Haruhi Fujioka watched as the baggage carousel creeped in a circle in front of her, her eyes on the look out for her bags. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach at the thought of being home after 2 years away. They were both for the nerves and the excitement of it all.

It seemed like ages before that she had gotten the letter that she had been accepted as a student at Harvard Law School and had a full scholarship. Harvard was very prestigious and it was a chance to experience something new. So after graduating from Ouran and 3 weeks of goodbyes she had left behind all of her friends and her father to head to the US.

"Finally!" Haruhi thought to herself as her navy blue bag duffle bag came into view.

Reaching forward she grabbed the strap and tugged until it came free. Once it was free she quickly moved in to grab the other suitcase that belonged to her. Loading everything on to a luggage cart she pushed it towards the doors of the airport where she caught a cab.

After giving the cabbie the address of the apartment that complex that her father still lived in she relaxed back in her seat, taking in the familiar scenery. She hadn't been back to Japan since she left. Her father had flown out to Massachusetts for Christmas and for her birthday and they also talked every night on the phone.

When it came to the Host Club though things weren't as simple. She talked to all six of the former Host Club members sporadically. All were busy at College and with starting their careers just as she was busy with the vast amount of work it took to become a lawyer. The conversations with them were usually short and hurried because they were busy with something another or she was buried under piles of homework or attempting to sleep thanks to the time difference. They'd all visited when they had breaks but like the conversations were short.

The cab pulled to a stop in front of the apartment building and Haruhi paid the driver the fair before hauling her bags out of the trunk, heading for the apartment. It took some time but soon she was able to lug her bags up the stairs.

No one knew that she was coming home. Her father believed that she would be arriving the next day and she hadn't had a chance to talk to the guys yet since she'd only gotten voicemails. Reaching out she rapped on the door.

It took a few minutes but finally she heard movement from inside as her father moved about, most likely woken from a deep slumber. A second later the door opened and a tired and bedraggled Ranka. It took a moment for it to register but when it did Haruhi was swept off her feet.

"MY DARLING DAUGHTER! YOU'RE FINALLY HOME! WHAT AN UNEXPECTED PLEASURE! DADDY MISSED YOU SO VERY MUCH!" Ranka gushed as he swung her around and around.

"Dad! I'm glad to see you too but you're going to make me puke!" Haruhi warned.

"I'm sorry sweetheart! I'm just so happy to see you!" he said and wrapped her in a tight hug which she returned happily.

"I missed you Dad." she whispered.

"Well come on! Let's go inside and you can catch me up on everything I've missed!" Ranka grinned and before Haruhi could attempt to take her bags, her father had already swept them into his hands and was dragging them inside.

Haruhi took a seat at the table while Ranka brewed tea before sitting back down. While they drank the tea Haruhi filled her father in on the last few days before she'd left for home. Being so far from home for so long she had found it easier to talk to her father about things. It may have been something about the fact that it was easier to discuss things without his flamboyant hand waving. However now sitting here she was happy to see him so excited.

"So are you expecting the boys to arrive any time soon? I'm surprised that the twins and that Tamaki aren't banging down our door right now." Ranka said once Haruhi finished talking.

"I actually haven't had a chance to talk to any of them. I left them all voicemails but they haven't gotten back to me yet." she said taking her phone and looking at it again.

"Well I'm sure that they're very busy. Perhaps they'll call soon." Ranka said patting Haruhi's hand.

"And I'm sure that once they do I won't be able to get rid of them." she said with a small smile.

"Until they call I say we should have some bonding time! Let's go shopping!" Ranka said standing up.

"Actually Dad I'm really tired because of the time difference. I think I'm going to go sleep for awhile." Haruhi said standing up.

"Okay sweetheart but you can't escape me for long!" Ranka said and with a nod Haruhi grabbed the smaller of her two bags and headed towards her old room.

