A/N - I have no excuse for this late update. I just haven't felt like writing until now. But I will be uploading a lot today.


Mitsu stared at herself in the mirror, smiling at the familiar, yet ugly uniform she was wearing. It took another week, but she was able to transfer back to Ouran without the need of her scholarship, much to her Yuusuke and the rest of Class B's chagrin. They made sure to give her a proper sendoff, exchanged phone numbers, and made a plan to go karaoke every Friday. Of course, Kyoya was a little skeptical, buy allowed it. Said man approached her from behind, in his own uniform, and pressed a kiss to her cheek.

"You're back where you belong."

"I know, but imagine how everyone's gonna react when we get there. And Haruhi, too."

"They're gonna overcompensate and try to earn your forgiveness."

"I'm too tired to be mad at everyone. It was my family's fault anyway. I was asking for it."

"Yes, well it goes to show who your true friends are. I still can't believe you still love me after that."

"Hush. I will always love you. You're my only."

"Same with you."

"Just don't fuck up, otherwise Takashi will be my only."

He growled at the mention of his name, and made quick work on her neck, suckling a new hickey onto her skin. His hands were already underneath her frilly dress, slipping off her panties. "I hope you won't mention that name again."

Her breath hitched at his possessive tone. "Hmm..." She gasped at the sneaky finger stroking her folds. "Kyoya, we're gonna be late."

"I'll be quick, don't worry. But, I must have you. Now."

She growled, but couldn't deny the need she possessed. It had been a while since they last indulged themselves, and she had to admit that she needed him now. She pulled his head down into a heated kiss and reached behind palm the ever present bulge in his pants. "Let's hurry if we're to make it in time."


All eyes were on her, many still in disbelief that she was the granddaughter of the Fukumoto Ryuichi, and newly engaged to the youngest of the Ootoris. Many eyes were apologetic, and she was annoyed with the trend of self-loathing that everyone seemed to have adopted.

"Wow," Kaoru said, "you've really made people fear you."

"I've never seen this much regret in this school since...ever," Hikaru added.

"This is ridiculous. Everyone's terrified of me. I'm not even mad anymore," Mitsu said.

"Yeah. All that anger left when everyone found out," Haruhi said, arriving in her female uniform.

"Aww, Haruchii, you look so adorable."

"Shut up. I already know this is gonna be one of those extremely annoying days."

"Tell me about it."

And Haruhi was right. Mitsu had received apology gifts, offers to carry her bag, various invitations to extravagant events, and much more. Every student was trying to dote on her. Club was the busiest it has ever been since she and Kyoya had been requested by guests of both genders. By that point, she had lost her patience.

"ENOUGH!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at her in worry. "Did we do something wrong?" one male guest asked.

"We're sorry, we'll fix it-"

"Yeah, we promise to be better!"

She sighed at their words. "No. Just stop. Everything. I get that you're sorry for believing that rumor and shunning me, but I don't need all of this as an apology. Just talking to you all, being treated like I was before all of this happened...that's apology enough. I'm not even mad at you guys anymore. I don't hold grudges...at least for long. So, all of you can stop apologizing. I don't know about him, but I've forgiven you a while ago."

They all stared at her in surprise...and with tears brimming their eyes. "It's not fair Ootori gets to marry you!" a nameless boy shouted. And they laughed and cried, all rushing to her for a hug. The students of Ouran weren't known for particularly being close with everyone else, but that changed with Mitsu's kind and loving words. Everyone had become close like family.

Once that was settled, everything returned to normal. The positive energy that had once flowed through the Host Club has returned. As activities were coming to a close, the doors opened to reveal the all too familiar and infuriating face of Ryuko. Mitsu and Kyoya were not pleased.

"I thought we banned you," Mitsu said.

"No, you banned daddy. Now, you and I have to talk."

The brunette glared at her, but agreed, leading her to her usual spot while her other guests left to give them some semblance of privacy. Kyoya was about to join them, but she held her hand up, making him stay put. "Speak."

"Ooh, bold are we? Just because you have everyone wrapped your little finger doesn't mean shit."

"I do not. They made the choice to remain friends with me. Now, I assume you have a legitimate for coming to annoy me?"

Ryuko smirked and pulled out her phone to a play video for the brunette. The content of said video shocked Mitsu to her very core. Her mother, daughter, and grandparents were being held at gunpoint, all of them sporting evidence of a nasty beating. She sucked in a breath, trying to calm her raging nerves, but instead, snatched the phone and hurled it past her enemy's head and to the wall behind her, smashing it. The noise startled everyone and drew their attention, but she didn't care. Then, she laughed. It was real, angry, and condescending. "You are an idiot."

"Wh-What? Why are you laughing?"

"You went to yakuza?"

"H-Huh?"

"Don't play stupid. You went to yakuza to put me down. You're ridiculous. But, it's not a matter of who you went, it's a matter of how. You see, it would've been smart if you chose less familiar faces. But, you used his most notorious underlings."

"You can't prove that."

"You really should learn how to clean up your tracks after you use my accounts. The emails and phone calls were traced back to your computer and phone."

It was then that Kyoya decided to break his silence. "We've been investigating you. And we checked with the journalist that told the story. It was quite easy, she opened pretty quickly once we threw a wad of cash at her. She pretty much screamed that you were the one that started it. My, my, you were pretty confident in our stupidity, huh?"

"B-But...this was for you! I was supposed to be with you, not her!"

"You've lost, Ryuko. There's nothing left for you."

