"Have you seen-"
"Haruhi! You're late! I'll take you!" A girl with a large pink bow exclaims interrupting me and promptly drags me through the huge building, not letting me get a word in edgewise even to that I am not, in fact, Haruhi. When she stops, I'm out of breath, and we're at a room labeled Music Room #3. She opens the door, pushes me in, and squeals, "I found Haruhi! He looked a little lost, so I brought him here! Tootles!" She then turns away and runs off before they can respond.
A tall guy with glasses calmly states with a glare on his glasses preventing a look at his eyes, "I thought you were already here, Haruhi; did you leave when I wasn't paying attention?"
"Uh, no. I'm not Haruhi; however, I am looking for her actually. Do you know where she is?"
His eyes suddenly widen a fraction when suddenly, a head of brown hair pops out from a little alcove, "Keni?" I make eye contact and smile. She runs over to me and tackles me in a hug. I hadn't braced myself, so we fall laughing onto the floor. "What are you doing here?"
"Well... I finished my training, and it was decided that I could come here. I had a small say because I called and asked Ranka where you go." I pull back a bit. "Speaking of, why exactly are you dressed as a boy? Are you trying to be like Ranka?"
Her eyes widen comically, "No, it just" she shrugs hopping up, holding a hand out to help me up, "happened."
"You call your father 'Ranka', why?" the glasses guy states as I finally notice the five other guys watching us.
"Easy, he's not my Dad."
One of the red heads pipes up, "But you're obviously twins, like us."
The other adds in an angry tone, "Yeah, you think Haruhi would have told us about a twin, sheesh."
I shake my head a bit but ignore the second for the first. "Yes, well, he's not the biological father to either of us."
Haruhi continues for me, "We were adopted by two different couples who each couldn't afford more than one child."
"But each couple decided to still let us know each other, thankfully."
I smile at Haruhi and squeeze her hand before we both say together, "It's weird."
I say, "Trust us,"
"We know." After a pause, she asks, "Guys, can I have some time with my brother?" They are all just frozen stock still in shock.
An exuberant blonde guy shrieks wildly, "I have a son too! Yes, my daughter go spend time with your brother! Daddy will clost the club; Daddy will-" He had run up to us to do I don't know what, but I stop him in his tracks by a hand on his shoulder.
"Thanks, Tamaki-senpai." She pulls on my hand. "Let's go!" I nod quickly and follow. After we're a good distance away, "This is so exciting! I'm so glad that you're here!"
