A/N: I really thought about how I wanted to handle this whole Kenji and how much to show you since it takes away from the main characters of the story, however, after reading the reviews, I think all of you are looking forward to seeing exactly what will happen to him. So, this is for you! But first, a little Haruhi/Kaoru. Enjoy!

Chapter 10 – Not Worthy

A wet rag swept over his sweat laden skin and Kaoru wanted to follow it. Not only did it feel good, but he instinctively knew that it was Haruhi's hand that brushed over him, only a thin piece of material separating them. In his imagination, the cloth was gone and it was her bare fingers gliding over his skin, her tongue licking down his chest and stomach, and her lips pressing against his. It was easy to imagine, but unfortunately his body reacted to the images he allowed his mind to conjure; and as much as he loved her and wanted her, this was slightly embarrassing. He may be sick physically with a tired mind and body, but there were some things that reacted without much provocation…not that Haruhi wiping him down was a small thing.

Moaning as she moved the cloth across his chest again, he told her, "Good enough."

"What do you mean good enough? You've sweated through your shirt again, so this will help keep you cool. I really would prefer to keep your fever down than to have it rise again. As it is, it's still over 100 degrees." To herself, Haruhi mumbled, "We really need to get it down even further if possible. It's not time for more medicine, but maybe if we…" A hand on hers stopped her mid-thought, "Are you okay, Kaoru? What's wrong?" Instantly, she imagined the worst. Was he in pain? Fever rising? Nauseous? And then memories of what happened earlier matriculated into her mind and she found herself blushing once again, her hand snapping back into her lap. "Do you need me to do anything for you? More water?" Her voice came out kind of shrill and rushed, but she couldn't help it.

He laid there for a moment, eyes closed, before he finally answered, "Just sit here with me."

"Kaoru?" She asked after a small period of neither saying anything, the only sound that could be heard was his raspy breathing, telling her that he was still very sick.

"Hmm?"

"Why? Lunch could have waited. I wouldn't have gotten mad if you would have told me you were sick." What was she hoping for? That the earlier confession wasn't some sort of hallucination of his? Maybe. She only knew she needed to hear it again while he was actually conscious.

Now was no the time to confess, and yet, Kaoru had a feeling downplaying his reasons would be the wrong thing to do…and he wasn't exactly sure why. He recalled a fuzzy image of confessing, but he was sure that was either a dream or a memory of him practicing – like he had done every day for the past year or more. "I just didn't want to cancel."

"Why?" Her brow furrowed as she continued to press him. This was a sick man and she shouldn't be interrogating him, however, she wasn't exactly known for her tact and subtlety.

He was struggling to keep his eyes open. So tired. He just wanted to sleep, but he had to tell her something. Forcing his eyes to focus on her – or at least in her general direction – he slurred, "I love you." With that, his eyes closed again and he drifted off to sleep completely missing the reaction of the girl nursing him back to health.

Gasping, Haruhi's eyes burned with unshed tears. It was exactly what she wanted to hear, and yet, part of her felt like the timing sucked. He was sick and she coerced him into telling her his reason. Yes, she was over the moon and happy, but seeing him fall asleep kind of diminished the moment they shared. Leaning over him, she whispered, "I love you too, Kaoru." After making her own confession, she kissed his brow and returned to her task of wiping him down, a smile on her face and her cheeks stained pink.

Black Onion Squad Headquarters…

"Now that I think about it, I wish we had a camera or something to see what is happening at home," Ranka softly mentioned to Kyoya as they got out of the car. "I mean we did leave them alone, not that the handsome Kaoru is up to do anything to or with my dear sweet baby girl!"

Kyoya pushed up his glasses and smirked, "I am sure all is well and there wouldn't be much to record. Kaoru is sleeping and Haruhi is probably studying for the bar exam when she isn't taking care of him."

"But what if there is another confession?"

"I suppose we must let them have their small moments alone."

The redheaded father studied him for a moment before he smiled, "You have a camera set up. Don't you?"

