Love and Marriage
Summary: Because of that 'little' encounter, Haruhi got pregnant which resulted in a 'Shotgun Wedding'. Now let's look into the life of the newly weds.
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I do not own OHSHC.
A/N Italics are for thoughts and flashbacks, ok?
Chapter 1: Kyoya and His Laptop
One afternoon, Kyoya is busy typing in his laptop about his business transactions, making a few phone calls every now and then. Haruhi, on the other hand, was busy reading a suspense novel. From time to time, she would pause for a while and observe her husband. She can't help but wonder why the great 'Kyoya Ohtori' agreed to marry her…
Flashback:
Ranka came home late only to find her daughter staring into space, looking a little pale. Her father immediately came to her side.
"Haruhi! What's wrong?!" he asked, worried.
Haruhi didn't even budge as if she's oblivious to anything around her. Ranka gently shook her daughter calling her name over and over again. Suddenly, something dropped from her hand. Ranka picked it up and now in his hands, a 'positive' pregnancy test. He was shocked.
"Haruhi, is this true? Answer me! Who's the father?" Ranka shook her daughter to get answers. Suddenly tears fell from her eyes.
"I'm sorry father…I'm sorry…" she mumbled then burst into tears. Ranka just hugged her daughter, trying to comfort her. Later, Haruhi was asleep. Ranka gently carried her to her room and tucked her in. Haruhi just curved herself into a ball and continued her slumber. Ranka looked concernedly at her daughter's face. "Don't worry, Haruhi. Father will take care of it." He whispered then suddenly stood up and made a phone call.
The next day, Ranka and Haruhi went to the health center to confirm her condition. The result came out positive. Haruhi just nodded quietly.
"Haruhi, aren't you going to tell me who the father is?" Ranka asked. Haruhi looked at him sadly.
"I'm sorry, Father. I can't tell you." She laid her hand on her still flat stomach. "I'll raise this child by myself. I don't want to be a burden to anyone else. This is my fault; I'll take responsibility for it."
"Then you leave me no other choice." Ranka said silently as he gently escorted her to a nearby café.
"What do you mean, Father?" Haruhi asked, confused.
Ranka and Haruhi entered the café and they saw Kyoya Ohtori waiting patiently on one table. Haruhi was shocked and tried to run but her Father firmly held her arm, preventing her escape. Haruhi silently pleaded her Father with her eyes but he ignored it and steered her towards Kyoya's table. Haruhi reluctantly complied.
A tense silence ensued. Haruhi kept her head down as if she grew a sudden fascination with her sandals.
"I'll get straight to the point. My daughter Haruhi is pregnant. She doesn't want to tell me who the father is but I have an idea of who he might be." Ranka glanced at his daughter briefly. "If I recall correctly, she went to a hotel resort with you." Ranka looked directly at Kyoya, his gaze speculative. "Am I right?"
"Yes." Kyoya answered, his face impassive.
"Then answer this question…" he glared at Kyoya, "Did something happen between the two of you?"
"Father, that's enough!" Haruhi exclaimed.
"No! I want to hear his answer." Ranka said angrily. "Well, Kyoya?"
"Yes. Something did happen." Kyoya declared.
Ranka suddenly grabbed him by his collar. "You bastard! I entrusted my daughter in your care and this-this is what I get!" Ranka punched him in the face. Kyoya dropped to the ground.
"Father Stop it!" Haruhi tried to restrain Ranka from attacking Kyoya again.
"Marry my daughter or I swear I'll kill you right now!" Ranka angrily bellowed, while trying to get away from Haruhi's grasp.
Kyoya calmly stood up and wiped the blood away from his lips.
"I'll marry her, Ranka-san. You don't have to worry about that." He answered, smiling slightly. Ranka appeared to calm down while Haruhi looked at him with wide, shocked eyes.
"No! You don't have to go that far, Kyoya! I'll raise this child on my own! I-I don't want to burden you! I-I-" Haruhi dropped on her knees and cried.
Suddenly a pair of strong arms enveloped her. "I'll marry you, Haruhi." He whispered. Haruhi looked at him as he gently wiped away her tears.
"I didn't expect us to marry under these circumstances and this soon but I do want to marry you." He held her hands and kissed it. "I love you, Haruhi." He looked deeply into her eyes.
Her eyes got watery again then she hugged him tight. "I love you too." She whispered.
End of Flashback
She sighed. "I never thought things will turn out like that. In my mind I saw myself raising the baby on my own in a faraway place. I was scared but I thought its better if Kyoya never knew. He is, after all, a prominent person in the business world. I wouldn't want to force him into something he would regret." She smiled. "I guess I love him that much."
She turned her attention back to her notes in hand. "Kyoya met up with his father one day. I didn't know how it went, though. Kyoya wouldn't tell me. He just said we'll be getting married as soon as possible. He took care of the wedding preparations quickly and then the next thing I know, I was walking down the aisle in a very exquisite wedding gown made especially for me by Hikaru and Kaoru. I was in a daze. I thought I was just dreaming when I saw Kyoya near the altar. I thought at any moment I'll wake up and find myself in the confines of my room. But when he took my hand gently in his I knew it was real…"
"It wasn't a dream." She looked at her wedding ring thoughtfully. "I really am married to Kyoya Ohtori."
