*Disclaimer I do not own Ouran Host Club, and never will.

Back In Our World

Chapter 20 Brother's conflict.


Hikaru's POV

With my shaky sweaty palm wrapped tightly round my sleek black phone my heart races with the second ring. Eyes squeezed tight, intensely praying to myself I'm somehow wrong, when my rapidly beating heart stopped as the third ring is cut short. Inwardly cursing to myself with my fingers violently clenching the phone as I suddenly hear my younger brother's voicemail, causing me to end the call. Knowing my twin had denied me.

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"See what did I tell you?" The irate father hovering over me flings back his out of control ginger strands. Revealing flaming eyes burning towards me, as he roughly pokes at my chest. "His lecherous twin is too busy doing just awful things to my little girl to even answer the damn phone!"

I quickly jump to my feet causing my chair to crash to the floor. Roughly swinging out, knocking his hand away from my chest, tired of the crazy father's bullshit. My lethal golden eyes stare down at the father shoving my face closer to the crossdresser. "Shut the hell up, Ranka! You don't know Kaoru like I do, he would never do anything remotely like that to your daughter!"

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Ranka speaks through clenched teeth behind his bright red smeared lipstick stained lips. "Watch it rich boy, you're not out of the clear just yet." My body burned for a little payback with my twitching fingers curling into shaky fists. Doing everything possible to physical restrain myself from striking out at the irate father. Knowing he would already be a bloody mess if he wasn't lucky enough to be Haruhi's father…but the man was pushing the very last overly taxed muscle that was barely restraining me ,and even I had a limit to his antics, hell, it's not like I've had the nicest day because of him .

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The intimidating mob boss suddenly appears between us, giving us a sharp warning look. "Okay I think everyone just needs to calm the hell down!"

"Ha, you rich bastard you better listen to him!" Ranka arrogantly ignores Kasanoda.

Kasanoda's heated eyes turn sharply on the cross dresser as he throws two hands on his shoulders to forcibly encourage the distraught father to take a seat. "Ranka, sit the hell down, it's your own damn fault she's missing!"

With one hand 'firmly' resting on Ranka's, shoulder the mob boss leans in closer. Until the two men are eye to eye to one another. "You should have just let Kaoru see her in the first place, and then none of this would have happened. What the hell did you expect was going to happen with my guys watching over her? She would have been perfectly safe to meet him." Kasanoda taps the father on the cheek as he stands up.

Letting off a frustrated sigh. "Besides like he said, I also believe Kaoru doesn't pose any kind of risk to your daughter."

The mob boss turns his attention towards me, lifting his hand to his dropped head, pitching the bridge of his nose. "And you, Fashion Guy, I know you have nothing to do with her disappearance, but tensions are too high for my likening," Tossing out his free hand to motion to the father. "You can see what I have to deal with. Could you just try again?"

"Yeah sure, not a problem." Nodding my head, swiping a thumb across the gleaming glass screen. Acting laid back, causal, as if my face wasn't throbbing with every word my tender mouth formed in front of the mob boss, however just beneath the surface is an entirely different matter. Sure, I could say I'm intensely angry with Kao, but I'm not. At the moment I'm just flat out petrified with even the mere possibility of the one person I've always trusted to have lied to me , and to make matters worse it's about her. I would rather spend my final hours strapped to the chair and beaten senselessly by the crossdresser then make the simple phone call, and find out the truth.

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Lifting the phone to my ear with slippery perspiring palm and a racing heart. Hoping for once my responsible twin forgot to charge his phone. My breath caught when the first resounding ring echoed in my ear. Quickly followed by a second and then my heart crashed to halt.

"Hey stranger, I haven't talked you in a couple of days, you had me a bit worried." My brother happily answered his phone.

He answered my call… I had no choice but to ask while I desperately prayed to be wrong. That somehow the other Hitachiin jet parked at PDX belonged to any other family member other than my twin. Through clenched teeth, I used the very last breath I could muster to speak. "Kaoru, let me speak with Haru."

"Hika." My golden eyes squeeze tight. Inwardly repeating I'm wrong ….I'm wrong …please be fucking wrong.

My brother lets out a long breath before speaking softly. "Hika… Let me explain."

My entire being practically shatters with those four simple words.

