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Lifetime Continues

Chapter 29 Day of the Lawyers Part 2


Haruhi's POV

Feeling a hand suddenly rest against mine, causes my head to slowly clear .My startled eyes glance over to my hand. With the sound of a throat being cleared my eyes look up, seeing my uncle, who discreetly motions his head forward? Following my uncle's subtle suggestion I quickly turn my head, catching sight of a beautiful older women with sprigs of vivid flowers decorating her elaborately swept up hair. The slender elegant woman is dressed in a beautiful bright blue kimono, and is surrounded by a dozen men and women dressed in dark suits.

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It wasn't a minute later when I notice a fashionable Yuzuha and her husband entering the room. No one would blame me if I was suddenly caught staring .Hell, all eyes stared blankly on the visually stunning woman. Her simple yet, gorgeous yellow wraparound dress catches even my untrained eye. The way the pleaded skirt playfully flared out around her slender strolling legs is somewhat mesmerizing to the eye. Her normally silk like ginger hair is elegantly tucked under a wide brimmed hat. Her sparkling golden eyes playfully peek out from the brim of her hat, catching my unblinking ones with a small discreet smile. With her hand confidently wrapped around her husband's offered arm she wiggles her fingers in my direction. Noticing her discreet action causes my lips to widen in a delighted smile. After a moment my curious eyes flash back to the older women, realizing for the first time I was seeing my savior…my adoptive mother.

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Yuzuha seemed to notice this, as she begins to rapidly blink away emerging tears. Her husband pulled her discreetly closer, until she nodded her head, causing him to once more step away. I noticed the twins shared the strong Hitachiin traits of ginger hair and golden catlike eyes with their mother and grandmother. However, other than these two striking traits the twins clearly take after their father. Their chiseled jaw, masculine face, and broad shoulders were definitely inherited by their handsome father.

My uncle clears his throat, causing me to look away from the door. With a raised eyebrow he slides his eyes towards the file that rests neatly in front of me. Silently warning me not to watch too closely, causing me to awkwardly turn my attention to the black folder, before begrudgingly flipping it open. Letting out a frustrated huff as I slide the thick stack of legal papers out of the black folder. Knowing I should be grateful the dictionary like contract had been cut down a tenth of its original size. Although I still somewhat cringed at the stack of papers, knowing all too well, this was going to be a very looooong day.

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My uncle discreetly clears his throat once more, calling my attention to his held out hand. I lift my eyes towards my uncle as he stands from his seat, while giving me a kind reassuring smile. Cautiously taking my uncle's offered hand while he gracefully pulls out my seat with his free hand.

Once standing upright my almost gaping lips suddenly take in a sharp breath as my eyes fall forward. I finally, see my Bewildered Knight standing just twelve feet in front of me, across the heavily polished conference table. The handsome ginger headed man is dressed in a dark blue kimono which perfectly hangs off his masculine shoulders. I could feel my fingers twitch at my sides, it's almost like they were being beckoned by his thick blazing locks. The odd feeling caused me to hastily throw my hands behind my back. Hika styled his hair a bit messed at the top, but compared to his usual style it was tame in comparison and framed his golden flaming eyes beautifully. The inside of my chest felt like it was being simultaneously twisted around itself while caught in a scorching flame, as my wide chocolate eyes are caught in his liquid molten ones. More than a little embarrassed I wanted to awkwardly drop my eyes from his but I just couldn't. I wasn't sure how much time passed as I stood there like an idiot …. That is until I hear a clearing of throat.

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Coming to my senses, I quickly advert my eyes away from his as I search for the origin of the cleared throat. Finding Yuzuha playfully smirking across from me, while Hikaru's head sharply turns towards his mother, giving her a clear and irritated look. The action cause a burst of small chuckles to rumble around the very end of the conference table by our amused elders. My eyes once more catch sight of Hikaru's golden eyes sliding in my direction, causing both of us to awkwardly look away. My warming pink cheeks are now bright burning crimson as it set off another round of discreet chuckles from both sides of the table. I couldn't help notice the elder Hitachiin woman and my uncle share a knowing look, which only causes my cheeks to practically burst into flames.

