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Back In Our World

Chapter 10 A visitor for the office.


The next morning …

Pulling my hand from my dark suit pocket to extend it to catch the immaculate glass door. My eyes catch sight of a well-dressed, exhausted man that could do with a good night sleep. Bags have begun to emerge under his golden eyes. His thick hair is impeccably styled as always but it just doesn't have its normal ginger shine. In fact if you were to ask anyone passing by in the street they would say the striking man is barely holding it together.

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"Hitachiin-sama, sir, let me get the door for you." The doorman pulls the door open and the transparent man vanishes.

"Thank you." Nodding my head to the doorman as I pull my hand away and slide it back into my pocket. The soft soles of my ebony Italian crafted shoes glide across the polished reflective floor, heading straight to the buffed stainless steel elevator. Where I lift my head to see the tired man once more. His handsome features are steeped in deep concern, almost like his past is haunting his present with unanswered questions.

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The steel elevator door slides open causing me to lose sight of the man. An attendant sticks his head out with a wide smile. "Hitachiin-sama are you going up sir?"

"Uh, yeah, thank you." Stepping into the small metal box I turn to face the door as I catch sight of the man once more. The smug, attractive professional looks like he should have everything and everyone lying before his feet. If you bother to look close enough, deep in the man's emotional eyes. They tell a different story of a petrified teen boy running from a wounded heart.

The strong steel door slides open and the accomplished man disappears once more. "Hitachiin-sama isn't this your floor sir?"

Lifting my head to notice the white glowing l.e.d lit number beaming from overhead. "Uh, yes it is, Thank you." Answering somewhat distracted as my leather shoes step from the elevator. Strolling next to a decorative high glossed marbled wall that leads to our offices. A glowing orange light leaks in from one of the building's numerous windows flashing in the corner of my eye, causing me to turn my head. When I catch sight of the man once more standing in the hallway. A reflection of a shell of a man that stands before me who snuck out long before the blazing orb peeked out for the day. The immaculately dressed man that didn't have the balls to talk to his twin before he flew out of the country…..

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A startled older blond woman's head pops up from her screen. "Hitachiin-sama, what are you doing here? You're late for your flight." Nervously leaping from her desk with the sounds of screaming propelled birds resonating from her desk.

Glancing down at my gilded watch I clear my throat before arrogantly speaking to the woman. "Uh, no I think my brother is well on his way, by now."

The woman hastily reaches down to fumble with her mouse to cut the volume from her screen before scrambling to find her tablet at the disheveled desk.

Reaching out for the frosted door that I've been born to travel through with the name "Hitachiin" etched in the glass. Walking through the door I notice how gloomy and abandoned the other half of the massive room looks with my twin gone once more. The heels of the bleach blond hurriedly click across the polished floor to catch up with me. "Oh…ah, good morning sir. Here let me get the door. "The Blond woman nervously extends a hand to straighten her hair. Reaching for another frosted door with the name "Hitachiin Hikaru" etched into it.

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Her heels click busily all around me as she begins to flick on every possible switch to lighten the darken office. She quickly takes my coat before I stroll to my padded leather chair to plop down at my desk. Reaching out a hand to open the polished black lid to my laptop to wake up five glossy black screens that encircled my immaculate desk. "Hilda, when Gertrude gets in please send her to my office immediately." Not even bothering to look up from my screen while issuing orders to my assistant in a distracted manner as I tap in passwords on a wireless keyboard.

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"Ah, Gertrude sir?" My assistant nervously asks.

Glancing up at the blond before speaking in annoyed tone. "Ah, you know, what's her name? …..She's my brother's assistant."

"Greta, sir?" The older woman glances down at her tablet before looking up at me.

Speaking gruffly with my golden eyes darting from screen to screen. "Yeah, whatever her name is, tell her I wish to see her…..Oh, and find out from her which employee has been giving my twin problems. If my brother already fired him, which I highly doubt knowing him…. then I'll just need his file."

"Sir, I'm not sure but I think Greta is ether traveling with your brother or on vacation."

My ginger head shoots up from my various flashing screens with my eyes gleaming sharply at the woman, giving her a knowing look. I roughly hit my pointer finger at my desk while speaking abruptly. "No, she hasn't traveled with my brother in years …..If she's going on vacation then please have someone drag her back here A.S.A.P…Understand."

