Chapter 1

Haruhi Fujioka did not want to attend a reception for the students who attended Ouran High Academy when she attended it. While that had been only ten years ago, she had still let any remembrance of it and the people there recede from her mind as she went on to pursue her dream of becoming a lawyer.

Over the years following high school, she pushed herself and worked hard. The work paid off as she was now one of the best lawyers in Japan and was quite wealthy, though as a commoner born, she rarely ever displayed her financial status unless a need arise.

Haruhi chewed on her lip. It was a habit she had picked up the years following high school and it surfaced whenever she felt particularly vulnerable and anxious. In the courtroom she was in her element. Here, back at this place of her youth, she was in their element.

His element.

Haruhi had not, could not, forget the blond who had introduced her to fun and friendship when she had no one. While he, and the others, were completely and irrevocably arrogant, they had become her friends and helped her when no one else had. She had often thought him narcissistic and annoying, but somewhere along the line she had fallen for him, and hard. Afraid of her own feelings, she ignored them and delighted in the near future when she no longer share the same school as him and her feelings would disappear. They had disappeared for a while, but now that she stood among other students that she remembered, she felt the feelings overcome her as if a tidal wave surging forward.

Her thoughts were interrupted as a pair of identical laughs reached her ears and both hands were seized by a pair of redheaded twins, grinning from ear to ear.

"You may no longer go as a boy, Haruhi, but anyone can spot you with ease."

Haruhi studied the one who held her right hand, who'd been the one to speak, and narrowed her eyes a moment before smiling. "Is that so, Hikaru?"

The grins widened and the other twin laughed. "After all these years, you're still the only person besides our parents who can tell us apart. Shame they never adopted you."

"Must you hog Haruhi-chan to yourselves?"

Haruhi blinked as she took in a tall blond man striding towards her, a soft smile on his handsome face. Her eyes widened and the twins laughed beside her.

"You should see the look on your face, Haruhi," Kaoru choked. Haruhi ignored them and attempted to find her voice.

"Huh-Hunny-san?"

The blonde smiled and nodded. "Trust me, you're not the only one to react like that. I believe quite a few old clients were let down because I did not retain my boy-like looks and manners."

"I too was speechless."

This was a new voice, and it was this voice that made Haruhi pause. She turned around and found herself facing Tamaki Suoh. Tamaki smiled and waved his hand grandly at the room.

"Would any of you have seen me as the chairman of this school?"

The three of them nodded and traded looks.

Tamaki put his hand to his heart. "It is my honor, pride and joy. It is with the same love that I bestow upon my wife and child that I love this school."

Haruhi had stopped hearing him at the words 'wife and child'. No one noticed her change in attitude as it was normal for her to not say much at all. She listened to the others talk and answered questions asked of her. Mori was the next to join them and the two of them discussed their carreers as the other three reminiced all the things they'd put her through. Finally, with a sigh she left them, excusing herself but promising to come back before the night was over.

With a groan, she made her way out of the school and pressed her back against the wall of the building, looking up at the bright stars above.

"Mom, Dad," she whispered. "You guys would have known what to do."

"I don't think it does any good to talk to the stars, Fujioka-san."

Haruhi felt a chill run down her spine and looked to her side where a tall dark haired man wearing a pair of oval-shapped glasses leaned against the wall, eyes trained to the sky. When he felt her eyes on him, his own dark eyes found hers and locked them.

"Long time, no see, Haruhi," he said with a cold grin. Once again that chill went down her back, but Haruhi was surprised to find that she liked it.

"Kyouya-san," she whispered, not sure why it she did. The man grinned beside her and took a few steps closer until they were close enough to each other that she could feel the heat radiating from his body.

"You saw that he's married, then?"

Haruhi sighed. It was pointless asking Kyouya how he knew she'd been upset by this fact. He always knew things about everyone. She nodded and looked away.

"You should have told him your feeling before he left," Kyouya said simply, as if they were merely discussing the weather.

"It's not that easy, Kyouya. I wasn't even sure of my feelings back then, and I know I've waited too long, but if he had any similar feelings, he wouldn't have married whoever she is. Anyway, would you tell a person you loved that you loved them?"

Kyouya moved closer and nodded. "Indeed, Haruhi," he said and reached out a hand to cup her chin. "And I'm telling you now."

With a swift motion, his unoccupied hand was on the small of her back as he pulled her close, leaning down to kiss her softly.