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Feeling a hand rest on my shoulder causes my eyes to blink over to my uncle. He looks ahead, informing me the meeting is ready to commence. Unfortunately this meant the beginning of a rather long line of introductions. After being thoroughly taught by my demon like cousin on the strict formalities of business I couldn't help but inwardly cringing knowing what comes next. Watching all the participants each stand in front of their counterparts, and of course mine just happens to be the Bewildered Knight. When the entire table bows towards their counterpart I awkwardly lift my eyes to his for a short instant, just enough time to show the proper respect. However I uncomfortably find, even the slightest glance from his golden eyes cause my cheeks to warm.

A little later…

Once seated, I kept my eyes away from the ginger, and on the long tedious meeting. Well, okay, I may have peeked a couple of times. He seemed to be entertaining himself with something he was intently working on. The sight somewhat reminded me of a child quietly coloring next to his chatting parents in a restaurant, while patiently waiting to be served. He only managed to raise the eyebrows of the people sitting around him once during the first half of the meeting. He seemed to get upset and without even realizing it, he audibly grumbled to himself, while dramatically crumpling a piece of paper into a small ball, before carelessly lobbing it over his shoulder. Once he noticed a sharp look from his grandmother he realized what had happened causing the ginger to awkwardly mouth the word "sorry" while uncomfortably clearing his throat and going back to his work.

Of course, I really can't blame him, both are wishes were meticulously detailed in the legal documents that remained, so there really wasn't much either of us needed to pay attention to. Plagued with sheer boredom my eyes discreetly travel around the hectic and demanding table. I let out a frustrated huff as Tamaki's emotional words haunted my head.

"No family. No contracts. Just me. I'm just a man, baring my soul to the woman, I love."

Seeing the boisterous circus in front of me, caused me to question the entire process. Isn't it supposed to be breath takingly simple? Two people simply confess their love for one another? Only to later pledge their entire being to each other, in front of familiar witnessing eyes. It didn't seem nessicary to be involved in what currently is playing out before me. Of course both Yuzuha and my uncle said the process is in place to protect your loved ones, Of course, then you have to ask yourself, why would you need to be protected from someone who supposedly loves you?

Pushing the unproductive thought from my head, my eyes glance over, seeing Hikaru's grandmother sitting across from my uncle and next to my busy counterpart. I couldn't help notice, the elder woman's wide confident expression firmly placed on her face, like she should have canary yellow feathers drifting from her proud smirking lips. She obviously felt smug about something.

My bored eyes once more travel around the massive room, until they fall back to a extend row of gleaming windows. Suddenly another thought danced across my mind.

"…That day, I want you to walk out of the meeting, and enter into this car."

My wandering eyes stared out the glass window, seeing swirling white clouds reflect against the neighboring glass towers, wondering if Tamaki's white limo is parked far below. My bored eyes fell on the crisp blue sky peeking around the glass structure, finding my mind slowly drifting with the puffs of fluffy white.


Flashback …

"Hikaru, mom's waiting… we better let her get ready." A hand reaches out and grabs hold of another.

The small hand roughly wiggles out from the other, before diving deep into a blue jean's pocket. The tiny hand pulls something from the pocket, hidden underneath tightly curled fingers. Suddenly I felt someone gently place something hard in the palm of my hand causing my curious eyes to glance towards my tiny fingers. Before I can see what it is, the small hand, about the same size as mine, folds my fingers around the metal object. My sorrowful eyes stare at my folded fingers, until something warm lightly presses against my cheek. My emotional wide eyes quickly glance up, just in enough time to see a blushing five-year boy jerk his shocked twin towards the door. The ginger headed boy stops before the door, awkwardly calling out with his back towards me. "I want that back. Ok? It's my favorite."

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Unconsciously my fingers lightly touch the tingling patch of skin, as I stand in the middle of the morning lit room, starring at the ginger headed boy. My rapidly beating heart caused my attention to break from the ginger as my stunned eyes drift back to my curled over fingers. Slowly pulling back each finger, one by one, until a shiny blue racecar is revealed in my tiny palm. My concerned eyes flash up towards the door. "Hikaru, you shouldn't give me this …here have it back. " I swiftly throw out my hand towards the two five-year-old twins.

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With his hand and eyes set on the doorknob. He shakes his head. "No…it's no big deal. It's just a toy car. Kaoru and I have hundreds of them. It's alright… just make sure you give it back to me, the next time you see me. Ok?"

My chocolate eyes fall to my held out hand, seeing the light from the window shimmer against the metallic blue paint of the polished toy car. Quickly glancing up to my ginger headed friend before cautiously nodding my head. "Alright, Hika."

