The Only Constant is Change

It's Haruhi, Kaoru, and Hikaru's final year at Ouran. Dynamics are changing and evolving... What will happen to the Host Club Members?

Author's Note: This story takes place about 8 months after the events in A Faire Shot at Mythology. It can be read as a stand alone, but it references events and items from that piece as well. If you are reading my work for the 1st time, I would humbly suggest reading my other stories The Game and A Faire Shot at Mythology before reading this to completely understand some of the relationship dynamics that I use. I promise that if you like this style of writing you will like those too. =)


66. Transportation

The hanger at the airport was eerily silent as the small private jet pulled in and parked. Opening the flight door and lowering the staircase, Kaoru looked around to spot Renge, but his girlfriend (I kind of like being able to think of her as my girlfriend) was nowhere in the immediate vicinity. A puzzled, “Huh?!?” slipped from his lips.

“What is it brother?” Hikaru asked as he stepped forward to help secure the staircase.

“Mom said Renge would be here to meet us with the car. I don’t see her and there isn’t a car waiting for us. I wonder what happened to them.”

“Perhaps there was a delay with Security,” Kyouya said from behind them. “We should go into the main hangar and check.”

A beep and a vibration sounded from the phone in Kaoru’s pocket.

Security is not letting me through and it will take me more time to fight it than it would be if you guys just met me in the lobby. Sorry. I know Yuzuha was trying to avoid this for you, but there are paparazzi everywhere. Be prepared. – RH

Kaoru sighed as he put away his phone, “It looks like that was exactly it. Renge says there are a lot of paparazzi waiting.”

“At least we know what to expect,” Haruhi said with an answering sigh. “So let me guess – Keep walking though as quickly as we can and avoid answering any questions?”

Hikaru kissed her on the cheek. “Yes. Mom has already arranged for a press conference. Anything they need to know will be discussed then.” He squeezed her fingers and put a hand on Kyouya’s shoulder. “We will get through this.”

“I know,” Kyouya replied with a light touch to Hikaru’s hand, then slinging his bag across his shoulders he continued, “Let’s go.”

With Tamaki, Hani, and Takashi behind them, the twins, Haruhi and Kyouya made their way to the double door that lead to the main lobby of the private airport. Pushing it open, they were greeted by an explosion of flashbulbs and a sudden cacophony of questions. Kyouya- what is your reaction to your father’s statement this morning? Hikaru/Kaoru- Is HDG worried about the possible boycott of the Grand Ball tonight? What is the sex like between the three of you? Do you include anyone else in your sexcapades? Haruhi – How does your father feel about the idea that you are sleeping with two different men?

Haruhi bit her lip to avoid blurting out a biting comment to the most blatantly rude questions, knowing they were only asking in an attempt to provoke her. Beside her, she could see Hikaru ball his fist and Kyouya grab the strap of his bag harder. Twenty more meters to go. She could see the limo just outside the entry doors and Renge obviously trying to stress the importance of a quick departure to the chauffer. But it was another auburn colored head with long hair pulled back in a loose ponytail, subtle make-up creating a look of fashionable androgyny, wearing an open-collared white shirt, jeans, and black blazer standing next to the limo that made Haruhi break into a run. “Dad!!!”

Ryoji “Ranka” Fujioka broke into a grin that turned his face from something cool and aloof into something warm and welcome. Stepping forward, he opened his arms as Haruhi ran into them. Holding her tight he whispered. “Hi, babygirl. Shhhh… The worst is almost over. I’ll tell you more in the car.” Straightening up, he kept one arm around her shoulder as he then turned to Hikaru and Kyouya who were looking at him warily. With a grin and a mischievous smile that could only have been learned from close contact with a certain Hitachiian family member, he turned to Haruhi’s boyfriends and shook their hands before pulling each into a casual hug. Loudly enough for the paparazzi who had rushed forward at the scene to hear he said. “It’s good to see you boys again. I know we have a lot to discuss, but we have to get back to the estate.” He gestured to the open limo door with a wink, “Shall we go?”

“Of course, sir,” Hikaru said with a smile and an answering wink as he helped Haruhi into the limo before climbing in himself.

After everyone was seated and the limo safely pulled away, leaving the flashbulbs and rude questions behind, Ranka let loose a sigh of relief. Turning to his daughter, he said, “I think that worked out better than we hoped. Sorry, I didn’t let you know that I was going to be in town for the Ball, but we were originally trying to keep it a surprise. Then when everything started to blow up the last couple of days, we thought that an honest surprise reaction from you and a visible show that I support you and your choice of boyfriends would take the paparazzi by surprise and be a counter to the poison Yoshio Ootori is spreading.”

“It was planned?” Haruhi asked, slightly hurt. “There weren’t issues with Security?”

