Hey guys! I'm back! This chapter is long, and was pretty funny to write.

Also, I started a new Ouran fic! It's called "You Cant Count The Stars", and it's KyoyaxOC! I really like how it's going so far, and I'd appreciate it if you guys would go over to it and tell me what you all think about it so far.

Oh, and in this chapter, I hint at something that is going to happen in a few chapters. The trial should be next chapter. I don't know how the French courts work, so I'm just copying what I know about the American courts from what I've seen of shows like Judge Judy and CSI and all.

Okay well, enjoy!!!

~ Chapter Fourteen ~
~ The Villa ~

Today, things seemed unusually quiet. Servants acting very solemn, not speaking to me or even being near me.

I subconsciously checked my watch, just looking for something to do. It was about… five in the morning. Wow. Planes sure liked to leave early.

I looked up, and took out an ear bud for a moment, only to be greeted by the echoing screams of unnatural quiet.

I guess I was grateful for the silence as of late. Small noises had set me off, and I had been prone to random blushing or sudden nerves that made me want to vomit in fear. It didn't help much that I had Kaoru on my mind almost constantly, when I should be thinking about the fact that I was about to get on a plane and go to France for a gut-wrenching good time—by gut-wrenching good time, I talking about the kind of fun it is to have someone squeeze you so hard your pelvis breaks. Pain.

I stood in the lobby with my iPod blasting so loud, that every time a maid or a butler would walk by, they'd wince—probably expecting blood to drip out of my ears at any moment. My blonde hair was pulled into a pony-tail somehow, despite the fact it was very short. I wore a red t-shirt, dark skinny jeans, and a white jacket. In my pocket, I felt my phone vibrate. I held up the phone, and gasped inwardly.

A text message.

-Hey. I heard that today was the day you left for the trial from Saiomi, are you alright?-

I grinned. The message was from Chouko Sayutaki, one of my best friends. She was my age. Saiomi was a year older then me and her, and was Chouko's sister. They also had a best friend turned adopted sister named Hinokazu, or just Hino. Hino was Saiomi's age. They lived in the Japanese countryside, and had known me from France.

Actually, I don't know when, where, or how we met. We just always knew each other and were best friends.

-Yeah, I guess I'm fine. I mean, I'm over it, but it still hurts that the world doesn't let wounds heal as quickly.-

Instant reply.

-I know what you mean…-

I smiled sadly.

Saiomi and Chouko's father had died three years ago, leaving them to be on their own. There mother had disappeared years ago for reasons unknown, and they were looking for her still. I had a gut feeling she had died; we all did. But it was left unmentioned, and I helped when I could to look for her—to at least find out where and why she went. But for now, Saiomi, Chouko and Hino lived in the Japanese countryside running a popular inn and shrine. They were not commoners, they just preferred the simple, less luxurious life. I enjoyed it, but I gotta say, the banisters in mansions are perks for sure.

-You'll find something. I know you will.-

I sent the message, and looked up the stairs impatiently. What was taking my princely cousin so long? Kyoya was probably at the airport with Haruhi and the twins right now, waiting. If it wasn't bad enough he was in a bad mood… he was called the Low Blood Pressure Demon Lord for a reason. Just like I was called the High School Fan Girl or Renge The Second when I woke up.

-I'll only agree to believe you if you if you promise to visit us soon. ;) -

I smiled at Chouko's reply.

-Of course I will. I love you three.-

"Alright, Tenshi-chan! I am ready to leave!"

I turned to Tamaki, and sighed, pulling out one of my earbud headphones and turned the volume down on my sleek, black, iPod Nano Generation 1. "What took you so long, neh?"

"I was having trouble fitting Kuma-chan in my baggage!"

I froze, and looked up at him slowly. I'll leave my annoyance-beyond-words expression to your imagination.

"You kept me AND Kyoya waiting… for that satanically possessed, scary faced, ugly-as-hell teddy bear?!" I hissed, clenching my fists.

I have hated (and maybe even feared) Tamaki's totally uncute teddy since the day he got it for his birthday. I don't even remember who gave it to him, but as of late Tamaki had been carrying it around even more, and I had this urge to rip the person who gave it to him apart. Unless it was his mother…

I knew how Tamaki felt about being a love child. It hurt. I felt his pain too. He felt like he was the reason for his family being so… so bitchy. Well, that's how I put it. Our family was shitty when it came to relationships, what more can I say?

I blame our grandmother.

"Well, he's special to me!" Tamaki huffed as we walked out, crossing his arms defiantly. I bore my teeth at him in a cat-like hiss. "And you cant say anything about it! You carry around Ran-chan!"

I subconsciously looked to the duffle bag in my hand, and frowned. Ran-chan was my stuffed Mexican Gray Wolf that had purple eyes. Tamaki had given it to me, because ever since I was really young I'd loved animals—especially the endangered ones. My father said it was my inner female coming out, baring maternal instincts proudly. I thought it was because I liked knowing someone, even it was an animal, needed my help.