Closing the door behind her she unzipped the bag and pulled out a pair of plaid pajama pants, a large t-shirt and two framed photos. After shedding her jeans, sweatshirt and t-shirt she pulled on the clothes and picked up the photos.

The first was of a smiling woman who Haruhi highly favored. Her mother.

Smiling she sat it on the stand next to the bed before placing the other photo beside it. In the frame sat a photo of her surrounded by the rest of the Host Club that had been a candid shot from a shoot Renge had set up for some magazine she was putting together for the club. As a going away present her friends had presented it to her in a heavy sterling silver frame.

Haruhi was in the center of the photo with Hikaru and Kaoru's arms around her middle. Both were making a faces at Tamaki who was clutching at Kyoya's arm, screaming and pointing towards the three of them. Kyoya looked a mixture of annoyed and amused at the actions of his fellow club mates. Honey had a plate full of strawberry cake and was shoveling a huge piece into his mouth as the photo was snapped. Mori was the only one looking like he was paying any attention to the fact that a photo was being taken as he stared into the camera with his usual stoic nature.

Every time she looked at it she couldn't help but smile.

With one last look at the photos she climbed under the covers and in no time she was asleep.

Haruhi woke up a few hours later to the sound of her father calling for her.

"Haruhi! You have a vistor!" he called.

Sitting up Haruhi rubbed the sleep from her eyes before climbing out of bed. Yawning she walked out of her room only to come face to face with an all too familiar redhead.

"Kaoru!" she smiled and hugged her former club mate.

"Who told you that you were allowed to come back into the country without informing any of us?!" he smiled as he hugged her.

"I did call. I called all of you. Apparently all of you were busy." Haruhi replied.

"Even Tamaki?" Kaoru asked looking at Haruhi uncertainly.

"Yes...even him." Haruhi nodded with a small smile.

"Well Hikaru is working on something with our Mother day and night and usually has his phone turned off. As for the others I really can't say. I haven't spoken to Honey, Mori or Kyoya in a few weeks and no one has seen Tamaki in a few weeks. He finally tracked down his mother and went to France to visit her. No one can seem to get a hold of him." Kaoru said.

"No one?" she asked.

Kaoru shook his head, "I'm thinking his cell might not work. He mentioned something about wherever she was was in the mountains."

Haruhi nodded even though that answer seemed to bother her.

"So what are you up to?" she asked trying to get her mind off of the Host Club King.

Kaoru smiled softly and looked down at his feet for a moment before looking back at Haruhi.

"I've been doing this and that. Why don't we go grab something to eat and I'll fill you in on everything?" Kaoru replied.

"Sounds good. Let me just get dressed." Haruhi replied and turned to head to her room but before she could the red headed twin grabbed her arm.

"You're going to be needing this." he said holding up a bright green shopping bag she hadn't noticed before.

Opening it up she saw there were clothes inside.

"What is this?" she asked.

"A little welcome home present from my Mother's latest line. I refuse to let you wear anything that you might have with you." he smiled.

Haruhi reached into the bag and pulled out a pink wrap sundress. Pink wasn't her favorite color but she knew there was no arguing with either of the Hitachiin brothers, even if she was looking at the calm one. Reluctantly she headed to her room to get ready.

Grabbing a quick shower she brushed her hair before putting on a light coat of mascara and neutral eyeshadow in hopes that if she did that Kaoru wouldn't attempt to do her makeup for her. She pulled on the dress and added a light sweater since it was clearly growing late out. Finally she emerged from the bathroom to find Kaoru and her father talking.

"Oh my! My little girl looks so grown up! You picked out the perfect dress!" Ranka grinned.

"I knew it would look perfect on her. Now…if I may Ms. Fujioka." Kaoru said holding out his arm.

"Just come on you weirdo." Haruhi said rolling her eyes and headed for the door, eager to hear just what Kaoru and the others had been up to in her absence.

So I just posted an Ouran High School story when suddenly I came up with this! I should have a new chapter up soon! And comments are always welcome :D