With the nod of my head Hika opens the door, allowing both them to leave. "Bye, Haru see ya." Both boys yell out.

Lifting my free hand, forcing a smile while waving towards the twin boys. "Yeah, bye guys." Watching the door close my watering eyes slide over to my waving hand causing a heavy feeling to press down on my chest.

The door suddenly opens with Hika's head popping from it. "Haru, do you remember that favor I asked from you, yesterday?" The ginger headed boy asks with depressed eyes."

Finding my hand still held up in the air I swiftly drop it to my side, while nodding my head. "Yes, Hika, I remember."

"Remember what you promised me… I will be very upset with you if you break your promise." Speaking firmly with a sad smile.

Seeing the boy's expression causes that odd heavy feeling to roughly crash against my chest while I cautiously nod my head.

Hika sharply nods his head, before softly closing the door. Starring at the stark white door I begin to feel tears sliding down my cheeks. Feeling the cold metal beneath my fingers I bring Hika's little blue car up to my tearing eyes. Seeing the tiny car held between my fingers causes the heavy feeling to slowly dissipate. I couldn't help but bring it close to my rapidly beating chest as I thought about the older twin.

End of Flashback …12 years ago, the day my mother died.


Flashback…

"Fujioka-san." A voice calls my attention, causing my panicked chocolate eyes to lift from the floor. Only to see my precious red and gold tin being held out by a teen with familiar cat like eyes. Seeing the item my eyes grow wide and bright as I let out a relieved sigh.

"Oh thank you Hitachiin–san, you found it! I don't know what I would have done if I had lost it." I quickly snatch up the item from his fingers. Feeling a bit self-conscious with my abnormal attraction for the tin, I awkwardly lift a hand to my hair, tucking it behind my ear. My heart beats rapidly as my eyes nervously catch his intoxicating pools of molten gold. Not being able to tear my eyes from his, I attempt to explain to the handsome ginger teen." Uh well, it's nothing really of any value. "I awkwardly gesturing to the can.

However, a warm tender feeling causes my eyes to fall towards the tin. "Well, except to me… I've been holding on to it for a really long time, since before I can remember."

The almost adoring feeling causes a doting smile to grow on my lips, as I think about my precious blue car tucked safely, inside the tin. "In fact I've had this feeling, that it doesn't really belong to me and I'm supposed to keep it safe… so that's what I do." I consciously pulling the tin close to my rapidly beating chest.

.The first time I met Hikaru, after 12 long years.

End of Haruhi's first day at Ouran flashback…mouths earlier.

My dazed head slowly clears, finding my tearing eyes staring out the conference room's window. Feeling my fingers lightly brush against my wet cheek, while remembering the bittersweet kiss. My heart rapidly pounds in my chest, while my stunned eyes abruptly gaze across the table. Finding a dumbfounded ginger man, confused with round eyes staring back at me.

.As shocked whispered words fall from my lips. "It's yours!"

End of Haruhi's POV


Hikaru's POV …Earlier today.

Damn, I really wish Kao was here; he would have at least made this whole thing a little more bearable or at least kept me from looking like a complete ass…..On second thought he teamed up with mom during that one dinner with Haru and had a rip roaring riot at my expense. I don't think I could handle that, hell, it's taking everything I have at the moment not to frantically sprint to the restroom with my hand hastily covering my mouth. Ever since I stepped in the room, I have felt like I am suffering from some horrible illness. My face literally feels like it's on fire, as beads of sweat are pouring from who know where under my heavy silk Kimono.

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After all it's not every day your very happiness is teetering on the very edge of a bottomless abyss. Okay, that was a bit overly dramatic, but that is somewhat how it felt like. I'm precariously teetering on very edge of cliff with a simple yes or no answer from the woman I love ….and at the moment, I felt like she would no sooner say yes to me then shove me off the cliff any second, and it was making me sick.

As long as my head and eyes remained glued on my work, and away from the Forgetful Princess my twisting stomach didn't feel like empting all over the busy conference table. Wondering if the ambitious shadow family would consider the nauseating action a deal breaker or not? Figuring in order to keep the extremely important negotiations going I'm in desperate need for a distraction. Deciding I could easily kill two birds with one stone I dive deeply into my mother's upcoming assignment.

