A/N: The next chapter will probably be original. Don't worry! The Twins Fight will see the light of day soon enough! Merry Late Christmas!


"Remind me again why I'm up this early?" I heard a soft sigh from the bathroom and Haruhi and she poked her head around the corner. "Because, that foolish fly friend of yours is taking us all out". I studied myself in the mirror, it was still chilly outside so I put on a floral dress with a long white cardigan and black flats.

"He's no friend of mine", I retorted as I applied some mascara and glossed my lips. "Is he anyone's?" She wondered with a smile as she wandered in to grab her jacket. "Most definitely not!" I giggled and we walked to the door. Dad had smashed after last night's performance and would be sleeping like a log to at least early afternoon. I locked the door and looked down.

A long shiny limo was waiting at the entrance, the dark tinted windows ominous. Kyoya's doing no doubt. We clacked down the faded stairs when I thought aloud, "I wonder if his family has a limo farm…" Haruhi gave me one of her trademark 'are-you-insane?' looks.

"You know, they have to like breed limo's or something, it's like they're dispensable. Here have a limo!" I did my deep salesman voice and made Haruhi burst out laughing. "Gosh you're a weirdo Rei-Rei", she sighed as she opened the back door and hopped in. "Yep, I'm as crazy as they come!" I giggled and slammed it after me.

"Yeah…. I've got no clue where we are", I decided with a shrug and plopped myself into the ground. We were by the harbour side and standing in front of some large old building. "Rei! Haruhi protested, "You can't sit here!" We were smack bang in the center of a big courtyard outside the museum; there were smooth marble tiles everywhere and freshly watered trees and plants.

"I'm tired, it's like 8am, and I'm sitting wherever I wanna sit!" I cried and laid my whole body down, stretching out my arms and making little noises. "And how long has it been since you lost you're mind…?" A smooth familiar voice asked.

I didn't bother to stop cloud gazing when I answered, "About the time you waltzed into my life". I heard several people laugh and looked backwards. All the guys were standing behind me, dressed as fabulous as usual, and were all staring at me. Kaoru had an eyebrow raised and was about to ask, "Tired. Whose clever idea was it too get up this early?"

Tamaki's timid hand reached up and I frowned. "You suck man". He chuckled at my response and bent down beside me, making me sit up into a sitting position. "But isn't nice to be able to look over the harbour like this?" He gestured to the glimmering water in front of us and I had to admit he had a point.

"Yeah, you're right. Morning is nice…. Sometimes". He nodded in agreement and lifted me up. "Shall we?" He asked and we walked towards the museums.

Museums were amazing. I adored them and had been to almost all the ones in Tokyo. This one though, was new, and was going to stay on the top of my favourites list. "A museum of creative and performing arts!" I cried as we walked into the lobby. Art, music and their histories as far as the eye could see.

"That's right, this is the museums private opening, invitation only, we all get the chance to walk around and appreciate the work", Kyoya explained while pushing up his glasses. Invitation only? Of course Kyoya had the power to get Haruhi and I in. The large halls were mostly empty at this point so I wandered forward and came to a stop in front an enlarged sheet of cursive sheet music that took up the entire wall.

A smile slowly pulled my mouth up and I carefully touched the glass of the case in wonder. "It's Mozart", I whispered as my eyes recognized the beautiful notes scripted on the wall. "Yes, yes it is", Kyoya chuckled warmly as he appeared next to me. I gazed around the room, all the art and music and spied instruments in cases over by a large floor-to-ceiling window.

"This place is like a dream, I'm just in shock", I said dreamily and he laughed, "I guess it would be to you". I couldn't take my eyes off the instruments and started to twitch. "Guys?" I said casually and their heads turned at the sound of my voice.

"I'm gonna take a look around, kay? Meet back here whenever!" I cried and danced away. I felt so happy, like I was walking on air. I eagerly looked over everything; they even had the instruments famous musicians had used! This place was made for me.

I was relaxing on black leather lounge in the middle of one of the art sections of the place. The museum was even bigger than it looked and was a maze too; I'd only caught glimpses of the guys as I passed them once or twice. The piece in front of me was one of those modern contemporary artworks. A large red canvas with a yellow dot in the middle, I was trying to figure out what the artist was 'conveying' but had come with nothing.

"It doesn't say anything", I murmured to myself and jumped in shock when a musical voice laughed. "You could say that, but something on a much larger scale, say how we take the sun for granted?" The voice suggested and locked myself with a pair of soft caramel eyes. I froze in astonishment and felt a shiver across my skin. He was tall, 6ft, and lean and muscular.

He was dressed sharp but casual, his denim Levi's hanging at his waist. He had soft, ruffled ash brown hair and a smug smile. I stood up, I was no match in height at 5'2 and quite thin and willowy. My hair was dead straight today and cut off sharply past my waist and my floral dress billowed around me.

