I slowly opened the door half way and peeked my head in. Almost immediately the room grew quiet as the members of the club saw me. They probably thought I would never come back after the outburst I had during the third year of middle school that caused me to get thrown out of the club. After the shock wore off an angry glare appeared on the leaders face.

"You," Tamaki hissed, pointing at me, "what are you doing here?!"

As I opened my mouth to respond Haruhi glared at him.

"I brought him Tamaki senpai." Haruhi said, making Tamaki look down at her mortified.

"Haruhi, why would you bring that-that devil into here?! Don't you know what he did to us?!" Tamaki screeched, making me wince as it hurt my ears from how high it was.

Haruhi rolled her eyes at his outburst, knowing that he was overreacting. "Senpai stop overreacting, yes he's a pain in the ass, but he's at least somewhat decent when you get to know him. Also you call Kaoru a devil all the time and he's actually a great guy."

"You don't understand Haruhi." Tamaki said, walking up to her and grabbing her shoulders, making her look up at him. "Yes, Kaoru is a devil, but Hikaru...he's far worse. He's actually Lucifer himself! I wouldn't be surprised if he grew horns and a tail then began poking us with his pitchfork as he tries to get us down to hell!"

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest. "Actually, thorns and a tail with a pitch fork is a stereotype." I smirked as I looked over at him. "I actually have wings."

Tamaki gasped and held Haruhi close to him, to keep her protected and also because he was scared.

"See, I told you Haruhi! He's actually the devil!"

Haruhi rolled her eyes for what felt like the umpteenth time that day and huffed as she pinched Tamaki's hand, making him gasp and let her go.

"Senpai again, stop overreacting and Hikaru stop encouraging it. I can only handle a certain amount of his stupidity a day."

"Stupid?!" He gasped before crouching in a dark corner, making my smirk grow.

"So does that mean Hika-chan is rejoining the Host Club again?" Hunny asked.

"Hell no." Tamaki and I said in unison, making us glare at each other.

"I would rather fucking rot in hell then be back in this shit hole." I remarked.

Kyouya pushed up his glasses as he walked over to stand next to Haruhi. "I would prefer if you didn't curse in here Hikaru." His grey eyes met my hazel ones in a heated glare. "We had this problem before when you were actually apart of this club."

"Yeah I don't remember that. I erased all the memories of ever being associated with this club."

Kyouya hummed a laugh. "If only we can do the same." He smiled up at him. "It's really nice to see you again."

I hardened my glare at him. "Screw off." I looked back over at Haruhi. "How can you put up with these people?"

"It's a mystery to me too." Haruhi sighed, rubbing her temples as she felt a headache coming on. "But I have to."

"You don't "have" to."

"Actually she does." Kyouya intervened, making me look back over to him. "She broke a $80,000 vase, and of course because of her low financial income she can't afford to pay it back, so we made her a host and her quota is one thousand customers."

"How did you even break the vase in the first place?"

Haruhi pointed over to Tamaki and without even saying anything I instantly understood. When I was in the Host Club Tamaki was really up in everyone's face to try and get to know them. It looks like he hasn't changed and did the same shit to Haruhi, making her break the vase.

"Well it's not really your fault." I said, drawing everyone's attention back to me. "Tamaki was the reason why you bumped into the vase, so he should be the one to pay for it."

"What?!" Tamaki screeched again, but even higher.

"I'll agree with that." Haruhi said as she raised her hand, making Tamaki whip his head over to her.

"It's not my fault that the vase was broken! Haruhi just accidently bumped into it!"

"Yeah, because you kept getting too close to me which resulted in me knocking over the vase."

"Bu-But…" Tamaki glared back at me. "You," he hissed again as he pointed at me, "stop tainting my daughter with your-your delinquent...ness!"

My smirk fell and I blinked in confusion. "Daughter?" I looked over to Haruhi. "What does he mean by daughter?"

"Senpai, I thought we talked about you stop calling me your daughter." Haruhi said through gritted teeth.

Tamaki sweat dropped and covered his mouth. "Sorry, it was out of habit."

"God, you're even more of a pervert than I thought. I don't understand how these girls are all over you." I ran a hand through my disheveled hair, making it look even messier, and yet also sexier. My smirk appeared on my face. "Though I shouldn't be that surprised. You're probably just as easy as those fucking girls."

