Alrighty, here's the second installment of three chapters for the story. It's still fairly cannon, as it will remain for the most part. Just a heads up, I don't own the ring tone that plays on Kyofu's phone as shown below. It is Sebastian's theme from Kuroshitsuji(Black Butler) and remains under ownership of that anime.

Chapter 4: Forest Exploration Time

Agnus dei (Lamb of God)

Qui dollis peccata mundi (You, who takes away the sins of the world)

Qui sanctus et perfecit (You, who is holy and accomplished)

Miserere nobis (Have mercy on us)

"Who the hell is calling me this early? I was gonna skip to see how the guys were going," I grunt and search for the LG2 phone that rests on my nightstand. When I find it, the second ring is already going through.

….Agnus dei

Qui dollis peccata mundi

Qui sanctus et perfecit

Miserere nobi-

"Hello?" I mutter from my pillow, having only had to double tap the screen for the call to be answered. "Someone better be dying or there better be a fight going on if you're calling me when I should be sleeping". I growl out the last words. Damn my AB blood type.

"Oh good, you're awake," a cool voice answers on the other side of the call. Kyoya, you asshole.

I yawn long and loud, "Yea yea Businessman. What do you need?"

"Come to your front door," he tells me.

"What? Why the hell would I do that?" My words are a low growl despite the fact that they're still muffled.

"So that you may let me in, that's why," Kyoya responds perfectly calm, "I won't be leaving until you do".

God damn it. "Fine fine, Kyoya. God, if anyone I was expecting Tamaki. But you? Why you?"

"Tamaki gave me the job of finding where you live and making sure you come with us on our little trip," he answers. "As well as attaining your phone number".

I grunt and push the covers off of my large frame, "Fine. Whatever. I'll be there in a minute," I tell him and then hang up without so much as checking if he got what I said. My joints pop as I don't even bother to put on a robe or anything to go answer the door. I lean back, hands on my lower back, and let out a sigh of pleasure from the feeling of the vertebrae shifting into proper position. Through the hall and down the stairs I go before opening the door after unlocking it. I open the door to find a rather casually dressed Kyoya. However that doesn't mean that his clothing isn't designer brand. "Alright. Now what do you want?"

"I suggest you go and get dressed," Kyoya states, adjusting his glasses, "The Host Club is taking a break from school and hosting and resting at one of my family's resorts. Oh, and bring a bathing suit".

I blanch. They're skipping too? I thought they were good students? At least I have a reason, they're just being lazy. I sigh before leaving the door open for Kyoya to walk through, which he does while closing it behind him. This better help me out, I swear. I've been sleeping restlessly for a week now. Not the 'rolling all over the place because you can't sleep' kind of restless. But instead the, 'laying in one spot and staying constantly between actual sleep and awakeness' kind of sleep. It's not normal, for me to lay still when sleeping. I'm one of those people who gets the most sleep when their limbs are flailing at least five times an hour. And the best sleep is when I wake up and my blankets are tangled around me. "This'd better be worth it," I grumble to him as I head up the stairs, "Wait here in the living room. I'll be down in fifteen".

"Very well," is the only response I get.

I sigh and as soon as I'm back in my room, I strip my lower body free of the black plaid pajama pants before heading for the bathroom. As though it's a morning ritual, I look myself over in the mirror, my hand absently trailing down the semi-dark scar that runs diagonally over my torso. Then I head for the shower. The water is nothing but hot, scalding to most people, and relaxing. I sigh as the searing water hits my back and legs, my hand keeping me up right as I use a single hand to lean against the wall. After a moment's wait, I start washing myself up, the body wash I use smells like musk and vanilla with a hint of jasmine. Once out of the shower, I step out and towel dry my frame, and wrap the towel around my waist. Off to the closet I go. Casual clothing and a swimsuit huh? I pull out a cotton red short sleeved button up and a pair of black shorts to go with a pair black sneakers. The shirt is left open, and nothing else. After dressing and running a brush quickly through my hair, I grab a pair of swimming shorts that are of a black and gold combination, the gold being simple a line over the outs seam of the shorts. Then I head downstairs to find Kyoya staring at the only four pictures of my family I have. "Hey," he looks to me, "All set to go," I tell him.

"Very good. Shall we then? I'm afraid I didn't know when you'd pick up your phone and figured I'd be here for a while; we'll have to take your car".

