Chapter two is up early!

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"Haru I can't believe you would do that for me! You could've gotten arrested for that, you know!" Tsunayoshi worriedly said as he looked at Haru who kept a calm and cheery air to herself. From what he saw, she was completely unfazed as to what happened…or what could have happened to her if she had kept her act on any longer.

"Hey! If you got another group of people to miss their flights, you would've been sacked from your job!" Haru playfully punched Tsuna on the shoulder, "I did you a favor!"

Tsuna sighed. She was right, but he was worried about her. Haru was always one to live on the wild side of things; she was always getting herself into trouble and doing the most unbelievable things just to make a living for her and her father. She did take after her dad who would impulsively gamble money in hopes to win a great fortune for himself and his daughter, but that got them into even a bigger debt then before. Her dad, however, was unrelenting, he would continue to gamble even as loan sharks would be after them.

"You're just like your father." Tsuna said, reading her mind.

"You tell me that all the time." Haru sighed, then exclaimed, "Now keep your eyes on the road!"

"…S-sorry." He said, keeping his hands on the bus wheel as he looked ahead, "But please don't do such things for me again…please?!"

Haru slightly rolled her eyes. Her friend was always so protective of her. They did know each other since they were barely teenagers so they developed a tight-knit brother and sister type of friendship.

"Fine, fine. I won't." Haru said; then turned on the radio of the bus, "…ooh I love this song! …We don't need no tools to make you feel higher…"

"….Subete kono naked body, kara fly out!" She continued to sing while dancing to the rhythm of the song playing from the radio station, "We don't need no spotlight cause we got the fire!"

Tsuna shook his head as his older friend kept singing. How she kept such a carefree attitude after her shenanigans seriously baffled him.

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The very same man that had the displeasure of Haru clinging onto his airport seat walked towards a front hospital desk. He had a straight and stern face; he wanted to get to whatever destination he had to get to quick. He had He showed his I.D towards the people behind the desk; the quickly nodded, immediately knowing who he was before escorting him to another room.

The hospital desk workers politely bowed to him before gesturing him inside the room. The man entered the room. Inside the room was an elderly man being connected to various feeding tubes; a ventilator sat next to his hospital stretcher. Two other people immediately greeted the young man when they saw him.

"…Hibari, you're a little late than expected. You're usually early." One of them said, a small smile on their face. It was woman who looked to be in her late 40's.

"Someone held up our flight." The man named Hibari said, a twinge of annoyance in his voice, then immediately changed the subject, "…How is he doing?"

"He's been the same since you left for your business trip to Kyushu island." The other person said; it was a man, slightly older than the woman, "He's really ailing to find your cousin."

Hibari looked down at his bedridden grandfather as he looked to be in a deep sleep. His grandfather was the founder of the infamous Cloud Hotel; when he became sick, the chairman position immediately got passed down to Hibari. It was a lot of responsibility for the young man, but he had to do take charge since his father or mother weren't there for him.

Now his grandfather was incredibly ill, so ill that everyone was convinced he was slowly going to fall to his death. Hibari couldn't believe that all of these events had to unfold on their family. First his parents, now his grandfather.

His last wish was to find Hibari's cousin; the only cousin left alive on his mother's side. Hibari wanted that to happen so bad, so that his grandfather could finally have closure before he passed.

"Kukasabe has found files about grandfather's nephew; they may be able to connect that to his daughter." Hibari finally said, eyes still on his sleeping grandfather.

"Oh my goodness!" The woman said, her voice barely above a whisper, "…T-that's such good news…do you think you'll be able to contact him?"

"It's going to be harder than it looks, Akira." The man replied to the woman. Akira looked down in dismay; he was right. They had never met the man before; it would probably be really hard to convince him for information even if he knew of their high status.

"I know that." Akira quietly said; she walked over to bedridden elder. She comfortably placed her hand on the grandfather's shoulder, "We'll find her soon. I promise."

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"WHAT?! ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!" Haru screeched, causing a few pigeons close to them fly away in fear of her naturally boisterous voice. She heard no response from the man in front of her; she angrily stomped her feet, "…DAD!"

"I thought I would win this time! Number there almost made to it the finish line, but he tripped! He tripped! About two feet before he could make it!" Haru's father replied.

"I knew you were going to do something as reckless as this!" She cried, "We just took out another loan too! We're going to go to jail if you keep this up!"

"…How much of the money did you bet?" Haru crossed her arms. Her father's eyes widened; the short slightly stocky man immediately placed a sheet of paper he was holding behind his back. Haru raised her eyebrows, trying to peer behind his father.

Her father tried hiding the back of himself as Haru tried to find what he was hiding exactly, "What do you have back there?"

"…N-nothing, I swear!" He nervously said. Haru rolled her eyes; her dad was the worst liar. She quickly dived behind him and snatched the paper. Her father gave her a sheepish grin as he nervously shrugged while Haru read it. Her brown eyes became bigger, in shock when she saw how much money was on the receipt.

In a matter of seconds, her father made a run for it.

"Dad!" Haru angrily yelled, flailing her arms before chasing him.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He cried.

People nearby the streets looked at them as if they were two mad people. A man yelling for his life while a young woman was screaming as she chased him. When her dad wasn't looking ahead, he landed face down on a pile of cartons.

"Dad…!" Haru worriedly cried, running up to him.

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Haru sat down on the edge of a hill as she snapped open a straw before digging it into a miniature milk carton. She immediately drank all of the milk in a matter of seconds; she didn't realize how hungry she was until now. Her father was doing the same beside her.

She looked up at the sky which was nearly dark. They were going to have to find somewhere to sleep tonight since Tsunayoshi's family were coming over to sleep in his very small apartment.

"I'm so sorry Haru."

Haru threw her finished milk carton ahead of them before looking at him.

"…I'll forgive you once I get a job that can take care of the both of us!" Haru exclaimed, "…and once you stop gambling."

"I'm supposed to be the one doing that. I promised I would get ourselves a lot of money…so we could live a good life." Her father replied; he hesitated before continuing, "…I know!"

Haru raised her eyebrows.

"We can build a house from scratch and land around it!" He stood up, "We'll call it Miura's land!"

He picked up a heavy rock beside him and threw it inside the cove of the hill. Haru couldn't help but to grin; her dad had the same 'generally' easygoing attitude as she did. Haru stood up as well and picked up another rock and threw it into the same spot.

"This is our land!" Haru yelled, getting a kick out of this.

"Our land!" Her father chorused, picking up another rock. Haru let out a loud cheer as she raised her arms up.

They continued to throw more rocks they could find into the cove as they yelled and cheered in excitement. It was strange considering how upset they were a couple hours ago, it was a strange and foreign concept to anyone. However, Haru and her father had been on their own forever. Through thick and thin, they only had each other, they had to stick together.