A/N - Sorry this is so late and short.
Mitsu was walking out of her school with a few of the girls from her class when she noticed a car waiting by, and the familiar face standing in front of it.
"Ne, who is that?" one of them asked.
"He's so hot!"
Mitsu only rolled her eyes, feeling a little smug, knowing that said man was hers. She approached him, a smile on her face. "Takashi..." He gave her a small smile of his own, and pulled her into his arms.
"Hey."
"What are you doing here?"
"Wanted to pick you up."
"You know you didn't have to."
"I wanted to. I also wanted you to have lunch with me and my family."
"Eh? You should have at least texted me. I don't have anything else to wear."
"We can stop by your place for you to change. You don't need to wear anything fancy."
"Alright." She slid into the back of the car, watching the girls' jaws drop. She worried that there would be a big ruckus over it, but it she also knew that her class knew about him. The car ride was quiet, but not unpleasantly so. Now that she thought about it, it was the first time she was alone with Mori. She felt a hand on her thigh, a thumb rubbing circles in her knees. "Takashi?"
"You okay?"
She looked at him, a smile on her face. "I am now." This time, he squeezed her thigh. "I just miss everyone."
"I know. We miss you, too."
"It's so tiring trying to stay strong while all of this is going on."
"You know you have us here to help you. You don't have to carry the burden by yourself."
"But..."
"Mitsu, I know it's hard. But, we all care about you."
She rested her head on his shoulder, relaxing against him. "I know. I couldn't ask for anyone better."
Before he could stop himself, he placed a kiss on her head. It was gentle, barely any pressure, but she felt it and sighed. "We'll get through this. I know we will."
Ryuko had been pacing back and forth in her father's study as she thought about her next move. No matter what she did, it only seemed to push Kyoya further away. The deals, the propositions, they weren't doing anything.
"Daddy, what do we do?"
"What do you mean 'we'? You got yourself into this mess. If you are going to be head of this company, you need to learn how to get yourself out." Daichi was obviously frustrated with this entire ordeal, even more so at himself. Mitsu hated him. Actually, the entire Host Club hated him, and now he was most likely going to be blacklisted. If he had at least tried to make amends with his daughter, then this predicament would have been completely avoided. Now that Ryuko had further involved their daughter, that show of violence was a definite declaration of war. And they were not going to be able to defend themselves.
"I thought you wanted this merger with the Ootori clan, dear," his wife said. She had entered with a cup of tea for him. "Why the sudden change of heart?"
"Because I completely ruined my daughter. I haven't heard from anyone, and now I'm rather worried."
"You shouldn't be."
"Mika, you don't know them like I do. When there is silence from her, that means she is planning something big. And it will completely destroy us."
"That is not entirely true. Anyway, Ouran was invited to a commoner's cultural festival."
"Is it Genkidama Academy?"
Ryuko rolled her eyes. "Yeah. Why? Is that where she goes?"
"Yes. That's where she'll make her move. Ryuko, you have to be on guard. Even I don't know what she's capable of."
"She won't do anything that will ruin her name even more."
"Honestly, that's the least of her worries. So, I would be prepared."
"Hmph. I really don't think she would do anything."
"For once in your life, would you listen to me? I am telling that you should be on guard."
"Then, we'll send one of our bodyguards with her. We don't know if our daughter will get attacked by those...delinquents," Mika said.
Her husband groaned. They were going to be stubborn. He knew that Mitsu learned self-defense from Kazuki and Yamato. Knowing Yamato, he probably taught her how to go on the offense, too. And with her grandfather being the protective man he is, there was certainly going to be a war. "If you truly believe that, then don't say I didn't warn you."
Mitsu watched as Hiromi chatted eagerly with Mori, she being excited that she gets to see a dojo. He glanced at her, a small smile on his face. She looked away, her cheeks tinged pink.
"Nervous?" he asked.
"A little. This would be the first time meeting your parents."
"You'll also be meeting Mitskuni's parents."
"Wh-What?"
"Don't worry about it."
"What do you mean 'don't worry about it'? Could have warned me about it."
He gestured for her to sit next to him. She complied and he pulled her against him. "Mitskuni loves you, and all he had to say was good things about you. You have nothing to worry about. Besides, I think everyone will be more taken Hiromi."
"That's true."
Soon, they pulled up to his home, Mitsu finding that she liked it a bit more than her mansion. The traditional design of the estate seemed to suit the family-at least Mori-very well. The driver opened the door and helped her out, and she waited for her fiance and daughter.
"Wow! This place is better than my house!" Hiromi grinned. Mitsu giggled, but it didn't reach her eyes. She was still nervous.
"Mitsu..." Mori said. "Relax."
She sucked in a deep breath, and released, feeling a hand on her back. She looked up to find Mori smile at her, and she smiled back. "Alright. Let's do this."