"Haru ….Now." Is all I could say.

After that, I heard some rustling and my brothers muffled voice sadly mutter words. "Haru, it's for you."

"Hello." My heart stopped with the sound of a sweet voice from my distant past. I was so caught up with my brother's unseemly behavior I hadn't even realized whom else I might talk to…. who else I was even asking for.

"Haru, is it…..is it really you?" My words barely whisper out.

"Oh thank goodness, give me that damn phone!" The panicked father leaps from his chair shoving himself over me causing my chair to tumble backwards. He violently struggles to reach the object I desperately wanted to keep.

"Hell no, I'm using it right now!" Throwing out an arm, forcibly shove him away from me.

"She's my daughter, you damn doppelganger!" Pulling back my tightly held fist, ready to deck his ass as he suddenly reminded me of "him". Until a subtle clearing of a throat abruptly stopped our vicious tussle.

"Fashion guy, hand it over." The ginger simply held out his hand with a deadly expression on his face.

With a huff, I begrudgingly hand over my phone to the ginger mob boss. Where he simply presses the speaker button, holding it out in front of us. Laying on the floor, frozen in our fight, our stunned eyes blink at the mob bosses effortless answer to our antics. We both suddenly realize our awkward position and roughly push ourselves away from one another, sitting on the floor, with plenty of room between us.

"Hey Fujioka, Ritsu here, are you all right?" The worried mob boss speaks out.

"Ritsu? Why is Hikaru with you?" The troubled woman asks with concern. Hearing her voice wrap around my name for the first time in so many silent years causes a sharp pain in my chest.

"Ah well, about that, I'm afraid there was a little misunderstanding." The mob boss fidgets with my phone as he awkwardly tries to explain.

"Oh no, you didn't! Kasanoda, you promised! Is he all right?" The woman begins to panic. Kasanoda flashes his eyes in my direction. I just shake my head, wordlessly telling the mob boss to let it go. There was no reason for her to know. The mod boss nods his head, understanding my wishes.

Ritsu grumbles into the phone. "Never mind about him, I have a panicked pregnant wife who's quite concerned about your safety. Are you all right?"

"Ah yes, I'm perfectly fine. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to cause you two any kind stress…Is Mei okay?" The remorseful women asks with apprehension. Her voice didn't sound like the old Haruhi from my past she sounded extremely sad ….she sounded broken.

A sweet smile quickly forms on Kasanoda's lips when he begins to think about his wife. "Yes she's-"The sight of the happily married man caused my chest to burn a bit.

"Never mind that, have that bastard bring you back here!" The mod boss sharply glares at the cross dressing father after he so rudely interrupted him.

The voice over the phone awkwardly clears her throat. "Uh, I'm afraid he won't do that ….he stubbornly says he just wants to fix things…from the past." I know my twin ….and that sounded exactly like him, well exactly like us.

"Then Sweetie, just tell Kasanoda where you are and will come and get you." The ginger father desperately calls out to the phone.

She lets out a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry Dad, I'm afraid I can't do that either."

"Fine, I'm sure this one could tell us with a little encouragement." The crazed father attempts to reach out to me, but I easily shove him away with one hand. Now that my hands were no longer tied behind my back, the ginger father should know I'm a hell a lot harder to deal with. I will not be pushed around so easily by just anyone and that included him.

"Stop Ranka, before you go off 'encouraging' innocent people let me talk to her." The mob boss gives the crossdresser a warning look.

Kasanoda voice turns serious as his eyes lift to look at me, sitting speechless on the floor. "Haruhi, is this what you want, are you finally ready?"

"Yes Ritsu, I think I am." Her sad voice whispers out into the room.

Giving me a knowing look, he drops his head. "Then I wish you nothing but happiness. I'll make sure your father stays out of trouble."

"Thanks Ritsu, but I can't allow that, you've already done so much."

"Kasanoda, what are you thinking you can't do this." The ginger father shakes his head at the mob boss.

The mob boss ignores the panicked father's words. "Oh no, I Insist, We're all family here. Besides Mei is rather taken in by him…and at the moment I think you need some time to figure things out. An over protective father would just get in the way."

