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A Matter Of Inheritance	By : kierasama Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 2112 -:- 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 One: A Matter Of Inheritance

Kyoya Ootori was in a meeting when he got the call from the hospital. His wife had just given birth to his first child. At first he wasn't going to leave, but then the caller mentioned that he had a son. Kyoya had the heir he needed to succeed his father and take his place as head of the family.

His limo drove him to one of the Ootori group's hospitals. He walked in as if he owned the place, which at the birth of his son, he now did. Naturally knowing the layout he ignored the lady at the desk and headed to the elevators. He allowed himself a wide grin as he entered it. Pushing the button for the fourth floor he rode up, feeling happy for the first time since the Host Club.

He found his wife's room with ease, and walked up to her, kissing her on the cheek. She looked surprised to see him there.

"Kyoya, I thought you had a meeting today that could not wait?" she asked him. "Isn't that what you said at home this morning?"

"Are you insinuating that I would not come to see my son?" Kyoya asked her coolly.

"I suppose not..." she said reluctantly. When we thought it was a girl, you couldn't care less. she thought bitterly to herself.

She held out the boy to his father. "Here, you want to hold him right?" she asked.

Kyoya held out his arms expectantly. His wife placed the baby into his arms. He held it with care as he looked at him critically. "I have high expectations for you little one." he said to the baby seriously.

"Kyoya, he's just a baby, you can't expect him to understand you, much less listen." she said to him annoyed.

"This is my child, and I want what is best for him and the company." Kyoya said simply.

Of course, your wife doesn't matter huh? she thought angrily.

He looked at the child again, before nodding and proclaiming him acceptable.

"What do you mean acceptable! He is your son, not some product at the damn stock market!" she growled at him.

Kyoya looked at her as if he wasn't interested in anything she had to say. He said nothing, before handing the baby back to his wife. He kissed her on the cheek again. "Good job." he said as he walked out of the room. "I'm going back to work, I made them halt the meeting until I got back. Don't wait up." he said as he left.

Haruhi sighed as she looked down at their child. "I'm sorry your father isn't the kind of man that shows many emotions. He only shows disapproval or neutrality, I have only seen him mad once or twice, both were years ago. One was when your uncle Tamaki ran away from our school club, and the other was the day our fathers said that we were arranged to marry the next month." she whispered to the sleeping baby. She held him close, "I don't even know if he knows how to love. I'm sorry sweetie, to him you were only a means to his inheritance, no matter how much I wish that it wasn't the case."

She brushed a feather light kiss against his small forehead. "Mommy loves you though, and I will make sure that you have everything you need, I promise you that little one." she lay back, letting her child sleep on her chest.

She knew that her friends would be there soon, as Tamaki was obviously keeping tabs on her. Mitsukuni as well, once he and Takashi figured out that Kyoya's and her marriage was arranged against their will by their parents. They knew that Kyoya would not care about Haruhi, as they knew that she did not love him. It was simply to please her father that she had gone through with it.

When Kyoya was asked he had said, with no remorse at all, for agreeing with the farce and trapping his friend and himself into a loveless marriage, "It is nothing to concern any of you. It's just a matter of inheritance." with those words, the club had dropped all ties with Kyoya.

They had continued to talk and meet with Haruhi, just to make sure Kyoya was treating her right. It wasn't as if he treated her bad, either...just with indifference. He made no effort at all in the marriage, and he'd only slept with her a few times, enough to get her pregnant with his heir. Then he moved her from his room and she had her own wing, where she and their son would live. She hadn't yet told her friends about that. They would be furious.

She had let her eyes droop closed and slept for about an hour before the cries of her son woke her. She woke to her friends all peering down at her. She let out a startled yelp and grasped her son so he did not fall off her.

"I should have known." she glared at them, "Only you guys would stare until you wake and frighten an infant." She sat up and positioned herself so that the baby was once again on her chest. Tamaki, Hikaru and Kaoru winced lightly at the insinuation.

"Not at all," Hikaru began with a wave of his arm.

"We just wanted to see your kid." Kaoru finished.

"Wah! Haruhi's mean to me!" sobbed Tamaki from the corner of the room, where he had thrown himself into at her words.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Well since you woke him up you can hold him for a little while. Don't drop him or fight over him." she glared at them, sealing her warning.

The three sobbed as they huddled together in the corner. "Ah! Haruhi's scary!"

Mitsukuni held out his arms. "Can I hold him first Haru-chan?" he asked her politely.

Haruhi smiled at him, "Of course, Mitsukuni." she handed her son to him. He smiled at her for using his name. Her Senpai had ordered her to use their first names since she was married. She had to agree. Besides, it made them happy.

She chatted with Takashi for a bit, while her son was being passed around to all her friends.

"Has Kyoya been by yet?" he asked her, not wanting to be there when Kyoya was, as he was still very mad at him for his selfish actions three years previous.

"Yes, he deemed him acceptable and left without a word, except to tell me not to wait up." Haruhi said blandly.

Takashi's eyes narrowed with anger. "He should treat you better." he said to her.

"I know he should, but we all know he won't. I was just the means to an end." she said, not in the least bit sad. "I just worry that he will be either indifferent or pressure his son."

She sighed. "He's not even born for five hours and already Kyoya told him he has high expectations." she looked very mad. "I mean, how can he even say that? It's his son!"

Takashi sighed, and said nothing. He would just be there for her, and listen so she could rant away her frustrations. Mitsukuni said he was good at that. Soon he was tapped on the shoulder and handed the baby. He took him without a word, and looked at the tiny face that looked so much like his ex friend.