"Ah, yes sir." The blond timidly bows her head.

"That will be all." Waving a dismissive hand while my eyes stay firmly glued on my screens.

A few hours later ….

Paying little attention of the various screens flashing rotating numbers around my distracted ginger head. With my normal bored expression plastered on my face while tilted in my palm my mind drifts….


Flashback …

When the screen flashes in front of my eyes my face goes completely white. My normally strong knees begin to shake before collapsing under me, sending them crashing down to the polished wooden floor. Kneeling on the floor I stare at the phone through tear laden eyes. With shock stealing air from my lungs I could only utter out a few words from my lips. "My god… he found her."

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My knees stayed petrified on the chilled wooden floor while staring at my brother's phone through streams of tears. My mind took in every detail of the lost girl's…..well now, woman's haunting features through trapped glazed eyes. I'm not really sure how long my emotional eyes were held captive studying the picture… when sounds of the early morning staff scrambling outside my door finally tears my attention from …"her".

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I manage with some difficulty to gradually climb to my feet with frozen, sore joints. To hobble over to the corner to peek at my brother's sleeping form. Hearing Kaoru release a long rattling snore from his lips I limp back to my twin's robe. I quickly send the email and it's attachment to two different locations before going back and erasing any trace of my digital footprint on my brother's phone. Once done, I check the darken screen for the time before slipping the phone back in to my brother's terry cloth pocket….. Noticing its a few hours before our requested wakeup call.

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With my heart racing and my bewildered mind somewhat on autopilot with one thought throwing me in dire action… I needed to leave…. My one robotic thought guided my hasty actions as I headed for my clothes. Slightly untucked and disheveled under my long winter coat I managed to alert the staff to arrange another driver for my brother. Also relaying a message for Kaoru of some bogus emergency meeting. Not caring whether I left anything behind I promptly crept away in the dark of night. Leaving the Hitachiin hot spring and… my twin …behind before I managed to take a deep breath.

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"Home." Is the only word that broke the silence.

I watched the smallish like dot of the Hitachiin spring shrink into the distance with every yellow line that slips from the back window. Turning around before flopping back in my leather seat with only a small white interior light shining overhead. My hands quickly find their way to a crystal cut decanter and a gleaming short glass. Popping the multi-faceted crystal ball top to pour myself a double before setting the decanter intact back where it belongs.

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Extending my free hand to roughly run through my ginger hair while I let out a long exhausted sigh from my lips. My hand lifts the 25 year old malted liquid to my lips while I jerk back my head to take in the first splash of the burning drink. Resting the glass on my knee while settling deep in my seat to finally attempt to wrap my mind around the new information. I really shouldn't be surprised that Kaoru went behind my back to try and find her. With the whole "guilty pleasure" situation his actions pretty much silently screamed out to me ….that he needed her …and deep down I knew he was still searching for her…I just refused to admit it to myself …..In fact I refused to see a lot of things ….even about myself.

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End of flash back …


Ignoring my other screens I couldn't help but stare at the enlarged grainy picture sitting on my wide laptop screen. Trying to digitally improve the picture by adding pixels and changing the aperture. The picture looked like it had been taken in a poorly lit room with a phone .The image maybe grainy but it was definitely her. Her head is almost turned like she knew she was about to get her picture taken with the camera catching her wide brown eyes. Her dark hair was pulled back in a high, somewhat messy, long ponytail. My lips couldn't help but lift at the corners when I noticed she still continued to dress like a boy. With a large sweatshirt trying to hide her feminine curves. I could tell from the snug denim clinging to the curve of her hips there was no way of confusing her as a boy any longer.

She stood in a dimly lit room with a drag queen standing behind the bar, and if I was a betting man, which at times I very well could be …..The cross dressing man is Ranka .Which means this picture had to be taken in some kind of bar…..like the one Ranka use to work at.

"Ah, excuse me sir."

"Hmm, yes." Speaking in a distracted tone as I continue to manipulate the photo.

"Sir, some of the agencies sent over a few models for your upcoming shoot….would you like me to start sending them in."

"Uh, no…. not today, just leave me with their information." Not peeling my eyes from the digitally enhanced picture speaking in a distracted voice.

