Author's Note: Oh hey, I'm back again peeps. I don't know what suddenly gotten into me. I go through a depressing state, and suddenly, I'm about to write a funny comedic romance. What is wrong with me ha ha. Anyway, there isn't going to be a lot of drama here folks, nothing but fluff, love, and a whole lot of humorous situations! Anyway enjoy, and I would love a review here! It will keep me going hopefully!

Prologue: Proposing, Chaos, and the Reunion of the Host Club

Tokyo was in its morning rush hour; the sea of people pushed forth into the directions of their jobsites like a well-oiled machine. It was any other Wednesday in the business heart of Tokyo. Towering skyscrapers shield the workers from the sun, and a cool, refreshing breeze passed through those outside as if to reassure them that they will get through the day. The weather was perfect that morning, but unfortunately, it was to be wasted indoors in a cubicle or an office of some sort. However, two souls weren't about to spend their days locked up.

One of these souls was thirty year old Ootori Kyoya. He sat idly in the outside portion of a café as he watched the passerby workers walking by as he sipped his warm coffee calmly. His sharp eyes gazed at them, looking at each of their faces but never bothering to remember them consciously. Despite the years going by, he still resembled his former teenage self when he was once Shadow King of the Ouran High Host Club, only older. His face was more defined, and he allowed his hair to grow out slightly. His youthful appearance even allowed himself to pass off as a man in his mid-twenties instead of his early thirties. Nevertheless, despite even that, he was no longer mistaken for a 'boy', but a 'man'.

Handsome, devilish, and overall cunning were the words that can be used to describe Kyoya. Kind, considerate, and compassionate were the words that were frequently used by Kyoya's true love, Fujioka Haruhi.

"Kyoya!" A feminine voice called out to him.

Lifting his eyes up from his coffee, he saw her and immediately smiled softly. "Haruhi. Punctual as ever."

The woman looked down at her wrist to check her watch and he was right, it was exactly nine a.m.; the exact time that they were supposed to meet. Typically, Kyoya wouldn't even be up, but over the years he had learned to curb that habit whenever an important meeting came up in the morning. Of course, 'important meetings' were merely spending time with Haruhi before high noon. Any business meetings were always pushed back after twelve.

"Hai! Fortunately my secretary didn't call in for any emergencies and…I turned off my cellphone. So, it's just you and I." She took the seat in front of Kyoya and caught him staring, "What?"

Smirking slyly, Kyoya leaned forward until he was only mere centimeters away from her face, "You are as beautiful as always."

Unfazed by his sweet words and proximity, Haruhi shot back the same grin, "Now Kyoya, that may work on other women, but you know that never worked on me."

Leaning back and crossing his arms, Kyoya sighed and shook his head smiling, "Yes. Then again, if you were like any other women, you probably wouldn't have caught my interests."

"So what's the plan this morning?"

"Just a little walk in the park. I have to get back in the office at twelve, I have a meeting with the board of directors; they were surprised that I was willing to schedule on that time." Kyoya chuckled and reached for his coffee.

"Great! I have an appointment with a firm's client at one, so that sounds perfect. You're not one to take me on a simple date like a walk in the park. What are you planning Ootori?" She asked him suspiciously and lightheartedly. Haruhi knew of Kyoya's little surprises here and there, but then again, after years of dating him, it was to be expected

Kyoya finished up his coffee and stood back up as he extended his hand politely to Haruhi as he said back with a grin, "You'll find out Haruhi."

She took his hand and stood up with him; the two looked into one another's eyes, onyx boring into brown. They were in love, and they have helped the other grow up into splendid adults. They took each other's hands and began walking off in the direction of the park, talking comfortable as they went along.

