I find it funny how most of you assumed it was Kyoya. (starts freaking out) is my story becoming predictable? Wait...you all guessed wrong so I guess not. Well, that just makes me look forward to the comments today...

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Tamaki freezes and drops the stuffed animal in his hand. I turn on my light even though it's still light outside.

I glare at him. "I'm only going to ask once more…why. The. Hell. Are. You. In. My. Room?"

He stares at me, gaping like a fish. Well, at least Kyoya isn't in my room. Otherwise there would be blood on the floor and that is hard to clean up.

"I'm waiting, Tamaki." I tell him impatiently.

He laughs nervously. "It's a funny story actually."

"Does it look like I'm laughing?" I ask him. I walk into my room and glare as I go to my desk. Hmm, where is my computer? I look back at the nervous blond. "Did you touch my computer?"

He shakes his head. "No, but I was looking for Kyoya and-"

That damn Otori was in my room! "Where is he now?"

"He wasn't even in here!" Tamaki protests. He shakes his head. "I got lost and ended up in your room. Please don't kill me!"

This is the boy that my Dad wants me to marry…I want to scream. Only Haruhi could handle him. I sigh and remind myself that Dad probably wouldn't be happy if I killed him. "Fine. Then will you help me look for my computer?"

"Sure!" He sounds relieved.

"Good, you look on that side of the room." I order pointing to the far side of my room. That way he will be nowhere near my closet.

He nods and starts looking under the curtains. I roll my eyes and search under my bed and dresser. Where would I have put it…? Maybe I put it in one of my desk drawers?

Just as I'm about to search Tamaki clears his throat. He looks really uncomfortable.

"Something wrong?" I ask him.

He smiles sadly. "No, nothing is wrong."

"That's BS and you know it." I mutter half to myself. I open my top drawer and to my everlasting relief I find my laptop. "I found it. You can stop looking no-" I see what he has in his hands. I hold back the look of surprise I was about to display.

"What are these?" He opens one of the books in his hands. "Did you write these?" He stops on a certain page. "This piece is really good."

"Please put that away." I tell him softly. "Or better yet throw it away." That way my siblings won't know that I still have the piano sheet music I used to write.

He frowns. "That would be a waste, Sara! I'm telling you this is really good-"

"Just throw them away!" I say sharply. "I don't want them."

Tamaki gulps. "O-okay. B-but if you don't want them…can I keep them?"

I think about it for a while as I straighten up my desk. "Just don't say where you got them and don't mention them to my siblings." Why he wants them I have no idea. But seeing as I have no use for them he might as well.

"Can I ask one more question?" He asks after a long pause.

I look at him passively and nod.

"When did you write these pieces?" He looks curious, but cautious as if he's afraid I'll snap at him.

I walk over to him and take the book he has in his hands into mine. I resist the urge to inhale the smell of the pages. This one has a pink cover. "I was eight when I wrote in this one." I pull out a blue book from under his arm. "Six." Then I the next one, green this time, out from under his arm. "Eight." I look at the yellow one. "And seven." I look at my old sheet music and then shake my head. "I don't want to…let's just get out of my room okay?"

He looks at me for a while and then puts a hand on my shoulder. "If you want to talk about it…when you want to, you can come to me okay?"

That's a really nice offer, but I doubt that I'll actually take it up. "Thank you, but can we please get out of here? Sakura is asleep in her room."

"Of course!" He turns back into his bubbly self and practically bounces out of the room.

I sigh deeply and look up at the ceiling. I really don't know why, but for some reason it calms me. Maybe I'm comforted by the thought of someone up there actually watching the craziness I go through and is giving me support. Huh. I never thought I would be the religious type…

I hold my computer close to my chest as I close my bedroom and door and head downstairs.

I hear a loud crash before I'm half-way down the stairs.

"IT WASN'T US!" I hear two voices yell.

I sigh and hear my brother shout. "What the bloody hell? BLOODY GITS BROKE MY TROPHY CASE!" He must be really angry if started yelling in English. "SARA I'M GOING TO USE YOUR WEAPONS!"

I run over to the sound of his voice. Sounds like they are in the trophy room.

"What is he even saying?" The twins ask.

I almost slide past the room. "It means you better run if you value your life."

They turn around and their eyes widen. "Is that yours too?"

