This is a request by lillian9017

Part 2 to Finally Together
It's in the future and the reader is now the royal advisor to Haruhi and Tamaki who are now getting married while she and Kyoya had gotten married a few years prior and had a child. Also the marriage is where Haruhi is crowned Queen

Enjoy ^-^
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Your POV

Unable to stop the smile stretching across my lips, I adjust the wedding dress/coronation dress hugging my younger sisters rather masculine form. The girl staring shyly at the many mirrors surrounding her beautiful presence while I fuss over the final touches of her dress. Excitement flooding through my veins as I make sure that the fabric of the dress wasn't folding over or creased unless I wanted to dampen the image of the royal family (which would never happen).

Today; after so much careful planning, preparation and consideration, Haruhi would finally get married and be crowned the new Queen of our country. It had been a very longly anticipated day but it finally arrived! Everyone was almost buzzing in their seats for the wedding!

Made by the finest seamstresses in the world; Haruhi's dress had probably been the most expensive one ever made in all of Japan (and maybe even in all the world). It wasn't your traditional wedding dress, like everyone was expecting. However, it still had its flourishes. A fond smile plays on my lips as I take a step back to fully admire the true beauty of my little sister.

The future queen...

My heart bursts for joy as she looks toward me with the happiest smile ever. Her chocolate brown eyes shimmering with nothing but excitement and happiness. The girl marvelling at the expensive dress adorning her features with small tears in her eyes.

The dress wasn't something to mess with. It had a beautiful jewel encrusted bodice with cream silk underneath to make it more comfortable. Her skirt was magnificent. A big plume of silk, velvet and lace stretching across the skirt of the dress. Everything had extreme amount of detail, everything down to the hem of the dress.

Not taking credit for it or anything but I was the one who designed it and I couldn't be more prouder of myself for coming up with this magnificent dress!

Sitting on the chaise lounges of the room, sniffling into handkerchief and trying to keep their makeup intact for the ceremony, sat our parents (who were happier than ever at Haruhi finally getting married), Honey and Mori (from the Host Club my sister took part in) and Ranka (Haruhi's carer). Each and every one of them (expect Mori) trying to keep their composure and not burst into blubbering idiots at the sight of Haruhi in her dress.

Even though Ranka wasn't biologically Haruhi's father, he still played a huge part in her life. So, without a moment of hesitation in my part, he became another inhabitant of the palace. He raised Haruhi into the woman she was today, there was no way that I wouldn't allow him to still be a part in her life. I mean, Haruhi always calls him dad regardless anyway.

Taking a deep breath, I send my sister a reassuring smile as she looks toward me. The girl herself set to burst into tears despite how usually emotionally detached she can be to certain situations. Her soft chocolate eyes welling up as I walk toward her and pull her into a tight hug, rubbing back as she kisses my cheek gently.

"Thank you so much..." she says softly, holding me as tightly as she could before clearing her throat and pulling away, "None of this would have happened if it weren't for you..."

"I'm your big sister, honey," I hum, kissing her forehead and pulling away from the hug too with a soft smile, "You're always going to be my priority, even if I'm married and I'm a mom,"

"It's just... are you sure I can do this?" Haruhi asks nervously, her voice almost going as quiet as a whisper as I look toward her gently and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, "I — I don't even know if I'm qualified for this... you're so much more experienced... why can't you be queen?"

"Because Kyoya and I didn't want to live a life as luxurious as this... he doesn't want to be a royal, he's happy being a successful doctor," I explain softly, smiling at the mention of my dear husband whom I love very much and worships the ground I walk on, "You and Tamaki will be great rulers, trust me, you're amazing at making decisions and you're a rational thinker. You got this,"

Nodding gently, Haruhi sends me a reassuring smile before allowing me to secure the veil into her hair. Her eyes shimmering with joy as I make sure the silk of the veil is positioned perfectly before clearing my throat and nodding toward her. She looked ethereal. Like she belonged in that dress. After making sure she was ready, I press a soft kiss to her cheek before adjusting my own bridesmaid dress and heading out the room.

Bride down. Only the groom to go.

Striding down the hallways, full of bustling maids and servants alike making sure everything is running smoothly (lest they want to face my wrath), I smile to myself. It had been a while since I had been this happy... not counting my own wedding day, the day I fell pregnant with my son and the birth of my son. My sister was finally getting married! It almost felt surreal to think that over six years ago she was still missing...

As I get to my soon - to - be brother - in - law's room, I gently knock on the door before opening it up and walking in. A giggle leaving my lips as my son charges toward me with open arms. Catching him happily, I pull him close and pepper his chubby cheeks with kisses as he giggles and snuggles into my warmth. The little boy clad in a crisp suit matching his father (however Kyoya had a blue rose compared to my sons red rose in his breast pocket).

