I blew a bubble with my gum as a tapped my pen on my notebook and looked at my tutor Haruhi in disgust. She hasn't even been here for ten minutes and I already hated her. She was working out a few problems before she showed me how to do them.

The bubble popped and began tapping my pen even faster when I saw that it was starting to annoy her.

Her eye twitched and she gripped her pencil tightly.

"Can you stop that?" She asked, trying her best to not sound annoyed.

"I don't like you."

She glared up at me. "I know, you've told me that about two other times in the past ten minutes."

"Well I just wanted you to know."

"Well I know." She growled.

"Good."

We were quiet for a couple seconds, then she looked back at me.

"May I ask why?" I groaned as she continued speaking. "We just met a few minutes ago and you've already stated that you hate me multiple times."

I held my finger up matter of factly. "Correction, we've actually met multiple times."

"Class doesn't count smart ass."

I smirked at her, I could tell that she was trying to be tough, but it wasn't working. It just looked really funny.

"I'm not talking about fucking class." I stopped tapping my pen finally and pointed it at her. "You're in that dumb ass host club that all the ladies go to, to try and get laid that my brother's in."

"Our guests don't try and get laid!" She argued.

"Yah, sure." I rolled my eyes and played with the top of my pen on my paper. "That's not how they were to Kaoru and me when I was in the Host Club. You could tell by the way they were looking at us that they wanted us."

"And let me guess, you saw an opportunity to have sex with a bunch of pretty high school girls and took it."

I laughed at that, leaning back in my chair till I had the front legs off the floor. "Yah right. I have at least some dignity."

"Well, I would have thought so." She grumbled as she looked back at her work. "Also spit your gum out, this is a library, gums not aloud."

I rolled my eyes and spit my gum out in a tissue that was next to my notebook before throwing it to the closest trash can that was next to me.

"Anyway, I don't know if these girls believe it or not, but I'm a person who waits till he's in a long term relationship."

Haruhi stopped writing and looked back up at me. "Wait, you're a person who waits till you're in a long relationship."

"Yep." I said, popping the P at the end.

"But according to Kaoru you've never been in a relationship...So you're a virgin?"

"I never said that."

"But you just said…Ok then you're not a virgin?"

"I never said that either."

She blinked in confusion. "...Huh?"

"I never said that I was a virgin, but I never said I wasn't." I played with my pen between my fingers. "I like to stay a mystery, if you get what I mean."

Haruhi just continued to stare at me confused, then began rubbing her temples when she felt a headache coming on. "No, no I don't know what you mean."

I just smirked as I watched her getting annoyed. I might have to deal with this stupid tutoring, but it doesn't mean I can't have a little fun.

"You said that I must enjoy having all these girls who would drop their clothes at my feet if all I do is look at them. But you," I put my chair back on all fours and leaned my elbows on the table as I crossed my arms, she rolled her eyes to look at me, "you're the only woman who works in a men's brothel, where sadly my brother works too." She looked up at me and my smirk widened even more when I saw her grimace. "I might not be the nicest person to be around, but at least I'm not a whore who is trying to fuck every guy in that stupid club, unlike someone else here."

Haruhi immediately opened her mouth to protest, but her eyes widened as if she realized something and closed her mouth.

"I see what you're doing." She said, making my smirk fall and look at her confused. "You're saying all these things to get a reaction from me, hoping that I get so fed up with you and quit. Well I'll tell you one thing, it won't work on me Hitachiin."

I looked at her in shock, shocked by the way she was talking to me. Slowly my expression turned into a glare as my shock turned into anger. Nobody's ever talked to me like that, and I didn't like it.

Haruhi looked at the clock and huffed as she slammed her book closed. "You're lucky that I have to leave early today because I have errands to run." She put her supplies away and stood up glaring down at me. "But tomorrow, I promise it won't be this easy."

She then left the library without another word. I growled and kicked the table, making my notebook and pens fall off and hit the ground.

"That fucking bitch! How dare she talk down to me like that." I looked towards the door she walked out from and glared at it. "I'm going to show her who she's messing with and I'm going to make her life here a living hell!"

I pulled up to my house and parked on the curb. I turned off the ignition and pulled out the keys, but I remained in my car. I looked over towards my house and an uneasy feeling began to settle in my stomach. I was afraid of seeing my mom, I didn't want to see her in a drunken rage again. I looked up and saw that her curtains were closed, so she must be asleep. I let out a breath that I didn't realize that I was holding in and got out of my car. I walked up to the front door and unlocked it, slowly opening it as I looked around the dark room, which to my relief looked untouched.

"Everything looks normal, that's a good sign."

I entered my house and quietly shut the door behind me so I wouldn't disturb mom. I placed my bag on the couch and shrugged my jacket off, but as about to toss it on the couch, I heard the creaking of the staircase as someone was coming down the stairs slowly. My eyes widened and I froze in fear, praying to God that Isao was home early from work.

"Hikaru?" Shit, it was mom's voice. "Or are you Kaoru?"

My eyebrow twitched. I knew mom could tell us apart and she did this just to poke fun at us, but in her drunken state, I actually didn't know if she knew if it was me.

