Alright this is an updated version to the story that took me the longest time to figure out. It isn't the same as before so I encourage you to read this again so you don't get confused in later chapters! Love you guys and by the way I cried so hard writing this!
Each Host looked to Haruhi, but she never continued.
This girl they all had in their hearts, each of them carrying some sort of love for their dear friend.
Haruhi turns to look out of the window, it's spring and the flowers have bloomed, a faint smile graces her lips as she speaks, her voice hollow, "The season has changed again, so quickly too. I guess time really does fly."
Hikaru frowns and bites back his tongue, but Kaoru has other plans, "Haruhi, speak to us! We can't fix anything if you don't let us in!"
Haruhi turned to them, "You mean like you guys let me in? Or are you referring the way I never heard a word from you for six years!" she was yelling now. "I've had enough!"
Her face was filled with such fury; the scars they left were deep, that much was obvious.
Kyoya placed a hand on Kaoru's shoulder, and leaned in to whisper in his ear. Kaoru nodded and stepped back to stand next to his brother who laced his fingers with his own.
Tamaki placed a calming hand on Kaoru's arm.
The door was flung open with a slam, catching even Hunny and Mori off guard. A six year old boy who was rather tall for his age at four feet with blazing brown eyes walked next to his mom.
He took one look at his mom who was glaring at the unwelcomed guests and turned to them,
"The last time I saw my mom in so much pain was because of my father, then with Granddad, I won't let you hurt her anymore."
A slim man with bright blonde hair and brown eyes leaned against the door frame. Kai walked over to pat Akira's head, "Why don't you take your mom to her room for a minute."
Akira nodded and pulled her mom's arm much to her distaste in leaving.
The door was shut behind them as Layla follow suit.
Kai turned to the six men in the room, with a heavy sigh he began, "I think you guys should leave-"
Before he could finish Hunny spoke, "No. I don't want to leave again." noises of approval were made from each of them.
Kai smiled sadly, "I didn't mean for good, but give her some time to adjust, you bombarded her at work and now at home. It was invasive of her privacy and frankly rude for people who are no longer as close as you once were. She has told me few things about you and they were not always good. You're not in her good favor right now."
Hikaru spat, "Who are you to tell us what to do?"
Kai sighed again, "I'm not a threat so stop glaring, just ask my boyfriend, I'm not very scary."
The tension in the room lessened slightly.
Mori relaxed against the wall and watched as Hunny sighed in slight relief.
Tamaki looked directly at Kai, "Where is Ranka?"
"I don't think that's my place to tell you, like I said give it time." With that Kai walked to the door and opened it, "I'll have someone show you guys out." The door closed with a click.
A minute passed and it opened again as Akira stepped through, he walked over to get a glass of water and as he was leaving he stopped to turn his head at the old hosts, "I don't think your bad people, not like my father." he sighed and left without finishing his thought.
Three Days later.
The host stood stiffly in the living room of Haruhi's house, each one a bit nervous. They heard a door shut and heels on the floor.
Looking up they found a member of their family that they had left so long ago.
A petite but slightly curvy brunette stepped down the stairs. Her long hair was left wavy, it was just like her not to bother too much with appearance. She wore a shade of beige, the dress hugging her then flowing out at her hips and the straps crisscrossing in the back. Her big brown eyes stared right at them.
Her son dressed in a pair of black jeans and navy blue shirt sat on her hip. He was smirking at the dumbstruck face of the hosts.
She looked at them and giggled to herself before addressing them, "Alright you wanted to know what happened then so be it. Have your driver follow mine." She turned and walked out the door.
After what seemed like the longest car ride they have had to endure in their lives they stopped.
When they opened the door and stepped out what they saw had made them want to fall to their knees.
Each one had a solemn face and the wind carried away their gasps of shock.
Haruhi got out of her own car and looked to them with a sad smile, Akira hid his face in the side of her neck. They followed her lead without so much as a word.
The slow breeze reminding them that this isn't a dream and that they can't wake up or go back in time had made them feel sick.
The grass under their feet was damp and the skies were slightly cloudy.
