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21 February 2009 @ 12:33 pm
[Ouran Host Club] Hunny/Haruhi: Have Courage  
Disclaimer: Based on the characters and situations of Hatori Bisco.

TITLE: Have Courage
FANDOM: Ouran High School Host Club
CHARACTERS/PAIRINGS: Hunny and Haruhi, implied Kyouya/Haruhi
GENRE: drama/romance
SUMMARY: One person moves on, and another lets go. (600+ words)
NOTES: Written for ouran_contest.
{ last = to endure ; the most unlikely }

Will you share your life with me for the next ten minutes? - The Last Five Years

“Sing for me, Haru-chan,” he whispered, smile wide, eyes bright. And the girl could do nothing else but comply. Her voice started out unsure, half of her wondering what the visit was all about, and the other half worrying that she might get the words wrong. She built up on the chorus, closing her eyes, instantly recalling the last time she'd sung – for him. And then she finished, drawing in a deep breath; the slight breeze brushing against her bangs.

At first, he seemed lost in thought. It gave her time to take in his appearance, what had changed throughout the years. Where have you been, senpai? What have you been doing all this time?

His growth spurt had been inevitable, a factor she had banked on and teased Mori-senpai about whenever he'd called. In certain angles if she squinted, he could have looked like a younger version of Tamaki, minus the romantic lilac-colored eyes; his were simply more mischievous, more seemingly innocent, all the more knowledgeable. And his voice was a deeper, finer touch of the richest kind of honey, a sweet blend of warmth on a beautiful spring day. Her once small, cherubic senpai had become a man, to the truest sense of the word.

“Do you think I've grown into a different person?” Catching her by surprise, he held her gaze with the quiet inquiry, caramel eyes flashing a challenge. Haruhi found her cheeks reddening.

“Not at all, senpai,” she met him head-on regardless, “Of course, there are the notable changes. But besides that, you're still you.” His knees bumped against hers, what she supposed would have been a giggle escaped his lips as a wholehearted chuckle instead.

“Are you sure, Haru-chan? I feel different.” She wasn't sure what to make of that. He didn't appear to need an answer though.

“I've heard from Takashi, you know. It seems that a lot of things have changed.” Haruhi grinned wryly.

“Well, you've been gone a little more than eight years. Surely, you wouldn't expect everything to be exactly how you'd left them.” Having turned away to pour some tea for them both, the girl hadn't noticed the strange look in his eyes at that moment. Humor me a little, Haru-chan.

“Mm, I know,” he muttered, taking the cup from her hands, “So tell me then, when are you due?”

She almost spat her drink right back out, “Where did you get that idea?”

He laughed again, “Call it senpai intuition. Does Kyou-chan know?”

Sighing, knowing that she wouldn't be able to convince him otherwise, Haruhi laid a hand on her stomach. “You'd think he would. But Kyouya's been busy and I only just realized myself a few weeks ago.”

“You should tell him. I'm sure he'd be very happy.” Taking one of her hands in his own, Hunny pressed the back against his lips, “Have courage, Haru-chan.”

And somehow, she realized that that was what she needed to hear.

“Thank you, Hunny-senpai.”


Shutting the door behind him, the blonde sighed before sliding down against it. His cheeks were stained pink, his lips were quivering, and his hands were shaking. An old stuffed bunny leaned against his arm.

Haru-chan couldn't sing, that was a fact. And he adored her for it. He had listened to her eight years ago and would continue to listen to her over and over again. Until she got it right. Until she began singing to the little baby inside of her. Until she would finally tell him to stop.

“Usa-chan,” he sniffed, picking the bunny up, “I did it. Aren't you proud?”

i still carry everything you've lost in me: ナミネ // blankoceansex on February 21st, 2009 04:48 am (UTC)
you know, I have never, ever been a fan of the haniharu pairing, mainly because it's hard to imagine him as anything but the little blond chibi that he is, even if I often age him up in my own fics. but this was lovely, and written so well that it actually made me like and appreciate a pairing I never thought I could (even if it's only this once). absolutely heartbreaking, but oh so brilliant.

thank you for a wonderful read. C:
Kat Sua ★: eiji / carefreestarianprincess on February 21st, 2009 05:38 am (UTC)
Thank you. You have no idea how happy that makes me. :D I really wasn't sure if I should post this or not since it's something I wanted to try in the spur of the moment, and at first it didn't come out quite the way I wanted. But I'm glad I was able to at least inspire one person. Thank you again for taking the time to read and review.
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Kat Sua ★: kid / blushstarianprincess on February 27th, 2009 04:57 am (UTC)
Thanks for taking the time to read and review. :D I wanted this to end on a happier note, I did; but I also wanted Usa-chan to make an appearance and this was the only scene I had in mind at the time. Most would focus on how I used the theme, but I'm glad you called on the use of 'courage'. Hehe. Thanks again.
treeflamingo: ouran: honeytreeflamingo on February 21st, 2009 07:57 am (UTC)
That, my friend, was truly good. It is laden, and heavy, and very nearly excruciating, except that it is also cake, and how could cake possibly be excruciating? You are one of a few authors whom I truly admire for being able to pack Emily-Dickinson-huge amounts of meaning into Emily-Dickinson-tiny amounts of words. Bravo.
Kat Sua ★: kid / blushstarianprincess on February 27th, 2009 05:02 am (UTC)
Oh gosh. Being compared to Emily Dickinson is such a compliment. Thank you so much.