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Back In Our World

Chapter 5 …. No one really knows.

It read:

Since the lead is overseas I will continue to investigate other leads until you inform me whether you wish for me to proceed. More information is available awaiting your further contact.

With the handwritten note staring back at me my hand unconsciously finds my fingers clasping around my phone and even before I knew what I was doing a graveled voice could be heard on the other side of my phone.

"Moshie, Moshie, you've reached the Komatsu Agency, Komatsu-san speaking. How may I help you?"


Kaoru's POV

With the same hand that holds the number I reached over to close the blackout divider between my driver and myself with a slight shaky hand. With a flick of a switch the soundproof divider for the car slowly rolled up from behind the front seat. Normally, I wouldn't care…. Hell, I've experienced my little guilty pleasures in front of the man…several times in fact…..but not since discovering he hides behind a mask of his own and unlike my brother, I wasn't comfortable not knowing .

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My Golden eyes burn brightly at the handwritten paper held tightly between my clenched fingers .I nervously shifted in my seat, attempting to speak in an intimidating business tone. "Yes, this is Kaoru Hitachiin I just read your little handwritten note, I almost missed It." I quickly glanced over the words to read the paper directly over the phone. "You said you found a lead at a…..Darrelle's in Portland, Oregon, in the States?"

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"Ah, yes, Hitachiin-sama I'm glad to hear from you .Please, give me a minute and I'll go grab your file." The man grumbled over the phone .He's obviously not a morning person or a tech guy for that matter as I can hear the guy fumbling around his desk, shifting papers.

I couldn't help feel like my rapidly beating heart is caught in my throat. Placing the paper down on my lap, nervously lifting my coffee to my lips .The heated maple liquid slid down my throat and without even thinking I allowed an extra-long sip to run pass my lips. As I try and use it to force the beating heart feeling back down in my chest …..But of course it's just a nervous feeling and forcing hot coffee down my throat wasn't really going to make any kind of effective change.

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"Aw, Hitachiin-sama are you there?" Hearing the man's rough sounding voice coming over my phone.

Just as the man spoke a stream of hot coffee trickled down the wrong pipe causing me to gasp for a clear breath of air, forcing a cough to erupt from my burning lungs. I quickly pull my phone away as tears began to build in my eyes. The dry coughing continues to assault my tickling throat, irritating lungs. Until I lift up my hand that held my coffee to take a small sip, sooth away the tickle. With the tickle subsiding I was able to take a much needed breath, causing my cough to quiet. "Aw, please excuse me wrong pipe…I'm sorry, please continue." As I forced myself to reply with a dry, scratchy voice.

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With the sound of rustling papers being heard in the background the man speaks. "Ah, yes…. the lead ended in a place called Darrcelle's In Portland, Oregon.

"Wait, I thought the paper said Darrelle's "Taking a quick glance at the paper with the handwriting scribbled over its wrinkled surface.

"Oh, sorry my handwriting can be a bit illegible when I'm in hurry."

"Oh, no problem so the place is named Darrcelle's?"

"Yeah, yeah that's right ….Look I almost didn't even follow the digits ….it's probably nothing, but you wanted to be informed of all potential leads and as you can see it did add to your monthly expense report." The man grumbles in the phone.

"Ah, yeah, not a problem, why don't you think this lead is worth following?"

"Well to be honest we have been trying to find any previous co-worker of subject number two for some time now …...nobody would sing about your particular canary…not even about the other songbirds that didn't even work with your canary. In fact it's like they all flew the coup."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "Ah, Yeah, so your fan of old detective movies?"

"Uh I'm sorry, I'm not following you?" answering in a confused tone.

"Um, never mind…. please continue." My hand came up and slapped my forehead as I shook my head.

"Well, this particular peacock came to my office in the middle of the night. Luckily, I was catching a few Z's on my couch that night. The peacock looked scared, seemed quite shaky to be there… But after a while he started squawking about having problems and needed some quick seed before heading out of town.…..He mentioned he's was having trouble with a certain … "Family".

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"Family ...do you mean a Yakuza family?"

"Yeah, Boss you're getting the idea….. Hell, you're lucky you were born into that high mucky muck family of yours because otherwise I wouldn't even attempt to tangle with that redheaded bastard's business. Florist my ass…. his face alone can kill a man just by looking at him. It seems your peacock is having problems with the Kasanoda family."

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"Wait, wait Kasanoda…Ritsu, Kasanoda?" With the name of my old schoolmate echoing in my ears my heart froze….this couldn't be a coincidence.

"Yeah, well he's nothing compared to his ball and chain. That blond dame sends a shiver down my spine just thinking about her .Of course she's not really my type, she cakes on the mud a little too much for my taste .Not like I'd ever say anything in the first place…..the last man who dared to have the balls to say anything hasn't been seen since…Damn that dame can be cold. I think her names something like Me-me, May, Mi or something like that.

