* Edited and re-uploaded 04-28-10 * I apologize for any mistakes that remain.

Ouran High School Host Club belongs to Hatori Bisco

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These events occur after chapter 76 of the manga. If you have not read chapter 76 or the prior chapters contains spoilers.

-Good morning, Kyouya-

The orange and pink pastel light of morning painted the room. Kyouya leaned back on his couch the file he had been reviewing loosely held in one hand a cooling cup of coffee gripped tightly in the other. He took a sip with a grimace. He quickly downed the remainder and placed the cup next to a small neat stack of papers. He felt heavy but he made no move toward his bed. He had class in a few hours if he slept he would miss a third day.

He was contemplating the consequences of leaving school early twice when his door was flung open and a babbling Tamaki entered a barely contained natural disaster. Kyouya allowed him to careen about the room ranting like a lunatic off his meds. Tamaki he noted seemed to be enjoying himself. His speech punctuated by dramatic poses and flourishes.

"So am I right," Tamaki asked a conspiratorial grin on his face.

Kyouya blinked at him, his sleep deprived mind sorting through Tamaki's disjointed speech. He was able to decipher that a third world government had collapsed and Tamaki was convinced Kyouya was the cause. His theories to why Kyouya would do this were comical.

He adjusted his glasses, "Really wouldn't bringing down a military government be more likely accomplished by Honey?"

Tamaki's eyes widened, "Do you think he…"

"No."

Tamaki looked disappointed at his curt reply, "Was there some point to this," Kyouya asked.

Tamaki's shoulders slumped his voice lacked its characteristic dramatic tones, "I couldn't keep my word to her."

Kyouya jerked upright, "Your Grandmother?"

"Haruhi, I told her many times I would protect her yet I've abandoned her to the cruel machinations of this evil world," he cried despairingly.

"You invaded my home at this god awful hour for this crap? One, I doubt she took you seriously. No one in their right mind could take half the nonsense you spew seriously. Two, she is stronger than you are giving her credit for. She is certainly better equipped to deal with reality than you," he growled at the blond boy.

"But there was a storm and she was alone. I could hear her terrified cries all through the night," Tamaki paused and looked at Kyouya, "Wait why are you up?"

"Was it your wish to wake me?" he questioned menacingly.

Tamaki took a step backward shaking his head, waving his arms in denial, "No, no I just noticed how early it is and you are awake and all."

Kyouya's body was beginning to ache from lack of sleep. Perhaps he could miss another day? No, that was not an option.

"I am awake because I have not slept and if you continue spouting your fantasies at me I will have you thrown out, it is too early for it. You did not hear her cries. She was not cowering in fear so enough already."

"How can you say that you know she is afraid of storms. Do you have no care for our daughter?"

"I thought you had given that up?"

Tamaki gave a sheepish smile, "Habit."

Kyouya chuckled and began gathering up his work he would get no more accomplished, "Look I know she was not cowering in fear. I was with her through out the storm. That is why I have not slept, it was late when I got home and I had work to finish for today. By the time I completed it there was little point in sleeping."

Kyouya raised his hand halting the other teen's voice, "I left school to speak with Ranka-san. He was concerned for Haruhi and I reassured him that she was safe. I remained with her during the storm; we watched the rain and talked. I suggest you take a moment to consider your next words."

"That's good," Tamaki's voice was sad and relieved something Kyouya had not heard before. He wondered at the guilty tightening of his chest.

"Tamaki?"

"Oh, I took notes for you since you were gone," he proclaimed proudly handing Kyouya a notebook.

Kyouya flipped through the pages, they were filled with crude doodles interspaced with a few sentences pertaining to their classes. Really how did this idiot maintain the second rank for their grade? He looked closely at the pages. They were covered in hearts containing Tamaki and Haruhi's initials, a list of names, which he assumed, were possible children's names, a drawing that looked suspiciously like him with cat ears, and a short cartoon. The cartoon caused Kyouya to throw back his head with laughter. The first panel showed the twins telling Honey that the world was a giant cake. The second an absurdly bloated Honey floating in empty space with a thought bubble containing the words cake, cake, cake, cake.

Tamaki was grinning at him. Kyouya hit him on the head with the notebook as he walked past, "Let's get some breakfast."

Tamaki trailed along behind like an excitable puppy, "I know of this great commoner restaurant."

"No."

"But…"

"No."

Author's Note:

Happy holidays! I know I just finished saying that it could be a minute before I posted the next chapter but it is a Christmas miracle. I know this was short however; I really wanted to get this out. I was giggling like an idiot while writing this scene with Kyouya and Tamaki so I hope I am not the only one who finds it amusing… well it was after mid-night on Christmas eve… and… don't judge me!

*Laugh*

Its ok judge away, I am still doing a happy kender dance this morning.

Unknown male voice, "Happy kender dance, huh. Hey why am I an unknown male voice?"

"Quiet or you will be annoying voice from now on."

"Is that so…"

"What are you doing? Stop. I'm sorry. Ahhh."

Sound of bare feet running about the room…

Bye Bye.