"No, Haruhi you can't mean that! You're not thinking clearly …that twin is obviously holding a gun to your head!" The mob boss glances over in my direction, catching me roll my eyes at the distraught father's choice of words.

"Ritsu, please take me off speaker and hand me to dad." Her soft words begin to firm with her tone.

The ginger crossdresser reaches out with a shaky hand, bringing my phone to his ear. "Sweetie, don't do this, you're not thinking straight, I'll come and get you myself." The lonely father begins to break down as he sits on the floor.

"The unheard other side of phone conversation"

"Listen here young lady as your father I absolutely forbid it, you're not ready."

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But…but you can't just leave me." The desperate man whispers out his sobbing words.

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I was about to interrupt and begrudgingly offer to take the crazed father with me, but Kasanoda silently shakes his head, stopping me.

"Okay I understand, I'll do it." The man's broken words slip into the room. Ranka lifts a shaky hand, wiping his mascara-trailed eyes.

After hearing the adamant father accept her decision, I silently sat on the floor wondering what exactly she said to get the overly protective father to finally agree.

"Yes, I love you too." Without another word, the ginger father slides his finger to end the call.

The defeated man stands with his miserable tousled head fallen, silently holding out the phone to me. A bit shocked I timidly lace my fingers around my phone as I watch the defeated man walkout of the room. "Kasanoda let him go."

End of Flashback….


"Hitachiin-sama, we are now entering the London's airspace, we should be landing shortly." The captain's voice breaks me from my thoughts.

Extending a hand to slide the beige covering away, allowing bright binding light to filter into the dimly lit cabin. My swollen golden eyes blink rapidly, before sliding my eyes to see the greenish grey land emerging far beneath the plane. I have no idea why, perhaps it is just my way of avoiding current hurtful events but my mind begins to quickly become reabsorbed into last night.

After Ranka miserably left and never returned, Kasanoda and I had a strange little conversation, while waiting for his estate's doc to check my face. He never inquired further, where my twin could possibly be. I guess he wanted to be able to honestly deny her whereabouts in case the desperate father changed his mind.

Shortly after that, Kasanoda escorted me back to the hotel with his apologies. Once alone I promptly notified my flight staff their vacation was over and to track down my brother's plane. As I was making flight arrangements with the captain I shoved, tossed everything back in my bags as fast as humanely possible. Only bothering with a quick shower, and a new set of clothes, before I made my way downstairs. Ignoring the odd look the desk attendant gave me for my roughed up appearance as I checked out. As soon as I set foot on the jet, all of my soar tender muscles fell into an exhausted state. I don't even remember making it to my bed as I just crashed forward on the first couch closest to the door.

Suddenly my body jerks back into my leather seat, pulling me from my thoughts once more as the plane begins to land.

A little later …

Setting one foot outside of the jet, casting my eyes up to see the dreary grey clouds spread out overhead. One of the jet's flight attendants gracefully pops opens a solid black umbrella in front of her, before lifting it over my head. "Here, Hitachiin-sama, it seems the London weather is a bit wet today. " The woman extends her free hand out, allowing tiny clear drops to splat against her palm.

My hand politely waves off the offered umbrella. "Well they can't always be sunny days." Lifting my hands to adjust my collar closer to my neck while grumbling to the flight attendant. I didn't mean to sound cold but I'm afraid I wasn't in the nicest of moods…But being the true professional she is the brunette woman just forced a wider smile on her face and didn't reply.

Glancing through the drizzled drops of moisture, I see a shiny black car parked next to the plane. While nodding my head to the flight attendant I quickly reach up to adjust the black leather strap of my small carry on, before briefly walking to the car. Noticing the driver isn't paying attention to my impending arrival I reach for the cold moisture doted handle and swing open the door myself.

The driver peeks out from a trashy tabloid to glace into the rear view mirror. "So Boss, you decided to wait for your brother after all?" He flings his magazine to the side while suddenly whipping his head around, with astonished eyes. "Boss, what the hell happened to your face?"

Ignoring the driver's unprofessional outburst as I settle myself into the soft leather seat. "Ah, I see my brother ignored my advice about hiring a chick, for the likes of you." Speaking somewhat coolly to driver as I reached out into the rain to close my own door.

The blond surfer like driver gives out a sheepish grin. "Your name wouldn't happened to be Hitachiin-sama Hikaru would it?"