Tamaki looked over at me furious, making my smirk grow. I must've brought up a sore topic. He then marched up to me and grabbed the collar of my jacket and pulled me up to his face until our noses were almost touching. He was livid, and it was starting to get hilarious.

"What did you say?!" He hissed through clenched teeth.

"You heard me!" I mocked, making him even angrier as I grabbed the collar of his blazer.

He gripped my jacket tighter. "Are you looking for a fight Hitachiin?!"

"Ha, I'd love to see you try and beat me!"

Tamaki released one hand from my collar and formed it into a fist, but before he could do anything Haruhi got in between us and pushed us away from each other.

"Enough!" She yelled as she separated us. "I get that you two don't get along. Tamaki senpai," she looked over at him, "stop taking everything so literally, and Hikaru," she faced me, "stop trying to get under his skin, he's already sensitive enough!"

"I'm not sensitive!" Tamaki protested. Haruhi glared at him, making him feel small and grow silent. "Sorry…"

She then glared at me, which I responded with a glare as well. We glared at each other for a bit, as if we were in a heated staring contest, a dark aura surrounding us, making everyone around us feel a mixture of being uncomfortable and terrified. Then after a minute I huffed and put my hands in my jacket pockets.

"Fine, I'll stop." I grumbled as I looked away from her. "For now…"

I then suddenly felt a tug on my jacket, I looked down and saw Hunny, holding his bunny in his hand as he looked up at me with a questioning stare.

"Hika-chan, what happened to your left eye? It's all bruised." He asked concerned.

I looked over to Haruhi who seemed nervous by the question. I just pushed up my glasses so my black eye wouldn't be covered again.

"It's nothing," I replied coolly as I put my hands back in my pockets, "don't worry about it."

"He probably got it from a fight with another student, like the delinquent he is!"

"Senpai," Haruhi said in a warning tone.

Kyouya looked at me for a couple seconds as if he was studying me, then began writing something down in his black notebook.

"Hikaru, how's your mother doing?"

My eyes grew wide and I looked over to him. "What?"

"Your mother," he said as he looked up at me, "how is she?"

I cleared my throat uncomfortable before crossing my arms over my chest. "She's good, why do you ask?"

"Well my family's hospital usually keep tabs on their patients every couple weeks, but your mother missed her check up. My father wanted me to ask Kaoru if she was ok, but he's in New York. So since that you're here, I thought I would ask."

Shit, I forgot about the rehab center that mom went to was one of the Ootori's hospital. They always called mom every few weeks to make sure she hasn't relapse. The first few months she would follow up with her promise with the check ups, but I guess she forgot this week or knew that they were going to figure out she relapsed.

"She must've forgot." I lied, moving my eyes to look back and forth from him to Haruhi out of nervousness. "She's just been really busy with her new line."

"Hmm." Kyouya hummed in reply as if he didn't particularly believe me as he went back to writing in his notebook.

"Wait, something's wrong with your mother?" Tamaki asked, actually concerned. "What's wrong?"

I didn't reply to him and looked away. Kyouya just sighed as he closed his notebook.

"Nothing, I shouldn't have brought it up."

"But, but…" Tamaki looked back from me to Kyouya, "if she's really is sick I want to help."

I clenched my jaw, starting to feel irritated as he continued to pester us about my mother.

"It's none of your business." I said through clenched teeth.

"But-"

"Just drop it Tamaki, before he gets angry." Kyouya warned.

"I'm just worried about a friend's mother. Kaoru is all the way in New York, I want to make sure she's fine."

I clenched my jaw tighter, feeling more and more angrier as he continued talking about my mother. Haruhi noticed how angry I was getting. I started clenching my fists, trying to reduce the feeling to punch him because I knew Mr. Suoh wouldn't particularly like it if I punched his son, but my anger was soon going to be too much for me to hold back.

"Senpai, I would really drop the subject right now." Haruhi warned. "You're making him angry."

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to make sure that-"

"Shut up!" I snapped, making everyone look over at me. "You don't fucking know what's going on! So stay out of my fucking business!"

Tamaki gulped, a little frightened by my outburst. "I-I'm sorry, like I-I said, I just wa-wanted to make sure everything is alright with my friend's mother."

"Alright? Alright?!" I began to charge towards him, but Mori held me back by my arms. I tried to fight against him, but I knew it was futile.