Kyoya was now the undisputed leader of the entire Ootori Corporation. Of course, he was never placed as heir, and it wasn't his father who appointed him to his position. It was merely a year after graduating from medical school with a doctorate degree where he ruthlessly acquired and took over the entire group. His father and older brothers were a small obstacle in his quest for the top. His father retired and signed the contract to pass on the reigns to his youngest son. Needless to say, he retired with a proud smile on his face and the two managed to patch up their relationship somewhat. His two older brothers, although bitter, were capable and loyal enough to be Kyoya's most trusted executives. He was voted one of the richest and most handsome man in all of Japan.

Haruhi, on the other hand, graduated Law School a year early with full honors and already had been offered a generous job offer in one of the country's most prestigious civil law firms. No longer the blunt and naïve youth she was in her teens, she was now a famous and wise lawyer who had earned the trust and the love of the clients she worked for in their cases. Justice was always served whenever she took step in court. She was a beautiful woman now too; it was now impossible to ever see her as a feminine man. Womanly curves, a sparking face, and long, straight, brown hair like a Feudal Era hime, many of her male coworkers always attempted to ask her out to dinner. They wouldn't think twice about asking her out if they had known who she was with.

Speaking of which, their relationship was completely a secret. Surprisingly, they had been together for over a decade now. Well, officially, they were together for only four years. After graduating from Ouran, Haruhi went ahead and studied abroad in a foreign country for her education. Kyoya, who hardly contacted his friends anymore and completely focused on his goal, decided to study abroad as well. Ironically, they attended the same university. When they met again, they were instantly both friends and enemies. Kyoya retained his aloofness and hid away under his emotions, and Haruhi remained proud and strove to show that she was independent. Of course, only one thing drove them to be together and that was loneliness.

They had no other friends at the school, and so, they began to grow close to one another. They easily became the best of friends, and they realized that they had much more in common with one another than they originally thought. The business-like relationship that they had in high school diminished and out came a new and more wonderful link between the two Ouran graduates. Needless to say, they fell in love. The walls of that prevented Kyoya from expressing his emotions crumbled, and Haruhi realized the necessity of depending on someone.

Kyoya and Haruhi kept in contact with one another soon after graduating from basic university courses. As they went off into Law School and Medical School in Japan, the pair continued contacting with one another. It was on Haruhi's graduation ceremony did Kyoya do the unexpected. He kissed her. He kissed her on the lips and held one another for only a brief few seconds. Something just clicked between them. Like her hosting ability, the kiss was natural. The love that they had for one another was revealed, and with their lessons that they learned, they both took a step into an area that they never realized they were capable of.

Four years later, they were still with each other. Funny enough, they never really told anyone about them ever hooking up. Kyoya's family didn't know, and neither did Haruhi's father. Coworkers, of course, would never have known. The two just never really find the need to mention it. Most importantly, the Host Club never knew. In fact, the two haven't made any real contact with the busy heirs to their own fortunes. The twins were travelling the world to promote their fashion line. Tamaki immersed himself in the business world as he was being groomed for the succession of the Suoh Company. Hunny stood at the head of his family and he, along with Mori, was constantly traveling to different governments to train soldiers.

Of course, they would all know soon, whether or not Kyoya and Haruhi liked it.

"It's such a good day, aaah…I'm glad I'm off from my work this morning, but I wouldn't mind taking rest of the day off!" Haruhi stated as she rested her arms on the railing that overlooked the beautiful lake that was present in the park.

Kyoya walked up behind her and wrapped his long arms around her waist as he rested his chin on her shoulders, "My my, Miss Workaholic actually thinking of relaxing rather than working? That's a surprise." He said cheerfully into her ear, kissing it gently as he finished speaking.

Giggling, she brushed a strand a hair away from her face and then rested her arms on Kyoya's, "Hn. Like you should be talking. I had to drag you out of work just so you can eat. Fortunately, you couldn't resist the allure of my cooking."

"Hai. The Ootori deserves the best, and you, Haruhi, are the best chef in all of Japan."

"You're just saying that to get some later tonight I bet."