"Well at least your bright, I'll give you that much." Raising an eyebrow to the driver as I adjust my mid-length leather overcoat.

"No freaking way!" The astonished driver gapes openly in front of me. "No wonder the Boss didn't give me a description." Reaching up to scratch his head.

"I'm guessing by your rather dumfounded expression my brother didn't inform you he's an identical twin?"

"No, he sure the hell didn't." The now facing forward driver shakes his head as he turns over the engine.

With my catlike eyes burning, I lean in with a serious look. "Well, now that you've fallen for my brother's little joke, where is he?"

End of Hikaru's POV


Kaoru's POV

"Ow, damn it again." I hissed through my teeth, bringing a small dot of pooled blood on my pricked finger to my lips. To say I was distracted would be understatement. To say my mind was somewhere else other than the last minute alterations of this season's blue dress would be true, and now my fingers were paying for it repeatedly.

You would think after last night I would be floating all over the place, despite my brother's strong feelings I'm undoubtingly going to have to face. After all, I just managed to properly confess to the beautiful burnet, something I've needed to do since a little after we met…..and this time I didn't step down. Hell, we even managed to kiss, but the amazing moment came to screeching halt with a single sentence uttered from her lips. And the crappy thing was it wasn't even said to me.

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After the phone call everything went awkwardly silent, she went back to the bench and I stood out by the glass, sadly watching the nighttime scenery pass by while downing several more glasses of the bubbled alcohol…no one attempted to touch the strawberries after the call. Thank goodness, I was able to contact the operator of the enormous ride and end our night earlier than planned. After that, we silently walked home. Only a distracted goodnight was said between us before leaving for our separate suites.

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Perhaps it was the mere fact that we were both worried for my twin in her father's violent hands, but it felt like something else was perplexing her mind….and her words spoken to her father were a large clue to what was on it…..and I'm ashamed to say it but on mine as well.

For the rest of the night I laid silently in the dark, with my hands tucked behind my head, staring at the ceiling. Her words spoken to her father repeated in my head, almost haunting me. Letting out a frustrated breath as I turn my head to stare at the adjoining door, leading to her.

My half-naked body only covered by a crisp white sheet, delicately lying over my waist with my bare leg peeking from the rumpled bedding. My fingers tightly squeeze hold of the pillow underneath my head as my body burned to burst through the taunting connecting door to continue our sweet moment…. But no I couldn't risk the small amount of trust I've already earned. So with another frustrated huff released from my craving lips I ignore my screaming body and turn to face the ceiling once more. Enduring the long tortuous night until my golden eyes finally manage to slide close.

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The door suddenly swings open causing my thoughts to emerge from last night. Both the blond model in the blue dress and myself snap our heads to the door. Seeing my irritated twin dressed in a black mid-length overcoat abruptly burst through the door. Until he purposely found his way to lean against my workstation with his arms folded to his chest. Silently signaling he was ready to "talk".

Clearing my throat to gain the blonde's attention from my brother's abrupt arrival. "Ah, could you take the dress to the tailor on site? He'll have you ready in no time." The blond nodded her head and scurried out the door, with it swinging shut behind her. The room became silent with both of us considering what should be said in such a tense moment.

Of course being astonished by my twin's abnormal appearance didn't help matters. "Hika, what the hell happened to your face?" Reaching up to carefully examine his bruised face with evident worry across my features.

He rolled his eyes while roughly knocking my hands away. "Careful, your beginning to sound like your blond driver. What the hell do you think happened to my face?" Hika's flaring temper mixes with his sharp tongue.

My brother roughly pokes a finger to my chest causing me to wince. "I can imagine if I yanked that shirt off I would find the same thing, all over your chest!"

His golden eyes burn towards me as he motions to his face, seething with anger. "This is the end product of a pissed off father freaking out about his missing daughter….thanks by the way for the heads up!"

"Hika, I thought you were in Japan, if I would have known-" I tried to reach out to my twin's arm, but he flinched away from my comforting touch. I stood there staring at my rejected hand, feeling utterly alone for the first time in my life.

"What, you would have lied to me that much more." My brother coldly cuts me off.