I took a deep breath and slowly turned to her with a small smile on my face. She was standing on a step in the middle of the staircase, still wearing her clothes from yesterday.

"I'm Hikaru, mom." I said. "Kaoru's in New York remember."

"Oh…" She said as she made the rest of her way down the stairs. "What a shame. He was always my favorite."

My smiled immediately fell and was replaced with a hurt expression as I watched her make her way to the kitchen.

"You don't mean that mom, do you?"

She looked up at me from a box of cereal she was opening. "Mean what?"

"That Kaoru's your favorite, you're joking right?"

"No, I wasn't." She said bluntly, looking back at her cereal. "He's always been the good child, unlike you who always gets in trouble." She pointed the spoon that was in her hand at me. "You know, you're a lot like your father. I wouldn't be surprise if you decided to get married, have a family then all of a sudden disappear on them."

I opened my mouth to yell at her, but immediately closed it, clenching my jaw, and hands into fists as they trembled in anger. I knew I shouldn't take any of this personally because it was another one of her drunken rants by the way her words were slurred, but I knew that there must be some truth behind some of it…

Mom noticed the way I was acting and glared at me. "What, you got something to say?"

"No." I said through clenched teeth, trying my best not to sound angry.

"Good." She grabbed her bowl cereal and walked passed me towards the stairs. "Oh, and don't get too cozy, we're having dinner with the new neighbors in about an hour. Isao will be here soon."

I rolled my eyes and sat down on the couch. I rubbed my temples and sighed. This was going to be a long evening.

About forty-five minutes later Isao arrived home, while we waited for mom to finish up getting ready he sat across from me, trying to start a conversation with me to break the awkward silence. Which I just responded to him with a glare and he grew silent. Finally, after another ten minutes of awkward silence, I heard mom's door open and her coming down the stairs.

I looked towards her and was amazed at how drastically her appearance changed. Her hair was no longer disheveled and was styled neatly and she had a face full of makeup. She grabbed her hand bag and looked towards us.

"Come on." She said curtly. "Let's go."

I sighed and got up, she may not look like it, but she was still drunk. I grabbed my jacket and put on as we made our way out of the house and made our way across the street to the new neighbors' house. The house looked a lot like ours, but had a new coat of paint around the outside of the house from the previous owner.

When we got to their front door mom knocked. While we were waiting for them to answer, mom looked over at me and glared when she noticed that I was still wearing the outfit I wore to school.

"You idiot." She hissed as she hit my arm. "Why don't you change into something formal."

I rubbed my arm and glared at her. "Because you didn't tell me too, and also, we're just visiting neighbors, there's no point to dress up."

She growled and faced the door. "It should've been fucking obvious. God you're so stupid."

I looked over at her sadly and opened my mouth to say something, but the sound of the door unlocking kept me quiet. Soon the door opened, revealing a man. He had short brown hair the was long at the top that ends at his ears. He had glasses frames that covered his blue eyes that looked like they were from eighties. He wore a plaid shirt that was tucked into his jeans. He had a scowl on his, but it fell when he saw us and was replaced with a smile.

"Great you guys finally made it. We were worried that you weren't going to show up."

Mom put a hand to her mouth a giggled. "Don't be ridiculous, we wouldn't miss this for the world Mr…"

"Yoshido," he said as he shook Isao's hand, "but you can call me Akito." He released Isao's hand and took a step to the side to make room for us to go through.

"Come in."

We did as he said and entered his house. He directed us to the dining room where a teenage girl with blonde hair was sitting with one of her legs propped up on the chair.

"That's my daughter Mari and my wife Ayumi is in the kitchen finishing dinner."

By hearing her name, Mari looked over at us and her light blue eyes immediately landed on me. We stared at each other for a couple seconds, then a mischievous smirk appeared on her face. I cocked an eyebrow at her expression, then looked away from her when I heard footsteps coming from the kitchen.

"Sorry that I don't have dinner ready yet." A woman who I assumed was Ayumi apologized as she walked from the kitchen into the dining room with a dish with some type of meat that I didn't recognize on it. "I didn't know you all would be here so early."

She placed the food on the table then stood up straight and wiped her hands off on her apron. She had her black hair in a tight bun which made her grey eyes stand out.

"It's quite alright." Mom said happily. "We didn't want to make a bad first impression by being late."

"Well why don't you guys get comfortable while we finish setting up." Akito said. "Come on Mari."

Mari got up and began following her father. As she walked behind me I felt something grope my ass. I jumped and my eyes widened, I turned and saw Mari smirking at me as she walked towards the kitchen. I glared at her which just made her smirk widen as she walked into the kitchen.

I grumbled as I put my hands in my pockets. "Yep, this is definitely going to be a long night."

Hey guys, I'm really, really sorry for the long wait. I've been really busy because of senior year and in October I had to preform Hamlet so that took a lot of time. I will try to update my stories a lot quicker now, but I can't promise it will be that quick, I'm sorry. But I am on break so I hopefully can update some of my other stories, crossing my finger, please F&R. Until next time.-HH1957