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"Wait, is it Mei? " I couldn't help but take in a breath.

"Yeah that's it. Boy, Boss for a high mucky muck you sure know your underworld. "

"Hey, please don't call me boss, it's a long story ….anyway, what did you find out?"

"Well like I said I thought I was being shaken down for some quick scratch ….but the look in the peacock's eyes was pure fear. So I bit and gave him some quick cash for the number…..The number is to an established …Drag queen show."

"Drag queen show?" My heart leaped out of my chest after hearing about the potential lead.

"Yeah, apparently it's famous .The best and oldest run show in the area. I can have a man in the area nose around for you."

"Yeah, but can he be trusted, knowing who most likely is involved? I don't want anyone to know who I 'am or who I'm looking for …Look, whatever it takes, I need photos of all the employees at that bar. Hell, even the sick ones, pay close attention to the bartenders. I don't care if you fly there yourself it has to be kept completely confidential."

"Yeah, yeah otherwise the subject might bolt …..this isn't my first rodeo in the states .My guy can be trusted you'll have your pictures in a couple of days…..Hey sir, what makes you think this lead will pan out, especially since the peacock I bought the number from is having issues with the Kasanoda family?"

"Oh that, well it's a long story but let's just say the head of the Kasanoda family had a little crush for subject number one, for a time."

"Are you kidding me? You should have said something, it might have made my life easier."

"Look, it was a long time ago and I didn't think the information was pertinent to the case. Money is no object and …..Komatsu-san, no screwing this up. This is of utmost importance to me. You know what I can do with a snap of my fingers if you blow this. I need to find him."

"Yeah, understood, not a problem, sir."

"I'll be out of town, but you have my private email and you can always use this number to contact me day and night."

"Yes sir, I'll be in touch, soon."

"Good man."

I hated to throw my family's weight around like some common evil villain in an over the top movie, but this is far too important to me to…us.

My fingers laced round my coffee while old thoughts started to race through my head and for once I allowed them. Scenarios of what might have happened that night or for that matter it could have been in light of day…Nobody really knows.


Flashback….

The Bos-…that blonde idiot just showed up in Japan one day without her. We tried to confront the bubble headed blonde, but he refused to say anything and acted like everything was fine.

All of us. Well except for our so called leader and his best friend raced to her dad's apartment to see if he knew anything. If he had heard anything… that's when our hearts dropped to our stomachs, before twisting together in sickening pain.

The four of us bumped into the apartment building's caretaker as she was scavenging the apartment. She had their old tea pot in her arms with some of their other things. She told us they were not coming back. She was told to sell or give away what was left in the apartment, that they couldn't take it with them.

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My astonished eyes peeked inside the door behind the old woman, seeing they pretty much left everything ….My heart froze when I saw her mother's shrine still there except for the picture. I knew something was wrong and I knew most likely they had fallen victim to the damn Suohs.

I quickly grabbed their teapot from the woman as I reached into my pocket before tossing some money in her direction, demanding she leave for a moment. She quickly glanced at the amount in her hand and shrugged her shoulders before walking outside. The four of us searched the apartment. We noticed pictures still hung on the walls, some were empty but some were left behind. The more we noticed what was left behind the more we knew something went terribly wrong. Everything except for a few pieces of clothing and some old photos of her mother remained.

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I think what hit my brother the hardest was when I found him with his shoulders rounded and his head fallen. He was sitting on her fully made futon, next to her nightstand with a framed picture held loosely in his fingers. I plopped down next to him with my arm over his shoulders, cautiously reaching for the simple frame. I quickly slipped the small frame in my tan wool overcoat before swinging both arms around my brother to squeeze him tightly.

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Promises of finding her and bringing her home flew from my lips to not only comfort my brother, but myself as well. Before we left we made arrangements for the apartment to remain sealed and paid the caretaker who knows how much to rent the apartment. Hell, we weren't thinking straight, for all we knew we might have bought the whole dam building.

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We red eyed it out to the states in one of our family's jets to bring her back but…..she was gone, everything was gone. We stayed for as long as we could and searched up and down the east coast with an army of P.I's ….But not one scrap of her existence was ever found. Begrudgingly we were forced back, my brother and I returned to Ouran to finish our final year without her...

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We were all pissed with the Blonde and his best friend when we came back to Japan. They acted like privileged drunken playboys with a girl here and there. They never spoke about our friend, in fact they acted like she never existed. Honey, Mori went back to school, but after that no one really stayed in contact with each other. Honey and Mori at least tried with us, but there was too much damage there…..Most of it I caused.

End of flashback


Lifting my cup to run the lukewarm maple latte against my lips, squeezing the cup in irritation.