My rejected hand curled with my brother's words as a heat is awaken inside of me. Lifting my fist to slam against the table. "Damn it Hikaru! That's not fair, I wasn't the only one pretending to be elsewhere in the world!" My eyes blazed towards my twin.

My fuming brother steps closer to me, motioning to my chest. "Kaoru you didn't even tell me you were looking for her, in the first place!"

Swinging out wide my hand knocks Hikaru's away. "I wanted to damn it, but you were too far gone in your own bullshit denial to even see straight! One girl after another, after another, after another to mask what's really fucking hurting you." Abruptly alternating swinging arms with the harsh mention of Hikaru's playdates. To aggressively arrive with fiery eyes closely glaring into each other's.

"Your wrong Kaoru, what hurt most was finding out my twin is looking for our long lost friend behind my back." My brother squints his eyes.

"You know very well, she's more than a friend to both of us." Seething through clenched teeth.

"Yeah well, of course I know that ….now" He pulls away from our fiery stance with a thought. "That doesn't change the fact that you surprised the hell out of me when I came across her current picture." My twin backs away, folding his arms at his chest, grumbling his words.

Considering his words, my golden eyes suddenly grew wide with my brother's unknowing confession. "Wait a minute, you hacked my phone?!"

"Oh please, you act like we've never went through each other's email before." Shrugging his shoulders, while replying to my sudden realization. "I was bored and my intent was to help you with your little assistant problem."

Lifting my hands to quickly run through my ginger hair, replying a bit confused. "You were trying to help me with Greta?"

My brother nodded his head with a small awkward grin. "Correction, I 'fixed' your assistant problem," sheepishly scratching the back of his neck, "I guess I hadn't told you about that, just yet."

"Ah, no, that never came up."

Hikaru reached out to place a hand on my shoulder. His golden depressed eyes gazed into mine. "Look Kaoru, we use to have no need for passwords and secret emails….there wasn't any damn secrets ever between us."

Hikaru gives out a humorless chuckle. "By the way, if you really want to lock your phone, might I suggest you pick a different code, other than her birthday? It took me like two seconds to break it." Sliding his arm over my shoulders .Reaching over and playfully squeezing my face with his hand.

Rolling my eyes at my brother's natural behavior, freeing my face. "Yeah, I guess that was pretty stupid, maybe deep down I wanted to get caught …For you to just remember."

Letting out a heavy sigh. "Oh, I remember," Hikaru drops his arm and turns away from me while his tone turns painfully serious, "it just hurts too damn much to do it …So I guess I tried to shut out her memory." With my older brother's painfully honest words, the room grows silent between the two of us.

Hikaru awkwardly stares at his feet clearing his throat, before softly asking. "So uh ….how long has it been?"

"I'm sorry?"

Scratching the back of his head Hikaru asks cautiously. "Well uh w….when did you find her?"

I nervously swing my thumb away from me. "Oh, just a few days ago, I kind of accidently bumped into her on my way out of Portland." My voice turned miserably quiet as I reach over to rub my arm. "Uh, Hika I have to warn you, she isn't the same girl we once knew… The best word I can come up with is-"

Hikaru bluntly cuts me off. "Broken?" Letting out a heavy sigh. "Yeah, that's what she sounded like on the phone."

Softly speaking in a depressed tone, my eyes slowly slide to the floor for a sad moment. "That's not all, Ranka kind of told me when he first found her…. she couldn't think for herself."

He snaps his head up. "What?!" That bastard! No wonder Ranka went nuts on my ass!" I could see Hikaru clench his fists tightly at his sides.

"Hika, I wanted to tell you, but I'm just now regaining some of her trust back, before that…" Letting out a long breath of air, in an attempt to regain my composure, "she didn't even want to speak with me, let alone any other members." Walking over to stand next to my twin, leaning against a round table with my eyes staring down at my feet.

"Hika, all these years she thought we turned away from her. The damn Shadow King told her she was just the club's commoner plaything. He told her she an embarrassment to our families…So we wanted her to simply disappear into the states and never set foot back into Japan."

"What, why would they do such a thing?" Hikaru spoke as if he was asking himself a question.

