Disclaimer: I do not own "Ouran High School Host Club" or any of the characters in this wonderful manga/anime in any way.

A/N - Alright my dears, here it is. The long awaited final chapter of this story. I knew when I started this that it was going to be long, but never in my wildest imagination did I ever envision it being this long. I know I whined about my job, my spelling and grammar, and a lot of other things along the way. Thanks for putting up with me. Before I forget, on one of my other stories, someone mentioned that I spelled Honey and Mori's sir names wrong. Maybe. I simply used the spelling that I found in one of my downloads of the manga not from the print version I have in my bookshelf. I wasn't at home when I first started writing my stories, so I didn't have the print version with me. The names got added to my MS Word dictionary as they were spelled, so it still sees the incorrect spelling as correct. Sorry. Anyway, with that out of the way, once again, thank you all so very much for reading and reviewing.

A New Family

Previously in chapter one hundred and four: At the reception, each of the former hosts danced with Haruhi as did her father, his partner, her new father-in-law, and both of her new brother-in-laws. It was Otori Yoshiro that surprised her the most, as he chose a very upbeat song to spin her around the dance floor to instead of a more traditional and slower song. Not a dry eye on the dance floor when Ranka dance with Haruhi for the father-daughter dance. After the reception the happy couple headed off to their honeymoon.

Chapter One Hundred and Five

Upon the return of the happy couple, life settled into a normal routine. Days, weeks, months and years passed. To say that only the baby was learning more daily would be a lie. Kyoya learned more about himself as he learned to live with Haruhi. No longer afraid to allow anyone other than a maid into his room, he shared every aspect of his life with his wife, including his bedroom. All of those secrets that he had been keeping hidden away deep in his soul were better shared with the one he trusted with his life. Haruhi learned that while being thrifty was good, occasionally spending money just to spend it wasn't so bad either. She also learned a lot about being a mother.

The Otori family was attending one of the more chaotic events that the former host club held when a count was done of all the children running around. Tamaki started counting off, "Three children born to the Morinodzukas, two to the Haninodzukas, two of my own, one Otori, and three Hitachiins with the Hikaru's second one on the way. Who would have ever guessed that our little group would have so many little ones of our own running around. Ahhh but then again, who would have ever considered the fact that our own princess Haruhi would end up married to one of our own Demon Shadow Lord and host club 'mother'?"

"Correction, mi'lord, the second and third children for me. I can't let my brother's family outnumber my own." Hikaru walked up behind his wife and lovingly patted her very swollen belly. Turning to look at Kyoya and Haruhi, he popped off "Oh and what's this I hear about you two not being able to attend to my nephew's birthday party next month?"

"Oh, yeah, I forgot about that. My brain has been Swiss cheese lately. I have his present in the car. Don't let me forget to give it to one of you before we leave. I'm sorry we can't attend. We're going away alone for a little while before we can't anymore." Haruhi tried to make a mental note, but she knew it would do no good.

"What do you mean before you can't anymore? Getting rid of your nanny or something? Send her my way if you are. We could use a good nanny with twins coming."

"Ha, you wish! No, we're not getting rid of her. I would be beyond crazy to do that considering the changes coming down the pike. In fact, she's getting a pay raise so that she doesn't walk out on us in the first place." Her last comment gathered the attention of all the former hosts and their wives.

"Ehh? Something we should know about?" Honey was the first one to regain the ability to voice the question that was on everyone's mind.

Haruhi began feel the bright crimson hue creep across her face. She hadn't meant to tell anyone this way. Kyoya's face lit up, beaming with pride that no one would have thought possible a few years prior. He instantly moved across the circle of chairs to kneel next to his wife as he took her hand in his and grinning ear to ear and placed his free hand on her still flat belly. "Yes, there is something that you might want to know about. In about seven and a half months, there will be another one to add to your list, Tamaki. Ah, but this one with be a Fujioka-Otori, so does this child count as two, since both of his or her parents were members of our host club?" Every jaw in the circle dropped as Tamaki started to see red.

"You! How could you do this to my beautiful daughter? You've ruined her beautiful body. You've decimated a holy and untouchable shrine. My poor baby…" Tamaki gave way to sobs as his wife just stared on. Fortunately however, she was quite used to his idiotic behavior, especially where Haruhi was concerned.