"You probably don't even care about her well being! You're just trying to keep up this fucking act of being a prince so everyone will see you as this nice, charming, caring fucker, but I see right through Suoh. You only care about is your fucking self like the selfish bastard you fucking are!"

Tamaki hid behind Haruhi, in fear that I would get out of Mori's grip and attack him. He's seen me angry before, especially that day that I was thrown out of the club, but I wasn't even close to being this angry.

I tried to get my arms free from Mori's grip by thrashing around a bit, but he had a good grip on me. I soon grew tired and gave up trying to fight against his grip. When Tamaki saw that I calmed down a little and peeked his head out from behind Haruhi.

"Lo-Look I'm sorry, I didn't realize i-it was a sore subject." He gulped as he peeked his head a little further out. "Sorry."

I just stood there, panting from my outburst and my failed attempts to get free. I then noticed that everyone was staring at me. A warm blush appeared on my face when I realized what I did. Even though I hated his guts, I let out all my anger from yesterday on him, just like I did to Haruhi after our tutoring session.

"Hikaru, are you alright?" Haruhi asked.

I looked at everyone around me and they actually looked concerned about me, even Tamaki and Kyouya. I knew that apologizing was the right thing to do, but I was too stubborn to actually do it. I got out of Mori's grip and began backing up towards the door.

"Fuck off." I grumbled before storming out of the club room.

"God, what's his problem?" Tamaki asked as he stood up, no longer hiding because I was gone.

"So, it's happening again." Kyouya mumbled to himself, Haruhi the only one hearing it.

She looked over at Kyouya, seeing he had his hand to his chin in thought, a worried expression on his face.

"Kyouya senpai," she whispered, drawing his attention, "can I talk to you privately?"

He nodded and Haruhi led him to the corner of the room, far away from the rest of the club members so they wouldn't be able to hear their conversation.

Haruhi looked over at the other club members, they were looking at them with confused expressions and when she knew they wouldn't be able to hear her she looked over at Kyouya with a glare.

"What was that all about?" She hissed. "Were you trying to piss him off?!"

He pushed up his glasses. "So you know too."

"Huh?"

"About their mother, you know she's an alcoholic."

Haruhi just stood there speechless, shocked that those words came out of Kyouya's mouth. She thought she would've been the only one who knew, but it was Kyouya after all. He had his ways of getting information.

"H-How did you-" She attempted to stutter out before Kyouya cut her off.

"Kaoru told me last year." He answered; he looked over at the door, tapping his fingers on his arm that was crossed over his chest. Haruhi could tell that he was actually really concerned. He cleared his throat and looked back at her. "Kaoru got a call the first night of the ski trip from the hospital saying that Hikaru had gotten stabbed. He got the call during dinner and by how his expression drastically changed I knew something was up."

"So that's what the phone call was about. When he said it was a family emergency and left the table, it was because Hikaru had gotten stab...by his mother…"

Kyouya nodded. "Yes, so Hikaru must've told you that story." Haruhi nodded as well, feeling her heart drop. "Anyway, because I felt something was up, I followed Kaoru outside to try and make sure he was alright.

Kyouya

One year ago

Kyouya quietly closed the door to the dinning hall, to make sure Kaoru didn't know that someone followed him out. Immediately he noticed footprints in the snow, leading towards the side of the building, he could faintly hear Kaoru's voice, but couldn't make out any words he was saying. He carefully began walking, trying his best to keep the snow crunching under his boots as quiet as possible as he followed the footprints. As he reached the wall where the footsteps went around, Kyouya could now clearly hear Kaoru's voice. Deciding to stay where he was he slightly poked his head out and saw Kaoru near a wooden railing that led down to the stairs to the area where to ski at. Kaoru had his phone to his ear as he had his other hand on the railing, Kyouya could tell that something bad must've happened by his expression.

"How bad is it?" Kaoru asked to the person through the phone. "Could he die from it?" He listened to the response the person gave him, biting his lip. He then let out a sigh of relief, causing mist to appear from how cold it was. "Good, that makes me feel a lot better thank you. I'm glad the stab wound was patched up in time before he lost too much blood." He looked down sadly, fighting back tears. "I don't know what I'd do without Hikaru at a time like this."

