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A Matter Of Inheritance	By : kierasama Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 2113 -:- 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

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Chapter two: A Matter Of Avoidance.

Haruhi returned to her home she shared with Kyoya the following morning. She fed her son and lay him in his crib. Turning the mobile on she leaned in to kiss his small forehead. She covered him in a light blanket before leaving the room to look for her husband.

Kyoya had to be very irate, when he wasn't able to find her at her fathers the night before. She took a breath, and a moment to steel her resolve as she knocked on his office door.

"Enter."

She swallowed nervously, yep. He was mad. She opened the door and walked in. Standing in front of his desk, she waited for him to acknowledge her. He did so, with a flick of his eyes.

"Sit." he ordered. "We have much to discuss."

Haruhi did as she was told, sitting with her legs crossed. She slid her fingers together and waited.

Kyoya finished typing his report up, before allowing himself to shut the laptop. He sat back against his chair. "Haruhi." he began. "Where were you last night."

"I told you I would be at my fathers." Haruhi began.

"But you weren't." Kyoya said angrily.

"I know. It was a last minute decision. Mitsukuni invited me and Kyoichi to stay over and watch movies with them, so I took him up on the offer." Haruhi lied.

"You are married, Haruhi, you shouldn't be staying at another man's house."

"Since when? You never had a problem with it before Kyoichi was born, so why now?" Haruhi asked him.

"Since you had my child, that's when. He and you should be at home, where you belong." he said.

"I don't see why it even matters. You know I am married to you, and you know that I would never cheat on you, even if we don't love one another. It goes against my morals to do so." Haruhi argued. "He is my friend, and has been since high school. He is like an older brother to me, so I fail to see the problem."

Haruhi was mad. How could Kyoya even think that she would sink that low. My god, they had known each other since school, he should know how she felt about that!

"I don't want you seeing them anymore Haruhi." Kyoya demanded, the usual glint from his glasses were missing, and Haruhi could see the crazed look in them. To be honest, it scared her.

"W-What?" she asked, shocked.

"If you attempt to see any of our old friends again, I will take full custody of Kyoichi, and divorce you. You will never see him again. I don't like being made the fool, Haruhi, and that is exactly what happens when you are seen with a man other than me in public." Kyoya threatened her.

"You can't do that! Why would you do this to me! I thought you were my friend Kyoya! Before we were married we were friends! So why would you do this to me!" she cried. "Why would you take my friends from me?"

"It's them, or your son Haruhi. Take your pick." he said calmly. "If you chose to leave them forever, you may call and let them know, so that they will not attempt to contact you."

Haruhi burst out in tears and ran from the room. She threw herself onto her bed and sobbed her heart out. She knew what she had to do. It broke her heart to have to call her friends and tell them not to contact her, but she couldn't lose her son.

She rolled over and got up from her bed. She took the phone and dialed Mitsukuni's cell. It rang for a few seconds. When he picked up with his usual cheerful greeting of "It's Haru-chan!" she began to cry.

"Haru-chan? What's wrong? Are you okay?" he asked worried.

"Mitsukuni...I'm sorry...I have to tell you something, so please just hear me out." she began.

"Of course Haru-chan." he agreed.

"Kyoya...found out I stayed over." she said, "He was less than pleased, and told me that as his wife, it was my duty to stay by his side while I am out, or stay home. He said that if I kept in contact or saw any one of you, he would divorce me and take complete custody of Kyoichi. I'm so sorry, I love you like an older brother, and it kills me to have to stay away from you...but I can't lose my son...please forgive me, and until Kyoya says otherwise, please forgive me for not contacting you...he said that if you tried to contact me he would divorce me and sue for custody." Haruhi was in tears. She struggled to breath and stop crying. "I'm sorry Mitsukuni...this is good bye."

Mitsukuni was crying too. "I love you too Haru-chan. Good bye."

They hung up. Mitsukuni hugged his beloved Usa-chan to his chest and looked forlornly at his strawberry cake. He pushed it away from him and left the kitchen. His brother looked after him with shock.

Haruhi was now calm. One down, four more to go.

She called Hikaru and Kaoru. They answered on speaker phone as they usually did when she called. "Haruhi" they chimed in unison.

"Guys, I have to tell you something..."

Kaoru was crying as Haruhi said her last good bye. Hikaru hugged his brother to him, muttering to his twin words of comfort, when he too needed to be comforted.

