AN: Hello and nice to see you again (figuratively of course). I actually had a bit of a dilemma with this chapter in deciding when it would be posted. I know I wanted to post something today but I don't know what I could really do as this is the story I'm working on. So it was hard to decide if I wanted to post this chapter today or wait until the chapter was completely done before posting it. So I argued with myself quite a bit even going so far as to ask both my grandmother and some of my long time friends (both imaginary and not). They all told me to do what I thought best, and so I returned to my mental frustration. After three days had past I decided to take it up with my personal helper OCs: DJ Princess Rosie Rebel and her best friend Hikari Yami. (I know they are made up characters that I made, but, as I love acting so much, they have taken on views and approaches to problems different to the usual ways I do.)

The debate went a little something like this for those wondering. I brought the problem up to them and then they offered two different ways to solve it. My solution was to ask others for advice, but as the standard, not very helpful advice was what was given I decided to ask them for a solution to the conundrum. Rosie suggested I find a new song on YouTube and listen to it. If it sparked an urge for something new follow the idea like my motto of keep writing and following the ideas you have said. If it didn't spark a thought then update this chapter. Hikari swatted her upside the head and told her that it was the time of the update that was the issue not what to actually post. Hikari gave the idea of looking at the calendar for any possible events I'd have to work around in the future. I told them that the Fourth of July was coming up but I didn't know if I should post on the day or not. Rosie, having brushed off the pain from the earlier swat, started bouncing up and down in her seat behind the DJ system in her room and started to rambling about how she needed to update my American Pride playlist again for the event. Hikari just rolled her eyes and said "I really wish she'd stop that. She already did that to my Pride Month playlist. Besides you need help with an updating problem, not a music one." Rosie said that there's nothing wrong with fixing a good playlist for a friend. She then suggested that I put the outcome on a game of solitaire. If I won, I had to update. If I lost, I waited. Hikari said it was stupid and argued that if the chapter wasn't completely done it would be sloppy, but Rosie countered that by telling her that not every unfinished chapter in literature was sloppy as cliffhangers were basically chapters that weren't finished on purpose. Eventually we managed to get Hikari to at least let me give the idea a try. I couldn't tell what she was grumbling under her breath but she passed me a deck of cards and I set up a game of Demon fan as Rosie played multiple patriotic tunes on her turn tables with Hikari laying on Rosie's bed reading a book. The music really got me feeling patriotic as well and I won the game so following the terms of the bet and feeling a need to post in pride I rolled up my sleeves and worked extra hard to get this to be an acceptable chapter at the least.

That out of the way. Happy Fourth of July, 2019, to my fellow Americans and I hope that those in other countries are having a good day as well. Once again italics are meant to represent thoughts and I actually have a timeline for this story up until this chapter so should someone wish to see it just ask in a review and while you're at it comment on the story and how well the characters, that are not OCs of my own creation which no one are aloud to touch without my permission, are being portrayed. I'm in constant doubt that I do them any justice what so ever. Thanks again to all of you have reviewed, followed and favorited. I appreciate all of the support. And please don't sugar coat the criticism to much as constructive criticism like pointing out grammatical errors is in high demand. Any way on towards the story.

Third Skate:

A New Sibling?!

Time Skip to 3 days later (don't question me) Haruhi's POV

I was really busy during the three days before he came unexpectedly. I managed to get top marks on all my tests, I'm top of my class for ice skating and dancing, and I have gotten ahead of my homework at school. So, I must of been distracted the day they warned us of his arrival.

You see the orphanage I'm at usually tells us when a new child or teen or caregiver is going to be coming to the orphanage. These types of announcements often occur at one of the three main meals a few days before the arrival gets here. Some of the boys even starting a count down to them coming.

So imagine my surprise when I, along with the other kids, get called down stairs to greet someone unexpectedly. This usually means that the someone is here to adopt. But, that couldn't be the case as we would have been told to get presentable before getting called down by Ms. Isogai-san. I did as I was told though I was partially curious for the change in protocol.

Now people here don't really celebrate birthdays, but seeing one of my favorite skaters standing in front of me with his happy-go-lucky smile and his trade marked blonde hair with ketchup red bangs definitely makes up for it. I'm so shocked I just stare while the other boys say hello and Yuki tries to fruitlessly, thank kami, flirt with him.

The new arrival seems to be having a blast talking with the other boys while completely ignoring Yuki's advances. Ms. Isogai-san did manage to get the boys to calm down in a few minutes and told Yuki off for flirting afterwards(ha, serves you right, you teenaged, drama queen). "Now," she said, "why don't you all introduce yourselves one by one, please." We all nodded because an angry Ms. Isogai-san is a scary Ms. Isogai-san. The boys went first as there was more of them and then Yuki and me.