Poor Hika, he was the one that stepped forward between the two of us …..A situation I caused because I stepped back, giving everything up for him …never allowing myself or my feelings a chance to progress any further. Looking back I'm the one that caused his pain as I propped my fragile uncertain teenage brother up to take the first step .The first step to what… complete rejection? I wasn't being selfless or sacrificing for my brother as I once thought…..I was using my brother as a shield to protect a scared little teenage boy's feelings as I was unwilling to take that first step ….a step I had now wished I had taken with all my being.

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But my brother had taken the first step and I watched as he slowly weathered away to an empty shell that barely had enough left to desperately grab on to me and hold on…as I'm the only one left. The blonde left her and she …well no one really knows.

My head cleared from the past instantly when the car door swung open as harsh beams of light lit up the entire cab of the limo. I shook my head as I reached for my case, gracefully sliding from my seat before handing my driver my somewhat crushed coffee cup to dispose of. My thoughts returned as I mindlessly walked the same path I've walked hundreds of times.

What caused her to run to the red headed mob boss? Instead of us? ….or even Honey, Mori ,we were her best friends. What the hell caused her to turn away from her best friends?

An all too familiar empty feeling began to echo from my chest ….a feeling caused most likely by the small jaunt through the past…or could it be the hope I dared to feel? Whatever caused it I could feel a strong burning desire my body is urging me to extinguish.

"Good morning, Hitachiin-sama." A cheerful voice echoed in my ears as her heels clicked quickly behind me with a tablet held loosely in her fingers. I opened a sleek frosted door with "Hitachiin" etched in the smooth surface. Glancing over to see my brother's side dark and abandoned. He must have at least found enough time to pry himself from the octopus like models to call the office.

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"Ah, yeah good morning. What's on my schedule for the day?" As I entered yet another frosted door with my entire name etched into the glass. When we joined the company our mother insisted she said "if she wanted us to be identified by our surname she wouldn't have wasted all that time into finding the perfect name for us."…..what we're we going to say "no"? Yeah right, if you knew our mother you would know that's a waste of breath.

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My assistant with her greyed hair wrapped in a tight professional bun stood in front of my desk, tapping on the screen with her polished red nails.

Nervously clearing her throat and speaking. "Ah well, Hitachiin-sama, I'm afraid your meeting has been canceled."

Allowing my dark woolen overcoat to fall from shoulders, tossing it and my bag on to a nearby couch. Flopping down into my rolling chair with my golden eyes sharply pointed at my assistant. "What? I needed to have that meeting before I left ….otherwise the next fall's season will be off schedule."

My assistant shifted her feet as she pushed her glasses up with a finger. "Well, I'm afraid it's…I tried to message you." My golden eyes burned at the woman who was yet another one of my mother's ideas.

Shuffling some paperwork my assistant must have left on my desk that most likely warranted my immediate attention. I quickly scanned the pages while I spoke to her. "No, I received your message and messaged him back personally …..You know enough of this. I'm done, it's my name that's on the dam building. I tried to explain what I expected for next fall, but the man's just stubborn." Raiseing a hand to pitch the bridge of my nose in irritation. "Contact Human resources and security …..Greta, you know what to do. "

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"Ah, yes sir." Through the corner of my eye I caught sight that my assistant wasn't leaving.

I lowered the contract to my desk as my golden eyes turned to the elder woman. "Yes, was there something else?"

"Um, Hitachiin-sama, sir the agency sent over a model that your brother requested. She's out in your waiting area." The woman speaks with some apprehension.

"Greta, why in the world would you do that? I'm leaving in days, I won't be able to use her this trip it's too late to integrate her into the show. My brother most likely needs her for a print ad, talk to his assistant." My attention is drawn back to the contract that's so carefully laced in my fingers.

"Ah, sir…. I moved her to your waiting room, well because your brother can be a bit harsh with girls when ….." My assistant fidgets with her fingers over the surface of her tablet.

"When what, Greta?" Tossing the crisp white pages to my desk with some irritation .Normally I could hide behind my well-constructed bored mask, but today hasn't been one of my normal days. With my little phone call and the painful trip that left my body burning. I'm afraid my patients were running thin at the moment.

"The eyes sir." She didn't even look at me when she spoke just above a whisper to me.

"Ah, I see, yes….you were right to navigate her in my direction. Well, send her in….I'll send her off myself." I dismissively spoke as I raised from my seat to walk to my own creative workstation to try and fix the mayhem that stubborn man has thrown next fall's season into. Sliding into my leather drafting chair, scouting close to my desk .My fingers reach for the lever under my seat before the chair started to rise to the proper position of my desk.