"You're out of options," Mitsu said. "Tell me where they are."

"I'd rather die."

"Ooh, don't tempt fate now." She jumped and made a break for the door, but Mitsu was faster and caught her, pinning her to the floor. Little did she realize that she pretty much sent a shock arousal to her fiance and oddly enough, Mori, who had been watching. "Where...are...they?" The culprit was silent, bringing a groan frustration form her. So, she pulled out her phone and called the only person who would talk.

"Hello?"

"Hello, father."

"Mitsu? Why are you calling me?"

"Where are they?"

"Who? What are you talking about?"

"My family. Mom, grandfather, grandmother, Hiromi."

"Fuck..."

"'Fuck' is correct, especially if you don't cooperate."

"Who has them?"

"Gondou and Hyudou."

"My god, Ryuko's an idiot."

"Tell me about it."

"They own a club in the Kanto district. Called 'Devilish Charm'. They gotta be there. They don't take anyone anywhere else the place is big enough to hide them."

"Alright, thanks. Oh, I'm gonna need to have a word with you in a couple of days. I'll be at your place at noon. Be prepared."

"Y-Yes..."

She hung up and stared at the offender. "'Devilish Charm', huh?"

Ryuko froze and growled, aware that she lost. "You don't know who you're messing with-"

"No, you don't know who you're messing with. You went and talked to Asami? Really?"

"Y-You know him...?"

"The bastard terrorized my neighborhood, of course I do. And you played with fire."

"You only have an hour before they kill them."

"I only need fifteen. Kyoya, call your family police. Someone holds onto this bitch, and the rest, to the club with the district police. I'll go along."

Kyoya touched her shoulder. "I'm coming-"

"No, this is yakuza. I won't let you."

"But, Hiromi..."

"Will be in your arms soon. You stay with the bitch. I'm gonna Honey and Takashi."

"Mitsu, what about you?"

"Don't worry about me." She dialed another number. "Kahoko, code red. Bring the others. I repeat, code red."

"I'll lend Shiro," Touma offered. "Just make sure you all make it back alive. Morinozuka, you better protect her."

"You know I will," he said.

"Mitsu," Haruhi said. "I need you back."

"I know." She hugged her, then went to kiss Kyoya. "I'll bring our daughter back. I promise."

"You won't make it!" Ryuko sneered.

She only growled. "Someone tie her up!"

"On it!" the twins said.

"You can't do this to me!"

"Gag her, too."


Mitsu and Mori led the raid, entering the club with the rest of the police close behind. The hosts and guests were shocked and terrified, but complied to their orders. One directed them to the back room, where the owners' office was located. Listening for noise, she made the captains of both police teams check the other doors, and on her command, they busted through each, all finding nothing.

"Clear!" one said.

"Clear here, too!" another added.

"Got nothing here," Mitsu growled. She looked around the room, finding nothing out of the ordinary, until she turned to the liquor cabinet, noticing something off about it. "Hello, what do we have here?"

"What is it, Mitsu-chan," Honey asked.

"Only one bottle is real. The rest are for show."

"How do you know?"

She tapped the bottle. "This is the only one with fingerprints. The rest are clean." She tapped the rest. "They're plastic and most likely empty."

"Help me push this," Mori said. And they did just that, revealing a stairwell leading downstairs. Mitsu swiftly but quietly headed down, only to find herself in a corridor. The air was silent except for a faint...

Scratching? She nodded towards her seniors and they followed the sound to the end of the corridor, where they located a room and the two kidnappers. She caught sight of her family, specifically Hiromi, who was clawing at the floor. This made her blood boil.

"Let's just do it," Gondou said.

"No, they still have forty-five minutes."

"You know it takes forever to get the police and SWAT team ready and over here. Besides, Ryuko-san wasn't gonna tell that Fukumoto bitch where we are. They don't know."

"But, the kid..."

"Who cares? You know...she's pretty cute. She'd fetch a hefty price."

"Gondou!"

"She's worth more than the others. And no one would miss her. Her old man's behind bars."

Mitsu eyed Mori, her eyes aflame with rage, but he shook his head, holding up a hand.

"Don't-"

"Shut the fuck up, you're no better. You wanted the money, too. Let's just kill the older ones. Nice and slow."

Mori nodded and Mitsu was in, gun ready. "FREEZE!"

The underlings held up their hands, both in shock that they were found so quickly. However, Gondou wasn't going to go down so easily. He made mive towards Mai and Mitsu shot him in the shoulder, than the side, immobilising him. Hyudou, on the other hand, cooperated and allowed his apprehension. The first year went to the brute, who was writhing in pain, and looked him in the eye.

"You bi-"

"Shut the fuck up, it's just a flesh wound. You're lucky you're not dead." She then turned to her family, who had been released from their bindings, and was instantly enveloped in an embrace. She received kisses and tears, but returned them tenfold to Hiromi. "You were so strong. You didn't even cry until I got you. I would nevee have found you if you weren't scratching."

"I'm just glad you're here, mama."

"Me too, baby." After they headed back upstairs, Mitsu called Kyoya.

"Mitsu..."

"They're safe now. I got them. They're heading to the hospital for their wounds though."

"Thank god."

"Hiromi was so brave. Not a single tear shed."

"That's our girl."

"Lemme talk to her."

Ryuko was put on the phone. "What?"

"Checkmate. Your boyfriends are in cuffs and I saved my family. In fifteen minutes."

"Y-You-"

"This is checkmate."