I had wanted to name it Ichii, but eight-year-old Tamaki insisted the stuffed wolf he had given me was indeed female. I ran around chasing him, asking him how he knew, and he had said something like… 'Since we're running, lets name it after running. There is a Japanese name, Ran, it means wolf or something. It fits, don't you think?' … I had agreed after that, and so Ran the wolf was born.

Now that I look back on it, we were pretty weird kids.

But in the defense of our one-step-less-then-sane childhood, I gotta say… things never really got too boring. Or unhappy for that matter.

I smiled a little to myself as we sat in the limo, and I leaned on my cousin. I giggled as a small blush was on his cheeks. I closed my eyes, and sighed.

"I'm glad you're here for me, Tamaki."

"I'm glad you've been there for me, Tenshi-chan."

I nodded. I'd always done my best to help Tamaki, who worried about his mother as a child quite often and was always selfless when it came to her. I wondered where his mother was right now. Neither of us knew. I wondered if anyone really did know.

I looked as my phone vibrated, another text from Chouko.

-I'll hold you to that promise, Tsubasa.-

I grinned before replying.

-Good. I need you all to keep me down to earth.-

And with that, I fell asleep on Tamaki, whom was also asleep. The comforting sounds of his breathing was soothing.

I never knew how much I valued our brother-and-sister relationship until now. Especially with me establishing such a relationship with Kyoya, and even Mori and Hunny.

Even with all these new people in my heart, I still had to say Tamaki and Kaoru were at the top. I was really surprised that Kaoru had moved up so quickly, but…

Maybe it was a little more then a crush…

I had gone back into a silent shell while on the plane. Kyoya looked ready to kill someone even though he tried to hide it as he viciously typed on his laptop, having given up on the whimsical thought of sleep twenty minutes ago. Hikaru and Kaoru were still asleep. Haruhi was slowly drifting; did she even notice she was falling asleep on Tamaki's shoulder? Tamaki was once again asleep as well.

Me on the other hand? I couldn't sleep. I had an urge to make a cake, but had settled for making paper cranes instead; it looked more like a dog after it got hit by a truck. I suck at domestic things (not including cake baking) and crafts. Also, math and science are prominent failures in my life.

It was now maybe seven in the morning, and we were flying. I couldn't take it anymore. I put on the music, and laid down, trying to fall asleep once again.

Hi Miss Alice

Anata garasu no me de
Donna yume wo
Mirareru no?
Miirareru no?

Mata atashi
Kokoro ga sakete
Nagarederu
Tsukurotta
Sukima ni sasaru
Kioku-tachi...

Hi Miss Alice

Anata kajitsu no
Kuchi de
Dare ni ai o
Nagete iru no?
Nageite iru no?

Mou atashi
Kotoba o tsumugu
Shita no netsu
Samekitte
Mederu o-uta mo
Utaenai

Still, you do not answer...

The soothing, eerie sounds of Still Doll by Kanon Wakeshima brought me back into a state of restful sleep.

I opened my eyes, maybe ten or more hours later—who knows how long.

We were in France.

It had been months since I had been back in the country famous for pastries (or that's how me and probably Hunny knew it) and I couldn't help but smile a little. Everyone, including me, was suffering from jet lag and so we stumbled our way to the limo where we once again crashed. It was later in the evening for France I believe.

About an hour later, we had pulled into the woods near a lake, and I grinned like a loony as I hopped out of the car. The familiar sights, smells, and feelings that were currently coursing through me were probably releasing endorphins into my system, causing my happiness. Maybe I know science better then I thought! Or wait… maybe I'm thinking of biology? Or is it geology? No, that's rocks… uhm… Okay well, does it matter? I the end of the day its all a bunch of big words that I don't understand and somehow are all connected to a weird Greek or Latin term.

I shook off my confused thoughts, returning to my little moment.

I couldn't face my mansion yet, I was even contemplating selling it.

So where were we now, you ask? Not a hotel.

My family's villa in France.

Without even waiting for the others, I ran forward, stabbing the doorknob with my key and then proceeding to race inside.

It was a simple brick-and-log cabin with two floors plus a loft, a grand fire place, indoor plumbing… a perfect getaway for people like me. I hoped it was to the other's standards, not counting Haruhi because I was sure she'd love it, and if it wasn't I'd beat them to a pulp and it was to their standards then.

"Welcome home." I murmured as they walked in, and I turned to face them. But of course, they weren't feeling the same excitement I was. They were jet lagged and tired. They took their bags and walked their separate ways without words and made their way to their rooms. I pouted.

"Party poopers." I grumbled, going to the plush leather couch in front of the fireplace, and falling asleep.

I guess I was more tired then I thought I had been…

"Man, she's a heavy sleeper."

"I told you to just leave her alone!!!"

"But boss! Tsubasa loves those weird sausage things!"

"Do you wanna face the fury she'd give us if she woke up to find the villa sausage-less?"

"They have a point there, Tamaki-senpai."

"Haruhi! Why do you have to agree with the shady twins?!"