The only thing that resembles Haruhi is his eyes. Takashi though to himself. He allowed a smile to flit across his face as the child grasped his pinky finger, his own tiny hand not completely encircling it.

"Have you named him yet?" Kaoru asked her. "What is his name?"

Haruhi smiled, "Kyoya wants to call him, Kyoichi."

"Pure first son?" Hikaru asked. "I can see that being his reasoning."

"Well, that's his name. I told the nurse before I took my nap." Haruhi said. "Even though Kyoya chose it, I rather like it. It suits him. My little Kyoichi."

"Can I call him Kyo-chan?" Mitsukuni asked her.

"Of course." she smiled at his happy face.

Kyoichi began to cry and Takashi handed him back to her. She checked his diaper and proclaimed that he needed changing. She stood and made her way to his baby bed that was against the wall. Laying him inside it, she changed his diaper while the others watched, curiously. She buttoned his footy pajamas and when he kept crying looked apologetically at her friends. "Sorry. He must be hungry."

"Go ahead and feed him, we don't mind." Tamaki said.

Haruhi said, "Well if you are all comfortable with that."

At Tamaki's enthusiastic nodding, and the others more wary nodding she shrugged. She handed him to Takashi who took him with a nod. She began to unbutton her shirt. Tamaki's face grew red.

Takashi handed Kyoichi back to his mother, while keeping his eyes at a respectable level. The twins and Tamaki were all very red faced. Haruhi looked at them as she fed her son.

"What now?" she asked.

"H-Haruhi! Cover yourself this instant! That is inappropriate for the current company.

"You said you were comfortable with it. I asked you. Feel free to leave if you are uncomfortable." she sighed.

"If you can't be mature, then you should leave." Mitsukuni said to the three. "This is a natural thing, a mother feeding her child. You all know that." he looked at them disapprovingly.

Takashi nodded in agreement. "Yes."

Haruhi told them with a sigh, "You can go home now. Come visit again before I have to go back to the estate."

Tamaki gave a pout before the twin rushed to hug her. He went for a hug, when he realized that she was still feeding him. His face got redder and he gave a jaunty wave before escaping.

"He'll never change." Mitsukuni said sadly.

"It would take a miracle." Takashi agreed, causing Haruhi to laugh.

Her friends smiled at her happily. That was the first time she had truly laughed in two years. It was refreshing. They were glad. It seemed like having a child, even with Kyoya, was a blessing. After a few more hours they bid her farewell. They would come to pick her and Kyoichi the following Sunday for brunch.

On the day of her brunch with Mitsukuni and Takashi she dressed Kyoichi in a cute sailor uniform. Complete with the cute hat. As she was leaving she vaguely told Kyoya they were going to lunch and left.

They went to a small sushi place that Haruhi had introduced her friends to. They liked it, so every other Sunday that's where they went. They were a half hour into their visit, when the door flew open. Kyoya stood there, glaring at them, clearly upset. He stalked over to them and grabbed Haruhi roughly by her arm.

"Kyoya! Ouch, let go!" she struggled against him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he snarled. "What, do you think you can just kidnap my son and I won't find you?"

"What! Kidnap! He's my son too Kyoya!" Haruhi yelled jerking back. "Besides, I told you were I was going."

He raised his hand and swung it at her face. Haruhi flinched but just before his hand would have hit her, she heard the sound of something crashing. Takashi had stepped in front of her, and Mitsukuni had kicked Kyoya in the chest, causing him to fall backwards and smash a table.

"What is your problem!" demanded Mitsukuni. "Haru-chan is your wife, you should never attempt to strike her!"

Kyoya stood, grasping his chest. He ignored his former friend. He pointed to Haruhi with his free hand. "We need to talk. Come home now." he said.

Haruhi was standing behind Takashi holding her son in front of her chest. "I don't think I will be coming home tonight Kyoya. I am staying at my fathers."

Kyoya brushed the hair from his face and fixed his glasses. "Fine. I don't care. Give me Kyoichi and I will take him home."

"No." Haruhi said in a deadly calm voice. "What if he starts to cry. You hate crying. You never go near him if he is. You won't take care of him. Besides I'm still breast feeding remember?"

Kyoya glared at her. "Fine." he said angrily. "Do what you want to." he turned and left.

When he was gone, Haruhi collapsed into a chair. "I can't stay at my fathers house tonight. He'll have sent someone to get us and bring us home." she said in defeat.

"You can stay with us, right Takashi?" Mitsukuni asked his cousin.

"Yeah." he consented. "It's no problem."

"Well give Kyoya some time to cool off then bring you home tomorrow, kay?" he asked her.

"Yes. That sounds fine." she turned to the owner of the little shop. "I'm so sorry. That was my husband. He is very...overprotective of us." Haruhi lied.

"Well take care of the damages." Takashi said to her in his low voice.

"Okay then. I accept your apology and you will be allowed back when the damages have been paid for." The owner said.

"Thank you. I am sorry again." Haruhi bowed low to her.

They took Haruhi back to their place. They gave her a room to sleep in and told her that if she ever wanted to leave Kyoya, it would be there for her. She thanked them and promptly fell asleep.

A/N: Please let me know what you think of this so far. I am sorry about the pairing right now. It will be a Takashi Haruhi story, I promise. It's just that this is needed for the plot. Please continue to read this story, as I will be updating frequently.

~Kiera
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