"Tamaki, as my best friend, I am going to ignore you comments about my wife. If your beautiful wife can learn to tolerate your crap and withstand your demon seed in her belly twice, then I believe that Haruhi, who has not only withstood your antics, but those of all of us for years now, then I believe she should be able to withstand this. Besides, we're going to be so busy the next few months that I have to take her away from everything or else have her kick me to the curb. Starting next month, we have our third anniversary, then Christmas, then New Year, Kaoru's twin's birthday, then Haruhi's birthday, the princess's birthday… it seems to be never ending string of events and parties and what have you. So, we're taking a few weeks off, before she starts to show we're taking a cruise. I mean, I never really got her all to myself to start with. In case you don't remember, from the beginning of our marriage, there was already a little one who considered her as 'mommy'. You all got to have your wives all to yourselves for a while before adding to your family. That's not a luxury that we got to partake of."

It was then that the young Haruhi ran up and climbed into her step-mother's lap. "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy, Shouta says that I don't get to have a real baby brother or sister. He says that you're not my real mommy. Tell him, Mommy. Tell Shouta that even though I didn't grow in your tummy like the new baby is doing, that you are still my real mommy."

Morinodzuka Shouta had followed the little girl over to the group of adults. "Auntie, Haruhi says that you're her real mommy, but I know that isn't true." Mori gave his son a look that would have scared the average business man, but his son took it in stride.

Kyoya stood up and then leaned down so that he could face the young man eye to eye. "Shouta, tell me what makes a family?"

"Well, a mom and dad get married and then have a baby, I guess." He was a bright nine year-old, so Kyoya knew how to make his point.

"That's partially right, but I have another question for you. What happens if a couple wants to be parents but they can't? Or to a child whose parents are no longer around? Are they not allowed to have a family?"

"I don't know. I never thought about that."

"Well, the woman who gave birth to Haruhi died when she was really tiny. You remember, right? Your mom and dad, along with the rest of my friends here, all spent a lot of time trying to help me with taking care of Haruhi when she was a baby. But she no longer had a mom. That's not really fair, is it?"

"I guess not. My mom is the one who takes care of me when Dad goes off to Kendo tournaments or other business."

"Right, most families have a mom and a dad if there are children. Haruhi didn't have a mom anymore. And Auntie Haruhi knew how unfair that was. She grew up without a mom too. She didn't want my daughter to grow up like that. You follow me so far?"

"Yeah, I think so. Auntie Haruhi didn't like not having a mom growing up, so she didn't want little Haruhi to have to go through the same thing."

"Right, but tell me something else. Has your dad ever told you about how our friendship from high school was like a family because of your Uncle Tamaki?"

"One time I asked him why Uncle Tamaki called you 'mother'. Plus he always talks about that after these parties."

"Good, so you understand how family is very important to some of us. Well, my best friend gave me and my daughter one of the best gifts that I could ever ask for in the whole world. Your Auntie Haruhi agreed to become part of my family so that my daughter Haruhi would have a mom to grow up with. So now I have a beautiful wife that I love with all of my heart, my daughter has a mother who loves her as if she was her own, and we've got another baby on the way. I have something that was so important… that was deeply meaningful to all of us, that Tamaki recreated for all of us.

"Family is one of the most important things to each of us, even if we didn't know it back then. We thought Tamaki was crazy, but…"

"He is. Dad even says so still." No one could deny that the boy spoke the truth, but it was overlooked.

"Maybe he is, but as I was saying, he knew it was something that we all needed to help us past our own issues that we each had growing up. But as we grew up, he couldn't cling to his make believe family. That's when we each went out to form our own families. Because of things that were out of my control, I ended up with a family that eventually broke. Little Haruhi's mother passed away, so your Auntie Haruhi helped me fix my family the best that we could. She gave me a whole new family."

That night when the returned home, they tucked their daughter into bed, as was the nightly routine, then made their way to their own room for bed. Kyoya thought long and hard about the talk he had with the eldest of the host club's offspring. He looked back over his whole life, remembering how his own childhood family had been less than desirable. His father had pushed and contorted the lives of his wife and children to meet his expectations. In late middle school, at the insistence of his father, he befriended Tamaki. That was one of the biggest of many decisions that Otori Yoshiro made that would eventually push his son into becoming the man that he eventually became. Tamaki stirred up Kyoya's life, sometimes good, sometimes painful, but usually life changing. Tamaki's insistence was the reason that Haruhi came into indentured servitude, which was yet another life changing event, though no one knew it at the time. No matter how you looked at it, family had been the center of changes, be it family of origin, imaginary family, or family of choice.

Kyoya had considered him self a loner who had no need for family other than to inherit what an individual had worked his whole life to acquire. But after Tamaki's chaotic attempts to create family unity from a thrown together, hodge-podge of slightly broken individuals, he knew better. He learned a hard lesson that he was not alone in the world. More importantly, he learned that he needed others. That was probably the hardest lesson for him to learn, that he needed more than just himself. He needed his friends, his daughter, but most importantly he needed Haruhi. She completely filled the holes in his soul and finished out his family. He couldn't have asked for a better family.