"Sir?" Asking in a confused tone.

Letting out an irritated sigh before flashing my golden eyes sharply at my assistant. "Please just take their headshots or whatever and I'll sort through them later…Yes Hilda, is there something else?" Reaching up a hand to pitch the bridge of my nose to ward off an oncoming tension headache.

"Ah, yes sir…I was able to track down both the employee's you requested, they should be here shortly."

"Oh, very good…...oh, hey Hilda, could you get a hold of the company we used for my "little driver "concern from the other day?"

Glancing at her tablet she taps a finger across the glossy screen to retrieve the information before reading it to me. "Sir, the Komatsu Agency?"

"Komatsu?" With the familiar name my mind flashes.


Flashback ….

..But he just received a message marked urgent from a "Komatsu Agency"?

Finding it odd that it was sent directly to Hitachiin Kaoru and not our normal "Hitachiin-sama". Something told me not to open the message but that there was something familiar about the name. So curious I opened the urgent text message.

Urgent! To: Hitachiin Kaoru

"My man in Portland, Oregon just started surveillance on our secret rodeo .He forwarded this pic to me of a little loss bird he had taken and I thought it might be important. After your peepers check the pic give me a jingle to let me know if it's time for me to take to the air …Seeing as Kasanoda has his fingers all over this."

Komatsu

End of flashback …


The woman extends a hand to shift her glasses as she speaks cautiously. "Yes sir, your brother's assistant gave me the name of the company when you needed to look into the "driver "issue. She sends the agency's invoices to his private accountant, monthly …Ah, will that be all sir?"

"Ah yes, but please email me that company's information." My eyes shined with mischief from the newly related information.

"Is there something I can assist you with, sir?" Tapping on her tablet as she speaks.

"No, thank you …please let me know when the employees arrive." Sinking my eyes back into my photo editing.

"Very well sir." She purposely struts out of my office.

A familiar ringtone goes off in my desk drawer. The same ring tone that's been going off for a while now. Jerking open my drawer to swiftly retrieve my stainless-steel phone. I swipe my thumb across the glass to answer it on speaker phone.

"Hey Kao, how's the flight?"

"Hikaru, where have you been? I've been calling you." My twin whined over the phone.

"Oh, you know me I had that emergency meeting and had to interview a few models …..etc. …etc." Talking to my twin while messing with the photo.

"You couldn't even spare a minute to text me back."

"Sorry Kao, I've been busy little brother and away from my phone." Speaking a bit distracted with my eyes glued to the screen.

"Oh, I see you been that kind of busy." I rolled my eyes to his reference.

"Opps you caught me, I needed something to keep me distracted while my brother flies off for who knows how long."

"Hika, something happened this morning…. I need to speak with you about." My brother nervously speaks over the phone.

His words drew me away from the picture. "Oh?" Secretly praying he wasn't ready to talk about it because to be honest….I'm not in the slightest. I'm not really ready to acknowledge the feelings my own body has been trying for months to convince me of ….let alone adding another person's thoughts into the mix even if those happen to be my twins .

"Never mind…. I'll just talk about it with you the next time…. I see you." Kaoru nervously speaks.

Breathing a sigh of relief. "Well, I guess we'll talk about it face to face when you get back then."

My blond assistant walks into my office giving me a look.

"Hey Kao, my assistant is waving me into another meeting …..I need to let you go. Okay?"

My brother lets out a heavy sigh over the phone. "Yeah, I should try and call mine and see if she'll even take my call yet."

My assistant's blue eyes grow with my brother's words. "Hey Kao, why not give her a little more time, I think she stepped out for a minute."

My assistant tries to ignore the conversation while sliding her finger at her tablet. "Wait she's there, I thought she was going on vacation?"

"Ah, she must have come in to finish a few things up….before she leaves." I nervously reach up and scratch the back of my neck.

"Yeah, that's probably it, I'll call her later….Hey Hika about what you said at the hot spring….. I already miss you, man." My twin speaks with affection.

My assistant acts like she's distracted with her tablet and nervously turns her back. "I love you too, Kao."

"Me too Hika, I'll see you soon." and with that my brother ends the call.