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With well-practiced eyes I began to scan the large papers with next fall's designs scrolled over them. My eyes would switch back and forth as I compared the design production worksheets that sit rested on the slick glossed surface reflecting the morning light. They needed to be approved and sent to production. The meeting that man canceled was the last chance for next fall's team to sign off on the designs so they could be sent to production. Without that meeting it's going to be up to me to check each design for next year.

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I'm afraid since this morning I'm in no condition for such detailed work …..But with my brother entertaining two of my runway models, Hika, is going to be absolutely no help. So I'm afraid that left the impossible for me to accomplish in my current state…my needful burning state.

I quickly licked my fingers to grab a sharpened HB pencil from my speckled hand blown pencil containers that rested on my desk. With my pencil loosely held between my fingers rocking back in fourth. I carefully check the final draft of my design .Comparing it to the production sheets precisely placed next to the final draft.

"Hitachiin-sama you wish to see me, sir?" A woman's voice could be heard from behind me .

Without even looking up I spoke in a dismissive tone. "Ah, yes I'm afraid you won't be needed. Leave your call information and headshot with my assistant and maybe I will be able to use you for next season's tour. ….I'm afraid the job you were recommended for doesn't quite fit your particular look …..Good day."

"It's just as well, I tried to tell the agency I didn't want to work for that twin in the first place …Thank you for your time."

I rolled my eyes I really didn't have time to deal with one of my brother's scorned flings….but I didn't want to have a problem with the agency down the road. Both my brother and I agreed long ago when it came to little situations such as this we would help each other out …..We had little projects stuck aside here in there to resolve the matter quickly. Hell, most of the time they couldn't tell which twin screwed them over.

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I finished checking the design as I spoke in my "sensitive and head of company" tone, which is a contradiction in its self, but I found it's the most effective. "Please, wait a moment. You have a problem with my twin? Maybe, I can be of some help?"

"No, that's okay. I knew what I was getting into with that one." The woman shook her head as she stopped before the door.

As I lifted my head I knew it wasn't my twin the model had a problem with, it was me …As I caught sight of her eyes. As she is one of my previous guilty pleasures.

"Oh, well are you sure? It was Hikaru, right?" A devious smile formed on my lips as my eyes traveled along her curved supple body. Her long waved chestnut brown hair flowed off to the side to cascade past her shoulders.

At first her face looked slightly confused as if it just dawned on her she never caught the name of the offending party, until her eyes lit up as I offered my brother up for sacrifice. "Yeah, that's him."

I slowly walked up to the coffee eyed model with melted cat like eyes burning at her. I stopped close enough to feel her body heat radiate on to my body. My finger glided up her arm in a soft touch as I spoke in a "friendly" tone. "Well, you know I've been told I'm the sensitive twin between the two of us."

She leaned into my touch as she let out a relaxed sigh between her glossy pink lips. "Yes, I've been told that, too. "

Yes, it's that easy ….I almost had to bite down on my lip to keep myself from laughing .She really had no idea and she really didn't care, any handsome CEO of an international fashion company will do ."

"Would you like me to show you just how sensitive I can be?" As my fingers slowly whispered over the valley that's found just above her hips, my eyes danced around her body. My thoughts were wrapped around just how I'm going to dive into my guilty pleasure.

"Ah what about your work? Your assistant said you were rather busy today and you could only spare a minute." She asked in a teasing manner.

Lightly intertwining our fingers as I begin to lead her to my desk. With one long twitching finger I flick a switch causing the shades to slowly fall over the windows….shading all but one section. My warm firm lips brushed against her soft skin at the nape of her neck.

"Well, maybe we can help each other out …..You can help me with a little concentration problem I'm having this morning and I might be able to help you in an upcoming assignment at our Paris office." With two hands I quickly lifted the chestnut beauty onto the smooth reflexive surface as the light shined through the windows that circled my desk.

With a seductive smile forming on her moisten pink lips she speaks softly as I lower the top of her body against the glossy surface. "Hmm, that sounds mutually beneficial."

Slowly gliding a hand up her leg to slip under her dress to find she came to her assignment hoping for more than just a simple photo assignment from my brother.

"Oh, it can be… if you just know how to play the game…..here let me show you the rules."

End of chapter 5


A/N Okay chapter five is done ….I know you guys wanted it faster….and just to let you know I skipped over "Forgotten Heart" and "Hikaru's Doodle's" updates. To get this out faster …But I wanted to celebrate! Thanks to you guys. You made "Back in our world." Second most followed story of my little collection second only to "Lifetime Bonds". So, yea way to go, thanks!

So I wanted to add a little twin action in this one but that darn phone call was is in my way. Ah, shucks well maybe next time ….well soon anyway.

Hey guys I just want to let you know Oct is my house cleaning month : I'm cleaning up old stories…..I'm going to update just nowhere close to my normal schedule .It's only for October

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