A/N: In this chapter, the twins are back and you will get a taste of their side of the story... maybe more. Enjoy!

Chapter 10 – Truths, Doubts, and Decisions

Shakespeare once wrote, "To be or not to be, that is the question…", however, Kaoru felt it the question was more like, "What to do and what not to do? What to believe and what not to believe?"

Since the womb, he has stood beside his brother, taking his side, and helping him through life…sometimes forcing him into situation that would better him – like when Kaoru forced Hikaru out on a date with Haruhi in Karuizawa or when he sided with his parents and convinced Hikaru that he needed to marry Haruhi sooner rather than later… something he was now regretting. What he didn't quite understand, is how everything could have fallen apart so quickly. His brother gave him his side of the story and Kaoru quickly jumped on his side, but now…now he wondered if that had been the right thing to do. As identical twins who for the longest time had only each other to depend on, to confide in, they always backed each other up before taking someone else's side, and this time, something did not sit right with the younger sibling. Something felt off. For the first time, he was questioning his brother's truthfulness and wondering what was Haruhi's side of the story? What was the whole truth?

Haruhi had always been one of his closest friends, and now he missed her. He knew at least part of the blame lie with him and his brother for the chasm that had formed between them, and yet, he also believed that if what Hikaru told him was true, then the biggest guilt lie with her. But the problem was, what was true? Haruhi had been the one to file for divorce first and only stated irreconcilable differences. The Hitachiin lawyers went immediately to work to ensure she didn't get a cent from Hikaru and that she basically only left with the things she brought into the marriage, which wasn't much. The damn blood suckers even tried to force her to pay back anything Hikaru spent on her including the amount he spent on a new wardrobe for her new legal career and compensation for the damages she caused, but Kaoru's elder brother forced them to stop and let it go saying he just wanted to be free.

Time and time again, she had ample opportunity to defend herself, to give her side of events, but she remained silent. When she had been ostracized by the Hitachiin family, when they cut her in public…she still held her head up high and refused to state her case. Surely as a lawyer, she could see how guilty that made her appear. Why? Why did she do it?

When his brother and Haruhi got married, he had some doubts, but he believed they were suited for each other. He needed to because he had stepped aside and buried his own feelings for Haruhi so that his brother could be happy. If he had known a divorce would be in their future, he would have tried to prevent their union instead of supporting it regardless of what the rest of his family wanted.

The problems started shortly after they got back from their honeymoon. It was time for Haruhi to get serious about passing the bar and then completing her yearlong internship, and Hikaru started to design again, but the sketches his brother made lacked originality. They were plain and lacked pizazz. Seeing his brother struggle, Kaoru asked Hikaru what was wrong and was given a sob story about how Haruhi would study at the library until late at night, sometimes not coming home at all and claiming she was at her father's house, and when she started her internship, it had gotten worse. She apparently no longer had any time for him and he believed she was having an affair. His brother also claimed he was afraid of being alone with her because of the way she treats him…especially in the bedroom. It was hard to believe that sweet Haruhi, the natural host who was oblivious to most things, could have changed into the person his brother claimed she was, and so he went over to their house to see for himself, and as Hikaru's complaints grew, so did Kaoru's worry, and he found himself over at the couple's house an increasing amount of time – almost to the point it seemed he had virtually moved into their house.

Every time Kaoru saw her after the wedding, she seemed more and more stressed, and she and Hikaru argued all of the time. She would pull her husband into another room and close the door, but it only muffled the words. She had even kicked Hikaru out of their bedroom when he refused to bring Kaoru into their bedroom for a threesome. It seemed after the wedding, sexual promiscuity had been awakened in her.

The icing on the cake for Kaoru, had been when Hikaru started to show up to the workroom with bruises and injuries. At first he wouldn't confide in his brother, fearful of what would happen to him, but he finally broke down and admitted Haruhi had done it, and she even went so far as to hold a knife to his throat. A nick could be seen where Hikaru had been cut. Kaoru wanted to storm over to the house and confront her, but Hikaru wouldn't let him. And things progressed: more bruises and a broken arm. And when his brother showed up to work with his arm in a cast after being pushed down the stairs, Haruhi filed for divorce.

Faced with the overwhelming proof, Hikaru's family believed him over Haruhi, and the other hosts still had their doubts. Kyoya had even said that the injuries could be self-inflicted. They didn't want to believe Haruhi would do something like that to someone else. Kaoru had sided with his brother, and now…small inklings of doubt started to creep up over the last couple of months, but more so recently after a brief discussion with Kyoya and finding out Hikaru had tried to give her money several times since the divorce and she has refused to accept it each and every time.

