he didn't eat dinner and I don't want to have to deal with Mitsukuni if Bunta cries he didn't get cake because of a mean aunt."
"You not mean aunt. Undle Tama says Aunt Junko is mean, but she not. He baka," Bunta declared smiling the whole time.
Chika's eyes widened and he chastised the four year old (although he did agree 100%), "Bunta!"
"What Undle Chika? Tat what daddy and mommy say," the child responded with such innocence, both adults in the room had a hard time controlling their mirth. "Undle Chika?"
Schooling his features, Chika inquired as he sliced a piece of cake for his nephew, "What is it?" After that, he believed Bunta deserved a big slice and wondered what else he would learn tonight.
"Why do Undle Tama dall Undle Kyo mommy? Why do he dall mommy dotter? He also dall mommy mean. Mommy took away my tick."
"You mean the shinai Uncle Satoshi got for you?" Chika asked. It was the only stick he could think of that Bunta would be playing with.
Frowning, Bunta nodded, "She say I no have for two weeds."
"What did you do to get it taken away?" Masami probed as she watched her nephew eat his cake.
"I hit Undle Tama wit it," he said as if he was talking about the weather and it was normal to hit his Uncle Tamaki with a shinai.
Chika was having a hard time holding in the laughter. There were so many times he wanted to hit the half French idiot and had never gotten the chance, "Do you want me to talk to you mommy for you?"
Bunta immediately perked up and nodded his head excited that Chika would help him get his shinai back, "Tank oo Undle Chika!"
"I am not promising anything, but I will talk to her."
"Why do Undle Tama dall Undle Kyo mommy?" Bunta asked going back to his original questions again.
Rubbing the back of his head, he knew what he wanted to say, "Because your Uncle Tamaki is the world's biggest idiot and somehow the Shadow King of Ouran hasn't killed him for that stupid nickname yet." However, he knew he couldn't exactly tell a four year old that, "It is a nickname he gave your Uncle Kyoya in high school and for some reason still calls him that today."
"Oh," the child said mouth full of cake.
"Don't talk with food in your mouth. You also asked why he calls your mommy his daughter. It is because he is confused and a baka," Chika smirked.
"Yasuchika!" Masami yelled at her husband.
Turning around to look at his wife, he shrugged, "What did I do? It's true and you know it."
She glared at him, "I know it is true, but he is four and repeats everything. Your daughter is at that stage where she is starting to repeat also, so be careful."
"Ok. Bunta it is because he doesn't know any better," Chika sniggered.
Masami gave up because she knew there was no way she would win with Chika or Bunta. When they got together it was like male bonding time and nothing she said made it past the barrier. That is not to say Chika ignored Miho, he never did and was a doting father, but she could tell that there was something between Chika and Bunta. She just hoped that Bunta didn't get jealous when they had a little boy and Chika had his own son. Smiling as she watched the two boys talk to each other, somehow she didn't think it was going to be a problem.
A couple hours later the cake was eaten and Bunta was down for the count after he had entertained his aunt and uncle with various things his Host Club uncles had told him. It was educational to say the least and they wondered if Haruhi and Hunny knew what was being said around their eldest child, but then they thought about it; the way Bunta repeated everything, they probably knew that and so much more.
When Chika finally crawled into bed and pulled his wife close, he was still laughing at his little nephew; and he found out that Miho was indeed repeating everything when she suddenly yelled out "Bata!" He was convinced from here on out, life was just going to get more interesting.
"What are you smiling about?" Masami asked her husband.
"Kids and the things they say sometimes. Now I can't wait for this one to get here," he rubbed her still flat stomach. She was only ten weeks along and they hadn't told anyone about the pregnancy yet. They planned to tell Hunny and Haruhi over breakfast though when they picked up Bunta.
Chuckling, she nodded her head, "I think I have to agree with you." She kissed her husband and everything else was forgotten.
In the morning Chika let his wife sleep as he got up with the kids. As soon as Miho saw Bunta, she ran over to him and clung to him, and then she was on the floor crying because her cousin pushed her down, "Bunta, you have to be nicer to Miho."
"She a dirl and she hud me! Yuck!" Bunta declared with a frown on his face as he ran down the hall away from his uncle.
Rolling his eyes, Chika scooped up his daughter and gave her a little kiss, "You're ok sweetie." His daughter wrapped her arms around his neck and held tight, but her cries diminished to hiccoughs as he patted her back. He made it into the living room where he found Bunta playing with one of his cars and sat down next to him, "Do you two want to watch cartoons until breakfast is ready?" With both kids nodding the affirmative, Chika turned on the TV and onto a program he knew both of them liked. Thank goodness they were both about the same age and liked the same TV programs for the most part.