Haruhi stopped and the sun's rays that peeked through the clouds seemed to caress the stones form.
The hosts watched from only a few feet away as Haruhi knelt down and set Akira down. Akira avoided eye contact with the host and faced the stone form.
He handed his mother the flowers. A combination of pink Carnations to never forget, Hydrangeas to say thank you and Sweet peas to say goodbye.
A strangled breath is heard and Haruhi raises her hand to cover her mouth as a few tears streak down her face. Her tears are heartbreaking as she refuses to seem too upset, ignoring the damp grass getting on her knees she placed down the flowers. Akira wraps his arm around his mother and his tears could be seen as he silently cries.
The hosts just watch in absolute shock and sorrow. They couldn't believe it, it couldn't be true.
After a while Haruhi rose, her tears stopped but the stains on her cheeks are a painful reminder.
She hugged her son close as she walked back to the car but not before turning a few feet away and in the softest and quietest voice any of them had heard she says, "I'll always love you."
As she passes the hosts and a sad smile is directed their way and she places her hand on Tamaki's shoulder, "He still cared for you all, he never forgot about you. He loved you like sons even if you didn't spend a lot of time with him."
He drops to his knees and holds his head in his heads as tears flow. His teeth grind in frustration along with Kyoya who leans down to comfort him.
Honey leans into his cousin, not saying a word.
Hikaru says in a hushed tone, "Why?"
No one answers and he grows louder, "Why? Why didn't we know? Why was it always Haruhi? She always gets hurt but now this?!" He turns to go into the awaiting limo with his brother.
Kyoya guids Tamaki in the car who can't seem to hold himself together.
Honey walks over to the stone figure, his cousin watching from afar.
A few tears land onto the stone and mixes in with the rain. In the softest tone Honey has ever used he says, "You were always smiling, always happy. It was nice to finally meet an adult who could be honest and treat us like actual teenagers and we will never forget that, it meant so, so much. I'll protect her, I promise."
He walks away but he turns at the last minute, the falling leaves dancing slowly, "Goodbye Ranka."
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Ryoji Fujioka "Ranka"
A father, Grandfather and best friend.
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(Warning before you continue. The guys are around the ages of 25-28 That means my story is rated M for a reason. No lemons but hinted themes.)
In the Suoh house, Tamaki is lounging on a plush sofa in only a white silk bathrobe. A cigarette held between his fingers as he takes a puff letting the smoke into the air of his bedroom.
A smile plays on his lips and he sees Kyoya step out from his bathroom in a pair of sweatpants and a towel draped around his neck to catch the drops of water from his hair.
He looks at Tamaki and a not very convincing scowl is placed on his face, "You left marks moron."
Tamaki eyes the small red marks on his neck and laughs, "It isn't like they don't know Mommy."
Kyoya slightly chokes on his water, "Back to that huh? Besides, Haruhi I'm sure doesn't know yet. We may not hide it from our friends and our families know but we don't advertise it."
Tamaki frowns, "Have you come to an understanding with him?
Kyoya barks a cold laugh, "No, but we do business and go our own ways. Though I keep in touch with Fuyumi and my brothers. You and I have a lunch date in a week with them."
Tamaki smiles at that, "Good, we haven't seen them in a while and Kyoya, you surpassed your father long ago and now own the company. He may not approve your life choices but he hasn't cut you from his life, I think that is a plus."
Kyoya looks to the blonde warmly, glad to have him be the light he needs.
Tamaki pouts and then sighs, "It feels nostalgic almost."
Kyoya sits next to him, "We have to make sure we don't leave her again, or else we might not get another chance. She has had a difficult life so far."
Tamaki nods in agreement and they rise to go sleep. Both of them thinking about their now gone flamboyant and sometimes scary friend.
Tamaki lets out a heavy sigh as he wraps his arms around his lover, "He really is gone, isn't he?"
Kyoya doesn't answer, he only holds the blonde closer.
Review and let me know what you think.
At first I didn't plan on Tamaki and Kyoya being a pair, it just kind of happened but I like it so I'm going to continue it that way.
See you all soon!