"Because, unfortunately, they're usually right…"

I yawned, and opened my eyes, looking around. The twins and Tamaki were hovering over me, and Haruhi was off to the side, looking out the nearby window with a small smile on her face. I knew she'd like the lake… but wait, did I hear something about sausage things!?

"Yes, you did."

Darn you Kyoya and your creepy ESP powers…

LEAVE MY MIND ALONE!

I hopped up, and grinned broadly at everyone.

"I love love love love love looooooovvveeee the sausage things! Those weird American sausage patties are like, totally the bestest foods for breakfast ever! Meaty and spicy and yummy!"

Everyone stared at me, sweat dropping heavily with disturbed looks on their faces.

"Kyoya-chan! Did you make the magic sausage-y patties of lurve and happiness!" I paused, and looked at the twins. "Ohmahgawsh! Moe! Yaoi! KA-WA-II!!!" I giggled before skipping around, and then running to the kitchen to harass Kyoya.

(A/n: Heh heh… I love writing Tsubasa when she just wakes up. She's such a little Renge wanna-be when she wakes up, it makes me giggle. –pulls fast-forward lever- lets skip some pointless dialogue, shall we?)

I laid my head on the table, and sighed in defeat.

"I seriously was being a yaoi fangirl?" I asked. They nodded. "Oh god… I don't wanna be like Renge…"

"Few do." The twins shrugged, smirking. I sighed.

"Well, since we have nothing to do…" I stood, and ran outside to the back shed. I kicked the huge padlock, and revealed that there were some things for playing in there. I grabbed my old soccer ball to find that it was in perfect playing condition after all these years, and ran back to the kitchen happily. "Hikaru! Kaoru! Lets play soccer! Anyone else want to play?"

"No…" Kyoya said, typing on his laptop.

"I'm studying." Haruhi said blankly.

"I'm helping!!!" Tamaki exclaimed with excitement. Haruhi sweat dropped.

I cant wait to see what happens when he realizes that he loves her, I thought with a devious smirk as me and the twins made our way outside.

"You guys know the rules, right? I play American style." I explained as I led them to a clearing in the woods where some old nets were perfectly placed for a maximum of three on three play. The twins nodded, and so began our game.

"HOW COULD YOU BEAT US?!" The twins shouted, exasperated and shocked, as we came back into the house. Everyone looked up at us. I was glowing with pride, and the twins were moping in defeat. "It was two on one!!!"

I smiled, and winked. "I warned you mid game that I had amazing skills. I did play one my schools' teams from the ages of one to fourteen! I haven't for a while, since I'm sixteen, duh, but I still play for fun sometimes." I smiled at thought. I must admit, that some of the maids at Suoh Mansion Number Two had some skills themselves.

Those ladies can sure kick.

"But still! We're taller than you, therefore we're faster. How'd you win?"

I smiled at Hikaru. "I told you, I have skills. I cannot say much more then that."

"TENSHI-CHAN!" Tamaki cried, tackling me. "I am so proud of you for teaching those shady twins a lesson!"

I blinked, and frowned. "Get off of me, Tamaki."

"No way, Tenshi-chan! Daddy wants to hug his little girl!!!"

"You aren't my daddy. And where the heck did you get this family relationship fetish?"

"It's not a fetish!!! WE ARE A FAMILY!"

I grimaced a little as he squeezed me tighter. "Get off of me, you phony prince."

Enter corner of woe here.

"Hey, Tsubasa, can we go fishing in the lake?" Haruhi asked. I was surprised; Haruhi Fujioka didn't strike me as the fishing type. I nodded.

"Even though my family hasn't visited this place for a while, servants and caretakers would come about two or even three times a month to keep things up and running." I paused, and took a good look around. "Of course, since they died, it seems the caretakers have been slacking a little… I might just need to have a talk with them about that…" Darn my competitive nature, it makes me dislike slackers sometimes.

"Well then, lets go!" Tamaki smiled.

We all walked out, Kyoya still staying inside, and made our way to the shed where the fishing supplies were located. On our way to the dock, however, I noticed the soccer ball. Handing my poll to Kaoru, I kicked the ball hard.

Then I winced when it hit a middle box on the side of the villa, making a weird humming noise that had been coming from the box stop.

All was quiet for a moment. I knew briefly what must have happened, but I was frozen, waiting for my doom to come.

"Oh, Tsubasa?" Kyoya eerie calm, evil voice called from the house. "Is it your fault that the power just went out?..."

We all stood still for a while, and then I turned to the others with a nervous grin. "You know, I suddenly have an urge to go hide…"

"Tsubasa…"

"I SWEAR KYOYA IT WAS ALL TAMAKI'S FAULT!!!" I screamed as I ran towards the woods, flailing my arms around.

"Tamaki…"

"SHE LIED! TSUBASA REALLY DID DO IT!!!"

"Hikaru… Kaoru… Haruhi…"

"DON'T DRAG US INTO THIS!"

"YEAH!"

Heh heh, did you enjoy that? Poor... well... everyone. Kyoya is mad and wants to kill them xD

Okie dokie, please review! Oh! And don't forget to check out "You Cant Count The Stars"!!!

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