"Possibly, but first, we must deal with one Kenji Suzuki," he answered cryptically before stating loudly, "Tamaki and Hikaru, neither of you will be permitted access without me, so do behave and wait pateintly. I know that may be a foreign concept to both of you, however, if you do not follow the rules, you may find yourselves locked in your own cell. Do I make myself clear?" His two friends had stormed ahead and had been denied access by the guards decked out in black hugging their weapons.

"EEK!" Hikaru and Tamaki squeaked. The Shadow King had threatened them, and to Hikaru who had not been around him that much since leaving for New York, Kyoya's threats still chilled him to the bone.

"We got it!" The older twin agreed.

"Mommy, you wouldn't…"

Before Tamaki could finish that sentence, Kyoya's grin grew almost evil in nature, "Try me."

The blond screamed, the expression on his face appeared as if he had just seen the most horrific thing known to man, and passed out. Then his soul floated out of his mouth and screamed, only to pass out too. It was something none of the hosts had seen before.

"Hotta, if you will, please pick up the idiot and follow me," the Shadow King ordered.

"Hai, Kyoya-sama," the bodyguard answered and carefully picked up the unconscious man. This wasn't the first time he'd had to carry his master's friend, and he doubted that it would be the last.

Entering the building, Kyoya found an officer waiting for him, "Captain Ono, has he said anything?"

The captain's lips curled slightly in what some might thing a sneer, but Kyoya knew it was one of amusement. "He told us that we were not allowed to arrest him when he did nothing wrong and we have no proof of wrong doing. We also apparently illegal confiscated his surveillance equipment. He stated he has a contract to watch the Fujioka house, but he would not provide us with any private investigator credentials, nor would he give us the name of his employer."

"And the Morinozuka name?"

The lips curled up a little more, "When we arrived and pulled him out of the truck, he claimed that we would regret the way we are treating him since he was part of the Morinozuka family. As you ordered, he has been gagged." His eyes scanned the small group, knowing exactly who each person with his employer was, except when they landed on Ranka, he couldn't quite place the face, "Madam, this isn't exactly a place for a woman, if you would like to wait…" The snickers coming from a few of the hosts stopped him.

"Oh, you are a wonderful man!" Ranka gushed always loving it when people mistook him for a woman.

"This is Ranka Fujioka, Haruhi's father," Kyoya introduced him.

"Haruhi's…" Captain Ono had been informed that her father was a cross dresser, but he hadn't expected this. Ranka looked exactly like a woman in his green dress. Bowing low, he said, "I apologize if I insulted you."

"No insult received," the father smiled; and then a glimmer appeared in his eyes before he hissed (some say a snake came out of his mouth at that moment), "Where can we find the criminal who dare try to force himself on my baby." Kyoya could indeed be scary, but Ranka when upset or worried about his daughter, could be much worse.

Sweat dropping, the captain quickly stated, "Follow me." The last thing he wanted to do was to get between a lion and his prey.

When they arrived at the room, Mori stopped everyone from opening it or barging in, "I want him first." And seeing as how the man had insulted the Morinozuka family name, they didn't argue at all.

Mori waited until everyone was in the observation room and then took a deep breath to calm himself before he entered the room housing the offender. The moment he entered, his eyes fell upon the other man and he wanted to throw him through the wall. Not only had he offended his family, but he was a threat to Haruhi. Not saying anything, he removed Kenji's gag and waited, knowing it wouldn't take long.

Before the other man could sit down, Kenji glared at him and started shouting, "How dare you? This is kidnapping and is against the law! You will pay for this. Do you know who my family is? I will see all of you thrown into prison for this!"

"Who do you think your family is?" Mori prodded, his voice calm and controlled, while inside he was anything but.

"I am part of the Morinozuka family. Do you know who they are? They will make sure you rot in hell for this!" He proclaimed with a puff of his chest.

"No, you're lying."

"How dare you!"

"Do you know who I am?"

"I don't fucking care!"

"You should. I am Takashi Morinozuka, first son of Akira Morinozuka, who is the current head of the Morinozuka family." With each word spoken, Mori noticed Kenji grew pale, his mouth dropped open a little wider, and his eyes grew a little bigger. "My family is honorable, we hold our honor as a shield and we make sure we treat the people around us with respect, the way they should be treated."

