"Everyone, keep your fucking hands up, keep it up!" yelled one of the two men that had rudely entered the funeral and greatly disrupted the peace. Everyone turned around in shock and fear. They had no clue what was going on.
"How many times did I have to tell you that you were not going to say that line?" The brunette man next to him said.
"What are they doing?" Kimiko whispered to Renge, "Are they actually trying to rob a funeral?"
"Those guys seem familiar…" Renge tapped her chin. She remembered and whispered back, "I remember them! I remembered trying to cast them as yakuza members in a Host Club film."
"…what?" Kimiko asked, getting a little confused.
"Nothing," Renge said, paying back attention to the scene.
"Okay, now someone tell us where the fuck Tetsuya is!" The brown-haired gangster shouted.
"Or we'll have to use force," threatened the blond one. As soon as he said that, many men started to enter the room in an intimidating manner. Some of the women clutched the men next to them in fear.
"You're looking for Tetsuya?" Honey said, walking out of the crowd and placing himself before the two. "We haven't seen him since Kasanoda's funeral."
"Save your crap, pipsqueak," The brunette gangster said. "We know he's here."
Honey repeated as a particular scary light shined in his eyes, "Pipsqueak?"
"Oo, shit got real," Hikaru murmured.
"Mori, go over there before things get too violent," Reiko said, walking up from behind him.
"Before things get too violent," Kaoru repeated. He said, "A yakuza just broke in here, and you're gonna pretend that it wasn't going to get violent in the first place?"
"God, are rich people funerals always like this?" Arai asked.
"I'm gonna ask again," the first gangster said. "Where the hell is Tetsuya? Someone better spill or this funeral's gonna end up as a bloody one." Momoka whimpered as memories flashed in her mind. Kaoru noticed this and pulled her into his arms as comfort.
"Oh my god, no," Renge murmured in worry. "I don't wanna die in a funeral."
"Tetsuya wouldn't be here, motherfucker," Honey said venomously.
"Does anyone else get worried when Honey swears?" Kimiko whispered.
"Yeah, it so OOC," Renge said.
"Huh?"
Renge sighed, "Never mind."
"I think you're lying, pipsqueak," the blond said.
"Ya know, calling me pipsqueak is almost like cutting your life string," Honey said, still speaking in a venomous tone. His honey blond hair was starting to cover half of his face.
"Leave," Mori said, walking up next to Honey.
"I don't think you dimwits get it," the first gangster said.
"Well then," Mori said.
"I guess…" a scary smile appeared on Honey's face, "we'll have to use force." The short man immediately kicked the brunette man in the face while Mori handled the other one. Suddenly, all of the men of each side lunged at each other.
"Oh my god, is this really happening? A gang fight in a funeral?" Momoka asked, full of fear and worry. She and the other women backed up into a corner of the church.
Renge said, "This would be such a good scene in a-"
Kimiko scolded, "Renge, not now!"
"What do we do?" Reiko asked. "Do we call the police or something?"
"Hey, are you ladies okay?" Tamaki asked as he and Kyoya ran up to them.
"Really?" Momoka snapped, "You're gonna ask if we're okay when there's a gang fight in Soga's funeral?"
"Urm, sorry Momoka," Tamaki said as he patted her back.
"I've called the Ootori's police force and an Ootori ambulance too," Kyoya said, looking down and breathing heavily.
Renge widened her eyes as she noticed something. She asked, "Kyoya? Are you bleeding?"
Kyoya looked up at her, and then at his hip. He saw an increasing blood stain on his buttoned white shirt. He nodded and said, "Yeah."
His best friend reached out to help him. Tamaki said, concerned, "Kyoya, you need to-"
"No, I'll be fine," Kyoya shooed away his hand. Kyoya suddenly winced at the pain.
Tamaki and Renge yelled out in worry, "Kyoya!"
"Kyoya, be reasonable. Obviously you're not fine," Renge said.
"Reasonable…" Tamaki said softly to himself. "Ladies…where's Haruhi? She's safe and sound, right?" The others looked at each other in worry and confusion over the woman.
The hot liquid was poured down her throat. She moaned in pleasure, and a smile appeared on her face. She licked her lips to collect the drops that may have escaped from her tongue.
"Do you like it?" He asked.
"Yeah," Haruhi replied, "Thank you."
"See? I knew it would make you feel better."
"I didn't know you had it in you," Haruhi said.
Tetsuya scratched the back of his head and smiled. He said, "Thank you. My maternal grandmother taught me how to do so. She said it makes women happy and calm."
"Well she's right," Haruhi said. "Hey, what kind of tea is this?"
Tetsuya replied, "Can't you tell? It's matcha."
