Mothers Day :)

I couldn't resist... heheheh~

Should be fun, and I hope you all like it, and stuff, and review please!

I think there's a slight hint of Haruhi x Kyouya in this one... sorry for that.

Kyouya moaned and rolled over in his bed, opening one groggy eye, and peeked the digital clock on his bedside table.

12:34 pm.

Well, that's what he gets for staying up until 6 o'clock trying to figure out where the latest funds for the host club had gone. Tamaki had probably done something, made some plans without telling him... but if he tried to say anything, the blond would whine and remind him that he was 'king'.

What he says, for the most part, goes.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and stay in bed until four o'clock, then repeat this mind numbing, exhausting routine, there was a knock at the door, and a maid tentatively popped her head in.

"Master Ootori, there are some people here to see you." she said, with a hint of a whimper... walking into the teens room was a task that even the strong hearted would fear. He had a terrible temper if you woke him.

"Tell them to go away." came the muffled reply, and she sighed in relief... he wasn't going to kill her.

"Yes sir."

So she went away, but moments later, she knocked again, and peeked in. He sighed, and sat up. Whoever it was, they weren't relenting.

"Sir, they... they say it's a special day today, and that you should get dressed..." she mumbled, looking utterly petrified now the evil child was looking at her.

"And who might these people be who are ordering me about?"

"M-master Suoh and his friends." she said, quietly.

"God dammit." he hissed, then he saw her scared face, and he waved her away.

Knowing that Tamaki would not leave, he dragged himself out of bed, and pulled on a pair of black pants, and a purple tunic. He finished buttoning it up, looked in the mirror, and then brushed his hair through.

He then washed his face quickly to wake himself up properly, put on his glasses, and went out to greet the rabble.

The whole host club was sat on his sofa, smiling at him, holding boxes and cards.

"... What are you doing?"

"Celebrating!" cheered Tamaki, who jumped up and down, thrusting a present into Kyouya's hands.

"...It's April, my birthday is in November."

"We know that Kyo-chan! But it's mothers day today."

And then, the penny dropped.

Mothers day.

And Kyouya had been given the title mother in host club.

Stupid bastards.

"I don't want them." he muttered, turning, but he felt Tamaki latch onto his waist, and the tins and bounded forward to grab his arms and steer him back towards the group.

"Not so fast mother!" Hikaru chuckled, putting an emphasis on mother.

"We're all going to sit in the garden, and have tea." Kaoru finished, grinning.

"... I hate you all." Kyouya muttered, but there was nothing he could do now.

-x-x-x-x-x-

The garden had been decorated for the occasion, and Kyouya was sat with the others around a large circular table. He had a small plastic crown on his head which Tamaki had found in a commoner shop, and he was trying to calm everybody down, because for the most part they were hyper.

The only people who looked like they wish they were somewhere else, were, of course, Kyouya, Haruhi and Mori.

But to be honest, it wasn't that bad. There was a meal Tamaki had asked the cooks to make, and it just happened to be Kyouya's favourite, Spicy Curry.

Of course, there was cake for those who wanted, it. Kyouya declined politely, because he didn't care for very sweet things. However, when Tamaki whispered something in Haruhi's ear, and she dashed inside, he started to wonder. When she came back out and placed a cheesecake in front of him, the only sweet thing he would ever eat because he secretly loved it.

"Thank-you..." he said, smiling.

"No problem!" gushed Tamaki, obviously thinking the thanks was for him. "And when you're done eating, you have to open the gifts!"

Kyouya just nodded, but eating slower wasn't going to deter the ecstatic blond. He was determined to have Kyouya open his gift, so tried to feed Kyouya, who promptly shoved him away and wolfed the rest down, after spotting the twins eye him, holding up forks of their own.

So now the food was gone, he could carry on with this stupid day.

Tamaki's gift was a silver chain he could wear around his neck. Normally, he would class this sort of 'man jewellery' as gaudy and unattractive to him, but this looked classier. And expensive...

The twins gave him some new cashmere sweaters, in black, grey, and white, which he was quite pleased with.