A little later…

My practiced hand effortlessly glides across my pad of paper. First making a basic outline of a figure, second adding sweeping lines to the petite figure. A small smile emerged on my lips as the assignment was slowly coming to together. So much so I started to add color and shading to the design. I could feel my mother's curious eyes burning next to me, intently watching my hands with every added detail. Until she discreetly leaned over to whisper in my ear. "Oh Baby Blu, that's gorgeous, but aren't you jumping ahead a bit, the meeting isn't even over yet. Besides, I wouldn't use such a plunging neckline for her."

"I'm sorry? " I turned my head, a bit confused, as I wasn't designing for any particular person.

My mother once more whispers in my ear. "I'm not sure Haruhi would wear a dress with such a plunging neckline. Besides Baby Blu I'm pretty sure it's unlucky for the groom to design her dress." My mother giggles, "Don't worry Kaoru and I have years to come up with the perfect design. I promise she'll look stunning."

A bit confused at what the hell my mother was going on about my golden eyes immediately bounce over to my sketch, until they grow round and stunned with the single sight of my assignment. I had unconsciously drawn the Forgetful Princess in a certain formal gown. Recognizing what I had just done I begin to curse at myself while madly crumpling the design in the tiniest paper ball, before huffing it far away from me. Grandmother shared a sharp warning look in my direction, causing me to suddenly realize I was in a conference room full of lawyers and the Shadow king's demon father. I couldn't help but awkwardly mouth an apology towards my grandmother before sinking further into my chair ….Damn, this is going to be a looonnng meeting.

A little later...

I was feeling somewhat more like myself after my grandmother slipped me a few hard butterscotch candies. Now only suffering the occasional jittery knee bouncing under the table, I could even slide my curious eyes over, occasionally peeking at the beautiful Forgetful Princess. I could tell she was making every attempt at looking interested although her chocolate eyes would soon drift across the room, towards the window. After the third hour of lawyers, aimlessly pratting on your eyes begin to glaze over. Add the fact their sometimes pratting on about extremely personal and embarrassing issues, and your mind will tend to drift for just defensive purposes.

Like, arguing the merits of wearing a certain kind of underwear. Who the hell would argue about something like that, and in public, no less? Only the damn Shadow family could be this thorough. While my mind is inwardly cursing Kyoya's family I slowly drift to another time…. another place.


Flashback…Several weeks ago.

Deciding it would be better to wait outside for the car. There is no telling what that evil woman would "request" from me for her own wicked amusement. Perched on my grandmother's marbled front steps I gradually take in a deep breath. The chilled spring air swirled in my lungs, before allowing the air to blow pass my lips. I lean back on my hands, allowing my tensed shoulders to drop. It had been quite a day. Hell, if I asked Kao, he would say it has been quite a few weeks….

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Taking in another breath, causing my chest to rise and fall with the calming action. My golden eyes lifted to the night sky before begrudgingly falling to the thick legal envelope, lying next to me. Figuring it wouldn't hurt to get started….Knowing the Ootori's it would be painfully boring and not to mention overly extensive. Reaching out a hand until something else draws my attention…Something pink.

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My curiosity burns at the sight, extending my shaky fingers, carefully picking up the aged envelope that's only addressed to me. Taking in a sharp cool breath as my golden eyes study the smudged "Hikaru Hitachiin" carefully written across the delicate faded paper. Letting out a long breath of chilled nightly air from my lips as my finger carefully breaks the partially glued envelope, unfolding the single sheet of paper inside.

Hikaru-kun,

Hello, dear sweet boy, I don't really know where to begin, you were so young at the time, I'm unsure if you'll even remember me. Perhaps, I should start with who I am. My name is KotokoOotori, your mother and I met when we were very young, during grade school. I was immediately drawn to her natural love of life, her outspoken personality, and genius creativity .Quite simply, everything… I am not.

Although your mother and I were born to the same world, we were raised drastically different. I will be eternally grateful for the love and compassion your amazing family showed to a dull, bookish, emotionally repressed girl…..and for what I am about to ask from you, Hikaru Hitachiin.

I remember the day, you, and Kaoru first met my Haruhi. You were barely two years old, and your one passion in life was to relentlessly torment the staff with frogs and water balloons. At first you wanted nothing to do with my daughter. In fact you were jealous of your mother even holding her. Your mother and I started to think a friendship between the three of you would be unlikely. However that's before a single two year old boy, proved us wrong… You Hikaru.

You walked over to my little girl and placed a small toy car in her hand, after that you sprinted off to play cars with your brother. Haruhi took one look at your wordless invitation, and sprinted after you. After that, you three were inseparable.

