It was Monday morning as the girls were getting ready for school when they heard the phone ring and Mrs. Sato answered. The girls ignored it and got dressed into their uniforms and brushed their hair. It was a little odd to have a phone call this early but they figured it was most likely social services checking in. They did that every so often but nothing ever happened other than a phone call.

The girls walked down the stairs and saw Mrs. Sato still on the phone.

"But how can this happen? She can't just get custody back. What about what is best for Katsumi-" Mrs. Sato then saw the girls looking at her confused. "I'll call you back in a bit." She then hung up the phone.

"Mrs. Sato who was that?" Katsumi asked. She knew the call was about her. She had a sickening suspicion about what it was but she needed to know for certain what was going on.

"It was your case worker..." Mrs. Sato never lied to the girls and was not going to now, especially in something this serious. "Your mother wants custody of you again...She has been working apparently on this for a while...Her lawyer says she has cleaned up her act and is ready to be a mother again...The case is this afternoon and I will be there to testify on your behalf... Your mother apparently was supposed to tell me about this when she visited but conveniently forgot to mention it..." Mrs. Sato trailed off.

"Don't I have a say in this?!" Katsumi raised her voice worried. She did not want to leave her home. She did not care what the judge said she wanted to stay with Mrs. Sato and the rest of her siblings. She could feel her arms trembling. She had so many emotions running through her being. Anger that her mother was attempting to take her away. Fear that her mother would succeed. Sadness that she may be taken away from the only family she knew...

"Relax Katsumi, I do not see how she would get custody, she hasn't even attempted to contact you until yesterday. Your caseworker is working very hard to fight this and she has never let me down. Go to school, relax, everything will be okay." Mrs. Sato smiled.

Katsumi nodded before walking out of the house with Miya. Miya decided not to talk about what was just said. She could read her sister like a book and knew that she did not want to talk about it right now. The two walked silently to school. In front of the school they saw the host club waiting for them.

"Hey it's Katsu and Miya-chan!" Honey waved and skipped over to where the girls were. He looked up and saw the saddened look on Katsumi's face. "Is something wrong Katsu-chan?"

Katsumi smiled "I'm fine, I will explain everything at lunch, come on we don't want to be late for class." Katsumi put on a stron facade but deep down she was worried. She worried that she would be taken away from her sister and who she considered family. She walked with Miya and the worried hosts into the school before the group separated in separate ways on their way to class.

Through the first half of the day Katsumi had a hard time focusing. All she could think about was the thought of herself having to move. Lunch arrived as Miya walked with her quiet sister to the music room to have lunch with the group.

"Katsu-chan, Miya-chan!" Honey smiled.

"Now what seems to be bothering you Katsumi?" Tamaki looked over as Katsumi and Miya as they sat down at their table with Honey and Mori.

"My mother visited on Saturday..." Katsumi began.

"You birth mother?" Hikaru and Kaoru asked simultaneously.

Katsumi nodded. "And now she is fighting to take me away...She wants custody."

"That can't happen." Miya snapped which seemed to shock the group. Miya was always the quiet one now she was speaking out on her own. "She can't take you away..."

"Miya..." Katsumi got up and hugged her sister. "Nothing is set in stone... Mrs. Sato won't let that happen." Seeing her sister so scared gave Katsumi a new sense of courage. She always looked out for her sister and hated seeing her scared. Miya always comforted her when she was scared and Katsumi wanted to return the favor.

Miya hugged her sister before the two parted.

"Mrs. Sato is probably talking to the judge now..." Katsumi sighed.

"They can't really just giver her custody can they Kyouya-senpai?" Haruhi looked over at Kyouya who was typing away on his laptop before looking up at the group.

"Well if the court sees her as a fit mother than yes. Since Katsumi was never actually adopted the birth mother still can gain rights over her." Kyouya spoke as he returned his gaze to his laptop.

"She wouldn't make you leave Ouran would she?" Honey asked.

"I don't know." Katsumi spoke as she took a bite of her rice ball. "But I will not let her take me out of Ouran Academy...Miya and I worked hard to get here."

"I don't think father would let a precious gem like you slip from this school's grasp." Tamaki smiled brightly. He loved making people happy and wanted to cheer Katsumi up however he could.

Katsumi chuckled. "Thank you Tamaki."

The bell rang signaling the end of lunch period.

"See you tomorrow Miya-chan and Katsu-chan!" Honey waved, his normal bright child like smile on his face as he exited the music room with Mori.

"Come on." Kaoru smiled and gently grabbed Miya's arm.

"We don't want to be late for class!" Hikaru finished his brother's sentence as he grabbed Katsumi's arm.

The girls chuckled as they were practically dragged by the trouble making twins out of the music room and to their classroom. The four had the same class after lunch each day, history.

The four each sat in their seat as the rest of the class filed in and took their seats. An older woman with shoulder length red hair walked in dressed in a blue dress suit and black heels. She was the teacher Mrs. Hanao.

As Mrs. Hanao began her lesson Katsumi noticed a folded piece of paper land on her desk. She made sure the teacher was not looking before she opened it...

Let me know what happens today...

~Hikaru...

Katsumi already had the host club's numbers saved in her phone since Tamaki took the liberty of putting everyone's numbers into her phone as well as Miya's. Katsumi looked over at Hikaru who glanced over before looking back at the teacher, as if nothing had happened...