And yet Haruhi still has not argued her case since the moment she was accused. Why?

His eyes drifted to his phone. He had picked it up and started to dial her number countless times, only to set it back down without calling. After all this time holding her tongue, he doubted she would say anything to him now. And Hikaru…his brother had been moping about in his room, only attending functions as necessary, drowning himself in alcohol.

Running his hand through his hair, Kaoru glanced upwards and stared at the ceiling, "This is fucked up."

Elsewhere in the Hitachiin house…

Hikaru stumbled over to a side table that house various bottles of varying degrees of colors and grabbed one. He didn't care which one it was or what it tasted like, he just wanted to deaden his senses, his memories, and his emotions. His mother claimed his was in a slump caused by his unfortunate marriage to that slut, Haruhi, but it wasn't. Lie upon lie had been told and now he lived in a fortress he had built with those lies.

At first, he just wanted attention. Haruhi was busy and hardly had time for him, and he wanted to be the center of her universe. He wanted her and his brother, and apparently that had been too much to ask for. She got busier, studied more, and sometimes ignored him. His lies started to grow. And then when she started talking about separating and divorce, he wanted to ruin her, to make it appear as if he had been the only victim. He succeeded in his family's eyes, but not in his friends. They had decided not to side with anyone and to remain friends with her. He had known them longer, and yet, they still wanted to associate with her? Deplorable!

So if that was the case, why was he the one drowning himself in liquor and she was creating a name for herself?

Morinozuka getaway…

For two days she had been walking around trying to decide her next move, and the way Haruhi saw it, she could either roll over and show her belly – much like the way she had with Hikaru – not fighting for what mattered, or she could admit her feelings and fight for her future, for the man she had fallen in love with. Her decision was made and she stormed into the house and found Mori waiting for her, "I need to talk to Chika."

"You've decided?" Mori asked, one corner of his lips tilting up as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Are you prepared?"

"I am."

"It won't be easy."

"I remember you told me once when I was struggling in school that not everything that matters will be easy, but we will cherish them more when we have to fight for it."

His smile grew, "I did, and I still believe that." He grew serious for a moment and looked down before returning his gaze to meet her eyes, "You may have to face past demons and that means talking about what happened with Hikaru."

"I know. It's time I stopped cowering when it comes to them." She paused and studied her friend for a moment before asking, "I never said anything and you guys still refused to believe him. Why?"

"We know the real you. What he was saying didn't match, and there were inconsistencies. You don't have it in you to be abusive like that."

"Thank you, Mori. If it wasn't for the friendship of you and the others, I don't know how I would have managed."

Placing his hand on her head, he told her, "We will always be here for you when you need us. Never doubt that."

"He's right," Satoshi said from behind his brother. "And you deserve to find your own happiness with the right person. Sorry, but that wasn't Hikaru."

Haruhi nodded, "I know."

"And Yasuchika?" The younger Morinozuka questioned hopefully.

Her lips curled into a brilliant smile, "Let's just say, he's different than anyone else I know."

"Good!"

She couldn't help but snicker at his enthusiasm before asking, "Can I have my phone?"

"I'll do you one better…he's on his way. Just be prepared because Tamaki, Kyoya, and Mitsukuni are with him."

"What?"

"Long story, and I think we can save all long stories for when they get here. That way we don't have to repeat anything. Just don't kill me when you find out."

"Find out what?"

"You were played. That's all I'll say, except, I'm not sorry I helped."

"What?"

Mori ruffled her hair again, "Be patient. They will be here soon."

She had so many questions she wanted to ask, however, when Mori gives an order, one tended to follow it. She would wait, but she would get her answers…soon.

On a plane…

Once it seemed as if everyone was settled into their seats of Kyoya's family's private plane, Chika acted. Pulling his shuriken out, he held it up to Tamaki's neck – he was the safest bet since his brother would probably kill him and Kyoya had several tricks up his sleeve that no one could anticipate – and demanded, "I don't want a bachelor party, take me to Haruhi."

Adjusting his glasses, Kyoya smirked, "We'll see. Hunny, would you be so kind?"

Hunny kicked the weapon out of his brother's hand, accidentally nicking Tamaki's neck ever so slightly, and then hit his neck, knocking him out cold. Pushing Chika into his seat, he strapped his sibling in and then turned to his bespectacled friend, "Done." He looked at Tamaki, who had fallen to the floor with his soul floating out of his mouth, "What about Tama-Chan?"

"I suppose we better buckle him in as well. I'll get a Band-Aid for his neck if you will place him in his seat."

Their friend tended to, the plane took off. Next destination: Haruhi.