However, I soon noticed there was something special between you and Haruhi .At first it was just barely there, but it soon grew day by day. I am not even sure what exactly it is, perhaps some kind of natural attraction, but you have always shared it. It really would have been interesting to watch it naturally develop. Who knows, overtime it might have developed into something lasting, and beyond friendship, but I'm afraid her father and I had to steal that experience away from you…by taking her away from our world and for that I'm truly sorry.

Unlike you, Haruhi was born in a very different world, a simpler world, and for a short time, we were happy. Until one day, I unfortunately learned our world will never let go of my daughter. And that leads me to what I am asking from you….

I would like for you to watch over my only daughter, in my stead, as her partner in life. Guide her into the ways of the world, you and I grew up in. Know, I do not take this request lightly, in fact, you Hikaru, are the only one I would ever ask. I leave the decision up to you. All that I ask is you please take my words under careful consideration.

Sincerely, Kotoko Fujioka

The sound of my family's car causes my head to come back to the present, only to see tiny circles of water drop on the faded paper. I carefully fold the letter before sliding it back in its envelope. Wiping my eyes while softly speaking to myself with a wide smile permanently affixed on my lips.

"….Thank you Kotoko…..for choosing just me."

End of flashback…

End of Hikaru's POV


Kaoru's POV

Six hours later….

My golden eyes quickly leap to the next page, submerging myself into the story, like this morning.

"Come on Hitachiin, how about a game of I spy, we could even dress like actual spies?" An excited voice calls from behind my book.

Well, it's almost like this morning… after the umpteenth interruption a frustrated sigh breaks from my lips. With my head gently resting on my curled fingers, "No, thank you." My golden eyes remained glued to my current page.

"All right, how about kick the can?" The rather annoying voice asks behind my book.

"With just the two of us?" Not likely." Pulling my book closer, speaking in sarcastic tone.

"Ah come on Hitachiin, you love games, and I'm soooo bored." Renge desperately grabs hold my arm, giving it a small shake while speaking in the whiniest voice, causing me to inwardly cringe after hearing it. "Please just pick one game!" Her voice turns pleading

Irritated my attention was being pulled from the story once more, I begin wonder what the hell processed me to invite the constant interruption in the first place….That is until this morning flashed in my head. The thought of my empty doorway. The doorway where my brother once stood, waiting for me.

Thinking about my missing twin caused me to let out a heavy sigh, while keeping my eyes glued to my book. "Renge, what happened to your giant bag of Manga we picked up from that otaku temple, you call a manga store? I can't believe it was a freaking skyscraper." Shaking my head behind my book.

"What's a matter Hitachiin, are you still ticked off about getting lost?" The blonde speaks in a patronized voice.

" Jerking my head away from my book, while snapping at the blonde. "I was not lost …..I just couldn't find you. It was just endless floors of manga. You really need to stick with your party! It took forever to find you."

"I said I was sorry, "I don't see what the big deal is?" Renge shrugs shoulders, "After all, you were found… soon or later." Quietly speaking the last part to herself.

Drawing in a sharp breath, taken back for what the mixed up blonde just said. "Yeah, that's because you conducted a massive search with store's employees! Do you have any idea how embarrassed I was?!"Lifting my hand to slap my dropped head, letting out exasperated sigh. "I felt like a five year old, are you taking pointers from Tamaki?"

"Well, no, not exactly, but I do remember him doing the same thing when the club lost Kyoya." She happily giggled

"Yeah well, if you actually knew what the Shadow King did to the Boss, you wouldn't think it was so funny."

Her smile melted into a concerned face. "Was it awful?"

"After club hours, behind closed doors…frightening." Turning my head back to the pages, hiding a teasing smile.

"Really?" Stunned from my words.

"You'd be surprised …..Now, if you don't mind…" I trailing off, while diving back into my book.

"Yeah but..."

"Just keep yourself busy with one of the mangas we picked up, before coming here …You can't possibly have read all of them." Speaking from behind my book.

"Well no, I haven't read all of them."

"So, how many have you read?"

"Well this is actually, sort of …my first one." Awkwardly speaking

I roll my eyes from behind my book. "Renege."

She grabs my arm shaking it. "Hitachiin, it's just so boring …I can't just sit here, it's driving me crazy!"

"I warned you," Sliding my golden eyes from my book

"Yeah, yeah tell me something I don't know." Renge grumbles to herself while reaching up, lacing fingers behind her head.