I scoff as I lead the way out of my house, locking it behind me and twirling the keys on my finger as we walk towards the medium sized garage. "I don't have a car," I tell him, "Well, I do, but that's only used when I go to meetings with allies," or enemies. "All I drive is a bike".

"A bike...? As in a motorcycle?" Kyoya confirms.

I look to him and meet his gray-brown eyes, "You got that right. Her name is Shinigami". I press a button on the key to Shinigami, and the garage door opens without a second command. "Hope you don't mind going fast".

"So long as you don't get us killed nor caught if you'll be speeding, I will be fine," Kyoya tells me with a low sigh.

I smirk and nod before leading the way to the black Kawasaki motorcycle, taking my shorts and putting them in one of the 'saddle bags' on the back. I grab two helmets from another bag and toss one to Kyoya before putting one on myself and then getting on the bike. I look to him as he stands there with the helmet in his hands, "You coming?"

Kyoya is silent before looking to me and sighing, "Yes, I'm coming". On the helmet goes and behind me he slides. "Where exactly do I hold onto you?"

I raise a brow behind my helmet's mask as his voice rings through the speakers in it thanks to the speaker in his. He really is uncultured with this thing, ain't he? Some people feel safest holding onto the driver around the waist; others on the shoulders. I suggest you hold onto my waist though seeing as I'm so big". Most people do. Kyoya is silent for a moment before I feel slender but not lacking in the muscle department arms wrap around my waist, a chest pressing into my back. Huh. Who knew that Ootori Kyoya actually had muscle on him and not just a slim build? I roll the bike backwards out of the garage, and then turn us so that I'll be able to shoot out of the drive way. With a rev of the engine, I lift one foot, get us moving and then lift the other with just as much ease. I grin behind my helmet as Kyoya's hold on my frame tightens, "So where we going?"

"I'll give you directions as we go. Take a right here," Kyoya tells me simply by the time we're at the end of the road. This whole direction giving nonsense continues until we come upon a rather large dome as we settle down in the parking lot, me putting Shinigami between two limos. The rest of the lot is empty. Kyoya is the first to get off, and he takes off his helmet as well with a sigh. His dark eyes meet mine and he tells me, "You are an insane driver...But skilled. Thank you for not killing us multiple times over".

I grin, bearing fangs casually, "Not a problem". I take off my helmet and grab my swimming shorts as Kyoya leads the way to the dome. Once inside, my eyes widen and I look around. It's got a rainforest kind of setting, with tall trees and exotic birds flying this way and that every now and then. Settled to the left of me is a grouping of reclining beach chairs and tables under umbrellas. To the right is a gathering of stalls which I can only assume are either bathrooms or changing rooms. I find out it's the latter as Kyoya tells me to go change and directs me to those stalls. Directly in front of the chairs and the table is a waterfall kind of river-wave pool thing going along. The water fall falls over a cave and leads into a wide pool where one can swim and have fun as they please. The length of the pool, towards the end becomes thinner until it leads to an actual running river sort of thing. I assume this place is based off of the Amazon rainforest or something like that. It takes me not time at all to settle into my black and gold trunks, the red shirt and black shorts and sneakers gotten rid of and placed to the side in the stall so they're out of the way for the next person. Kyoya seems to have changed as well. I look around and purse my lips, "Where are the others?"

"Getting Haruhi," Kyoya states. "Mori-senpai and Honey-senpai are in the water already". I look towards the water and shrug. So they are.

"Kyofu-chan! Kyofu-chan!" Honey calls from the water, "Come play with us!"

I chuckle at the senior's enthusiasm, "Give me a few moments!"

"Okay!~"

"You're not going right in?" Kyoya inquires.

My expression turns from one that is playful to one that is bland as I answer, "I wouldn't have to do this now if someone hadn't interrupted my sleep. I never got to do my morning work out session; I refuse to miss a single day, too".

Kyoya looks at me as he takes a sip of his melon juice- when the hell did he get that? "'Morning work out session'? What is that may I ask?"

"Just what it sounds like," I answer simply, "Push ups, curl ups, crunches, reverse crunches, clapping push ups, one handed push ups, hand stand ups, hanging crunches, burpies, high knees, mountain climbers, lunges, pull ups, reverse pull ups, twisting pull ups. I do all those every morning to make sure my body is in top shape. Kyoya, do you know what happens to a Yakuza boss when they become lazy?"

Kyoya shakes his head, "I'm afraid I don't".