A knock at the door and interrupted them all about thirty minutes later and soon Haruhi and Hunny were being led into the living room. Bunta tore his eyes away from the TV and saw his parents which meant he immediately jumped up and ran to them.
Hunny laughed at his son's enthusiasm and picked him up when he set the baby carrier down, "Did you have a good time with your Aunt Masami and your Uncle Chika?"
"Uh huh!" Bunta immediately declared, "Undle Chika dave me cake and we pwayed."
"Were you nice to your cousin?" Haruhi asked taking the baby out of her seat.
"She hud me!" The four year old cried.
Narrowing her eyes, Haruhi stated, "That isn't what I asked you."
"She a dirl! Daddy!" Bunta knew he was in trouble if his mom found out about the pushing.
"He was fine Haruhi. There was a little incident this morning, but Miho wasn't hurt and they have been watching cartoons together since then," Chika told her.
"Daddy tan I hab cake?" Bunta asked as sweet as possible and gave his father sad eyes.
Hunny shook his head, "Maybe later. You have to eat breakfast first."
"He asks that every morning he is over here at breakfast," Masami laughed as she entered the room.
"So how was dinner last night? What was the big announcement?" Chika inquired curious about why the twins were so insistent that the original club members join them. Satoshi and he were on baby duty and didn't really fell like going, so decided to blow it off.
"Well it seems that Hika-Chan and Kao-Chan decided to elope in Las Vegas while they were in California," Hunny stated still in a bit of shock that it happened.
Nodding, Haruhi added laughing, "It turns out they have known the girls for several years and their parents have been trying to push them together without their knowledge. So they got married and when they told the girl's father, he told them it was better than he or the twins' mother planned."
"Seriously?" Chika was stunned.
Hunny giggled, "Yes, it isn't a joke. We are all invited to the reception they will be having in a few weeks. So be prepared for that. You won't be able to get out of it like you did last night."
"Mommy Undle Chika has tumting to tay to you," Bunta interrupted the adults.
Raising an eyebrow in question and turning to her brother-in-law, Haruhi asked, "What is that?"
Chika snickered and smiled. He should have known that his nephew would remember and would not wait, "I told him I would talk to you about his shinai."
"Did he tell you what he did with it? Hit Tamaki seven times with it before it was taken away," Haruhi exclaimed.
"Well this is Tamaki we are talking about," Chika chuckled.
Haruhi couldn't help it she started to laugh again because Chika was right. This was Tamaki, "True, but he needs to learn that he just can't hit anybody with it. You should know that better than anyone Yasuchika."
Standing up when the maid came in and informed the room that breakfast was ready, he told her as they made their way to the dining room, "I do, and I also know he is four so he can't do too much damage yet."
"A lot you know. He is dangerous with that thing," Haruhi argued, but she was still chuckling so it took the heat out of her words.
"Peas mommy. I won't hit him no more," Bunta begged from his father's arms.
She was being ganged up on and she knew it. She also knew when she would lose the fight and finally sighed, "Oh alright. You can have it back when we get home."
"YAY!" The four year old squealed happy that he was getting his prized possession back.
Breakfast was wonderful and after it was over, Chika cleared his throat as he grabbed his wife's hand, "We have an announcement of our own."
"What's going on Chika-Chan?" Hunny asked his little brother.
"I'm pregnant," Masami smiled and watched as Haruhi and Hunny got excited for them.
"Congrats you two! How far along are you?" Haruhi asked.
Smiling, her sister-in-law said, "Ten weeks yesterday."
"Congratulations Chika-Chan, Masa-Chan!" Hunny grinned from ear to ear. Soon they would be welcoming a new Haninozuka into the family and it would continue to grow. He was excited and as he looked around at the children and adults seated at the table, he couldn't be happier. Yasu may have been a thorn in his side and there wasn't a day that went by that he would mourn the death of that monster, but in a day the psycho did bring he and Haruhi closer, and he brought Masami into his brother's life. As much as Yasu Sato wanted to destroy the hosts and their families, it had the opposite affect… they were wall thriving and would well into the future.
A/N2... I will leave it up to you my dear readers... Do you want an epilogue or to leave it there? Let me know in the reviews. Thank you everyone! I have enjoyed writing these stories for you. Look for the new stories that will involve Kyoya/Haruhi, Nekozawa/Haruhi, and Satoshi/Haruhi.