IMPORTANT NOTE: There will be major changes in the story. Elements from the original story will be changed and tweaked to fit the new plot. But it will still be the same, albeit with the changes and all. It will focus more on the character's development and more in deep with the story. Characters will of course be OOC, this is Fanfiction afterall. OOC always comes with character development. Though I'll do my best not to sway too far from the character's canon personalities.

WARNING (S): Alternate Universe
Adult! Characters
Rating: T+ (Rating might go up)
UnBeta-ed

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Ouran Highschool Host Club, it belongs to its rightful owners. I am only practicing my rights to make stories based on the series to my DISCRETION, in my FANFICTION. I hope that fellow fans of the pairings that will be showcased in this story will enjoy this.

R&R

Chapter 3: What it should had been

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IF THERE'S one thing that Haruhi hated with everything that had happened to her? It's neither the injuries nor the partial amnesia that she has, but the rehabilitation phase.

It was tough to gain control of her legs once again, she felt helpless and frustrated. It's like learning to walk once again like a baby. Though she was still ways from a complete recovery it was still a big difference since the accident. It was a good thing that her grandfather and aunt were there for her even if she's confused most of the time.

Learning that she had other family besides her mother was a strange thing for her. Even if she can't remember her mother, she knew that she had lived with her, her whole life. But now she now has two other people that she can call her family.

Haruhi find her aunt Saeko peculiar. Not in a bad way mind you, it's just that she can't really know what the woman is thinking. An enigma of some sort, yet she wouldn't have her any different. She found out that she was a widow and was never able to bare any children, which was really hard for anyone especially women. But Haruhi never saw any implication that she was saddened over it. Maybe in the past but right now, her aunt seemed content in babying her like she was her own daughter.

On the other hand, there is Mamoru Kurosaki. At first glance one would think twice before striking a conversation with him. He looked so intimidating and imposing yet he was a good man, a gentleman truly at heart. Though sometimes, Haruhi would think that behind those wise eyes is a man who had learned things mostly the hard way. Sometimes, Haruhi would see her grandfather looking at her sadly like he was longing to do something.

Slowly she found herself warming up to her new family. It didn't need much effort from her to be honest. And in a quick while she can't even imagine a life without them, even if she lived 21 years of her life without them. But now she can spend the next twenty or so with them.

She also learned about the Kurosaki family at the same time. It appears to be that the Kurosaki family is from a line of old and prominent family just like the Haninozuka and Morinozuka. Not only that the family is old and influential, it is also filthy rich, rich enough to be at par with the Suoh's and Ootori's.

The Kurosaki owns many subsidiary companies all over the world. The main family business deals with mergers and acquisitions and construction. But it deals with practically anything except for medicine or media.

It was overwhelming at know that her family had all of this all along. She idly wondered what drove her mother into leaving these entire behind. Not that she was complaining with how her life had turned out, but she can't help but think.

She had all the time to digest everything, afterall she just managed to get used to the new name that she will be using from now on.

Haruhi Kurosaki. The name rolled pleasantly on her tongue, and finally she had something to fill the empty void inside her mind about her name. Haruhi Kurosaki, it has a nice ring on it. Though she hadn't had any idea on how her grandfather and aunt managed to do that.

'Maybe they faked my death or something.'

Haruhi shrugged the thought away and focused back on her task at hand, walking.

It was hard but it's necessary. She didn't want to be stuck inside the hospital any longer. If she could have her way, she would have ditched this place the moment she woke up.

"Alright Miss Kurosaki, just two more laps and we're done for the day." Her physical therapist coaxed her once more, mumbling Haruhi grabbed the support bars and started walking once again. Oh how she longed to be free from these torture sessions.

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"Tough day I presume?" Mamoru asked his granddaughter, his eyes shining in mirth before handing the sweating brunette a towel.

Haruhi threw her grandfather a grateful look before she plopped down to her hospital bed. "I can't understand why I have to attend those physical therapy sessions grandpa. It's pure torture!"

Mamoru let out a hearty laughter and shook his head at Haruhi. "Oh don't fret dear, you'll be out of here in on time. And you need all the rehab that you need. Especially with those legs of yours."

Haruhi pouted and rubbed her braced left knee and stared blankly at her casted right leg. "How long? I really need to catch up with my studies grandpa." Haruhi sighed.

"Haruhi you've been in a fatal accident almost three weeks ago and are just starting to recover. You're entitled to have a break from your studies. And judging from your scores, you won't need to put too much effort in catching up with what you are missing." Mamoru smirked, winking.

Haruhi groaned and rolled to down to her stomach, mindful of her still sore ribs. "At least let me notify the school and the review center… jeez."

