Okay, so the same, standard disclaimer applies.

People are out of character, I realize that. Just roll with it, please.

Kyoya was quick to spring into action at this realization. He rang for the on staff guard, and pulled out his cell phone, because if Haruhi was actually missing, someone was going to pay.

"Yes Sir?" The night guard asked, standing in the doorway of the master suite.

"Why is my wife gone?" Kyoya asked, tensely gripping his phone in one hand, and keeping the other in a tight fist. The guard shifted his weight, looking down before replying, "I'm not quite sure sir."

"Is it not your job to make sure that everyone under my roof is accounted for?" Kyoya's voice was deathly quiet, the calm before the storm, so to speak.

"Well, sir." The guard sighed. He didn't want to tell his boss about the ugly rumors that had circled the mansion all afternoon, but it seemed like this would be the only way to keep his job.

"Mrs. Ootori was seen leaving the house with her gentleman lover." Kyoya felt like someone had struck him in the chest. He was cold, and goosebumps popped up on his arms. A lover? Haruhi had a lover? The words seemed strange, like trying to fit un-matching puzzle pieces together, the resulting picture being unrecognizable. She couldn't. She was married to him, after all, and nothing had seemed out of place before. Haruhi couldn't be cheating on him, could she?

He pushed the thought aside, though the insecurity and doubt still lingered, just below the surface of his consciousness. That would be absurd. This in Haruhi he was thinking of, the girl wasn't capable of anything close to that. His phone beeped, a shrill, annoying alarm, letting him know he had a message and, thankfully, getting him out of his head.

Kyoya almost collapsed with relief when he heard Haruhi's voice through the speaker. She sounded so tired as she informed him she was 'staying here.' Though he didn't know where 'here' was, he was comforted by the fact that wherever she was, she would be able to contact him.

That was, until he reached the end of the recording, where he could hear a man's muffled laughter, and something that sounded like 'you're so cute.' The comforted feeling, the feeling that she was safe, all of it disappeared with that one comment.

Maybe what everyone was saying was true. He didn't want to believe it, but the evidence seemed to be laid out clearly in front of him. Haruhi was having an affair.

The lady in question woke up, very confused, in a room she didn't seem to remember ever seeing before, though it seemed very familiar.

She knew two things for sure. One, this was definitely not her house, and two, when she got home, Kyoya was going to flip. Realizing that she had left Kyoya with no way to know where she was, Haruhi panicked, and sat up with a start. She hopped out of bed, fighting waves of nausea as she ran out the hall to look for someone that could help her find out where she was, and how to get home.

As Haruhi ran through the halls, slowly waking up, she began to remember what happened the night before. How she had been hanging out with Kaoru, the movies, the phone call. Well, at least Kyoya knew where she was.

"Haruhi? What are you doing up so early?" Haruhi turned on her heel to see Kaoru, the friend in question, at the end of the hall.

"I always get up this early." Haruhi said, smiling sheepishly.

"Well, why don't you come down to breakfast?" Kaoru asked, waving her down the hallway. Haruhi followed him to the kitchen, where the smell of soup and fish assaulted her nose. Suddenly, she couldn't fight back the nausea anymore. She ran to the nearest sink, and emptied her stomach into it.

"Haruhi, this isn't-" Kaoru began, and Haruhi could tell he was concerned for her, but she cut him off.

"it's fine, I'm fine." She said, determinedly grabbing a bowl of rice off the counter and eating it faster then was healthy.

"You're not. You're throwing up more then a teenager in college. I'm taking you home, so Kyoya can take you to a doctor." Kaoru said, taking the bowl from Haruhi and hoisting her to her feet.

"Get your bag. I'll get the car."

"Wait, Kaoru, no." Haruhi pleaded. "I don't want to worry Kyoya, don't you have a doctor here, that's not connected to Ootori Enterprises that I can see?" Haruhi only asked, because she knew that she had her own doctor at home, and the part of her that was used to the wealthy lifestyle expected the Hitachiin household to have one too.

Kaoru looked her up and down, before nodding.

"Go back to your room, I'll send a doctor in." He saw her eyes light in victory before she turned to find her way back to the room she slept in.

"One condition, Haruhi." Kaoru called out, stopping her at the door. "If it's serious, I will tell Kyoya, weather you want me to, or not." Haruhi nodded, happy he had given in to her request.

"Miss Fujioka?" The doctor asked, entering the room with her test results. "Ah-"

"I'm fine, right? You can tell Kaoru nothing's wrong with me." Haruhi said, a bit ill-tempered, as she glared at the redhead man that wouldn't leave her alone.

"Actually, well." The doctor began, nervously trying to phrase what he wanted to say in a way that was the least shocking he could come up with. "Well, there's nothing wrong with you per say," He sighed, "Miss Fujioka, you're two months pregnant, congratulations?" He finally managed to squeak out, before beating a hasty retreat.

The former classmates sat in a stunned silence. Haruhi was pregnant?

"Kaoru," Kaoru looked down, tentatively at his former classmate, ready to face her wrath. Instead, he found her staring down in amazement at her stomach. "There's a baby in there." She was already glowing, It was that happiest Kaoru thought he'd ever seen her.

"Hey," He said, breaking Haruhi out of her reverie. "You can tell Kyoya this one, alright?" Kaoru didn't think it was possible for her to look any happier, but she seemed to brighten even more at the mention of telling her husband.

"Kyoya! Kyoya needs to know, now. Take me home so I can tell him!" Kaoru laughed at her excitement as she practically dragged him down the hallway.

The car ride back home was silent, though Haruhi looked like she was about to burst with anticipation. She had her hands on the door handle when they pulled up to the gate, and she was about to fly down the driveway to the house, when Kaoru stopped her.

"Haruhi, can you not tell anyone I'm back yet? It's kind of, going to be a surprise. Think of it as a secret trade." He winked at her, and Haruhi threw her arms around his neck, before saying goodbye.

Once she was out of the car, she did practically fly down the drive, long as it was. She didn't even stop until she reached the door. Haruhi took a deep breath, readying herself to go in there, and change the lives of the entire Ootori family forever.

So, you know, same thing. Let me know if you want the next chapter.

xoxo

Belle