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Over the Edge	By : kierasama Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 3609 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. It belongs to Bisco Hatori. I only own the plot. I make no money from this story.

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"Talking"

Thinking

Chapter Ten: The Return Home

Haruhi cried out in pain. She felt like she was splitting in half. She was currently eight months pregnant, and in labor. She let out a loud sob as another contraction hit her. A hand offered her a cup of ice chips. She took one gratefully and popped it into her mouth. "Thank you." she said.

"It's not a problem." Kyoya replied to her whilst brushing her hair from her face.

"I don't know how you are able to get away from home so often Kyoya-senpai." Haruhi said softly. "I'm sure the others are suspicious."

"Not at all. I simply told them I had to keep going for business. They are so gullible that it isn't that hard to stretch the truth." Kyoya said. It was kind of like business though, he was at the hospital overseeing things after all.

"I also don't understand why you would come all this way just because I am in labor. Isn't it a bother?" she asked.

"Not really. You are my friend, and it is only natural that I would want to be there for you when you are in pain." he said softly, keeping the longing from reaching his tone. Sure he had loved her, and for a long while now...but she loved Mori-senpai, and he understood that he was the one who held her heart. Kyoya wouldn't do anything to ruin the pureness of her feelings, no matter how much he wanted directed at himself.

Haruhi smiled at him sadly. "I am thankful to you, Kyoya-senpai, but I wish Takashi was here..." a tear slipped from her eyes.

He grasped her hand in comfort, "I know."

Haruhi opened her mouth to ask him a question, but a scream forced it's way through instead. "Oh my god!" she cried out. "Make it stop! I swear, if Takashi was here I would kill him!"

Kyoya called for the nurse. "What is taking so long?"

"Here," she said lifting the sheet, "Let me check...ah. It is as I thought. You're fully dilated. Just let me fetch the doctor and we can begin." she left the room in a hurry.

"This is it Haruhi. You're gonna be a mother." Kyoya said to her with a smile.

"Yeah...I'm gonna be a mommy." she said with her eyes wide. She broke out into a smile that disappeared as soon as it began due to another throb of pain.

"Ah, here we are." the doctor said as he hurried into the room and got into position. On your next contraction I want you to push..."

Haruhi screamed as she squeezed Kyoya's hand. "Ahhhhh!"

She had been at it for over two hours, and the head was finally crowning.

"That's it Haruhi! One more push!" Kyoya cheered her on.

Haruhi grunted as she bore down, and let out an unearthly scream. The doctor moved and smiled. He raised up a small body.

"Congratulations, Miss Fujioka, it's a baby boy!" he said as he showed her. He quickly cleaned the child and wrapped him in a blanket. Turning to the pair, he handed the child toward Kyoya, who held up his hands.

"I'm not the father..." he said.

The doctor nodded and handed Haruhi her son.

Haruhi took her baby from the doctor and cradled him to her chest. She looked down on his wrinkled little body and smiled. "Hello my love, I'm you're mommy. I love you so much, my sweet little boy."

The doctor looked confused and wrote something down on a pad of paper. Kyoya noticed and asked what it was.

"Well, it is strange that the child did not cry after it was born...they usually make quite a commotion..." he said.

"No, it's not strange." Haruhi said with the softest of knowing smiles. She looked up at the confused doctor. "His father rarely talked...he looks just like his daddy..." Haruhi bent to press a kiss to her son's forehead.

"No! You can't go in there yet!" a woman's voice called from down the hall outside. "I said stop! Now really, you can't just go bursting into the birthing rooms like that!"

They heard a crash and the nurse cursing at herself. The doctor turned to leave the room to see what the commotion was when he hit a broad chest.

"Ah."

Kyoya looked up and smiled. He stood and stepped out of the way. "I'll be in the waiting room if you need me." he informed Haruhi as he left the room.

"Haruhi..."

She looked up and smiled at him with tears in her eyes. "Takashi...come see our baby...your son."

His eyes widened as he looked down on their child. "I have a son?" he asked, suddenly feeling very vulnerable. "We have a son?"

Haruhi smiled and nodded at him. "He looks like you."

"H-he looks like...really?" he peered down at the tiny baby in her arms. He reached out to stroke the child's head, but then stopped. He looked at his hands. They were so big...and his son was so small.

Haruhi held him out. "Would you like to hold him Takashi?"

"I-I don't know...I've never held a baby..." he said, unsure.

"I'll show you." with that she placed the baby in his hands and showed him how to hold their son.

He stared down at the tiny life in his hands. The baby was wiggling a bit and Takashi instinctively pulled him closer to himself. He had a light dusting of very fine black hair that was sticking up slightly, the tiniest nose and ears. Takashi fell in love that second. With this perfect little baby that he had created with the woman he loved. He whispered to his son and then kissed him on his forehead.

He stood there for a while longer until the baby let out a scream. Takashi jumped in shock and looked at Haruhi in a panic. He frowned when she laughed and held out her arms.

"He might be hungry." she said as she opened her gown and settled their boy down. It took several tries, but soon he was latched onto her breast and suckling contentedly.

Takashi looked down at the mother of his child and touched her face. "I love you Haruhi, thank you...you gave me something that I didn't know I wanted, but now that I watch you with him, I am so thankful...thank you." he knelt beside her and kissed her lips. "I love you..."

"I love you Takashi."

He looked at his son with a smile, "What do you want to name him..." he asked.

"Well...I was thinking of a name when you were in surgery..." she said.

'Hm?"

"Takaya...After you..." she said kissing him softly. "It means respectful one."

Takashi smiled as he kissed his lovers lips softly.