My son, Hiko Ootori, was the spitting image of his father. He had short, velvet black hair on his head but he had my shimmering (e/c) eyes, with freckles covering his nose and cheeks. He was only two years old but he could talk for Japan and he was so affectionate and cuddly that even Kyoya couldn't say no to him.

He's our little angel!

Speaking of the devil, my eyes meet my husbands and we share a soft kiss. A hum leaving my lips as I smirk playfully toward my husband who squeezes my hips gently. Kyoya already looked exasperated. Which wasn't always a good sign. Tamaki, known to all, had always been a handful. Today wouldn't be any different.

"You're gorgeous, as always, my love," Kyoya hums, kissing my forehead as he peppers Hiko with kisses, "Hows everything? Haruhi ready for today? I hope she's not having meltdowns like blondie over there,"

"She's anxious but she's hiding it very well," I reply, setting Hiko down onto the floor and kissing his forehead before following Kyoya toward Tamaki, my brows arching at the sight of the blonde before mumbling to myself, "You have got to be kidding me..."

Having a mini meltdown, Tamaki stood in front of the mirrors babbling and rambling on and on and on to Hikaru and Kaoru who seem quite amused at the males anxious demeanour. Cursing under my breath, I crack my knuckles and walk toward the panicking blonde, his eyes widening gently as I come into his vision. The male biting his lip and looking down as I stand opposite him and grab his tie to neaten it up. The male clearing his throat with a whine as I grab a handkerchief to wipe his eyes. Tears staining his cheeks gently.

Despite wanting to grab his shoulders and shake him about, screaming at him to calm down, I knew that if I blew this out of proportion all my planning would go to waste. And there's no way I'm planning this shit again! I've never been more stressed in all my life!

Taking a deep breath, I pull Tamaki off the little podium and rub the backs of his hands as he takes deep breaths. The male trying to calm himself down as I try to soothe the blonde. His blue eyes shimmering with worry as he calms down and looks toward me. The male already worried about my reaction to him.

"What's going on Tamaki?" I ask with my hands on my hips, watching him squirm in front of me with a small sigh, "You've been dreaming of this day ever since you met Haruhi, why are you freaking out all of a sudden?"

"I — I just don't want to mess it up," He stammers nervously, rubbing the back of his neck as he looks toward Kaoru, Kyoya and Hikaru with a sheepish smile, "She means the world to me and —"

"Then dry your eyes and saddle up," I hum, flicking his forehead making him squeak and hold his forehead with a small whine, "Haruhi is my little sister and she deserves the world! I am not having you make her upset by bailing on her! Take a deep breath, wipe your eyes and put your big boy panties on or so help me, Tamaki Suoh, I will murder you!"

"Mommy! She's saying bad words again!" Tamaki whines, looking toward Kyoya for help who shakes his head and shakes him off, the blonde puffs his cheeks out in annoyance and sniffles, "You're so mean to me, (Y/n) - chan... how are you royalty? You're so vulgar..."

Rolling my eyes, I watch as Tamaki mops himself up and clears his throat. The male standing back on the podium to allow me to finish the final touches of his suit. After securing the rose into his breast pocket and adding the crown pin that my father had gifted him, I send him a reassuring smile and clear my throat.

"There we go, all ready," I hum, pulling away from him and looking toward Kyoya who hugs me from behind and kisses my cheek gently with a small chuckle, "Now, get into your places, I need to grab Haruhi,"

Bubbling away in excitement, sharing a quick kiss with my husband, I race back toward Haruhi. A giggle leaving my lips as I notice my son chasing after me with a bright smile. The little boy huffing gently as he toddles after me before sighing in relief as I scoop him up into my arms and carry him with me.

As I open the door, I send them all a thumbs up and beckon them out the room. My parents excitedly bounce out the room with big smiles on their lips as they walk down the hallway toward the garden where the marriage and the coronation would take place. Mori and Honey following them through while Ranka hangs back (him being the one to walk Haruhi down the aisle after everything he's done for us).

Smiling happily, Haruhi coos toward her nephew and kisses his cheek making Hiko giggle and smile happily toward his auntie. His baby teeth gleaming in the light as we all walk toward the garden, stopping before the double doors to prevent Tamaki from seeing Haruhi and cursing this wedding with bad luck.

"I'm so happy for you sweetie," Ranka coos, kissing her temple as Haruhi takes a small breath and smiles gently, "Who knew my darling daughter would be the future queen?!"

