A/N: Sorry for the delay. Been trying to figure out things with this story, and whether it was a better idea to put certain scenes separate, etc. Not to mention work has been picking up slightly for me, and I lost some time to write. I resent that. But, I am going to give you all a surprise! =)

Haruhi's POV

"Etiquette lessons." It was all I said. I knew she hated them more than I did.

"Oh gracious no! You really would not subject me to doing those again while you are here, would you?" Sora whined.

"I would subject you to them. I probably could use a refresher course on them all too, as I have been living the commoner's lifestyle for five years." I grinned once more.

Sora ended up pouting at that point. She was also whimpering. I had to have fun with her too. I had really missed this side of me. The one where I knew what my sister liked and disliked. "Fine. I promise not to tell anyone about those songs. Just no etiquette lessons for me please." Sora finally got around to pleading. But, as soon as she said that, she must have been milling about what I was threatening her with. "Did you not hate etiquette lessons too though?" She asked.

"No. I only sat through them since it caused you pain. Then again, I had to learn everything etiquette in two days, while you had two months. I hated it the first time of round though. Now, I do not mind them." I replied back to my sister.

"I had two months? Really?" Sora hummed.

"Yes, Sora, you did. I think they only gave me two days was due to the fact that Dad had an event here." I muttered.

"At least I am lucky then that I had two months. They taught me quite a bit." Sora shuddered.

"Yeah, you are lucky. They had tried to get me to dance, eat and study with books on my head, though the latter two never really worked out that well." I replied. I had decided to see if I should go inform the cooks to make us some lunch, but the time really caught me off guard. We had been in the ballroom for an hour already too. My eyes widened slightly as I realized I probably had just enough time now to get to the airport. I dashed out of the mansion, but not before calling for a limo to be brought around. I really was going to be running late. I basically dove into the back seat too. However, the ride to the airport gave me time to think about the conversation with Tamaki-senpai's mother.

Flashback, ten hours prior

Riing. Riing. Riing. I was thinking about giving up and hanging up the phone when a whispered voice inside my head told me to let it ring a few more times. After all, there was a fairly large time gap between the Bahamas and France. I had sort of forgot abo'ut that, to be honest. So, I let it ring a few more times. The line was finally picked up.

"Bonjour?" A woman's voice asked.

"Bonjour, Madam Grantine. Je m'appelle Haruhi Tsuji. Comme ca va?" I asked, grateful that I knew some French after all. Though, it would appear that I would need to take some classes. I knew just the person too. And he was even here!

"Oui! Je fais tres bien! Merci! Et toi?" Madam Grantine said in an excited voice.

"Je fais tres bien!" That was about as much as I knew in French, and it probably showed. I had hesitated a bit, as I did not know exactly how I was going to phrase what I wanted to ask her in French. I knew what I wanted to say in Japanese though. Madam Grantine must have caught on to the slight pause though.

"Vous ne parlez pas francais, pensez-vous?" She asked me.

"Non, je ne parle pas francais. Vous-parlez Japonais?" I asked curiously.

"Oui! Yes! I speak Japanese. My husband taught me quite a bit of the language." Madam Grantine stated.

"This is a relief then. I am going to under the impression then that Uncle Yuzuru has told you about the Host Club and about me as well, correct?" I asked.

"Yes, he did tell me all about everyone in that club, including you." She replied.

"Good. As I have heard about a bit of your story and how you were separated from Tamaki-senpai, I was curious as to whether or not you would love to see him again?" I tried to tread carefully.

"I would love to see my son. But, I can not see him." She replied.

"Why is that?" I asked.

"As long as he is in Japan, I can not visit him." She said.

"I should see about reversing that. But, anyways, I was going to say that we are currently in the Bahamas and will be for a few more days. I should also be able to have everything legalized for you to also live in Japan if you would like as well before we also have to return back there." I stated.

"I would love to be closer to my son. But, what about everything here?" She asked, a bit unsure.

"Everything will remain in your name of course. But, we can deal with those proceedings when you get here, as there is information that I would love to talk over with you anyways in person. I will be sending my private jet over to pick you up. Just keep a look out for someone with the Tsuji crest on them." I responded. Madam Grantine told me that she would be ready to leave by the time the plane arrived in roughly three hours. I forgot about the time difference, but it wasn't that bad as I had thought. I thanked her for her time and for agreeing to come. She did the same. We each disconnected our lines.

I was back on mine a few minutes later though too. I was calling the pilot that I happened to have on speed dial. I gave him instructions to gather some of the crew on board and go to France. He would be picking up a Madam Grantine there, and then flying her back to the Bahamas, where I would be waiting for her. The pilot gave his consent that he would take only a few moments to get the plane ready and in the air, but there was going to be a slight delay. He was just finishing up his meal. I told him that was fine. He said that he would be back with the target in twelve hours. We hung up.

Ending the flashback, I realized that my own cell phone was ringing. I looked at the caller id. It was Kyoya. I had a feeling that he did not like me rushing out of there without even telling him where I was going. I flipped open my phone, knowing that he could be as bad as Tamaki-senpai if you did not pick up the first time.

"Kyoya?" I asked.

"You really are a baka too! Where did you run off to?" Yeah, he was definitely not pleased.

"Gomen for worrying everyone again, but I nearly forgot about the appointment I had set. I should be back in an hour and a half, tops." I told him. I had to think fast too, just so that I could surprise everyone with the fact that I was bringing Tamaki's mother back with me.

"Very well, but you may have to owe me a new debt for having to deal with Tamaki and the twins alone." Kyoya growled.

"Debts don't bother me anymore, Kyoya. But, anyways, I need to go. We just reached the meeting spot. See you soon!" I stated as I hung up. It was the truth. We had reached the airport just as the Tsuji jet was making it's landing. I sighed in relief that I would be there just in time at least. I meant to get here earlier. I quickly ran to the private jet side of the airport. or, rather, across from it so that she would be able to see me.

I ordered my driver, who had decided to come with me into the airport, to go find a bag with the name Grantine on it. I then proceeded to tell him that he should be able to take the bags right out to the limo itself. He nodded before leaving my side. I could tell that he didn't want to even do that. Shortly after that, I noted that a lady come out of the doors. I smiled. It was great to finally meet Tamaki-senpai's mother.

"You must be Haruhi?" She asked in Japanese. She had found the Tsuji crest on the blazer that I was still wearing.

"Yes, I am. And you must be Madam Grantine." I stated, with a bow.

"You know, you should just call me Anne-Sophie." She replied as an after thought.

"Very well, Anne-Sophie. I have already tasked my driver to pick up all your luggage for you, just so that you did not have to go get it. If he was quick, he should have it in the vehicle by now. Shall we go? We can talk about the business part there, then you should be able to see Tamaki when we get back to where we have been staying." I replied.

"Oh, you didn't have to go that far in doing things for me." Anne-Sophie stated.

"I know, but I did it anyways." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Very well then. Lead the way?" I nodded to the question, then we walked the short distance (which I honestly thought was much longer than what I had thought it was) to where our limo awaited.