Taking a deep breath, I lifted my miserable eyes, shaking my head. "I'm not really sure, Hika they took away everything that ever really mattered to both of them. Her friendships with the other club members, her education. Hell, they even beat the crap out of Ranka, before they threatened him out of the country." Glancing over at my older brother who looked like he was deep in thought.

"Well, that's funny, because I was told something entirely different." Hikaru reaches into his bag, pulling out a file to holdout in front of me. "Here, take a look at this." My curious fingers quickly snatch the file from his hands.

My cheeks turn a bright pink when reading its contents, turning to the next page, and the next to find more of the same. Several of my guilty pleasures coming into full view, flipping the file, tilting my head to figure where exactly they managed to take the picture of my rather busy, naked posterior before I slap the file shut ."Uh, Hika this is about us."

Quickly grabbing the file from my fingers. "Oh sorry, ever since I came across that picture on your phone people have been handing me one file after another." Hikaru digs in his bag before handing me another file. "Here, this is the one I wanted you to look at." I watch my brother jam the other one deep in his bag.

"Receipts?" Raising a quizzical eyebrow to my twin.

Hikaru swallows roughly before awkwardly motioning to the file. "Yeah, along with two not so innocent pictures of Haru's past."

Uncomfortably nodding my head, quickly turning pass the pages in question. "Oh, um, yeah, I have a rather thick file of these; it seems Kyoya was using them to blackmail Ranka from ever coming back to Japan."

Hikaru leans over the file, sorting through the pieces of paper. "Well according to Kyoya our old friend became somewhat of a diva with huge shopping trips and male overnight guests."

Calling out items named on the receipts. "Diamond bracelets, signature handbags, high-end four inch ankle boots, one of every color, 7 ct. Blue Sapphire scarf broche .I doubt she would even know how to properly use any of this. It took me almost two days to get her into something other than her work uniform." Thrusting my hands out full of receipts.

Shaking my head, motioning to the strips of various colored paper. "This doesn't sound like anything she would even remotely purchase, let alone with other people's money. Diva? That does not sound right. Last night, she actually thanked me for not taking her shopping earlier."

"Yeah, not to mention the obvious lies about her being an embarrassment to our families and the club's plaything. Plus there's something that just doesn't feel quite right about these pictures." Hika rubs his chin in deep thought, his curious eyes glance up to me. "What does Haru say about the pictures?"

"She hasn't seen them, Ranka refused to show her." Sadly speaking, shaking my head.

"Kao, don't you think that's rather odd? Wouldn't you confront a cheating person with said pictures before leaving? You wouldn't need to lie about other things like embarrassing the family or being a club's plaything the cheating would be enough. Why did Kyoya even bother showing Ranka the pictures in the first place? If he just showed them to Haru that would be enough of an embarrassment for anyone to stay away. Why did he use them to blackmail Ranka to stay out of Japan?"

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"Hika, I have a better question, why did Tamaki come back as if nothing happened? Sure, I understand in public, but privately, among the rest of the club. He would have been devastated, if Haruhi really did cheat on him. Growing mushrooms in every possible dark corner….but he acted more like a playboy then a heartbroken boyfriend."

Hika's voice turns depressed while shrugging his shoulders. "Who knows? I don't think I'm the right person to answer your question. For all we know Tamaki could have been in some kind of denial over her cheating."

"Yeah, that's true, but if you add the rest up, denial doesn't quite fit Suoh's personality."

"You're kidding right Kao? Tamaki practically buried himself in denial for his feelings for Haru." Hikaru glances over with a raised disbelieving eyebrow. "Well besides whatever caused Tamaki's playboy attitude, it's clear, the Shadow King is hiding something. The best way to find out what that is, is to get Haruhi back to Japan as soon as possible."

"Yeah that's not going to be easy, otherwise we would probably already be back by now." Sounding extremely worried after remembering her awful reaction. "Hika, Haru basically freaked out when I even mentioned going back to Japan, to see you." My heart burned remembering her reaction after only mentioning my older brother….it seemed to lighten her face through her tears.

"Why would she do that?"

Lifting my hand, running my fingers through my hair, softly speaking with a miserably worried tone. "I'm not really sure, I've never seen her so upset. She said it's just better for everyone involved if she just lets go of Japan."

"What does that even mean?" Hika yells out with frustration.