"You ready?" I ask, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and sending her a reassuring smile as she nods with a happy smile, giggling as Hiko blows her a kiss, "You're going to be amazing, Haruhi... you deserve the world, honey,"

As the music starts up, I open up the doors for Hiko and I to walk through. Opening the door, my eyes look around the final product. A smile stretches across my face at the decorations. It was perfect. The arches were decorated with beautiful lilies, roses and bluebells to create a gorgeous arch. The pews lined up on the plush green lawn had while silk ribbons on each side and at the back. The altar was decorated beautifully and the cake was stood underneath a marquee alongside the buffet that I had made myself.

All that stressing was worth it!

A giggle leaves my lips as I lean into my husbands arm and walk down the aisle to the music. Kyoya's arm wrapped around my waist, leading me through as we walk down the long white carpet before separating off to different parts. Kyoya being on Tamaki's side and Hiko and I moving to Haruhi's side.

Once we're all stood in our spots and Hiko sits beside Kaoru with a bright giggle, the wooden oak double doors are pulled open by guards to reveal my sister. My heart bursting with happiness as I look toward her, smiling as she begins her journey down the aisle with Ranka by her side. Everyone pushing themselves to their feet to admire the bride, watching her as she walks past everyone with a happy smile. The girl biting back tears as she looks toward her future husband who's close to breaking down into happy tears.

After kissing her fathers cheek, Haruhi stands at the alter alongside Tamaki with a big smile. The pair of them holding their hands as they stare into each other's eyes while everyone takes a seat and watches the pair of them as the minister clears his throat to begin the ceremony. Haruhi hands me her bouquet of flowers and let's Tamaki pulls the veil over.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the marriage between Tamaki Suoh and Princess Haruhi Fujioka," The Minister begins, smiling toward the happy couple who smile back and giggle between each other, "I'd like to begin with the vows, Princess Haruhi, if you may,"

Clearing her throat, Haruhi takes the piece of paper from me with her wedding vows written on there. The girl smiling gently toward me as I send her a curt thumbs up before giggling as she sticks her tongue out toward me.

"Tamaki, meeting you for the first time wasn't under the best circumstances and... you thought I was a boy upon first inspection," Haruhi begins, biting back a laugh as Tamaki goes bright red and covers his face in embarrassment, "You were annoying, clingy and overall weird... but despite that, I know better. You may be clingy but you're also adorable, sweet and funny. Being your wife is something that I'll cherish forever and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you so much, my king,"

"You're so adorable!" Tamaki whines, wiping his eyes with a small sob making Haruhi giggle and look toward me as I playfully roll my eyes and stick my tongue out, "God, I'm going to die from how cute you are, my sweet!"

"Just say your damn vows," Haruhi hums, rolling her eyes at how dramatic her husband was being, "You're such a drama queen,"

Pouting toward his future wife, Tamaki turns to Kyoya who slips him his own piece of paper before clearing his throat and taking a deep breath. His blue eyes staring toward his girl before smiling to himself and grinning.

"Haruhi! My dear, precious Haruhi!" Tamaki begins, a snort leaving my lips as my sister cringes at Tamaki's vows, "You are the most beautiful, most amazing, most magnificent woman in all the world! I love you to the moon and back and some more! You being my wife is a dream come true! I love you! I love you! I can't wait for our future! You're my beautiful, marvellous and amazing queen!"

"So that's what eternity feels like..." Haruhi mumbles making me snort to myself as the minister clears his throat to begin again.

"Do we have the rings?" The minister asks and smiles as Hiko hops to his feet and hands the rings to Haruhi and Tamaki who thank him gently before he toddles back to his seat with a little giggle, "Now, do you, Tamaki Suoh, take this woman's hand in marriage in love, sickness and in health. Til death do you part?"

"I do,"

"And do you, Princess Haruhi Fujioka, take this mans hand in marriage in love, sickness and in health til death do you part?" The minister asks looking toward Haruhi as she slides the ring onto Tamaki's finger.

"I do,"

"By the power invested in me, you are now pronounced husband and wife," The minister announces with a smile before looking to Haruhi, "And you are now dubbed Queen and King, your highnesses. You may kiss the bride,"

As Tamaki and Haruhi share a kiss, everyone pushes to their feet and cheers, clapping for the happy couple and our monarchs. Hiko giggles happily and bounds toward Kyoya who pulls him into his arms and kisses his cheek gently, the little boy them kissing his aunts cheek with a big grin. I pull Haruhi in for a big hug, kissing her cheek as she squeezes me back and rocks us to and fro.

"Happy?"...

"More than happy,"...