My hands move to close the lid of my laptop to reveal my golden cat like eyes shining brightly with an evil smirk etched on my face. "Hilda, you may send the man in first and save my brother's assistant for last." With a slight malicious tone slipping through to my assistant.

End of Hikaru's POV


An impeccably dressed man gracefully walks to the front desk to stand before an older blond sitting behind the desk. "Yes, how may I help you?" The older woman politely asks the handsome man.

But before the young professional can answer a pudgy red-faced man practically gets tossed out the frosted glass doors. The distressed man nervously fumbles with his fingers while loosening his tie as he mumbles with worry. "How the hell am I going to tell my wife were moving…..who the hell knew that the Hitachiin company had an office in northern Greenland….but hey, I guess it's somewhat of a promotion, vice president of sales in the swimwear division.?"

"Hilda, you can send her in now." A voice grumbles over the intercom.

The blond woman hits a button on the intercom. "Yes sir, Hitachiin-sama, right away."

"Greta, Hitachiin-sama will see you now." The older woman removes her finger to speak to another woman whose eyes are wide and her face is drained of all color as she stares off at the worried man. The stunned woman just nods her head and mindlessly leaves her seat to enter the frosted doors.

"Sorry about that, it's somewhat of a busy day today. Now, how may I help you?" The blond woman asks politely to the dark haired gentleman.

"Yes, if it wouldn't be terribly too much of an inconvenience I would like to meet with Hitachiin Hikaru about a rather pressing matter." The man politely speaks.

The older woman looked at the young man with the grey eyes suspiciously for using her boss's full name. "Ah, I'm not sure if he can meet with you today, his schedule is quite full…..and your name is?"

Placing a finger to adjust his glasses, allowing the shine from the light to reflect off them. The flawless gentleman coolly speaks with a smirk emerging on his lips. "Oh, I'm sorry. Please inform Hitachiin-san an Ootori-san is here ….a Kyoya, Ootori-san is here to see him….I'm sure he'll see me."

The blond woman studies the man before timidly pressing the button. "Sir, sorry for the interruption but a Mr. Ootori wishes to speak with you regarding a pressing matter."

The intercom went silent for a moment before a man's voice grumbled over the speaker. "Kyoya Ootori?"

The woman glances her blue eyes over to the glasses wearing man who nods his head before her finger finds its way to the button. "Ah, yes sir, that's right."

"Yeah, please have him wait, I'll meet with him once I'm done." The man smugly speaks over the speaker.

The older woman smiled at the polished gentleman. "Hitachiin-sama says he'll speak with you shortly. …..would you like anything to drink while you wait?" The blond woman offers politely.

"No, thank you, I'll just stay out of your way and go sit in your adequate seating area. "The man with the glasses smugly spoke while dismissively waving a hand.

The older woman hidden by her large computer screen studied the man that used her boss's full name ….and wondered just where the elegant man knew her boss from?

A short while later ….

A little while later a frazzled older woman with salt and pepper hair tied in a bun mindlessly walks out of the frosted glass doors with almost a crazed look in her eyes .Her normally neat bun is barely holding the strands in place as she walks over to the older blond sitting at the large desk. She reaches over the desk to clasp tightly on the blonde's shirt before leaning in and speaking with desperation. "Your boss is the….. Devil." The grandmother like woman let's go of the shirt before giving her own shirt a quick tug to smooth out the wrinkles. Trying to regain a modicum of her dignity she extends a hand up to her messed hair to try and neatly smooth it down while she walks to the other side of the Hitachiin-sama floor.

The lips of the dark haired gentleman widen into a smirk before his eyes fall back to his tablet.

"Ootori-san, he will see you now." The blonde older woman sashays over to the frosted door to hold it open for the man.

"Ah, thank you." Gracefully lifting from his seat .Gives a small nod to the woman before walking through the door.


Hikaru's POV

Well, I can't say I'm surprised when my assistant informed me over the intercom of Kyoya's arrival. With the discovery of Jimmy having ties with the "Black Onion" I expected my old sempi to show his glasses covered face around here sooner or later.

My assistant shows my old schoolmate through the door. Gracefully standing from my seat to walk over to the dark haired man to shake his hand. "Kyoya, this a surprise, please have a seat." Shaking his hand firmly while looking him straight in his cold calculating eyes before motioning to a seat opposite of mine.

