Disclaimer: I Have Disclaimed. xD I Don't Own Ouran High School Host Club Or Anything In It etc

Haruhi settled herself into her favourite chair in the library. She loved this spot, right in the corner of the room, with the back of the chair up agaisnt the wall so no-one could read over her shoulder. She hated that. She got enough of it at school, no matter how much she loved all her friends nothing irritated her more than a nosey person peeking from behind her at what she was reading.

She brought her legs up onto the chair and crossed them, shifting slightly so she was more comfortable. Then she opened a large, old looking book and rested it safley on her lap. It was a list of cases brought to court over the last 15 years. There wasn't alot of detail, just the names of the parties and their lawyer. She knew what she was looking for. She flicked back twelve years. She remembered the name of the party she was looking for clearly. Hidaka The name rolled around her mind. Soon she found the entry.

It was written in a scrawly hand. Long letters spelled out clearly:

"Party A: Makura
Defending Lawyer: Kaguro, Nodo

Party B: Hidaka
Defending Lawyer: Fujioka, Kotoko"

Haruhi looked at her mother's name. This was the last 'big' case she had ever had. Haruhi remembered her parents talking one night, a few weeks before her mother became ill. She read on.

"Case: Arson leading to manslaughter.
Outcome: Jury anonomously agreed with Fujioka's argument. Makura was scentanced to 10 years in prison, and 300 hours comunity service when relaesed. Family of desceased sued Makura for damage to property."

Haruhi smiled to herself. Her mother had managed to got the Hidaka's two wins, for the price of one. The man that killed one of their family members behind bars and money from the Makura's. From what her mother had told her while she lay in hospital, last they knew the Hidaka's were planning to have a big grave put in for their dead family member.

"Makura was scentanced to 10 years in prison"
He'd be out of prison now. He'd be on the streets, maybe still doing his comunity service.

Haruhi slammed the book shut and removed herself from the comfy position. Although it was mainly because she was afraid she'd fall asleep if she stayed there there was the underlying fact that the memories were bringing tears to her eyes.

Placing the book carefully back on the shelf she left the section of the library that contained the records. Most schools wouldn't have access ti this kind of imformation, but then again she was at Ouran.

Leaving the library she walked along the corridor. The school, in daylight was busy and packed with cheerfull, chatty teenagers, but now the odd, hurried kid rushed passed after cramming desperatly for a test. Infront of her a gaggle of first year students tumbled out of the cooking room. They had obviously stayed late for their club.

Haruhi knew that the host club had stayed in after school, and were maybe even still in the third music room but Haruhi had told them she had homework. Then, quite bewildered she had left, expecting Tamaki to whine, the twins to quick-talk her into staying, Kyouya to gaze indifferently over the top of his glasses and Mori to be holding Hani back as he tried desperatly to cling to Haruhi's leg and plead. However none of this had happened. Tamaki, the twins, Hani and Mori had just sat there still talking nodding to let Haruhi know they'd heard her. Kyouya had gazed at her with his 'I-am-the-shadow-king-don't-defy-me' look and said.

"See you tomorrow then. DON'T be late this time!"

Suddenly she felt herself reaching for her key. Snapping out of her trance she realised that her feet had somehow carried her home without her needing to think about it.

The locked clicked and the door swung open. Walking straight to her room she placed her bag down on her desk and pulled at her tie until it dropped loosely to the floor. She then slipped off her jacket and left it strewn on her bed. As she walked to the kitchen she rolled her sleves up and undid the top button of her shirt, all the while thinking of what she would cook for dinner.

But as she got closer to the kitchen she heard a voice.

"Ahhhhh, where are the tomatoes? Tomatoes, tomatoes, toma-" There was a pause "Here we go!"

She opened the door and stood there watching the strange lady in her kitchen.