With a deadpan expression, Kyoya replied, "Amazingly blunt as always…"

His hands disappeared from her waist, the warmth of his body suddenly disappearing. Haruhi missed the contact and hurriedly turned around. What she saw next though caught her completely surprised. Standing there, with his right palm raised, a black little box rested on it. The lid was open, and sitting comfortable on the velvet cushion was a ring. The band was entirely gold with Haruhi's first name etched within it. The diamond was not lavishly big or decorated like you would expect from a rich man like Kyoya. The diamond was small, and quaint. It was simple, and it complemented Haruhi more than any larger stone.

The lawyer gasped and took one step back. Kyoya wasn't kneeling, he didn't need to and he wouldn't allow himself to. He and Haruhi were equals. They would never lower themselves to one another. That was their understanding, and that was their love for one another. She understood it, but she was not able to comprehend what was happening for a couple more seconds. Kyoya smiled warmly at her as he said, "Fujioka Haruhi. Will you marry me?"

Despite the innate differences of Haruhi from any other female, it is heavily noted that no matter what, a girl would always be a girl when it comes to the man they love. So, in a clear and uncharacteristic gesture of Haruhi, she jumped forward and wrapped her arms around Kyoya's tall, slim body. She placed her face against his chest while smiling happily as she burst out with an excited, "Yes!"

Click!

Behind the bushes, a man grinned as he lowered his camera. Boy was he going to make a fortune!

Fujioka Ryoji, otherwise known as Ranka, sat in front of coffee table. He had yet to shave, and he didn't really feel up to getting ready for the day (which includes an hour or so putting on his makeup) so early. His mug of joe rested on the table as he unfolded the newspaper he gotten from the front steps. He had to get groceries later and bank Haruhi's check. Despite telling her that she didn't need to support him, she still continued to do it anyway and Ranka didn't want to fight about it constantly with his stubborn daughter. He turned to the front page of the newspaper and took a sip of his coffee. Of course, it didn't last long. Immediately after glancing at the cover, Ranka forcefully spluttered out his coffee from his mouth and away from the newspaper.

Ranka dropped the newspaper and stood up as he rushed for the phone as he cried out, "HARUUUUUHIIIIII!"

On the cover of the paper, it said:

The Angel of Tokyo and the Shadow King Getting Married!

Yesterday morning, Ootori Kyoya and Fujioka Haruhi were spotted together at Tokyo Park as the infamous Ootori proposed to the rising star of civil law! Ootori Kyoya (30) is the current Head of the Ootori Corporation. Spanning in several venues but primarily focusing in the medical field, the company is unfailingly one of the leading businesses in the world. Ootori is relentless and ruthless when it comes to dealings with his company as, for example, four years ago, he forced his father into retirement after a corporate takeover led by Kyoya. Known for his cold personality and handsome looks, he is much sought after by women. What was speculated of Kyoya just 'batting for the other team', it appears that he simply had a hidden relationship. Fujioka Haruhi (29) is one of Tokyo's finest young lawyers. Practicing civil law, she is a rising defense attorney that has earned the trust of many of her clients and brought more recognition to her firm. She is dubbed the Angel of Tokyo for her unfailing sense of justice and never wavering when it comes to her moral beliefs, she is proudly willing to defend anyone that seeks her help.

Ootori and Fujioka have attended the prestigious Ouran High Academy associated mainly with the upper class of society. Fujioka was the first scholarship student to attend Ouran. Ootori was Fujioka's upperclassmen and is speculated the two have attended the same club. Not long after the two's graduation, they attended the same college with Fujioka graduating at the same time as Ootori. It is speculated that it was the time when attending school together did this love blossom. However, is Ootori really the heartless man many believe he is? Or was he simply charmed by the righteous persona of Fujioka? Or was it Fujioka that succumbed to the temptation of the devil himself?

"Tamaki!" Yuzuru cried as he suddenly opened up the door to his son's room with unnecessary force.

Tamaki, who is currently being fitted for a new business suit, turned to look at his father with a perplexed expression. The tailor ignored the outburst of the man who hired him and focused on his work. He still retained the same boyish smile and aura that resonated off of him from his high school days, but now, his eyes shined with a hint of wisdom that he obtained with age. Visibly, he looked more mature and observant than he was before. However…Tamaki…was still Tamaki.