"N-N-Now wait a minute! No! You are…"

"I am Takashi Morinozuka and you have dishonored my family name. You have been using it to secure business contracts knowing that others would be afraid to go against the Morinozuka family. My family, who started out as servants, grew in esteem and wealth over the last several decades and we eventually merged with the Haninozuka family, however, that does not give you any rights to the name…distant relation or not. You are not a Morinozuka. The worst of your crimes though, you attacked one of my good friends."

"A-Are you talking about Haruhi? Are you her boyfriend? Look, I don't know what she told you, but she came onto me! She pursued me and asked me to chase after her. She…she said that the chase would excite her!"

"And that is the reason you were camped out on a roof across from her building?" Mori had to control himself, he was on the verge of ripping this guy apart. Clasping his hands together, he gripped them until his knuckles and fingers turned white.

Kenji's felt his heart speeding up and his brow started sweating, "I was…I had her under surveillance because I was told to watch her!"

"Who hired you?"

Narrowing his eyes, he attempted to swallow his fear and said, "I don't have to tell you anything! You are holding me against my will illegally!"

Mori moved as fast as lightning. Flying up out of his seat, the chair flew behind him until it crashed into the wall. His hand snapped across the table and grabbed the other man on the back of the neck and slammed his head down onto the table making it clang against the metal table, "The Black Onion Squad is the private police force belonging to the Ootori family. Since they are a private force, they do not operate within the same parameters of a normal police department, however, if needed, I am sure we can bring in the police and tell them exactly what happened. If you know the Morinozuka name, no doubt you know the Ootori name as well. Haruhi is a friend of both families as well as the Haninozuka, Suoh, and Hitachiin."

"There's no proof I did anything wrong!"

"We can get camera recordings from businesses and street cameras to prove our case. And your stalking tendencies will come into play."

"I'm not a stalker! I was hired!"

"By whom?" Mori was quickly losing his patience and pressed even hard on the neck. He actually didn't believe anyone had hired him, but he needed this filth to admit it.

"OUCH! It hurts!" Kenji started to cry.

"Tell me!"

"Let me go!"

The clatter of the door opening revealed two people. A shorter man with honey blond hair and a man with raven hair and glasses. The latter spoke first, "Kenji Suzuki, you do not own a private investigator license and you were not hired by anyone to spy on Haruhi. That is a lie. However, you have been trying to force the owners of the apartment building Haruhi resides in to sell to you for lower than the land is worth. In addition, you have hired some local thugs to try and strong arm a few of the residents so that people will want to move. The building is in good condition and the land is a prime piece of real estate. You couldn't understand why the owners wouldn't sell." Pushing up his glasses, Kyoya told him, "The landlords no longer own the land. I do."

"NO!" Kenji groaned. "It's not true!"

"Which part?" Hunny snarled, "You tried to hurt one of my friends. You tried to hurt my best friend and cousin. You tried to hurt innocent people so you could make a quick buck. You are not worthy to even utter the Morinozuka name!"

He wasn't sure why, but his terror grew the moment these two other individuals entered the room. Unable to hold it in due his fear, he wet himself.

"Not much of a man, are you?" Hunny growled. Like Mori, he wanted to rip this man apart.

Releasing his hold on him, Mori walked towards Kyoya and Hunny when he saw a flying blond whooshing past him. He spun around just in time to watch his cousin's foot make contact with Kenji's jaw. "Mitsukuni?"

Hunny wiped his hands together and smiled, "He may have had his hands handcuffed, but he was going to try to kick you and I couldn't let him do that. Not after what he did to Haru-Chan." Flowers floated around his head.

The trio stepped out of the room and were greeted by the others, and then Ranka asked, "You own the building?"

Smiling, Kyoya pushed his glasses up and said, "A good investment."

"What now, Kyo-Chan? We aren't letting him go, are we?" Hunny asked, tears in his eyes.

"No, I'm not quite done with him yet," the Shadow King stated, his lenses glinting in the light.

At that moment, a chill was felt throughout all of Japan…and half the world. El Nino? No, it was the wrath of the Shadow King.