Yuki fell into routine at the Ohtori mansion quickly. Before school she'd clean as much as she could (the maids downstairs woke her up early so she couldn't sleep in anymore.) When she'd get home, she'd do her homework and then go work part-time at a new café that opened up. With the money she earned, she was able to buy groceries and a cookbook.

After work or if she had no homework, she'd clean the mansion some more. Before she'd go to bed, she'd add to her list of things she'd do to touch up the place.

-Paint the walls

Living room: Carmine Red

Kitchen: Azure Blue

Bedroom: Carmine Red

Bathroom: Sea Green

-Buy bathroom supplies

Towels

Shampoo

Soap

Bathmat

Sponge

-TV (?)

-Dog Supplies

-Food and Water Dishes

-Bed

-Toys

She managed to get some small bottles of shampoo she's been rationing and a bar of cheap soap. She didn't dare ask Kyoya for anything more. She could not risk falling into debt any further. They went to school together, but they usually ended up arguing in the car and then eventually Yuki giving him the silent treatment at the Host Club. Kyoya calls her immature and they go at it once again.

Thankfully, Hikaru was as good as new. He had girls swarming him about what happened, and he and Kaoru used that to their advantage.

"Oh, Hikaru! I was so worried! I never left your side." Kaoru said dramatically, gazing deeply into his twin's eyes.

"Kaoru…thank you for being there for me…" Their faces were inches apart, and the girls went nuts. Yuki found this highly amusing, but she didn't speak a word to Hikaru, still guilty.

And then it was Sunday. No school. Yuki got up early to work at the café and earn some extra money. She changed into her uniform and grabbed her bag. She left the Ohtori mansion quickly and quietly, and made her way to the café.

About midday, Hazuki entered the café. Yuki froze on the spot.

"What are you doing here?" Yuki asked, with an iciness to her tone. Hazuki took no notice of it.

"I heard this place has good lattes. I'd like one." Hazuki sat down at a table. Yuki followed.

"Would you like anything else?" She asked, trying to remain in control of her tone.

"Yes. I'd like for you to go on your break and talk with me. After you bring me my latte, of course."

"Why?" Yuki asked.

"Because I think we have some things to discuss." She folded her hands and placed them on her lap.

"We've had fifteen years to talk and you choose now." Yuki said coldly. Hazuki sighed.

"Just bring me my latte and sit down." Yuki went off to make her latte. Right before she put the lid on it, she spat in it. Yuki gave it to Hazuki, feeling smug as she handed over the yen. Then Yuki took a seat across from Hazuki as she sipped her latte.

"Why can't dad talk to me?" Yuki asked. "Does he hate me that much not to even speak to my face?"

"I told you already. Our father loves you very much."

"Then why did he abandon me?" Hazuki didn't respond. She drank some of her latte to avoid response. Yuki rolled her eyes.

"Daichi and Michio have known about you." It was not a question. "You've met them? At work?" Hazuki looked down.

"They stay for dinner." She replied quietly.

"They don't care about me either…." Yuki muttered. There was a loud crack, and Yuki's head was now sideways, her cheek burning.

"They care about you more than anyone! They just stay for dinner to try to convince dad to get you and little Akina! They're trying to get extra money for mom! That's what they've been doing! So don't you dare talk shit about them like that!" Yuki glared at her.

"Everyone lied to me." Hazuki glared at her. "Do you have dyslexia?"

"Not anymore, you could say." Hazuki replied. "I've had the best tutor in America since I was two. He is so good, that reading and math don't get all jumbled up anymore."

"I'm the opposite. I'm dumb and I can't read anything. I can't write or do math! Everything's a mess for me!" Yuki cried.

"It doesn't have to be anymore, Yuki. We can help you." Yuki rolled her eyes again, not believing it for a second.

"Help me? I needed help for my whole life! And now you offer it!?" Yuki snapped.

"Come with me."

"Where?"

"America." Yuki froze.

"Move? To America?" Yuki asked. "I'm stuck in a debt!"

"Daddy can pay it off for you. He wants to make things right with you." She said, finishing her latte and throwing out the cup.

"He should've done that in the last thirteen years." Hazuki scowled. "I have to go back to work." Yuki rose and left, a piece of paper falling out of her bag. Hazuki picked it up and read it. Then she pulled out her smartphone and dialed a number.

"Hi, Daddy. Yuki needs a favor."