"Done and done. You don't have to worry about anything except recovering Haruhi." Saeko's chirpy voice garnered Haruhi's attention making the brunette beam at her aunt.

"How was rehab?"

Haruhi just groaned.

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Haruhi stared at her reflection in awe. She could hardly recognize the person who is staring right back at her. She was wearing a pale blue sundress that hugs her figure in just the right places. She didn't want to get started on the material the dress is made of, but one thing is for sure. This dress is expensive.

But aside from the pretty dress that she was wearing, Haruhi is looking at an injured and exhausted looking young lady that is herself. The heavy bandages that covered her head was now gone and is replaced a by medium size plaster taped on the side of her head. The bruises and scratches had long healed and faded but it didn't hide the hollowness of her cheeks and the dark circles that adored her tired brown eyes. The only difference would probably be the absence of the thick cast on her leg and the presence of leg brace that replaced it. Haruhi sighed, she was supposed to feel happy. She's finally getting out of the hospital. But at the same time, she felt terrified. Terrified of now knowing what she will be facing the moment she stepped out back into the world, terrified of the new life that she will be living from now on.

Shaking her head, she resisted the urge to slap herself. Get a grip Haruhi! You're not supposed to be scared. You're stronger that this! She scolded herself. She can handle this, she can do this. When did she ever turn her back and ran away from things? She can do this. She's not alone. Not anymore.

Taking a deep breathe, she wobbled towards the door of her hospital room and sighed. Opening the door she saw the reassuring faces of her grandfather and aunt. Smiling, she nodded at the two and took a seat at the wheelchair before she was wheeled out from the hospital.

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"So where do we live again?" Haruhi asked, as she watched the scenery from the tinted windows of the car. She watched in mild amusement when they slowly eased themselves out of the busy and crowded city and into the more quiet and peaceful suburbs. But right now, there had been a significant lack of houses to where they are going.

"You'll find out soon enough Haruhi. Just relax, we're almost there."

"Huh… If you say so." Haruhi mumbled. She imagined the house that the Kurosaki house held some similarities to the houses of her former Host Club buddies.

And of course she was not disappointed.

From a distance, Haruhi slowly made out a big mansion peeking over some trees as they continued to edge themselves into the road leading to their destination.

She watched in awe as they briefly stopped in front of a gate before diving up a couple more meters before they pulled through the driveway.

She looked at her grandfather and aunt in awe. "Okay. I've seen big houses before but this is a whole new level."

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The trio was greeted by an elderly man who introduced himself as Tanaka to Haruhi. Mindful of her clutches, Haruhi looked at the interior of the house in awe. It was the perfect combination of sleek modern design with a splash of Japanese traditional culture. The walls were mostly made out of wall to ceiling windows with the most dazzling fish pond and bamboo garden. The walls were painted in neutral and earth colors making the mansion give out this cozy feel. A stark difference to the extravagant and overwhelming feeling the Suoh mansion has.

"You'll have time to explore the house Haruhi. But it's best for you to go see your new room and rest for a bit. I'll have someone to call you when dinner is served." Saeko said to Haruhi, gesturing a maid to guide the Kurosaki heiress to her room.

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Her room was absolutely breath taking. The room was half cylindrical in shape completely with a foyer and viewing area. But what captivated her was that the edge of the foyer was sitting on half of the fish pond, giving her the perfect view of the numerous carp that lazily swam along the crystal clear waters. The walls were painted mint green and emerald for the details. There was a door situated on the far side of the room which she assumed as she personal bathroom and another on the other side which is probably a walk in closet. The bed was modern in design and was situated again the wall and facing the wall to ceiling windows that has translucent white drapes that hung as curtains. A study desk ,a couple of bookshelves and some couches are situated near the foyer's entrance.

For someone who had less in her life, seeing everything so extravagant as this can be overwhelming. Yet Haruhi prided herself that she can adjust to this life just fine.

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Haruhi was currently reading an interesting book when she heard a soft knock on her door.

"Yes?"

"Miss Haruhi. Mistress Saeko wanted you to know that dinner will be served in five minutes. She wanted me to escort you down the dinner hall."

Swinging her legs over the edge of her bed, she grabbed her clutches and smiled the flushed maid. "Alright, lead the way please."

"Ah good Haruhi you're here. Dinner is just about to be served." Saeko greeted Haruhi, guiding her to seat on the right side of the head chair where Mamoru is currently sitting in.

"I trust that the room was to your liking?" Mamoru asked, flashing Haruhi his dazzling grandfatherly smile.

"The room was beautiful grandpa. I love it. Thank you."