"Again, I'm not sure, but the first thing we need to do is concentrate on building her back up, before we even consider taking her back. How long are you in the country for?"

Letting out a breath, lifting his hand to rub the back of his neck, as he gives my question some serious consideration. "Well, I've been gone for some time, I should be heading back to mind the store, but there's absolutely no way I'm leaving with her here."

"Well I guess you're stuck traveling with us for the time being then….Maybe you could explain the situation to dad and ask him to watch over things. It seemed to work that way with mom when I mentioned finding Haru."

"Tch, an embarrassment to our family? Hell, if Haru only knew our parent's real feelings for her." Rolling my eyes in exaggeration.

"She would run screaming the other way?" Nudging my brother in the arm with my little joke.

"Yeah that's a possibility." Letting out a chuckle. "Well most everything can be done remotely. It's the face to face stuff that stacks up if I'm not there….Yeah, maybe I will give dad a call, I'm sure he wouldn't mind a small vacation from his retirement. Yeah, surrounded by the latest tech and ambitiously manipulative models. What more could a retired man ask for?"

"Mom is going to kill you. You do know that, right?" Giving Hika a serious look.

"Okay, maybe that's not the smartest idea. He can just look after his old company."

"Well now that's somewhat figured out, might I suggest you stop by and check on Haru? She's expecting you." The last three words caused a sharp pain within my chest.

"What like this? I can't see her like this." Hikaru motions to his bruised face.

"Well I'm afraid you have no choice. Look your face is swollen; covering it up with makeup would just make it look like you stuck your head in a beehive." Giving off a little chuckle.

"Oh, you're freaking hilarious Kaoru." My brother crosses his arms at his chest.

Shaking my head. "No, it's best just to be completely honest with her, she already has a hard enough time trusting anyone, hiding it will only make things worse." Pausing for a moment before timidly asking my next question. "Hika, are we good?"

Hika suddenly wraps his arms around me, slapping me on the back, "Yeah, were good little brother, it seems we both kept things from one another." Pulling away from our hug, giving me a serious warning look, "But Kao, no more secrets between the two of us. Okay?"

Anxiously clearing my throat with two tiny thoughts floating around in my head. "Uh Yeah, no more secrets."

End of Kaoru's POV


Hikaru's POV

So with Kao's encouragement I had his blonde surfer driver take me back to his hotel. While he stayed behind to work on the company's upcoming show for London's fashion week. The driver informed me Haru was still asleep due to her erratic sleep schedule, caused by jetlag and …depression? How much does this blonde driver actually know about our long lost friend?

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With my face still slightly swollen I avoided the front desk and head for my brother's river suite. Apparently, after my call, he alerted the staff for an additional connecting suite, but since it's around fashion week, the hotel was having difficulty. So it looked like for the moment we would be rooming together like old times. Which didn't really bother me in the slightest.

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I know Kao wanted me to pop in on Haru, but I wasn't quite ready for a face to face just yet. It was just yesterday I spoke to her and said like what maybe five words to her for the first time in years, and even then, I practically had a heart attack doing so. So I figured I would take advantage of her sleeping in and get situated, call dad, perhaps do a little work. Maybe my face's swelling will go down a bit more after that. …..It wasn't fair, we finally find the vanishing girl that quite literally stars in my nightly dreams for years and my face looks as if I've taken up boxing as a hobby ….as the bag.

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Arriving at my brother's suite, I quickly pull the dark blue cardkey Kao had given me from the pocket of my leather overcoat, sliding it into the door. The door immediately popped open, wasting no time I sauntered into my brother's suite. My lips slightly curled up as my eyes glanced around the room. The interior was all lavish blue's and white. It felt calming. That is until I walked further in the room to quite literally bump straight into the unsuspecting occupant coming around the corner. "AAAGGGHH!"

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The stunned beautiful brunette from my dreams stands before me with her hand clenching to her pounding chest, and the towel tightly wrapped around her dripping wet body.

Damn it Kaoru!

End of Hikaru's POV

End of chapter 20.


So yeah, the twins are back together. It seems the two can't stay mad at each other for too long when facing the Shadow king. Hmm I'm really feeling like a little "M" moment needs to happen. It's been entirely too long since are last one. But who could it be? I'll have to think about that a little.

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