She finally set the cup down on the table. 'I know what kind of tea it is,' Haruhi said. 'How could I not? Now all I can think of is Honey.' Suddenly, she burst into a fit of giggles.
"What's so funny?" Tetsuya asked, getting confused.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Haruhi said. "I hadn't realized I laughed out loud. I was just remembering old memories." She cleared her throat and said, "Thank you for the tea but we really need to get back to the previous subject."
"Right," He agreed.
"Is there something you haven't been telling me, Tetsuya?" asked Haruhi.
"No, why would you say that?"
"You seemed to know what was going on when the rival yakuza was entering the church," Haruhi said. She asked, "Have you been expecting this?"
"I always have to expect attacks like these. I've been associated with two yakuzas," Tetsuya said. "But the thing is that they came to the funeral even though I'm known to have no association with him. It means they're onto us. Somehow they've found out that we've been trying to find out the true cause of Young Lord's death for a year now."
'What did he mean by "he's known"?' Haruhi thought. Instead she asked, "In what way could they find out?"
He took a gulp of his matcha. "Spies or disloyalty," He replied, his brows furrowing. He slammed his cup of tea on the table in anger.
Haruhi said in surprise, "Tetsuya!"
He sighed, "I'm sorry, but thinking about the possible disloyalty of one of my fellow yakuza members at a time like this bothers me greatly."
"I got some new information," Haruhi said, not wanting him to stay so angry for long.
His face expression became an interested one. He asked, "Really? What is it and from whom?"
"I was speaking with Honey's wife, Reiko, and-"
"Honey?"
"Yeah, you know…the Haninozuka's eldest son?"
"Wow, you've met him?" Tetsuya said, "From what I've heard, he's has the skills to be the leader of the most dangerous mafia."
"We were very good friends, best friends almost. I'm sure you've met him before," Haruhi said. She cleared her throat and continue, "As I was saying, his wife was looking at the body in the casket and kept telling me that the body wasn't Kazukiyo's."
"What do you mean?"
"I think she thinks that the body had been swapped," Haruhi suggested, "or the body is a Kazukiyo look-alike."
"Do you believe her?"
The brunette woman sighed and replied, "Honestly, I don't know. With rich people, a lot of crazy things happen." Haruhi took a moment to look around, "Hey, do you not live with a yakuza? This house seems lonely and empty."
"No, this is my hiding place."
"Hiding place?"
"I have a lot of enemies right now, Haruhi."
"Oh." Silence from the both of them began as the conversation ceased and the constant vibrating of Haruhi's phone began. Then a ringtone began to fill the room. Haruhi hesitated before she pulled her phone out of her purse. She answered the call and put it on speakerphone.
"Hello?" Haruhi said.
"Haruhi?"
Haruhi replied happily, "Tamaki! You cannot believe the amount of happiness you've brought me from just hearing your voice. I don't even care that you still know my number right now."
"R-really? Hehe, well, probably it's from my mother's side. She has such a melodious voice and-" A high-pitched scream interrupted him.
Haruhi asked, alarmed, "What the hell was that?"
"A scream, Haruhi," Tamaki said. "I don't know why exactly, but a yakuza just entered the funeral. Remember Tetsuya?"
Her eyes met Tetsuya as she replied, "Yeah."
"They came in here looking for him while threatening our lives." Tamaki explained, "We don't what type of connection Kazukiyo has with Tetsuya, but apparently they do since they came looking for him in the funeral."
"So what happened? What's happening now?" asked Haruhi with concern.
"They provoked Mori and Honey and you know how that would turn out," Tamaki said.
"So what, are they all fighting?"
"The men are fighting, and the women are somewhere in the church safe," He replied.
"The women are not fighting or defending themselves also?"
"Some of them are pregnant, and many of them do not know any type of defense other than self defense," Tamaki said. "Haruhi, don't tell me if you were here that you would try to fight."
"Shut up, Tamaki," Haruhi snapped. "We're not going there again."
Tamaki sighed in frustration, "Haruhi…" He cleared his throat and asked, "Where are you, Haruhi? Are you in the church? Are you outside?"
"…I can't exactly tell you," Haruhi said, looking at Tetsuya again. Tetsuya was looking at her cell phone.
"Haruhi?" Tamaki asked.
"…"
"Haruhi!"
"Just know that I'm safe."
"Haruhi, this isn't the time for keeping secrets," Tamaki said. "The situation is getting worse. Kyoya's injured."
She asked, "Kyoya? What happened to him?"
"The injury's not that bad according to him," Tamaki said. "It's a light stab wound."
"How is everyone else? Are they injured?"
"Not that I know of," Tamaki said with a sigh, "but there are definitely going to be some injuries." He cleared his throat and asked, "Haruhi, where are you? Please tell me. I want you to be safe."
