Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran or any characters.

Genji and Fusao:

"Why in the world did you give up a career in karate to do THIS?" Genji asked his twin brother.

At the moment Fusao was puzzling over a Computer Table. The screen was filled with letters, newspaper articles, photos, and videos. Fusao was touching the screen and moving things around as he attempted to put together the clues for his new expose. Fusao looked up at his brother standing in the doorway. "Because this is always a mystery, I'm continually pushed to improve myself. With karate I was the best there could be by the time I reached college. It was boring."

"Boring? What do you mean boring? Every match is a challenge, every practice pushes you farther. How could that be boring?" Genji asked in shock.

"Genji, if you only came to the US to make fun of my new profession instead of helping me then you can just fly on back to Japan." Fusao turned his back on his brother and put all of his attention back into his investigation.

Genji's eyes narrowed. He did not like being ignored.

A second later Fusao was being thrown across the room by Genji. Fusao landed in a roll and was back on his feet in a second. As he put his back to the wall and faced his brother he ordered "Computer, hide furniture." Immediately all of the furniture in the room retreated into the wall or floor, including the Computer Table.

Genji looked around and grinned, "Nice, I'd love to have this for my bedroom back home."

Fusao and Genji began circling each other as Fusao replied, "It can only be put in new buildings. I don't think mom and dad would like you tearing down the mansion."

"True." Genji stated before lunging at Fusao. The fight lasted about half an hour, by that time they called a truce. There was no way one of them could outfight the other using Haninozuka style. If they stuck to kendo, Genji would win. If they fought with karate, Fusao would win. With no ground rules though they used Haninozuka style, which they were both skilled with, only their father could beat them fighting with the Haninozuka style.

The two of them lay panting on the floor as they tried to regain their breath. "Fusao, what did you want with me anyway?"

"I'm about to crack this case wide open and I need backup for this next part. I need to make a phone call to be sure the coast is clear. Even if it seems that way though it might not be, which is where you come in." Fusao answered as he climbed back up to his feet before ordering, "Computer, show furniture."

Genji plopped down on the couch as soon as it reappeared. As soon as he sat down he pulled out his uPad and began surfing the internet.

Fusao pulled out his phone and started up the scrambler app. As soon it was running and entered the number for the condo complex. He had to make sure the office was empty before he went there. He didn't want anyone asking questions.

After the second ring someone answered, "Thank you for calling Hitacon Call Center, this is Nicole speaking, may I take a message for the company you are trying to reach?"

Fusao found himself being lulled by this girl's soft voice. It took him a second to find his brain again. "Yes, this is Kozo Gori; I'm trying to reach Blue Moon Condominiums."

"I'm sorry; they're closed for the evening. May I take a message?" Nicole said kindly.

"Oh? No, that's alright. I just want to know their hours. I didn't realize they were closed already." Fusao said in a rush. He didn't know why but this faceless girls voice was really getting under his skin.

"It says that Blue Moon Condominiums will open at 9am tomorrow morning. Is there anything else I can do for you?" Nicole asked.

Fusao found himself about to say no before some crazy part of his brain, the same part that made him start a career as an investigative journalist took over. "Well. Maybe…I was wondering…what time do you get off work?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone. Fusao found himself blushing. Why in the world had he asked a strange woman over the phone to go out? Fusao realized he was holding his breath when Nicole spoke. "I get off at midnight. Why?"

"Um, well, do you want to meet me after you get off for drinks somewhere?" Fusao resisted the urge to smack himself on the forehead. Right now Genji seemed to have no idea what was going on and Fusao wanted to keep it that way.

Nicole giggled over the phone, "Well, that's the first time I've been asked out because of this job. How about I meet you for coffee at Café Hika at 10am?"

"Sure! I'll meet you there!" Fusao said excitedly.

"Alright then, goodbye." Nicole then hung up.

Fusao turned off his phone with a grin on his face.

"So, who is she?" Genji asked.

"Um, she's just my coffee date tomorrow. Come on, let's go. We need to get going. There's a meeting going on tonight at the Blue Moon Condominium and if I can get pictures of everyone at it my article is set." Fusao grabbed his leather trenchcoat, thigh holster, and high performance digital camera as he headed for the door.

Genji grinned and grabbed his own thigh holster and strapped his kendo practice saber to his back. True, it wouldn't easily kill anyone, but it would sure knock them out of the fight.

The two brothers left to go collect some dirt in San Diego while a girl named Nicole wondered why in the world she had agreed to blind date with some guy from the orient.

Author's Note: Well, two of my main reviewers are named Nicole and the girl I beta for is named Nicole, so I figured I should name my next OC American Nicole. Hope y'll like this. I also wanted to show and explain why Fusao became an investigative reporter. Hope you enjoy.