Thank you to everyone who reviewed and responded to the question I had posed at the end of chapter 20. As you can all tell, I have decided to keep it in the same story. Now, without further adieu, here is chapter 21/the first chapter of the second arc! I hope you enjoy it! There is still more to come! Disclaimer: I do not own OHSHC, but I do own all my OCs (Sora, Bunko, Haruhi's grandmother, Charles) as well as the plot line.

Chapter Twenty-One

Bunko's POV

"Sora-chan! Hurry up! You'll be late otherwise!" I called out to my best friend. Seriously, I am always getting that child to hurry along, I thought to myself. My green orbs scanned around the distance for the vehicle that would be picking us up shortly.

There had been a big hype going around recently. Well, rather, it was Sora who would not shut up about it. Sora's sister had been contacted three months ago, requesting her presence here. Though, a letter had been sent back saying that she could not come at the time, but in two and a half months she would be able to. Once Sora had received word about three weeks ago, the girl could hardly contain her excitement over seeing her older sister once more. Sora knew that something had happened after she had left, though she could not pinpoint what it was. Though, that girl would be pouncing the first chance she got.

"Ah, sorry for making you wait so long, Bunko-chan! I just had to go get my camera! We're going sightseeing with everyone as soon as they get here! I can't wait." Sora was honestly as hyper as can be.

"Right. Now, let's get going. You told me that Haruhi's plane lands at 19:00. Right now, it is 17:45. By the time we make it through traffic and to the airport, it will be 18:45. We should be there in plenty of time to even watch the plane come in." I told my friend as we loaded into the sleek, black limo bus that had been designated to pick everyone up. The limo bus could seat at least 20 people.

Sora heaved a sigh of relief, falling silent in the process. I decided to look outside at the scenery. This was a rare sight for both of us. We normally were overly chatty. In some ways, I was actually nervous about meeting Sora's older sister. What if I wasn't liked? I actually was not apart of the royal family, though Charles was fairly close to that and I loved him. I had heard long ago that he had proposed to the girl, though she had broken off the engagement shortly afterwards.

The time seemed to drag on, though the traffic going to the airport was not as horrible as I had thought. In fact, we made it in half the time I had expected us to be there. There was nothing we could do but wait now.

Sora's POV

I was running a bit late today, though we were also going to be early arriving. In the limo bus, I thought that I had everything that I could possibly need. After all, today was the day I would be picking up my older sister. My thoughts flitted to remember how she had looked when I last saw her. I remembered that she had our mother's chocolate brown eyes and straight, shoulder length hair that was also a brunette color. Of course, I knew that she probably had decided to cut it. She never really did like her hair long, though she just kept it that way since getting a hair cut was usually a hassle. She had got off lucky with mother's side. I, on the other hand, acquired most of our father's features, as I had been told. I had sky blue eyes and short, wavy white-blonde hair. I guess, with my eye color, I learned how I got my name.

People always told me that at some point, I could inherit some of my family's fortune, but I never ended up doing any of it. Rather, I was not interested in that kind of stuff. Haruhi, on the other hand, would love doing the business theatrics since I thought that school was always boring and not a true challenge for me. I preferred doing all the cute things. Attending pageants, living luxuriously.

I snapped out of memory lane and what my sister would want to do. We were going sightseeing as soon as she landed. Our whole family, including the ones from the other mansions, were all coming to this one. Why, I could not say. It was a group meeting for the elders and Haruhi. With 80 per cent certainty, I would also be forced to attend though.

I sighed. I noticed the glance that Bunko gave me with that. It was almost to say, "What are you sighing about?" I chose to ignore it. We arrived at the airport a short time later. Due to my excitement, I bounced my way through the small crowd of people. Sure, we were a bit early, by half an hour. Even if we were five minutes early, I had planned on making a sign. Well, I made two since Bunko had not been interested. My sign had "Tsuji & Company" written on it in neat, fancy bubble letters. The one that I made Bunko had "Deion" in big bold block letters. I loved my creative side too much.

Since the two signs together only tallied up to a total of ten minutes, I wanted to wander around the airport for a bit. I never had an excuse to do so before. I looked over the many different booths. There was a Tim Horton's café inside the airport as well. Overall, there was nothing to really see. I learned that after only looking around the entire airport for ten minutes. By this time, there was only ten minutes until the plane's landing. I made my way back to where I had left Bunko-chan slowly, in high hopes of taking another five minutes for the walk.

"Bunko-chan! We should prepare ourselves to sit by the doors, no? Or, were we going to watch them land?" I decided to ask Bunko within two seconds of reaching her.

"We could watch for the plane. Then again, we should go. Your sister's plane is arriving soon. Charles's plane comes in another five minutes, unless he was able to come on the same plane as Haruhi's." Bunko replied non-chalantly. She seemed bored.

Bunko's POV

Charles, oh how I have missed you my love. How long has it been since we have last saw each other? Although you did tell me you loved me, it is hard to believe that you would just go back to Japan the first moment you noticed that girl had resumed her old identity. You didn't even give me a valid reason why you had to leave. On top of that, you didn't even keep in contact with me.

Bunko was staring out in space and thinking about the time when Charles left her as soon as her friend had left her alone to go scope out the airport. Bunko already knew her way around the place, considering that this was the very airport Charles had departed from nearly half a year ago.

Her musings allowed herself to be in a completely different world in pertains to sounds. She remembered barely hearing Sora ask if they should be going yet. She gave a reply that probably sounded bored. Her eyes had been cautiously scanning the runway and the sky the whole time she was in her musings. She noticed that there were two planes coming in at the same time. The two planes that they had been waiting for.

With a sigh, Bunko got up from her chair. Although it would be a few minutes from the time they got unboarded to the inside of the airport, Bunko half rushed this time to where her friend had the two signs.

"The planes were just about to touch down on the runway when I decided to bounce over here." Bunko huffed slightly, since she was not used to her fast paced walking.

Charles's POV

On his own private plane on the way to the Bahamas, a certain criminal had been summoned to the Imperial Tsuji Courts, or in other words the first Tsuji mansion. The flight had lasted over 24 hours. He did have a lot of work to do during the flight which he only did about 50 per cent , as well as the fact that he did sleep at some point. However, the remainder of that time was spent thinking about the last six months.

These last six months have been pretty good, aside from that small mishap three months ago. I managed to get myself acquainted with Haruhi again. I was just trying to mess with her the entire time I was there. I knew that I would not be the man for her. I wonder if she really does like one of those idiots in that club of hers, although she has yet to realize it. Oh well. Not that I care.

I love Bunko-chan. She actually likes the things I do for her, and would jump at anything I suggest. But, she probably is going to be mad that I never did call her once in the last six months. I am her boyfriend after all. I guess I am going to be taking whatever she decides as a punishment later.

I was rudely pulled out of my thoughts when I heard the pilot say that we had reached out destination. We were starting our descent. I had not even gotten changed, since it was required of me to be in a tuxedo and be well groomed when I walked out of the plane. I just figured I would do it soon.

Of course, the tuxedo was black and white, though I did have a red tie. I wondered why the person who told my own chartered plane to come get me had the tie in there. I shrugged. As per the instructions given to me, I was to leave any commoner style clothing on the plane, which I gladly did.

I got off my plane and walked towards the gate.