Takaya had just been discharged from the hospital a week after he was born. They had kept him inside an incubator due to his being premature. They ran several tests before declaring him ready to leave.

His parents were currently on the earliest flight to Japan. Takashi had called Kyoya and asked him if the paperwork for their son was in order. Since Takaya had been born in America, they needed to change his nationality on the birth certificate. Kyoya had assured him that it was done and ready for them to pick up when they got there.

Haruhi was sleeping on Takashi's shoulder, while he rubbed her arm absently. How had he gotten so lucky? First he finds out that the girl he loves, loved him back, they were rescued from the island in the nick of time, and now here he was, with his girlfriend curled up against him on one side, and his son sleeping peacefully on his other. Takashi had never been happier.

He looked up as a man boarded the plane and cast a snide glance at the family. His lips curled into a snarl as he said, "Of course, I get stuck in front of a baby." he spat out the word baby as if it was a curse word. Then said, "Just keep the brat quiet and we won't have a problem."

Takashi shook with rage. The man was obviously returning to Japan from a business trip, judging by his attire. He should know who he was. Not that he liked throwing his family name into things, far from it, but when some random stranger makes rude remarks toward his child, Takashi would do anything. He carefully removed Haruhi from his person, and stood.

He silently walked to the man's seat and bent at the waist. He grabbed his shirt. Glaring into the frightened man's face he said, "That 'brat' is the heir to the Morinozuka name, you'll do well to show my son respect." Takashi said calmly. With that he threw the man back into his seat.

"Oh yeah! Well who do you think you are to threaten me!" the man snarled, obviously didn't get it.

"My name, is Morinozuka Takashi, and that is my son you just insulted." he said in a deadly serious voice.

"Takashi Morinozuka is dead! It said so on the news." the man retorted. "You're obviously an imposter."

"Did they every find the body?" Takashi asked.

The man was silent.

"Exactly. Watch the news Saturday night, the interview is scheduled for that day." Takashi said as he returned to his seat.

"Takashi? What happened?" Haruhi asked, having just woken up.

"Nothing, it's taken care of. Don't worry." he told her with a kiss.

Haruhi nodded and smiled at him. "How is Takaya? Is he awake?"

"No, after we took off he fell right to sleep." he told her. "Oh, do you want to go see your father first after we get home? We'll spend the night in a hotel first of course."

"What about your parents?" she asked, "What about Hunny-senpai?"

Takashi looked away for a minute. He seemed to be thinking. "I think we'll have less problems from Ranka than from my parents." he said quietly.

Haruhi said, "So you're saying my father is less scary than your parents?"

He looked at her, and his eyes showed his reluctance to nod, but she knew that is what he had meant.

Haruhi laughed heartily.

They reached Tokyo and after hailing a cab, made their way to an Ootori owned hotel, where they were given a private room and orders not to disturb them. "Thank You Kyoya." Takashi said into the phone. "Tomorrow. Yeah, Ranka's place. Okay, we'll see you tomorrow. I will, bye." he hung up the phone and turned to Haruhi.

She stood a ways away from him, gently rocking their son to sleep. She had just fed and burped him so it was time for bed. He walked to her and pulled them to his chest. He stood there, just holding his family. "I'm so lucky." he whispered to her. "I'm so happy to have both of you." he kissed her softly, then his son.

When Takaya was sleeping, and on the bed between them, they slept, waiting to finally see their friends and family once again.

Ranka smiled sadly at the group who had been his daughters best friends. They had come to his house, on Kyoya's request. He said that there was something he thought that they would want to know, but he couldn't say anything until he got the phone call.

They sat around the Kotatsu, it was in the middle of winter now, and Tamaki was happily laying his head on the tabletop. His smile didn't quite reach his eyes though, as none of their smiles did. They were just trying, because Kyoya had said there would be a surprise around three o'clock.

The phone rang, and Kyoya answered with his usual, "It's Kyoya." he walked away and said, "What do you mean? I thought we had agreed on three?" Kyoya walked out of the room entirely. "No, it's fine. I understand, do what you have to do. Just get here soon okay? Everyone is waiting. Yes. Okay, bye." he hung up the phone.

Kyoya entered the family room again, "Bad news, your surprise is going to be here a bit late, something happened and had to be taken care of."

Ranka sighed. He had just dressed up in his best dress for this surprise, and now Kyoya is making them wait. "Phooy." he said with a face.

"I know!" Tamaki said around a half an hour later. "Let's go out to eat, and then when we get back, Kyoya's present will be here and we can have it then!" he turned to Ranka who seemed to like the idea.

"Kyoya could we? I am getting a bit hungry..." Ranka asked.

Kyoya sighed, "I suppose so. We need to be back by six though." he led the way out of the apartment. The rest of the group followed him, and as they were waiting for Ranka to lock the door, Kyoya spotted something out of the corner of his eye.

A bright yellow taxi was parked against the curb, and a tall dark haired man, was helping a woman out of the back. The man reached into the backseat pulled out a small bundle, which he handed to the woman, and pulled out an infant carrier.

Kyoya smirked and made his way to the two.

"Kyoya! Where did you-" Tamaki's voice was cut short as he watched his friend interacting with the two people next to the cab.

Kyoya said something to them, and they turned.

They watched as Takashi and Haruhi walked towards them up the path. Haruhi stood, with Takashi's hand on her lower back. Her arms full of baby.

"Hey dad, I'm home."

A/N: Well I hope you enjoyed this story, as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please review and let me know what you think.

I will be writing a sequel, but I am not sure when. Please be patient and I will write it as soon as I can.
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