Then she looked up and stared at Kyoya again. Her eyes gleamed. "And I know for a fact that we're here for our honeymoon." She thought angrily.
"He's always typing in his laptop. At first, I didn't mind. In fact, I admire his dedication to his work but…" she bit her lip. "He'll just leave that laptop when he'll make love to me, if he's hungry or if he's going to the bathroom. Now what kind of routine is that?!"
She looked pointedly at his laptop.
"Try making love with your laptop so that you'll have business and pleasure all at the same time! Well I mean really!" she said in her head, annoyed. She looked at the notes again.
Suddenly Kyoya stood up. "Bathroom." He said as Haruhi looked at him. She just nodded silently. When Haruhi heard the bathroom door close she immediately got up and went towards Kyoya's laptop to see what business has been occupying her husband's mind. She sat down and read silently.
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Time: 1:00pm
Date: 00-00-0000
Place: Ohtori Private Mansion
Subject: Haruhi
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Haruhi looked confused for a moment. Wondering what business it is that involves her. She read on.
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Yes. The subject is my one and only wife, Haruhi Fujioka now known as Mrs. Haruhi Ohtori. Instead of scanning through possible list of companies to conquer, here I am sitting in front of my laptop typing about my wife. She's providing too much distraction for me…I don't mind it though but if this goes on I'm afraid I won't be accomplishing much in the future.
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"WHAT?! Me? A distraction?!" she thought angrily then read on.
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You might say she's just a harmless female minding her own business but that's where you're wrong. Harmless? How can she be harmless when I'm painfully aware of every movement she makes? She flexes her legs every 10 minutes (giving me a delightful view of her slender legs, of course) and she sighs or bites her lip once every 5 minutes (making her lips look more kissable).
It drives me crazy! How can I work when I'm like this? I know she's just sitting there, looking focused and serious but hey- she always looked sexy to me. It makes me want to go to her, throw her files aside and have my wicked way with her. Damn! Look at where my thoughts lead to. I sound like a sex crazed maniac!
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"Such an active imagination." She smirked.
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And then I catch her staring at me. At first, there was this reminiscent look on her face. Later, it was replaced by wonder as if she just thought of something brilliant. Then I saw her smiling softly a minute ago and right now she looks completely vexed. Hehe. I like watching the play of emotions on her face. It makes me wonder what she is thinking about at that moment.
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Haruhi felt the hairs on her neck stand…it's like someone's watching her. Haruhi looked around. No one's there. The bathroom door is still closed. "So he was wondering about what I'm thinking. Then why won't he stop typing and ask me then?" She read on again.
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I am curious to know what she's thinking about. Actually, I'm really tempted to go to her side and ask her. But if I do that I don't think I could control myself. The questions I had in mind will be forgotten and I'll end up touching her, kissing her and I won't get anything done! Because if I had my way I'd rather make love to her than to bother with charts and financial reports! That's how crazy I am about her.
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Haruhi blushed and felt hot herself. "Kyoya wanted me that badly?"
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But Alas! I have to restrain myself. Thanks to this laptop of mine I'm able to keep my hands to myself for hours. I know it's not supposed to be like this since this is our honeymoon. But if I give free rein to my burning desire for her I think we won't be able to do anything else but make love. (smirk) Not that I mind it though. Hehe. Looking at her right now…looking so angry and flushed…I don't think I could hold on much longer to my very fragile self-control…
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"Kyoya does have a way with words." She smiled to herself. "So that's why he's been sitting here for a long time..." She pursed her lips, deep in thought. Then something on the screen caught her eye.
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P.S
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I planned my retreat to the bathroom so that you could read this, my darling Haruhi… (smirk)
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Haruhi was shocked. "He knew…he knew all along!"
When she turned around, Kyoya was leaning against the doorframe.
"Have you enjoyed your reading, my darling?' then he turned and looked at her smirking.
Haruhi nervously backed against the table. "K-Kyoya, we-we're you watching me all this time?"
"Oh yes." He slowly approached her. "I'm watching you, all the time." Then he trapped her between him and the table, his hands on either side of her.
"So you don't have to be jealous of my laptop, Haruhi." He whispered in her ear.
Haruhi felt tingly with excitement as she felt Kyoya bit her earlobe then lick and bite his way down her neck.
"Wh-What happened to your self control?" she tried to keep her voice even.
Kyoya suddenly grabbed her hips and made her sit on the table. "It's long gone, Haruhi."
Then he rubbed himself against her. Haruhi moaned in response. "I've finally reached my limit…" Then he kissed her lips fiercely.
Another hot afternoon for the newly weds… (smirk, wink)
A/N So how was it? Leave a review please? Oh i used the spelling "Ohtori" instead of "Ootori"...hmm, i think its cute this way. (smiles)