"Father! Is something wrong? Did Antoinette Jr. get hurt? Don't tell me! Oh no. Call the animal paramedics doctor person whatever! Call in the coast guard! No wait, was she captured? OH NO! How will Antoinette forgive me for allowing evildoers take her daughter! Father, I have failed as a guardian to-" Tamaki cried out frantically as he pulled away from the tailor and rushing towards his father with tears and worry in his violet hue orbs.

Yuzuru placed a finger on his son's lips and shook his head, "No! It's worse…I…LOST A BET TO YOSHIO!" He then placed both hands on the side of his head as he groaned irritably at the realization of that fact.

"Eh? Father…what do you mean? Did Ootori-san win in a game of online Mahjong with you again?" Tamaki asked innocently.

His father shook his head and his visage continued to be grim, "Worse!"

"What is it!?!"

"During your 2nd year at Ouran, Yoshio and I made a bet stating that his son would marry Haruhi. I bet that you would marry Haruhi!" Yuzuru explained with eagerness and fervor.

Tamaki began thinking about Haruhi again. Oh how long was it since they last met? Ah, she always said that she was busy. Then again, he was always busy too. Oh, he would visit her again. Come to her apartment and she would be in awe in surprise. In fact, she would say that she had always missed him and that every day, she prepared another plate of food for him just in the hopes that he would stop by and try her cooking again. Ah…Tamaki-sempai…My precious Haruhi, don't call me sempai anymore…

"Kyoya and Haruhi are engaged!"

Tamaki stopped what he was thinking and looked at his father with a broad smile. A little bit confused, he was unable to comprehend the situation. He could only allow his jaw to drop slightly and said meekly, "What?"

Hikaru and Kaoru started taking the steps down their private jet as they eyed the beautiful, red carpet at the end of the stairway that led to their limo. Bodyguards were strewn about the edges of the carpet as they made sure none of the reporters or the fans could try and get to them. They all waved and blew kisses at them as they walked eagerly down. Both wearing their own specially designed outfits, they were a beautiful sight. Two handsome twin bachelors that were millionaires and with a fashion sense of the God of Beauty; what more can a girl want?

They acted their twincest routine now and then and ignored some of the questions in the crowd. It was their first time in Japan in a while, and boy were they excited to see their favorite toy! Hikaru especially! He had wanted to travel the world first and grow up a little before confessing his feelings one more time for the girl. Maybe if he matured up a bit, then perhaps Haruhi would gladly accept being his date to something! He needed that positive attitude. As for Kaoru, he was just glad that the company was doing its best and that his brother was all fine.

"Hey Kaoru. I can't wait to see Haruhi. They'll be surprised to see us neh? He he, wouldn't she be surprised to suddenly find us in her apartment with a whole new line for her to wear!" Hikaru declared as they walked through the red carpet, ignoring others as they went along.

Kaoru chuckled and wrapped on arm around his older twin, "Hai hai. I hope our little toy isn't so rusty. I missed her you know. In fact, I missed the whole Host Club!"

"Even the Shadow King Kaoru?" Hikaru rhetorically asked.

"It's not the Host Club without the one who actually did run it huh?" Kaoru laughed at the joke he had made as they made it their limousine.

The pair waved to the rest of the crowd before Hikaru and Kaoru yelled out, "Okay! We'll both answer only one question! And we're going to piiiicccckk…" They both scanned the crowd before they both simultaneously pointed to a woman in the crowd who didn't really appear to be part of the bigger news media crews, "You! State your question!"

The nervous woman looked around and adjusted her glasses. Meekly, she asked (loudly enough go over the crowd), "You say that the lawyer, Fujioka Haruhi, was an old friend of yours back in school and was both your inspiration in most of the things you came up with in your fashion line. How do you feel about her engagement to Ootori Kyoya? And how will that affect your work?"