"Multiple things could happen. First of all they get fat, and their muscles get flabby. They become weaker, and lose motivation to actually try and lose that weight again. But worst of all, their family members start to hate them. And if that happens, a revolt is bound to happen. Then the boss gets killed. I'm not dying any time soon, I'll tell you that much". I explain to him before casually falling into the first thing I have to do. Push ups.

"In order to do all that you listed...," Kyoya begins as he looks down at me, "What time do you get up at?"

I purse my lips in thought as I continue my work out, "School starts at 8 o' clock. I get up at about...5:30 in the morning to work out, shower and then eat. I cook my own meals so that takes about half an hour to prepare, make, and clean up. I take a fifteen minute shower, so that's forty five minutes gone. And it takes me about twenty to get to school, that's an hour and five minutes. I only get maybe an hour and twenty five minutes to make sure I'm in top shape". By the time I'm done talking, I've moved onto crunches.

"You do all that just to stay in shape?" My attention is brought to Haruhi, whom has appeared out of no where- meaning that the twins and Tamaki are here too. "That's insane!"

"No Haruhi, it's called taking care of my body. I only have one you know," I smirk to her as I push myself into reverse crunches. "Hey...You wanna do me a favor?" I stop my nonsense and roll onto my stomach, hands at shoulder width. I wanna try something. She tilts her head, "Sit on my back".

"What?"

"You heard me. Sit on my back. Come on, it'll be fun," I smirk to her, "I wanna see if I can do push ups with a person on my back".

"I don't know. I might be too heavy," she shakes her head, "And it might be dangerous".

"Not dangerous at all. You won't be falling far at all either. All You gotta do is sit on my back, where my shoulder are is more like it, and get your feet off the ground and hold on. That's it," I assure her. She sighs and doesn't comply at all, making me sigh. "Maybe I can get one of the girls to do it tomorrow or something. That'd be interesting, eh?" My frame spins around one more time so that I'm back to doing crunches. As I do this, I listen to the conversation that goes on between the others. Something about a blow up pool being called a blow up raft by Tamaki and the twins. I sigh as finally I finish my work out, and let my body drop from the tree branch I was using for pull ups and such. I blink dumbly as the twins have a water gun fight. Dumbasses.

"Kyofu-chan! Are you done now?~" I hear Honey call out from the water. Looks like he's swimming in the I-can-do-it-by-myself way.

I grin and stretch my frame, before making my way towards the water, "I'm good to go," I call. That said, I make my way to the water and jump in swimming under the surface as I dive. With eyes open under the water, I see that it's actually a lot deeper than it looks, being well over eleven feet deep. Holy shit. I look up, and see Honey's kicking feet as he swims against the current on his own. I grin, and let the current sweep me a bit away. And then I swim back towards Honey, and up towards the surface. As soon as I think I'm close enough, I launch myself out of the water in a way that would make a water polo player proud. "Raaaaahh!" I surface with a yell, causing Honey to look my way and yelp. My frame crashes with his larger one, and we go under again. I know that I spooked him, so I make sure to surface quickly so he doesn't swallow too much water. As I do surface, I hold the brat sized senior on my shoulder as he sits there.

"Kyofu-chan that was mean!" He tells me as he harmlessly bats my head with tiny fits. "You could of drowned me!"

I chuckle to him, "I'd never do that," I tell him with a grin his way. When I get no answer, I look from the trees I was casually inspecting to his face. His eyes stare at something, and a rather large shadow falls over us. What's that roaring sound? I follow the line his eyes are in, and my jaw drops. "You've gotta be shitting me". I pull Honey off my shoulder and hold him to my frame, turning us around so that my back takes the brunt of the hit instead of our faces and torsos. I just barely get a gasp of air into my lungs before being forced under with Honey in my hold. I barely catch the call of our names as we go under. My eyes widen as my right side collides with the ground harshly, hitting the blade wound that's there. Damn it! That was almost done healing you asshole river! I'm pretty sure I'm bleeding now. Great. I know I'm bleeding, but thankfully it's not a lot- a small scrape if nothing else. It's just that the skin over the almost fully healed wound is still tender. The torrent of the water is fast and unforgiving, pushing our frames further and further along the river that we've now entered. If my lungs are burning for air, Honey's must be practically dead. I push and I push, taking the smaller frame with me as I head for where I think the surface is; it's kind of dark so I can't see. However, after what seems like forever, we do break the surface, and I take in a long gasp and then hack as we continue down. I hear smaller gasp and other hacking, and look down to Honey that's firmly in my grasp still. "You okay?"