"Ah yes thank you for seeing me .I won't occupy too much of your time." He gracefully takes a seat, setting his black briefcase near his feet.

"So what's this about?" Sitting back in my overstuffed chair at the other side of my desk.

"It seems a little bird informed me that your brother is searching for a lost cross dresser…that I and Suoh-san wish to remain lost." The man coolly speaks.

Raising an eyebrow while resting my hands in my lap. "Really, and who pray tell is this little bird to have such private information."

He waves a dismissive hand. "Oh, just an acquaintance of mine …no one of any merit I assure you."

Shrugging my shoulders while crossing my arms at my chest. "Well, it seems your little bird is wrong…..but now that you mention it, you and Tamaki never explained to the rest of us why you came back without our friend. "

"Well, it really doesn't matter it's been so long ago and both myself and Tamaki would greatly appreciate if you could talk to your brother and stop his search." Kyoya extends a finger to adjust his glasses.

I learned long ago that Kyoya messing with his glasses is a "tell "of his behavior…..in other words when Kyoya didn't want us to know the truth he hid his lying eyes behind the gleam of his glasses.

Lacing my fingers and resting them in my lap. "Well, I believe your mistaken my brother hasn't informed me he's been looking but if he was, it might help me convince him ….if I knew all of the story."

"Well, I suppose it's time that you were enlightened…I trust this delicate issue won't go any further then your brother." Kyoya reaches for his black brief case that was resting next to his feet.

"What about the rest of the club members ….don't you think they deserve to know."

"I was only given permission to inform you by Tamaki. He wishes to keep the matter closed and private to protect both parties." He reaches into his briefcase before sliding a black file across my desk.

"Inside this file you'll fine disturbing evidence to what I'm about to tell you….It seems the crossdresser fooled us all. When she and Tamaki moved to Boston she entered a special paralegal study program. She soon also entered a study group."

"So, we all knew she wanted to become a lawyer, that's hardly breaking news." Shrugging my shoulder once more.

"Ah yes, I would tend to agree with you, if that's all it was."

"I'm listening."

Kyoya reached up to adjust his glasses. "Well, the study group started spending more and more time together. At first Tamaki was fine with her schedule being as he was detained in meetings a lot of the time for his family's corporation….but the days became nights and the nights became long weekends. Her spending habits changed, she no longer wanted the simple life and was accustom to shall we say the more finer things in life ….in fact she went as far as to demand things from Tamaki. Now this in itself was not a problem, Tamaki was happy to provide her anything her heart's desired…but her attitude to him became distant and curt. He happen to mention it to me in a phone call, he was afraid she was in some kind of trouble ….because of him. Like she was being blackmailed or temporary held hostage by corporation ninjas."

"Corporation ninjas, really?" Asking in a disbelieving tone.

"We are talking about Tamaki, are we not?" The man rests his hand in his lap.

"Ah, yeah good point…please continue." I motion with my hand.

"Well her changed behavior was also giving the Suoh's room for concern. So they contacted myself and asked for my friend's sake if I would fly out and investigate the crossdresser's normal routine."

"You were asked by the Souh's to spy on Haruhi?" Leaning in to rest my laced fingers on to my desk as I asked with disbelief.

"Well, to look after her on Tamaki's behalf…they were on their way of being officially engaged after all."

"Oh I get it, one last search throughout the old background before the blonde popped the question…..making sure there wasn't anything there that would embarrass the groom's family. So what, you found a few too many skeletons in Ranka's closet for the Suoh's taste?" I nervously chuckled at my little joke.

Taking a finger to push his glasses up on the bridge of his nose. "Ah no, it wasn't skeletons I found…..well the file has all the evidence you'll need to persuade your brother…..again I trust this will go no further than your brother." And with that the cold hearted man walked out of my office.

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Curious of what my old schoolmate found I swiftly open the file. At first I see receipt after receipt of various things but at the end of the many white sheets of paper my eyes went wide before quickly turning the stiff glossy paper. The problem is when I managed to turn that page before I could reach the end of the file there was another one just like it. Forcing me to close the file with my stomach turning and a slight blush on my cheeks.

End of Hikaru POV


End of chapter 10.

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