When she hung up the phone, she was teary eyed again. Two more.

She called Takashi next. At least the stoic man would understand, and know how sorry she was.

The phone rang. "Takashi?" she asked as she heard a breathing on the other end.

"Ah." he said by way of hello.

"I-I'm sorry...Kyoya says I can't see any of you anymore." she said with tears flowing down her face.

"...Why?" he asked. His voice was calm, soothing her tears.

"He found out that I stayed with you and Mitsukuni last night...he said that if I see any of you again, he'll take Kyoichi and divorce me. He said he will make it so I can never see my son again." she told him. "I'm so sorry."

"...It's going to be okay, Haruhi." he said, surprising her. He never spoke that much. "I understand. The others will too if you explain it to them. I understand that you must think of your son. I would do the same if I was in your situation."

"Takashi...thank you...for understanding. I cannot have any contact with any of you...visual, or otherwise. I'm so sorry." Haruhi said to him.

"...It's okay." Takashi said softly, in his deep voice. After a few seconds he muttered, "I wish..."

"What is that?" Haruhi asked.

"...Nothing. It's fine. You'd better let the rest know. Good bye Haruhi."

"Good bye Takashi..." Haruhi said to him softly.

As the dial tone rung in his ear, Takashi stared blankly at it. He stood, and walked out of the room, leaving his phone on the desk by the door. He grabbed a Katana on his way into the courtyard of his parents dojo. He set up many bamboo rods wrapped in straw and the like. He drew the sword, and with a flourish he swung it at the bundles with an eerie calm. As they fell to the ground, cut completely in half. Only then did he let the emotionless mask fall.

Haruhi paused mid number as she dialed Tamaki's number. She knew he would be immensely hurt by this. He was still attached to the whole family thing. But if she told him the truth she knew that he would understand. She hit the last three numbers and waited.

The phone rang three times. When he picked up he greeted her with the usual, "My darling Haruhi! How is my daughter this day! I'm actually on my way to pick you up, we are still on for lunch right?" he asked.

Haruhi had forgot, that Tamaki insisted on meeting her for lunch, keeping with his daddy, daughter facade. "Tamaki! Stop your car, please."

"Not a chance my darling daughter. I am fifteen minutes from your house, you can't back out now." he said.

"I need to tell you something, and you will need to stop driving to hear this. It's important." Haruhi said. "Will you promise to stop the car?"

She heard the engine stop. "I just pulled off to the side of the road. What is it you need to tell me?" he asked.

"Kyoya...said that I can't see you guys anymore. If I do he'll take Kyoichi away from me. I'm so sorry. I can't call you after this, I can't write you letters, and I can never see you again. He'll make sure I never see my son again. Please...go home. I hope you can forgive me...but please...do not show up at the house, if you do...he'll take him away from me."

Haruhi was crying. "I know you understand...I'm being threatened with the same choice your mother was given...so please...don't call, don't show up. I love you like a brother Tamaki, and it is tearing me apart that I have to cut off all contact with you...please forgive me..." Haruhi stopped talking, waiting for his promise.

"I...I understand, Haruhi. I'll go home. I won't contact you. I will not put you through what my mother has to go through. I love you too much for that. Please...live a happy life, make sure you show your son what love is, so that he knows that he is loved. This will be the last time I talk to you Haruhi...so...forgive me for pushing my family ideals on you for all these years. I know I am not your father, but the last 'fatherly' thing I'll do for you is...I will let you go, and Haruhi?" he asked her.

"Yes?" she asked him through her tears.

"There's nothing to forgive."

"Tamaki..."

"Good bye."

The dial tone in her ear made things very real to her. That was it. She had cut off all ties with her best friends in the world. Her heart broke all over again and she sobbed. She wrapped her arms around herself and curled up in a ball on her bed.

She lay like that for a while before she opened her eyes. She had cried herself to sleep without realizing it. She wondered what had woken her up, but as she listened, she heard her son crying from the other room.

She got up and rushed to him. She pulled his door open and hurried to his crib. Staring down at her baby, she noted that his mobile had stopped. She shrugged and lifted him to her chest. She carried him to his changing table, and lay him down. She pulled off his pajamas and changed his diaper.

She dressed him in a cute little blue tee shirt, with a choo-choo train on it. She put little shorts on him and his blue baby booties. She lifted him and carried him out of the room to tell his father what she had chosen.

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