He continues to cough some more, but nods all the same. "A-are you okay?" He looks over his shoulder to me, and pushes against my hold to show that he wants to be let go.

I listen to his silent command and release him, "I'll survive. The wound from a few days ago is a bit tender since it's not quite fully healed, but it's nothing big. Let's get to a bank and then figure out to do from there". I get a nod from the boy, and we fight the still raging torrent that dare take us down the river. Once on the bank, I sigh, and look down the river the way we came. "I guess we should get going huh?"

"I guess so," Honey nods out, and we begin our way into the forest, walking at a steady pace as we go. It's silent for a good forty five mines; I've never heard Honey be so quiet before. Granted, I haven't been part of the club for that long, but that's besides the point. "Hey," I look to the little man, "You're pretty quiet. You okay?"

Honey's light brown orbs look up to me and he purses his lips, "...I'm just worried about Takeshi is all".

"You're worried about him when he's not the one who got swept away by a raging river? Honey, the guy can handle himself, you know". What's there to worry about.

"Well...I'm not worried about him getting hurt," Honey states, "Takeshi, whether you realize it or not, tends to get distressed when I'm away from him for too long. Back in the feudal times, my family and his were tied together by less than marriage. The Morinozukas were servants, guardians, of the Haninozukas, loyal like any dog. But a marriage between the two joined our families together. Takeshi is my younger cousin, and even though his family isn't full of servants any more, he acts like my guardian. Not only that, but without me, he tends to withdraw into himself; become distant".

I blink down at the boy as he keeps his gaze forward. Mori? Distant and withdrawn? I honestly would have never guessed. Sure he's quiet and what not but at least he's still social. I can't see him not being at least a little bit talkative as he is now. Then again...I've only known him for about a week tops. I say nothing, and we're silent again for the time being. However I have a question on my mind that should be answered. "So...There's only one Haninozuka family in Japan, right?" I get a nod and find myself grinning. "And there's only one Mitsukuni?" Another nod. "...We should spar some time," I tell him.

"Huh? Why?" He looks to me innocently.

"I was trained by my father to take down guys like you and himself. Guys who are immensely strong even for being of a young age. I've finished my training not long before my father died...But I want to make sure that his words of my training being finished are true".

"Alright then," Honey agrees. "We'll spar some time". And we falls silent.

That is until we hear the sound of an unknown voice, "Targets acquired. Small boy with a rather tall man. Aim to warn not harm".

"That doesn't sound good," I state, and blink as Honey suddenly takes off, jumping his way into a tree and along the branches.

I in the mean time break out into a full out run, letting my long legs do the work. I arrive seconds after Honey, and watch as he flips one man over his shoulder as though he were nothing. I grin. It'll be a fun spar, when we do so for real. As Honey is taking down the right side of the circle, I make my entrance by kicking one of the guys in the back, sending him into Honey's waiting stance as he easily kicks him another way. I spin and send a back fist into someone's unprotected throat, not wanting to break his face nor hurt my knuckles from the glass of the mask. Other men come at me, and I duck low before spinning onto my hands and kicking around me at an impressive speed- if I say so myself, which I do- whilst on my hands. I push off my hands and find that we're done.

"Honey-senpai? Kyofu?" We hear a female voice speak up out of surprise.

I grin as Honey heads over to Mori, tending to him as he pleases, "Yo"

"I...I know you're a Yakuza boss but I didn't know that you could do all that," she tells me.

I walk to stand in front of her, then lean down to meet her gaze offering a fang filled grin. "Let's just say this. If you're a Yakuza leader of a rather well known family- such as my own- then you're like a prodigy who has mastered multiple fighting styles. I'm not a prodigy, I just spent practically every day of my life training for hours on end. But still, I'm serious. Try seeing a fight between bosses, now that's a sight to see," unless you're ones of the bosses fighting. Then it's just about survival. It's then that we decide to call it a day, and make our way back to where the limos and Shinigami await us. As I put on my helmet and mount her, I feel a pair of eyes on my frame.

"You drive?" Tamaki questions. "Isn't that dangerous?"

I smirk from under my helmet's mask, "Ask Kyoya," I chuckle out before reving Shinigami's engine. I pick up a foot and rev the engine one more time, "So the beach next time right? I'm down for it. But I gotta get going you guys; I'll see ya later". I pick up the other foot as Shinigami gets going, and just because I like to show off, I let the bike pick up into a wheely as I go out of the parking lot, and then make my way home.