The twins looked at each other and blinked. They then turned to look at the reporter who asked those questions and blinked. Simultaneously, they leaned their head forward and said, "Eeeeeeh!?!"

"Takashi." Hunny said to his cousin as the pair sat together in their old style home. They had been in Japan for over a month now as they oversaw the creation of several dojos in the country. Now in Tokyo once again, the pair had decided to take the day off. They were watching the news as they ate their breakfast. Fortunately, Mori convinced his charge years ago to not eat sweets for breakfast.

The former loli-shota was now slightly taller, and looked more like a middle school student now instead of an elementary student. His eyes were fixated on the television as he was watching the news, well…the news of Haruhi and Kyoya were now engaged and that they had probably had been secretly dating. Mori, still tall as ever, ate his rice in peace. He had woken up before Hunny earlier and did his regular exercise session. He had just met his cousin in the lounging room to eat breakfast with him. He nodded his head at Hunny and responded, "Ah."

"I'm happy for Haru-chan and Kyo-chan." Hunny said bubbly with a great, big smile on his face.

"Ah." Mori said, passive as ever.

Suddenly, Hunny got an idea and stood up. He faced Mori with an excited stance and proclaimed, "We should go see them today and congratulate them!"

"Mitsukuni. Tamaki and the twins will be visiting them as well."

"Yaay! It'll be a Host Club reunion to congratulate Haru-chan and Kyo-chan!"

"Tamaki and the twins will be mad that they did not tell them."

"Eh? But Takashi! Everyone was always so busy! I'm sure Haru-chan and Kyo-chan didn't mean to not tell us!" Hunny said with a pout, he didn't want to Mori or anyone to think that Haruhi and Kyoya were deliberately hiding their relationship from them. He had too much faith in them to think that, "Besides! Even if they were hiding it, they must have had their reasons!"

"Ah." Mori nodded in agreement.

"But you know you're right Takashi. We should wait until after lunch before we do. Kyo-chan doesn't like being woken up before then neh?"

"Ah." That…was something Mori definitely agreed with. Although Hunny showed no fear when it came to Sleeping Demon Kyoya (after all, he is the same), it didn't mean Mori was not afraid as well. In fact, he was terrified of Sleeping Demon Kyoya as well. Especially after giving Kyoya lessons on martial arts in order to succeed in his self-defense forces. He was now capable of toppling even Mori…

"Neh…I hope Tama-chan, Hika-chan, and Kao-chan don't give them a hard time…" Hunny said worriedly as he looked out the open sliding door and into the yard.

"Ah. To be honest Mitsukuni, I didn't suspect anything between the two." Mori said. It was quite rare that he gave his own opinion on something as trivial as that. Hunny turned to look at him funny before shaking his head and thinking that the whole fiasco was getting into everyone's heads.

Sighing, Hunny whispered, "Good luck Haru-chan and Kyo-chan…"

Meanwhile, two bodies were entangled with one another in Haruhi's bed in her apartment. After a night of making love, the pair was tired from their actions and slept peacefully in one another's arms. Haruhi's head was up against Kyoya's bare chest as he clutched her protectively around her back. Their chests rose up and down slowly; clearly they were in a tranquil state of being. Nothing should ever ruin the peace the two had. In fact, it was still before twelve, so it was definitely not a good idea to even wake a certain one up.

Unknown to the now engaged pair, two red-haired twisters were about to arrive at Haruhi's door. A surprised, giddy, outraged, effeminate man would call the house phone to scold/gossip with his one and only daughter. Then, a certain blond-haired prince would call upon the demon lord's cellphone and foolishly interrupt his sleep in order to shout, scream, and moan about stealing 'his daughter' away from him. But…for now, they simply rested. The two were still off in paradise and in the recesses of their dreams.

They would never know what was about to hit them in the next few minutes. They would never know how stressful it was all going to be in the coming months. And who knows what lunacy was going to occur before AND after the wedding. Needless to say…it was always calm before the storm.