Renge rushed to answer, “Oh there definitely were issues with Security. I think one of the tabloids paid off the Head of Security to try and delay us as much as possible, because I have never had as much trouble picking up visitors before as I did today. Ranka was originally just going to wait in the car and surprise you when you got in, but with the delays, we came up with another plan on the fly.”

“Mom would be proud of your ingenuity,” Kaoru said with a smile as he leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. “Missed you,” he whispered quietly into her ear.

Renge blushed a bright pink at both the compliment and the obvious undertone in Kaoru’s whispered words. “Thanks, I think it worked out ok in the end.” Her tone changed abruptly. “But while that scene will answer the question that Ranka is aware and approves of his daughter’s suitors, there’s still trouble brewing. I know Yuzuha will go over it in more detail with you at the house, but she wanted me to tell you that she has upped the security for tonight and that with my suggestions she has made a few other more discreet arrangements. The media contingent has been reduced and made more exclusive. There will be body guards assigned to Haruhi, Kyouya, Hikaru, and Kaoru.”

“WHAT!” “That’s Ridiculous!” “Can Takashi and I help?” The twins and Hani spoke out in unison.

Renge held up her hand and addressed Hani’s question first. “Yes, actually. I know Yuzuha was hoping that Takashi would protect Kyouya and that you, Hani, would take Hikaru. Since you are already all good friends, it won’t look suspicious if you guys are hanging out together.”

“I guess that makes sense,” Hikaru grumbled. “But what about Haruhi?”

“I can take care of myself or have you forgotten already?” Haruhi replied with a hint of a chuckle.

Ranka smiled at the sally but answered seriously, “Haruhi, that is not going to get you out of having body guards.” He looked at Renge who nodded her head. “You are actually the target for most of the threats that HDG has been getting. It’s ridiculous that there is still this kind of idea that it’s ok for Hikaru and Kyouya to have multiple partners because that’s what men should do, but as a woman, you are only supposed to have one. It’s the 21st century for gods’ sake not the dark ages. Alternative life choices are going to just get more common from here and people are going to need to start accepting that. It’s-”

A discreet cough from Renge stalled him.

“Sorry, I am getting off the topic,” Ranka said sheepishly. “I know that you can protect yourself, but there have been some threats that are serious enough that warrant having the extra protection.”

“Why aren’t Mitskune and I protecting her then?” Takashi asked.

Renge tried to be as tactful as she could, “mostly because you have been linked too closely to Haruhi lately and we don’t want to even hint that there may be something more than just friendship or a teacher/student relationship with you. But I think you both will approve of who I have arranged to be her protection.” She smiled slightly as she saw Takashi nod in understanding. “Since they had already been invited to be a part of the HDG contingent, Zhi and Sakura Fujimia will be Haruhi’s guard detail for the night. Sakura’s cousin Blake has agreed to protect Kaoru.”

“That is acceptable,” Takashi replied as Hani agreed.

“Wait a minute. Don’t I get a say in this at all?” The irritation was clear in Haruhi’s voice.

“Are you opposed to Master Zhi and Sakura protecting you, Haru-chan?” A warning tone was threaded through Hani’s tone.

Haruhi flushed, “No… it’s not that. I am honored by their willingness to protect me. It’s just…”

Kyouya took her hand and rubbed his fingers across her knuckles. “You are just used to taking care of yourself and the idea of someone trying to protect you seems wrong. Please, love, in this instance set aside your stubbornness and look at it from our perspective. It wouldn’t be happening if there weren’t a good reason. I know that Takashi and Mitskune took you as a student because they believed in you and wanted you to have a way to protect yourself. You can do that, but trust me in that most of the rest of us are more familiar with and understand the dark side of being in the spotlight. It takes a different kind of skill. You are learning it, but for now… Please just trust in the arrangements that have been made.”

Haruhi sighed, “Fine. I was hoping to get to know the Fujimias better anyway. I can focus on that.”

“Thank you.”

The limo lapsed into silence as all of the Host Club members got lost in their own thoughts. A landmark passing outside one of the windows had Renge clearing her throat and looking sheepish. As the limo turned around a corner and started down the road to the Suoh Estate, she spoke. “There is one more thing I forgot to mention. While we have been able to counter many of Yoshio Ootori’s threats, there are still some who are on his side… and they are a rather visible nuisance.” She gestured to the window.

As one, the group turned to see a large group of at least 200 people standing outside the entrance gates to the Suoh Estate, holding signs, and shouting loudly in protest. A private security force wearing the colors of House Zouka was patrolling the area and obviously working to maintain a semblance of peace.

“Thank gods my grandmother is currently in Japan,” Tamaki’s voice broke the stunned silence as the limo passed through the gate.

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