Kyouya listened in shock, Hikaru got stabbed? He knew that he got into a lot of fights, but he was smart enough to not fight anyone with a weapon. He must've been jumped or something like that.

Kaoru gave a nod as the person on the other line said something else. "Thank you very much, I'll leave as so as I can, bye."

As Kaoru hung up the phone he leaned on the railing, taking off his beanie before running his hand through his hair as he let out a frustrated sigh.

"Shit…"

Kyouya sensed that he might break down at any moment so he decided that it was the best to give him his privacy, but as he turned and began to leave, the ice crunched under his boot loudly the first step he took, drawing Kaoru's attention over to him.

"Kyouya, what are you doing out here?"

Kyouya cursed under his breath then turned back around to face Kaoru. There was no point in lying so he decided to just come clean.

"I was worried about you, so I followed you out to make sure you were ok."

Kaoru bit his lip nervously, fidgeting with his phone in his hand. "Did...Did you hear everything?"

"Just what you said. All I know is that Hikaru was stabbed, that's it."

"Oh...ok." Kaoru looked down, now playing with his beanie that was also in his hand.

"If I may ask, did you figure out how he was stabbed?" Kyouya asked.

"Uh...he," Kaoru bit his lip harder, trying his best to hold back his tears, "he…"

Kyouya grew concerned as tears welled up in Kaoru's eyes and began breaking down, crying in his hands. Kyouya just stood there, not knowing what to do. He wasn't really the type of person that comforted people, but he felt like he needed to do something for his friend.

He walked over to Kaoru and grabbed his arm, making Kaoru look up at him. "Come on, let's talk about it." He led Kaoru to a bench near the railing. He wiped of the snow for both of them before they sat down.

"Now tell me everything. I think there's a lot more to the story then Hikaru randomly being stabbed."

Kaoru just sat there silently, staring down at the snow, crunching it with his boot for a bit as if he was stalling, but he then let out a sad sigh.

"I didn't want to go on this stupid ski trip." Kaoru finally responded, his voice faint. "But Hikaru practically forced me to go, saying that I shouldn't have fun because of him. I know what he's doing." He shook his head and huffed. "And I hate it."

"What is he doing?" Kyouya asked.

Kaoru looked over at him, giving an expression as if he was contemplating to tell Kyouya or not. He then looked back down.

"Hikaru," he started, playing nervously with his beanie, "he's trying to protect me."

Kyouya cocked an eyebrow in confusion. "From what? What would he want to protect you from?"

Kaoru clenched his beanie, tears welling up in his eyes again. "...From our mother."

Kyouya just sat there, stunned and confused by his answer. "Can you elaborate on that, please?"

Kaoru looked over at him, unsure if he wanted to tell him, afraid what he would do.

"Kaoru, if something bad is happening at home I can help, but only if you tell me."

Kaoru looked back down, softly kicking the snow with his foot. "I'll tell you," he rolled his eyes back up to Kyouya, "if you promise not to tell anyone. Not even your father."

Kaoru gave him a concerned look. "Kaoru…"

"Promise me."

Kyouya sat there quietly, he knew if he said no Kaoru wouldn't tell him what was going on at home with their mother, but if he said yes then if something horrid was happening at home, then he wouldn't be able to help.

He sighed defeated before finally answering. "Fine, i won't tell anyone."

Kaoru nodded then began telling Kyouya about everyone. About how his father disappearance caused his mother to turn into an alcoholic and how she started abusing them. Kyouya just listened in horror as Kaoru talked about the night he was severely beaten, and about tonight with Hikaru. He knew that Yuzuha was having a hard time dealing with her husband's disappearance, Kaoru has mentioned it before, but Kyouya would've never imagined this.

After Kaoru was finished telling Kyouya everything they just sat there in an awkward silence. A cold breeze blew past them, but Kyouya barely noticed it as he was still processing what was just told to him.

As the shock faded a bit, Kyouya cleared his throat before speaking.

"So...she abuses you two?" Kyouya choked out, making sure he was hearing correctly.

Kaoru nodded, not looking at Kyouya. "Yeah, but she mostly hurt Hikaru because-"

"Because of his rebellious attitude." Kyouya finished, making Kaoru nod again, "and he only acts that way so he can protect you."

Kaoru huffed again, running a frustrated hand through his hair. "I hate that he does that, I can't stand to see him hurt."