Chuckling to myself as her grumbling behavior reminds me of someone close. "Look, it shouldn't be much longer, just concentrate on one Manga." Picking up the paperback book next to her, handing it to the bored blonde. "Finish this, then I'll play a game of I spy with you."

Renge happily grabs the book, hugging it to her chest. "Really!"

I nod my head with a chuckle. "Yeah, but no more interruptions," I quickly lift my book between the two us." I would really like to at least finish this chapter. Does that seem fair?" Giving Renge her a teasing smile.

She quickly opens her manga, nodding her head with excitement. "Alright, no more interruptions!"

I happily nod to myself, seeing the excited blond dive deep into the pages of the manga. With Renge finally distracted my eyes slide back to my book. I let out a relieved sigh, as I slowly submerge into the story.

However, as soon as I did my attention is drawn to a burly bodyguard standing in front of a pair of massive doors. The intimidating man holds his hand to his earpiece, giving a sharp nod to his partner. Noticing what is playing out in front of me, I gently nudge the irritating otaku with my elbow. "Psst, Renge."

Rolling my eyes as the bothersome girl chooses now to be wrapped up in her manga, and completely ignores me. I quickly lifting from my seat, causing Renge to abruptly fall back against the crimson couch "Ahgg! Darn you Hitachiin, warn a girl next time!" She lets out a surprised scream while kicking her feet in the air.

"I did, you weren't paying attention." Dryly replying to the blonde, without even looking back. I quickly brush off the imaginary dust from my chunky knitted sweater before forcing a wide smile on my lips. Making sure, I firmly mask my selfish expression for my twin's impending joyful status. No matter how miserable I get without my twin, the only thing Hika will ever see is my boundless happiness for him…... He has been through too much, and deserves to be happy.

The gilded doors suddenly swing open, just before Kyoya's father coolly steps through it, giving me a polite nod of his head while surrounded by dark suited bodyguards. "Hitachiin-san."

I respectfully nod my head towards the intimidating top five member. "Ootori-sama." While adjusting his leathered gloves my eyes curiously watch the man's glasses flash towards the oblivious blonde behind me. "Good evening, sir."

A smirk slowly disappears from his lips as he clears his throat. "Oh yes, good evening, Hitachiin-san." He nods his head before quickly blurring pass me.

I turn my attention to the door to see my parents and grandmother slowly make their way out the conference room. My face turns a bit confused noticing my twin is missing, as I briefly weed my way through my family's legal team. "Where's Hika?"

My mother gently pulls me into a hug, burying her face in my shoulder. "Ah Kaoru, sweetie, you should probably come with us. Your brother wants to be left alone, for now."

Feeling, my mother's hand softly rub against the back of my head. "Mom?"

She pulls away, but keeps her fallen head down as my father pulls her in close. "Come home, Kaoru. I'm sure your brother will be home when he's ready."

"No ma'am, I'd rather wait for Hika." I adamantly shaking my head, stepping away from my family.

She lets out a heavy sigh, "Alright Lil Pumpkin, I'll be at the Bunkyo estate, if you need to talk." My mother lightly touches my cheek before dropping her hand. After that, my father slides a hand to my mother's lower back, guiding her towards the exit. I was a bit surprised my grandmother did not say a word to me. After all, with Hika now officially off the market, it was only a matter of time...until I sadly face my own impending future.

My wide golden eyes blinked in surprise, as I watch a breathtaking Haru dressed in a stunning red silk Furisode quickly rush from the room. My well-placed smile soon falls as the girl, surrounded by dark suited guards' whirls right past me, without a single word exchanged. Watching her hastily make her way to the lobby causes me to lift my hand, as I scratch my confused ginger head. Bursts of several boisterous legal teams quickly rush through the door as a chorus of "Hitachiin-sama's and nodding heads whiz past me." The massive corridor slowly submerges into silence, finding myself standing a few feet from the empty doorway.

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Hearing every excruciating second echo in my ears until a single pair of footsteps shatters the prolonged silence. However, my heart quickly sinks in my chest, seeing my twin slowly drag his feet through the deserted doorway. His golden eyes urgently search out for mine, while reaching out and desperately throwing his arms around me. He rests his forehead on my shoulder, as broken words barely fall from his lips.

"Well, at least we can say….. We tried."

Kaoru's POV

End of chapter


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