"Ichirou Yoshida, you're looking just as skeptical as always", I said in my sickly sweet voice and gave him a tight smile. He grinned, "I'd say you look distasteful but I prefer my cheek when it isn't red and sore from one of you're slaps". I walked forward, closing the space between us till I was no less than 30 centimeters away. He held his hand out and with a small smile I returned his high five.

His long arms wrapped around me and he lifted me up into the air while I tried not to giggle hysterically. "Put me down!" I ordered with a laugh and he gave me a peck on the cheek. "My dearest Rei, it has been too long since we caused mayhem together! You and me, let's paint the town black!" He winked as we took a seat together on the couch.

"Rou, darling, you're thinking to small scale! We can dance the night away up top Tokyo Dome!" I said in a dramatic voice and he sniggered at me. "And, we'd paint it red not black", I added with a wink and he rolled his eyes. "You my friend, are the same as always. Beautiful, brilliant and hopeless as the Titanic", he laughed softly and gave me a squeeze.

I hadn't seen Ichirou, or Rou as only I was allowed to call him; he'd been busy with his business and playing music in other cities. I think it had been at least 6 months since our last meeting. You wouldn't think with how close we were now, that we hated each other as kids. He'd been a snobby musical jerk who always beat me but he grew on me after time and we got along like Peanut Butter and Jelly.

"Rei?" I heard Haruhi call and my head whipped over to see her and the guys moving to where Rou and I were. I gave them a wave and motioned for Rou to stand up. "You guys, I'd like you to meet someone. This is Ichirou Yoshida, a close friend of mine!" I said with a smile and looked up at Rou who was grinning.

"Hey", he said with his lopsided grin I knew oh too well and looked over to Haruhi. "Ichirou! You've been gone so long!" She cried and gave him a quick hug; they'd met at our many performances and came to know each other well. "Yeah I know, you cut all you're hair! Looks pretty snazzy!" He gave her a wink and ruffled her hair.

I had taken a seat back on the couch while everyone quizzed Rou, well everyone except Kyoya. He was leaning against a wall in front of me with a glare that could kill directed straight at me. I narrowed my eyes at him and glared back. What was up with him? Did he have a problem with me sitting here? Jeez. When he didn't stop I marched up to him and stared him down.

"Why are you glaring at me?" I demanded with crossed arms. His eyes finally turned away, "I wasn't glaring at you". I adjusted myself so I was back in his line of sight again and kept contact with his eyes. "Bullshit you weren't glaring. Now tell me what's up? You're the one who made us come to this, so don't start complaining". His eyes softened slightly and he turned away again, looking down at his feet.

"It's nothing, just go off and enjoy the museum, I don't care". I gave him one long incredulous look and sighed in frustration, talking to him was giving me a migraine.

"You know, you can keep lying to people about you're true feelings but who are you helping? Certainly not yourself. Get some self-confidence and learn to speak you're mind", I told him in a calm voice and stalked off in the other direction.

There was a café area and garden that led down to the water and I took a seat by myself on one of the docks, my feet dangling off the end. It was early afternoon now and I could see hints of pink and yellow leaking into the once plain blue sky. I heard a few creaks on the wooden planks and someone sat down beside me.

Kyoya had taken his shoes and glasses off and had joined me in dangling my feet over the water. I didn't even look at him, I didn't want too. I was mad and he knew it. I even had a right to be mad at him. I pulled my legs up to my chest, "What do you want?" I asked sourly and watched his face. He didn't answer me, or even look at me; he kept his eyes glued to the water.

My fingers curled into fists as I listened to the silence. "I-I came to apologize", he told me quietly and this caused me to boil over. I stood up suddenly and glared down at him, "I don't want you're apology, what I wanted was an explanation but forget it. It doesn't even matter".

I stomped up the board steps and towards the café, fuming. "I was jealous of him", that smooth voice yelled out and I stopped dead in my tracks. My heap whipped back to look at him but he was still staring at the water with his back to me. I tried but I couldn't form words, I fled for the building.

I couldn't remember which way which. I tried to keep my footsteps quiet as I ran through the halls. I flew around a corner, my heart beating out of control when I saw them: Haruhi, Rou and everyone else. Hikaru and Haruhi had turned at the sound of running and I slammed into him by accident. He steadied me and stared at me in surprise.

"Rei? Hey, are you ok?" I blinked quickly a few times and nodded my head shakily. He frowned and Haruhi moved forward to grab my face. "Rei, what happened? You look like you're about to sick and you're as cold as ice".

I could see Rou's concerned face beside hers. I felt tears form in my eyes and I hugged my sister tightly. "I'm so confused and angry", I whispered and she rubbed my hair gently. "It's ok, it's going to be alright. We'll get you home to daddy, okay?" In the car I pulled out my mobile and texted Rou, I'll explain soon, I promise.