"And you feel like you need to protect him?" Kaoru nodded and Kyouya continued. "He feels the same way Kaoru. I don't blame him for wanting to, especially after the night you almost died because of the stupid thing he did." Kaoru looked over at him again. "He feels like he has to redeem himself for feeling like a horrible brother, and I know if you were in his situation you would to. Am I right?"

Kaoru let out a soft sigh before nodding. "Yes, I would. I would've done exactly the same thing he's doing to protect him. Even if it means my life is in danger."

"How much does she abuse you..?"

Kaoru was a bit surprised by the sudden question about him, but it soon faded and he began rubbing his right shoulder before answering.

"Not as much as Hikaru. I'm more of a warm up while Hikaru is the actual fight. Though mom only usually abuses me when Hikaru isn't around."

"When was the last time she hit you?"

Kaoru felt tears welled up in his eyes again and let his hand on his shoulder fall as he looked out into the woods, refusing to answer. Kyouya understood why Kaoru didn't want to talk about this, he would rather talk about anything else, but if Kaoru didn't tell him what was going on, how would he be able to help him?

"Kaoru," as Kyouya touched his shoulder Kaoru immediately flinches, as if he was in pain. Kyouya then noticed a small purple bruise on his neck peeking out from the collar of his jacket. As of seeing it, he then started to realize how Kaoru was physically acting today.

When he was teaching Haruhi how to ski, she landed in his arms, causing Kaoru to let out a painful grunt. As Haruhi was apologizing Kaoru was rubbing his shoulder as he said it was ok and that he hurt himself while skiing a few hours before. He also said that he was sitting out a lot because of how tired he was because he barely got any sleep the night before from how excited he was for the trip, but now Kyouya knew those were lies.

Kyouya grabbed Kaoru's arm and stood up. "Get up."

Kaoru looked up at him confused. "Huh?"

"Come, get up."

Remaining confused, Kaoru did as he said and Kyouya began leading him off somewhere.

"Kyouya, where are you taking me?"

Kyouya ignored Kaoru's question and looked around at the cabins until he spotted the one he was looking for, which was Kaoru's and Haruhi's room. He lead Kaoru into the room and closed the door, locking it. He then faced Kaoru, who was still confused.

"Take off your shirt."

"Huh?!"

Kyouya glared at him. "I'm not trying to make a fucking pass at you. We both know I don't swing that way and neither do you, but I need you to take your shirt off." Kaoru just stood there, looking at Kyouya with eyes as if he was pleading him not to make him, but Kyouya was unfazed by them as he hardened his glare. "Now."

Kaoru sighed defeated and unzipped his jacket slowly before shrugging it off, letting it fall to the ground. He then grabbed the hem of his shirt and began playing with it in his hands nervously. Avoiding eye contact with Kyouya.

"Kaoru," Kyouya said, making Kaoru look back up at him, "if you don't take your shirt off now. I'll do it myself."

Kaoru hummed a groan that had a sad ring to it before taking off his shirt, fighting off a painful groan from moving his shoulder.

When he dropped his shirt on the floor and Kyouya made a spinning motion with his finger.

"Now turn."

Kaoru did as he said and slowly turned around until his back was facing Kyouya, and where a huge blue and purple bruise was now in front of him. It started from the mid right side of his neck and traveled down to the bottom of his right shoulder blade. Kyouya just stood there mortified at what he saw, it was far worse than he ever imagined. He couldn't even imagine how Hikaru's body must've looked like if Kaoru's was this bad.

"Kaoru," Kyouya finally choked out, "what happened?" Kaoru remained silent, crossing his arms over his chest as if he was trying to cover his body. "Please tell me."

Kaoru sighed for what felt like the umpteeth time that day before answering.

"Hikaru was out doing some errands while I was digging through the mail, trying to find our report cards. I knew that Hikaru's grades were poor and I also knew that I was failing math class so I was trying to find them so I could hide them from mom before she she could get to them, but I was too late. Mom had already gotten them and when she saw that I was home she started lecturing me. I knew better then to fight her but she threatened to hurt Hikaru because his grades were far worse. I begged her not to hurt him and followed her up the stairs to try and get her to change her mind, but it only annoyed her."

Kaoru tightened his grip around himself, feeling tears trail down his face.

