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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"

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Thinking

Chapter Nine: A Matter Of Confessions

No one saw the two leave the bar. Their lips connected as they stumbled from the limo and into the house. No servants saw them as Takashi lifted Haruhi into his arms and nudged the door open with his foot and let it close behind them. No one to witness as they fell into the bed with a tangle of limbs as their mouths fought for dominance.

They kissed long and hard before Takashi pulled away. "Haruhi...I want this...but I can't do this tonight."

Haruhi looked at him with a hurt expression. "But...I thought..."

"We're both too drunk." he told her regretfully. "Lets just sleep, and we'll talk about this in the morning?" he asked her.

She took a few seconds to respond, but she agreed. She started to get up but stumbled a bit. Takashi steadied her and with a smile, she went to her room. She checked on the baby, and let the nurse leave.

"Hey, where's Haruhi?" Kaorie asked Mitsukuni.

Mitsukuni had just woken up with Tamaki draped across him downing a jello shot. He had pushed Tamaki off him in a rage.

"I think Takashi took her home..." He thought aloud. "I'm gonna go home too..." He said as an after thought. He waved cheerfully at the group. Tamaki called his limo just as Hikaru was getting off the phone with his driver.

Kaorie was thinking. "I'm gonna have to call my brother to come and get me...I can't drive tonight..."

"Hold on." Kaoru said as he hurried to his twin.

Kaorie watched them talk for a minute when Kaoru returned.

"What's your address?" He asked. "We can take you home in the limo and one of our bodyguards can drive your car and follow us. That way you don't have to wake up your brother and your car gets home."

"Well...okay. I can do that...if it isn't too much trouble." she agreed.

"No trouble at all." Hikaru said as he walked over. "The driver's here now." They all left the bar and clambered into the car.

Kaorie and Kaoru talked the entire ride to her apartment. When they got there, he wobbled out of the car and helped Kaorie up the stairs to her door. He handed her a piece of paper. "This has my number on it. Call me sometime this week and we can set up a time to do lunch."

Kaorie raised an eyebrow.

"Ah! Um...I mean so we can work out the details for your modeling the outfits...you know...for my new line?" he said while his hands waved frantically in front of him.

"Sure." Kaorie said with a knowing smirk. "I'd love to." she held out her hand to shake his.

Kaoru took her hand and raised it to his lips to kiss it briefly before blushing and hurrying to his car.

She giggled as she unlocked her apartment and went inside.

Haruhi turned in bed for the tenth time that hour, before getting up. She couldn't sleep...again. She had been so tired before. Her eyes widened as she thought of something. She pulled on her robe, and after changing Kyoichi she left her suite.

She wandered into the kitchen and made a cup of tea. She sat and drank it slowly, savoring the lemon flavor. When she finished she took a deep breath, before making her way to Takashi's rooms. She raised her hand to knock when the door opened, revealing a very nervous looking man.

He jumped slightly when he saw her, her fist still raised. "Um...Haruhi...what are you doing here?" he asked.

"I uh...couldn't sleep." she admitted.

"Neither could I." he told her. "I was going to go downstairs and watch a

movie...but...since you're up...would you like to join me?"

"Sure." She said. She followed him and put in the movie he handed her. She pushed play, and upon turning, realized that there were only armchairs. She sat and they watched the movie in relative silence until she shivered with the cold.

Takashi noticed and looked around for a blanket. When he found nothing, he thought for a minute before coming to a decision. He walked over to her and took her hand in his.

When she stood he sat in her seat, and pulled her down into his lap, and wrapped his arms around her. "Better?" he asked her.

Haruhi blushed lightly before nodding. She rested her head on his chest, and snuggled closer to his warmth. She found herself feeling sleepy and just when she was about to rise, she felt his arms tighten. He stood, and carried her to the television, which he switched off with his foot. He took her to her rooms, where he lay her on her bed and draped the covers over her.

He turned to leave when he felt her gripping his shirt. He turned to look at her.

"Takashi...stay?" she asked. "I have the day off tomorrow...so...we can talk in the morning?"

Takashi leaned down, and kissed her gently before sliding in next to her. He pulled her against him and together they fell asleep.

The next morning, Haruhi awoke to fingers running through her hair. She opened her eyes and stared up at Takashi. She greeted him with a smile. "Good morning."

"Morning." he replied.

Haruhi snuggled up to him and relaxed. "You're warm." she told him.

Takashi smiled and kissed the top of her head. Haruhi's face turned up to kiss his lips. He kissed her back gently before pulling away. "We need to talk." he informed her.

She nodded her head and sat up. "You're right." she said as she got comfortable. "So...how should we start?"

"Well..." he said thinking. "Lets start by me saying that I care about you. A lot."

Haruhi smiled, feeling a warmth in her chest. "I care about you a lot too Takashi. You know," she began nonchalantly. "You are the reason I can't sleep at night."

He looked shocked. "What?"

"I've gotten used to sleeping in your arms, so when you weren't here, I couldn't sleep properly." she told him with a smirk.

He returned the grin, "Sorry about that."

Haruhi laughed. "Yesterday, you said that you thought of Kyoichi as your son, that you wished you were. Did you mean that?" she asked.

"Yes. I do think of Kyoichi as mine, and wish that I had fathered him. Though, if I had the chance to change things, and make that happen...I wouldn't." he told her.

A flicker of pain, quickly masked flitted across Haruhi's face. "Then you-" she started.

"You didn't let me finish." he said. "The reason is because even though Kyoya is a self absorbed bastard, I wouldn't because if I did, Kyoichi wouldn't be the sweet little boy that I love. I wouldn't change him for anything." he finished.

Haruhi looked up at him with tears in her eyes. "Takashi..." she said softly. "You really mean that?"

"I do." he told her with all the sincerity he could muster.

Haruhi's heart filled with feeling, and she kissed him soundly. She knew this feeling. It was almost the same as she felt for her father, her mother and her son. The feeling that had been absent during her marriage with Kyoya. "I love you...Takashi." she whispered against his lips, realizing that she had had this feeling for years, and she had never realized what it meant until now.

Takashi pulled out of the kiss to stare into her eyes, searching for something. When he found it he lightly placed his head against hers, still staring down at her lovingly. "I love you too Haruhi, for so long..."

They kissed, and Takashi lay them both down and pulled Haruhi closer to him. Relishing in the feel of her lips on his, the taste of her mouth, the heat from her body, caused Takashi's senses to go into overdrive and he kissed her deeply while letting his hands wander.

Haruhi arched into his touch, pressing her breasts against his hard chest and snaking her arms around his neck. She loved this, being so close to him, kissing him like this. It seemed as if all her problems were melting away with his touch.

Takashi's hands were slipping under her shirt when they heard the outraged cries of Kyoichi from the next room, demanding attention. Haruhi groaned in annoyance and made to get up.

"I'll get him." said Takashi. "I haven't seen him in a week." he stood and ran his fingers through his hair and walked out of the room.

Haruhi stood and followed him into the baby's room. Takashi was just lifting Kyoichi out of his bed when the boy cried out, "DADA!" he bounced in Takashi's hands happily. "DADADADA!"

Haruhi smiled as Takashi smiled down at her son with love in his eyes.

"That's right, Kyoichi." Haruhi said to him as she bent to kiss her baby. "Dada's home."

Takashi kissed the boys head, and then said, "I love you both."

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review and let me know what you think.
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