Honey got him some new dress shoes, while Mori gave him some casual, day to day shoes that he quite liked the look of. Black, but the design didn't scream 'business man' more... cool, collected, but I'm still better than you. He swapped them for the shoes he was wearing now, which made his sempai smile at him.

A rare thing indeed.

Then he looked at Haruhi's gift. Small in comparison to the others (minus Tamaki's chain, but the expanse more than made up for the size). She seemed to think that her gift wasn't any good, and she handed it over almost reluctantly.

Kyouya smiled to himself, before tearing the wrapping paper apart with childish abandon to find a brand new, leather bound, expensive notebook, along with a sleek black pan that had his initials engraved in silver. K.O. In elegant cursive writing.

"Haruhi... this is... thank-you." he mumbled, turning the book and pen over in his hands, while smiling to himself.

"Really?" she asked, sounding shocked.

"Yes... how much did it cost?"

"Doesn't matter."

"Okay then." he mumbled, but he had no intention of letting the subject drop.

Then they shoved cards at him. There was one that said 'to my wife, happy mothers day!' guess who from?

Then there was 'you're the best mommy!'

'Love you thiiiiiiis much' with a teddy holding it's arms far apart.

That was the twins taking the piss...

Honey and Mori had a joint card, that was blank inside, besides 'To Kyouya, from Honey and Mori', which, so far was his favourite, because they weren't pushing their luck in any way, shape or form.

Then Haruhi handed over a card. It wasn't in an envelope, and it was quite simply a piece of card, with a picture of a smiley face on it, and inside, in crayon, in very crude writing, saying:

'To Mum, happy mothers day! Love, Haruhi.'

He looked at it for a minute, and smiled.

"Thank you... all of you." he said, smiling.

"See! I knew you'd love it!" gushed Tamaki, while the twins grinned at each other, high-fiving, and the seniors smiled too. Haruhi grinned at Kyouya, and he smiled back.

After everyone had had some more food, Kyouya had swapped his tunic for the grey cashmere shirt and put the silver chain on, keeping the shoes Mori had given him, but promising Honey he'd wear his for school, everyone decided to head on home.

Kyouya was waving them off, when he stopped Haruhi.

"I wanted to thank you again for the book and pen."

"No problem..." she replied, then paused. "And, I'm not telling you how much it cost."

"You don't have to tell me." he replied, tactfully using reverse psychology and a friendly smile.

"... Tamaki told us about this mothers day scheme in January. It took me months to think about what you might want. But to be honest... you deserve a day for you."

"I do, do I?" he asked.

"Yeah... even if it's something as daft as this. You do a lot for the club."

"I try."

"You mean a lot to... them guys."

"That's a nice thought." he chuckled.

"I think those gifts softened you up." she noted, looking back at the twins who were shouting for her to hurry up, or else she'll have to find her own ride. Kyouya gave them a signal to just go, so they shrugged and went to it. Haruhi looked at Kyouya.

"I hope you know how I'm gonna get back."

"I'll give you a ride."

"...Okay?"

-x-x-x-x-x-

Kyouya got in the limo with Haruhi, but he'd also brought the card that she'd given him. About half way there, to break the silence that had fallen between them, he pulled it out and asked.

"How old is this thing?"

Haruhi paused, before smiling wryly.

"About ten years old. I made it for my mum... but she never got it."

"Oh... I'm sorry." he said quietly, realizing that it was indeed ten years since Haruhi's mother had passed away.

"Don't be." she laughed. "It's just a card."

"Yet, you kept it for ten years?"

The brunette glanced out of the window. She was quiet for a very long time, until she smiled.

"It's only a card. But it was for my mum. She always kept our family together. And... I suppose Tamaki is right when he says we're a family. And since you hold us all together and stop us all going crazy, then you're as good as mum. Therefore, the card is right for you."

"You have a... different look on these things."

"I think Tamaki's rubbing off on me in some way. I get all connected to these stupid events."

Kyouya just chuckled, and told Haruhi that they were nearly at her house.

She was getting out, when he stopped her.

"About your debt... I'm knocking off ten grand." he smiled.

"Thanks... and Kyouya... Happy mothers day." she replied, not looking overly shocked, but still pleasantly surprised.