"Tamaki…"
"Is someone threatening you or something? Haruhi, I swear to god, I will find out-"
"I can assure you I'm safe," Haruhi said.
"Haru-wait, Haruhi, I'll have to call you bac-crap!" The line went dead.
Haruhi quickly picked up her phone. She yelled into it, "Tamaki?! Tamaki?!" The brunette turned to Tetsuya. She suggested, "I think we should go back to the church and-"
"No."
"Tetsuya!"
He responded firmly, "No, we won't go back."
"But we need to! My friends are getting hurt…" Haruhi hesitated, "and because of…you!"
"Look, we can't go back for own well-being. Besides your boyfriend wants you safe," Tetsuya said, "It's the best thing to do."
"First of all, he's not my boyfriend. He's just an old friend," Haruhi said. "Second of all, what's wrong with you? Aren't yakuza members always ready to fight for situations like these? Are you scared or something?"
"I'm a human being first before I'm a yakuza member," Tetsuya said. "I'm not scared, okay? I'm just not impulsive and stupid."
Haruhi squinted at Tetsuya as she asked, "Are you calling me stupid?"
"Okay, do you have a plan on how we should go in? Do you have a plan on how to defeat them? And not only in the church, but once and for all? Do you even know how to kick ass?" Tetsuya asked.
"…" Haruhi stayed silent.
He said, "If you wanna be a heroine, you gotta think." He licked his dry lips and murmured, "I thought you were that type of person."
"I am!" She snapped, "It's just…this is my first time dealing with this-"
"Obviously," He muttered. In response, she glared at him.
She continued, "Sometimes in situations, people don't have time to think. Sometimes people just have to do."
"Wrong," Tetsuya said. "In every situation, you have to think…at least a little. It's how you do." Haruhi sighed. She picked up her cup and drank some of the tea. It was not hot anymore but instead warm.
"Hika-" Kaoru tried to call out his brother's name as he got dragged into an empty part of the church. It was hard to when a gang member was putting their hand over your mouth and holding a knife to your throat. Luckily, Hikaru had heard the cry and had followed the gang member and Kaoru.
Hikaru yelled in anger, "Hey, you let-"
"What are you gonna do about it?" Another gang member asked in a threatening voice as he entered the room, putting a gun to Hikaru's head.
Kaoru yelled out Hikaru's name, though it came out muffled. The first gang member pressed the knife harder against his throat. He yelled, "Shut up! Now tell us where he is!"
"We. Don't. Know." Hikaru snapped, "You all started this shit for no reason. Tetsuya has no ties with Kazukiyo whatsoever!"
"Where's Tetsuya's girlfriend then?" asked the second yakuza member.
"Stop. That doesn't even make any sense," Hikaru said. "Why would we know about his girlfriend? We didn't even know he had a girlfriend until you asked about it. We haven't talked to him since our first year, and that was only once. Other than that, we never saw him again."
"You're lying," the second gangster snapped as he nearly pulled the trigger.
Kaoru bit the gangster's hand and the gangster let go of his mouth in pain. Kaoru yelled out Hikaru's name again. The gangster pushed the blade closer to his skin, drawing a little blood. "Do you wanna say something, dumbass?"
"I'm the dumbass? Look, this is getting annoying," Kaoru said. "If anyone knew and was a snitch, they would snitch right away. But guess what? We don't fucking know!"
"You're right," a voice said. "This is getting annoying." All four men looked around to see who spoke. Suddenly someone kicked the second gangster in the head from behind up in the air. The gun was dropped and fortunately, Hikaru grabbed it first and stood up. The figure stood in the shadows.
Hikaru pointed the gun towards the first gangster. He demanded, "Drop it and move away, fucker!" The first gangster did as he said immediately. The older redhead smirked and said, "Yeah, scared now? You saw that? That was my yakuza shadow. It pounces on my rivals when it's lured out."
"I save your life and you take all the credit," the person said, revealing herself. "Typical."
Both twins said in disbelief, "Mei?!"
"Hey bosses," She greeted with a smirk. Suddenly more people appeared, jumping out of the shadows and dealing with the gangsters. Some went out of the room and then immediately you could hear the room go in an uproar. The next thing you could hear was police and ambulance sirens. They still stared at her in shock through all this. She blushed a little as she realized she was under their gaze for a long time. She joked, "Okay, the siren thing going on is not associated with my group and me."
"Mei, what are you doing here?" Kaoru asked.
"Yeah, why are you not at work?"
"Hikaru," Kaoru scolded, "she just saved your life. By the way, thank you Mei"
"Yeah," Hikaru flashed a charming smile at her, "thanks Mei."
She smiled back at the both of them and said, "You're very welcome."