I shake my head and see that my brother has disappeared. "No, but if I heard correctly, he went to go find my weapons…"

"You have weapons in your house? Who has that?"

"Probably Mori and Hunny-sempai. I use them for Judo training." I frown. "And I just got them sharpened." I look back at the trophy case and frown. The glass is everywhere. Luckily Stephen had his trophies sent out for polishing yesterday. Otherwise he might actually have killed the twins.

"You WHAT?" They yelp in fear.

"If you clean it up and promise to buy him a new one, he'll probably forgive you."

"PROBABLY?"

"Yelling is just going to help him find you." I inform them.

"What did you do to my brother's prized trophy case?" Suzette appears in the doorway with her eyes wide. "Oh, he will kill you."

"We know!" The twins say with sighs.

"Why won't you two tell him to not kill us?" I think that was Hikaru. He seems to be looking meaningfully at my sister.

She smirks. "No, it will be a pleasure to see your demise. That way you can stop bothering me."

I raise an eyebrow. "Just do what I said and we'll try to keep him from murdering you."

"But where are the cleaning supplies?" Kaoru asks.

"And what if we cut ourselves?" Hikaru adds.

"Not our problem." Suzette and I say before leaving the room.

"BUT-" They start.

"He can find you if you yell." I remind them. They're silent after that. I catch a maid heading down the hallway. "Please give them a broom and anything else they may need to clean up the mess and if you don't mind please make sure they don't injury themselves."

She nods. "Are you sure you would not like for us to clean it?"

"Quite sure. They need to be taught a lesson." Stephen shows up next to me.

"Is that my-"

"Yes. And I heard every word of your conversation and I've decided to not kill them, but make them think that I will."

Suzette grins. "Brilliant idea, mon frère."

He grins back. "I thought so. And I just think that it's amazing that there are two boys you will not flirt with." He smirks. "I never thought I would see the day."

"That's right. There are actually two boys that you are not sweet to." I smirk.

"Shut up. It's just that he annoys me." Suzette mutters with a dark scowl.

"So you don't like them?" I clarify. I hope it's true…

"I can't stand him! He's so annoying and rude!" Suzette huffs. "I think I will go and call those boys I met at the park." With that she walks away.

"So, Kyoya is in the study." Stephen says nonchalantly.

I growl. "Is he?" He better not be doing anything to any of my files or looking though them or…

"I invited him to sit in there since it looked like he couldn't concentrate with everyone yelling." Suzette tells me.

I take a deep breath to calm myself. "Well, Stephen will you be joining me in my study?"

"Sure. See you Suzette." Stephen says before following me to my study.

I open the door and see that Kyoya is on the chair in front of my desk typing something.

"Hey there bloke." Stephen says in English.

Kyoya pauses in his typing. "Don't tell me that you brought your Math h-"

"Haha! That's funny! No, um Sara and I came in here to-"

"You sound like an idiot." I tell my brother. "We'll talk later."

Kyoya turns around to face us. "Hello."

"Oh, I see as soon as I bring Sara up you actually look at us-"

I roll my eyes and see some emotion I can't really catch flash in Kyoya's eyes. Strange. "He probably knew that he would be spared from your stupidity for a split second."

Kyoya clears his throat. "I am sorry if I interrupted or am about to interrupt anything."

"You're not." The both of us say.

I go behind my desk so I can reach a filing cabinet. I open the top drawer and search through it until I find what I'm looking for.

"Damn it." I dropped all the paper. I bend down and start picking it up. "You better not be looking at my sister's arse, Kyoya." Stephen teases.

But I can hear the keys of Kyoya's keyboard being pressed. "Are you attempting to make her angry with me again?"

I stand up after getting all the paper. "I will be in your study Stephen. Please make sure that you do not snoop around or I will get Sakura to prank you again."

"Yes ma'am." He salutes.

I resist the urge to roll my eyes. "Yes, well. Carry on with whatever Kyoya was about to say about your Math."

Stephen's eyes widen. But he doesn't say anything.

I give Kyoya what I hope is a blank look. "You better not have been staring." Then I walk to the door and open it. Before I close it I can hear Kyoya say

"Your sister has to be one of the most confusing people I have ever met."

"I blame America." Stephen replies.

I close the door and smile.

I finished the chapter! And I almost missed my basketball game due to the fact I was so distracted with finishing...oh well. Thanks to everyone that reviewed!