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FYI: So, I'm planning To write only a few more chapters before bringing this story to a close. I plan to write three or four more chapters. five tops. So yeah. This story is almost finished. Sorry it has to end so soon! But I think I'm ready to start a new story too. :)

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~NumberSixteen

Ranka walked through the front door.

He had grown worried when he saw it wide open while it was raining so hard.

"Haruhi?" He asked as he entered.

The first thing he saw was Kurtis on the floor.

Then he saw Hikaru and Haruhi enveloped in eachother's arms on the other side of the room.

"What happened here...? He asked. His face bewildered.

Haruhi had burried her face in Hikaru's shirt now.

The tears that had just stopped stopped, began again. Sliding down her cheeks. She started hiccuping and clutched Hikaru tighther.

"Haruhi." Ranka ran over to them. He crouched down next to them, "It'll be okay, Haruhi. Daddy's here."

"D-Dad." She released Hikaru and embraced her dad.

He stood her up and hugged her tightly.

Hikaru stood up. He ruffled his hair, trying to shake out the water drops. He looked down at his shirt. There was a pretty big blood stain on it.

Haruhi had a gash on her arm, and plenty of bruises.

He walked over and shut the front door.

He turned around and watched Ranka comfort his daughter. He sighed.

He averted his gaze to Kurtis.

The bruise on his temple had already formed.

Hikaru went over to Kurtis. He wasn't sure what to do with him.

He quickly decided and went out the front door. He called the police outside to not disturb Haruhi or her dad.

After he was through he sat down and waited for the sirens. The rain had finally let up. The clouds were slowly clearing away now.

The sirens roared down the street. It was dark out so he could see the sirens from a waze off.

He rose when they drove into the parking lot of the apartment complex.

Neighbors had come out to see what was going on.

The officers walked up the stairs and shook hands with Hikaru.

He silently showed them inside to Kurtis, who was now starting to stir.

The went over to him, and grabbed him by his arms.

They yanked him onto his feet and dragged him out of the door.

Haruhi and Ranka stood and watched, quietly.

Hikaru, Ranka, and Haruhi watched the police disappear into the night.

Haruhi's shock started passing.

She turned to Hikaru. She looked at him. Her big brown eyes, wild but focused on him.

"Thank you." She whispered.

Hikaru smiled at her, "Anytime."

A slight smile came onto her face, recovering some color to her cheeks.

"Aw, Come on, You can smile bigger than that!" Hikaru teased her.

She smiled a little bigger.

"There we go!" Hikaru laughed.

Ranka stepped forward. He looked at Hikaru in the eye.

"Thank you so much," His voice was firm and serious. It was a different side of Ranka. A very adult side to Ranka.

"You're welcome," Hikaru smiled at him, he reached up and scratched the back of his head.

"Do you need a ride home?" Ranka asked.

"No Sir, I'm gonna walk." Hikaru swept his bag off the ground. It was soaked through, but he didn't care.

"Be careful." Ranka warned him.

"Don't worry about me," Hikaru turned around to head down the stairs to the parking lot. A sudden weight came on his back. Arms wrapped around his waist. He looked over his shoulder.

Haruhi clung to him. "Don't go," She whispered.

Hikaru turned around and embraced her. "Never."

Ranka nodded to him.

Hikaru led her inside.

Ranka took her to get cleaned up.

Hikaru sat down on the couch, that was starting to dry now.

He looked out the window at the quiet night.

He called Kaoru.

"Hello?" Kaoru's voice came through the phone.

"Hey, It's me." Hikaru replied.

"Hikaru!" Kaoru's voice grew worried. "Are you almost home? It's really late. I was beginning to worry!"

"Listen." Hikaru interrupted. "I won't be coming home tonight."

"W-" Kaoru's voice became confused. "Why not?"

"Kurtis..." Hikaru took a deep breath in, "He.. Uh... Hurt. Haruhi."

"He dumped her?" Kaoru asked, still confused.

"No." Hikaru bit his lip hesitantly. He whispered. "He... Beat her."

Kaoru was silent. His voice gradually came. "Oh my..."

"He's at the police station right now." Hikaru continued. "I'm going to stay with Haruhi and her dad tonight. Could you bring me some clothes?"

"Yeah. Sure." Kaoru responded quietly. "Later."

Hikaru hung up.

He had sat there for quite some time, when he saw the broken necklace on the floor.

He rose and picked it up.

He let it dangle from his fingers.

The greek words shimmered in the moonlight from the window.

"S'agapo" He murmered.

Headlights came into the parking lot.

Moments later, a knock came on the door.

Hikaru opened it.

Kaoru stood there. "Hey."

Hikaru stepped out, putting the necklace in his pocket.

He shut the door behind him.

"Thanks." Hikaru took the bag with his clothes in it.

"You're okay, right?" Kaoru looked at him, worriedly, looking at the blood on his shirt.

"Of course I am." Hikaru smiled. "That's Haruhi's blood. Don't worry, she's alright." He put in that last part as His brother's face grew horrified.

"Can I do anything else for you?" Kaoru asked hopefully.

"Actually. You can." Hikaru reached into his pocket. "I need you to get this fixed by tomorrow. Please." He shoved the necklace into his brother's hand.

"What's this?" Kaoru looked at the necklace. "And why does it say 'I love you' In greek?" Kaoru took his eyes off the necklace and focused them on Hikaru.

"None of your business." Hikaru had never had to say something like that to Kaoru. It felt wrong.

Kaoru looked hurt. But he shook it off. "Okay."

Hikaru and Kaoru stood and stared at eachother for a moment before Hikaru reached out and pulled his brother into a warm embrace.

They stood like this for a while.

Eventually they pulled apart.

Hikaru gave his brother a last look before slipping back inside.

He stood in the living room for a brief second before he untied the bag.

Kaoru had packed his favorite orange shirt. He had packed a pair of tan shorts. There was a white sweatshirt at the bottom.

Hikaru pulled off his damp, stained shirt.

He threw on the orange shirt and the shorts.

Haruhi came out from the hall way a few minutes later with a few blankets.

"Here." She handed them to him. "It's going to be chilly tonight. I thought you might want these." She forced a small smile on her face.

"Yeah. Thanks, Haruhi!" Hikaru took the blankets gratefully into his arms.

"Thanks again." Haruhi looked at him.

Hikaru set the blankets on the couch. He turned back to her.

"Don't worry about that. You know what, don't even THINK about it." He smiled at her affectionately.

"I'll try." Haruhi replied.

"Good night." Hikaru smiled at her as she turned around to leave.

She turned back. "Good night to you." she had just managed to get out before she was pulled into a crushing hug.

She was taken off guard, but in a moment she hugged back.

She let her eyes shut.

So thanks. This one was kinda sweet huh?

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~NumberSixteen