"Okay, now that we thanked you…" Kaoru asked, "What the fuck was that?"
"Yeah, it was really unexpected," Hikaru said.
"Oh, well…hm, how do I say this?" Mei asked herself. She said, "I'm in a yakuza."
"Excuse me?" Hikaru said, "You didn't list that as your past occupation."
"H-how? W-what?" Kaoru asked, confused, "I thought you were interested in fashion."
She replied, "Yeah, I am. What's wrong?"
"You're a part of a gang!" Hikaru snapped, "Why? And how? I-I-I just…I didn't know Haruhi was best friends with a gang member! Is there anything else we don't know about you? Wait, does Haruhi even know about this?"
"I'm still Mei Yasumura. The only thing you didn't know was that I was a part of the Kasanoda syndicate and-"
"Whoa, whoa," the twins interrupted her. "How do you know BossaNova? I mean, Kasanoda?"
"It was a year before he died but we dated for awhile," She replied.
"What?!" Hikaru yelled in surprise.
"Yeah, we did. We broke up because we kept having too many arguments and…" Mei sighed. "I wish I could take back what I said. I wish I could at least apologize for what I said. I just wish…" The blonde was on the verge of tears, sniffing. Hikaru walked up to her and patted her on the back as comfort. She squeezed her tears back and murmured, "There's no time for crying and living in the past."
Kaoru asked, "How'd you know him? Did Haruhi introduce you to him?"
"Haruhi knew him?" asked Mei.
"Yeah, didn't you know that?" Hikaru asked.
"No," Mei said. "Despite dating for a year, I never told Haruhi about my relationship with him. I thought she would disapprove since he was a yakuza heir."
"How'd you meet then?" the twins asked.
"In a florist shop," Mei said. "He was such a sweetheart."
"Did he invite you to become a part of the gang?" asked the older twin.
"No, I joined three months ago. I almost got killed because of him, ya know," Mei said.
The twins asked in astonishment, "What?! You did?!"
"That's why they had me join. Just by being associated with him once in the past almost got me dead," the blonde explained.
"…Did you come to the funeral?" the twins asked, "We didn't see you there."
"I was out of town during all of that," Mei said. "I can't believe I missed his funeral."
Suddenly the door was pushed open, and a girl was pushed against the wall. She winced in pain a little, "Kyoya!"
"Shush, Renge," he said as he tightly hugged her.
"Kyoya, I didn't know you had that much strength," The dark blonde said as she breathed heavily. "Your wound, you need to be watching your-"
"I tied it up as best as I could. I'll live." Kyoya said, "I'm just glad you're safe."
"Safe from what?"
"It's crazy out there. All of the yakuza members are trying to escape from the police.
Some of the yakuza are even trying to kidnap the women. One almost got you. Everyone's running all over the place and-" Kyoya paused to catch his breath.
Renge smiled a little. She hugged him back and said, "Thank you then. Ya know, I'm starting to kinda like you more and more every day." She kissed him on the cheek.
Kyoya widened his eyes a little and froze but then regained his composure. He said, "I only did it because I still need you as my wife so it's nothing spec-"
"I know why you really did it," Renge said, hugging him tighter.
"Um, hello here," the twins had ruined the moment.
The fiancées separated in surprise. Kyoya's eyebrows furrowed. He asked, "Why-"
"Long story, no time," Mei said. "Us three have to get back out there."
"It's mess out there," Kyoya said. "I wouldn't recommend it."
Mei asled with sarcasm, "What are you? A doctor?"
"Yes, I am. I work for-"
"Oh, forget it." Mei asked, "Hey, is Haruhi here? Is she safe?"
"Tetsuya, when can I go back to my boyfriend and friends?" asked the woman.
"Tomorrow," Tetsuya said, relaxing on a couch. He turned on the TV.
Haruhi groaned. She thought, 'I could just try to escape…wait, what am I thinking? He's part of the yakuza. Holy shit, am I trying to get myself killed?' Haruhi sighed. Then she said, "I'm gonna go to the bedroom you assigned to me."
"Okay," Tetsuya said.
Haruhi walked off. The house was large yet small enough for her liking. Soon, she stopped at her door. Haruhi thought, 'This is it. I hope it's nice." The brunette walked inside. Her brown eyes traveled around the room, taking in its appearance. There was a simple bed, dresser, lights, and closet.
'He doesn't keep it fancy,' she thought, 'but then again he told me this was a hiding place.' Her eyes instantly went back to the bed. 'Is that a lump? Maybe it's pillows. I don't see any on the bed yet.' Haruhi walked over to bed, took the blanket, and pulled it back. She screamed. What she saw…was the body of Kazukiyo Soga. She kept screaming until suddenly someone grabbed her and put their hand over her mouth tightly.