"She pushed me down the stairs backwards, causing me to dislocate my shoulder. When Hikaru came home about ten minutes later he saw that I had gotten hurt and while he helped fix my shoulder he kept on apologizing. I tried telling him it was alright, but he wouldn't take it. Then right after we fixed my shoulder, mom stormed downstairs, she must've heard Hikaru and found out that he was home."

He swallowed the lump in his throat, letting more tears fall. "She began yelling at him about his grades and how he was an embarrassment. She then began to hit him multiple times in the face, hard. I tried to get her to stop, but she then turned on me and punched me in the face, causing me to fall back and hurt my shoulder even more. Hikaru got her attention again so she'll start hitting him again." Kaoru soon began sobbing in his hands again. "I don't know what to do."

"Why don't you tell anyone?" Kyouya asked.

"Because," Kaoru began wiping away his tears and looked back over to Kyouya. "If I do we'll be taken away and she'll be put in jail. We don't want that to happen because we know that fucking bitch isn't our mom. We want to try and get our mom back...but after tonight, what she did to Hikaru, I don't know what I want anymore." He then looked over at Kyouya. "Please don't tell anyone about this."

"Kaoru…"

"Please," Kaoru pleaded, "or until I tell you, you can. Let us try and get her healthy first."

Kyouya stood there silently, contemplating weather if he should keep his promise of not telling his father or not. If he told him the twins mother would be put in jail, along with their step father for not doing anything to stop the abuse, but he would lose Kaoru's trust and they might be put into a foster program because they're underage. But if Kyouya didn't tell, their mother would continue to hurt them, and maybe even kill them. He didn't want to lose Kaoru's trust, but he also didn't want him to get killed, or his brother, no matter how big of an asshole he is. There had to be a solution that would benefit both side. Suddenly an idea popped into his mind.

"Fine," he replied finally, "I won't tell anyone."

Kaoru smiled. "Thank you Kyo-"

"But," he interrupted, "you have to put your mother in rehab for her to get better and I'll help you with that, but if not I will tell my father everything and have you taken out of that house along with Hikaru. Do we have a deal?"

Kaoru bit his lip unsure, then nodded. "Deal."

Kyouya and him shook hands, which actually made Kaoru start to feel safe, maybe Kyouya knowing was the best thing because he could actually help them.

"Alright, put your shirt on and I'll call my driver to come pick us up."

"Wait, you're coming with me?"

Kyouya nodded. "After what you just told me I'm not letting you go back to that household. You're going to be living with me while your mother is in rehab and when Hikaru gets out of the hospital he'll stay with us as well."

Kaoru's eyes began to water again, but this time it was tears of happiness. He then went up and hugged Kyouya.

"Thank you." Kaoru sobbed. "Thank you so much."

Kyouya hugged him back lightly, so he wouldn't hurt him. After they separated, Kaoru put his shirt and jacket back on then they left the room when Kyouya's driver notified him that he were here. Kyouya explained to the other club members that Kaoru had a family emergency so he was going to take him home. So after they said goodbye to the club members they got into the limo and drove to the hospital where Hikaru was.

Haruhi could feel a lump in her throat as Kyouya finished telling her what happened. She didn't know what to think.

"So...that's the real reason why Kaoru left."

"Well, we technically didn't lie." Kyouya said. "It actually was a family emergency…So Hikaru told you everything."

Haruhi nodded. "Yes, he broke down in the hallway about fifteen minutes ago and told me everything that's happening. That's also probably the main reason why he lashed out at Tamaki senpai, because of all the emotions he had pent up inside."

"I just want you to know is that Hikaru isn't a bad person, it's just an act. He's actually quite nice when he warms up to a person, which is rare. He's just really damaged." He smiled at her and tilted his head towards the door, gesturing for her to go. "Go after him."

Haruhi just looked up at him for a couple seconds before nodding and making her way towards the door, ignoring the protests from Tamaki for her to stay as she left the club room.

Hey guys I'm really sorry for the two month long wait, I've been really busy. I had to update my other stories Asylum and Frozen Heart, then I got into some drama in school with some (now former) friends, it's really stupid so I'll spare you the details. Then I was in a play for our senior year and we're preformed it last month so I've been busy with that. Also senior portfolio had me stressing out, but hopefully I can update a lot quicker now.

Thank you all for being patient with me, please F&R. Until next time.-HH1957