"Alright dinner is served~"

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Haruhi found herself not long after dinner wandering aimlessly around the mansion. She intended to familiarize herself with the in and out of the place as quickly as her still recovering legs allow her. She examined the numerous portraits mounted and placed along the walls of the main living room of the house. There was modern style fireplace on the center wall and a couple of plush couches and love seats around a black coffee table. Slowly, she took a seat on one of the high back chairs and continued to look around when her eyes settled on the biggest portrait mounted on the wall just above the fire place. It was a family picture. She could see that is was a family of four, she recognize her grandfather immediately, he was younger in the picture but look just as imposing as he is, but the smile on his face betrayed his usual stoic and cold demeanor. Seated on the plush chair on his side was a woman, she had a youthful face with dark brown hair and the greenest eyes. She blinked, for a second she thought she saw her reflection on the woman. Except for the eyes, she could pass as her twin.

"Well that was interesting…" she mumbled.

"Interesting in what way if you don't mind me asking." Mamoru's voice rang along the living room as the Kurosaki patriarch took the empty chair right across Haruhi.

"The woman on the picture, the one sitting down, I look awfully like her." Haruhi mumbled, her eyes still trained on the portrait.

"Yes you do look a lot like her, you grandmother; Kaori. Well except for the eyes, you got mine." Mamoru commented as looked at the portrait with fondness.

Haruhi's eyes traveled along the portrait when she finally settled on the smiling look of the young lady standing right next to her grandmother. Haruhi found her smile beautiful and familiar.

"That's my mother is it?"

"Yes she is. My youngest."

Haruhi smiled, flashes of images suddenly appeared on her mind. Strangely, she didn't feel any discomfort at all.

"I remembered something…" Haruhi breathed. "I remember seeing her smiling at me, she was holding my hand, holding me." She lifted her hand and gently placed it on her forehead. "I remember her kisses. My mother's…"

Mamoru was thrilled that Haruhi is starting to remember Kotoko and smiled encouragingly at his granddaughter. It was only a matter of time and Haruhi will remember everything.

"Your mother is a special child. She and Saeko only brought happiness and delight to your grandmother and I. She was smart, clever and very resourceful." Mamoru looked Haruhi dearingly. "Yet, fate deemed it fit to take her away from us far too early. It was a very big mistake on our part and we will forever regret doing it."

Haruhi leaned over to her grandfather and held his hand with hers. "When she left, it broke your grandmother's heart. The family was never the same."

"We can never control how our lives will turn out grandpa. There is a reason why it happened. We can only choose the way were going to live it." Haruhi whispered, a small smile ghosted her features as two brown eyes looked intently with one another.

"This is what it should have been Haruhi. Different from what I had imagined it, but this is what it should had been. I'm glad that we found you."

"And you're never going to lose me."

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A tall slim man with jet black hair smoothly walked out the plane gate, lugging behind a small black suitcase. Onyx black eyes that were hidden behind the black stylish shades looked around the gateway and sighed.

"Welcome back Ootori-sama. Your ride back to Ootori mansion is waiting for you just outside the terminal."

The ravenhead curtly nodded before he pulled his baggage behind him and made his way out of the terminal. Cool crisp wind welcomed his face as he stepped out from the airport. Long slender fingers ran itself along his black tresses before pulling off the shades, revealing his sharp eyes.

Five years had passed since he last stepped foot on his home country. Yet he felt like it was only yesterday when he reluctantly left. But the year has been good to him, studying medicine abroad had paid off quite well and now he's a renowned surgeon. But it didn't go quite well with the longing that he had felt all the years that he had been gone.

Shaking of his inner thoughts, he reserved it for another time. He boarded the black sleek car and adjusted himself to a more comfortable position. He idly wondered about his friends are doing. It's been a while since he last talked to any of them. He is (as much as he hates to admit it) looking forward in seeing them again, especially a certain brunette commoner that he had missed so dearly.

"Welcome back Ootori Kyoya-sama. Where to sir?" The driver greeted him from the driver seat.

"Home."

Chapter Three Done!

A BIG THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO READ THIS STORY! THANKS FOR GIVING ME ANOTHER CHANCE WITH THIS STORY. I'M GLAD THAT IT WAS BEING WELCOMED WARMLY BY THIS WONDERFUL FANDOM!

Sooo as all have read, Kyoya has made an appearance. Yes earlier than the original story but of course I planned on this happening already. I do hope that you guys are alright will the changes here. And to be honest, as the story progresses, this story will more different than the original story. I'm going to do my best to deliver guys!

Please tell me what you think about this chapter! I'm still straightening the next chapter but I'll post it after I finish writing the next chapter of my Harry Potter fanfiction.

Thanks again~ I'll see you all soon!

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