(AN: Last name is said first)

"Hey I'm Maehara Daichi and I'm eight," said the brunette.

"Hi, I'm Yukimura Hikaru," the shortest kid in the orphanage said shyly.

"Hello there! My name's Yukimura Yami!," said Yukimura Hikaru's identical twin, who was actually a tenth of a millimeter taller but none of us would feel right telling them that they weren't exactly the same.

"I'm Kimura Mimura," the tall ten year old says. I guess we can't call him the tallest any more.

"Terasaka Ryou," said the dirty blonde haired boy.

"Sup, I'm Denki Killua," exclaimed the excited albino child.

"Kazuto Yagami, pleased to meet you," said the child with dark brown hair.

"Hello. Fantomu Kirito's my name," a cheerful, black haired boy said.

"My name is Shinjuku Shinji," the last boy, who is actually kind of chubby said.

"I'm Yukimura Yuki," the she-devil of a teenager said, "and I'm 16, sweetheart." Then she sent the poor arrival a wink.

I froze when I realized all eyes in the room were looking at me, or in Yuki's case glaring at me. I did however manage to introduce myself though. "H-hello, Kenjiro-sempai. I'm Fujioka Haruhi and I just turned six." I can't believe that I'm really standing in the same room as one of my idols, I mentally scream. I was freaking out. Though, I think I surprised him. His brown eyes got wider and his mouth formed the shape of an O. I guess that's because I called him by his family name even though he hasn't introduced himself yet. I bite the inside of my bottom lip in worry. Whoops.

Kenjiro-sempai's expression changed to one of absolute joy however as he jumped up and down like a kid a decade younger than his age a second later. "I can't believe you recognized me Haru-chan! Are you okay with me calling you that? Are you a fan of mine? Is it really your birthday?!," he said at a fast pace while he communicated his excitement with his actions. I could only nod. I really couldn't trust my voice right now afraid that I'd squeak. My nod just made him glow brighter. "Well happy birthday Haru-chan! That's so awesome! Also thanks for supporting me at my competitions! Though I still have a lot to learn if I hope to be on the podium with my idol." His voice never lost it's joy as he spoke, though it did grow softer and more introspective at the last sentence.

It seems Yuki has had enough with the waiting for she rudely asked him with a strong, but not really intense, glare, "Alright, who are you and what're you and the twerpette talking about?"

Kenjiro-sempai must have taken offense to something she said for he gasped and clasped both of his hands to his mouth quickly. That was, of course, before an uncharacteristic, sharp glare, that honestly scared me, took over his features as he shot the look her way. "What did you just call her?," he all but growled. Yuki took a step towards him unintimidated of his obvious anger.

She shot him her own intense, piercing glare as me and the rest of the boys shied away from the growing confrontation. "I called that little bint, a twerpette. What's it to you?" It was then I realized what the feeling that was twisting the insides of my tummy was. I'm, for the first time since I got here ten months ago, truly feeling fear. Yuki is super strong, and I really don't want Kenjiro-sempai to get hurt. Especially not in his off season like this.

Kenjiro-sempai just stood his ground at the challenge she presented with his arms crossed over his chest. "That 'twerpette' happens to be one of my fans. I would be nothing without my fans that support me. So I'll always support them in return and defend them like they would defend me if I need them." Yuki grew more red with rage as her fist clenched and unclenched.

"That still doesn't tell us who you are, baka," she she yelled with the words coming out like they were growled.

Kenjiro-sempai just glared at her and for several minutes there was complete silence with tension in the air so thick that I'm pretty sure even a chainsaw would break if it tried to cut it. I drew closer into myself as it grew ever thicker with each passing second. My heart was beating rapidly in my ears. The longer the silence reigned, the faster my pulse became. I noticed the twins were wrapped in each other's arms while Kimura-kun shielded the two 4 year olds with his back turned to the conflict. Maehara-kun, Terasaka-kun, and Denki-kun were peeking out from over the back of the couch they hid on. Kazuto-kun looked on in a twisted sense of awe. Fantomu-kun was looking this way and that while Shinjuku-kun seemed to be holding his arm in an almost unnoticeable, white knuckle grip.

Finally, just as it seemed we were all going to suffocate from the tension, Kenjiro-sempai spoke up with a voice full of confidence and certainty. "My name's Kenjiro Minami, but as for who I am? I'm a pro figure skater of the JSF." Is it bad that the smirk, which showed off one of his sharp canine teeth, that took over his expression from the scowling, scared me even more? I know people aren't always who they seem to be on television but still. "And, from here on out, I'm Haru-chan's older brother."

My heart stopped. Time, itself, stopped. My mind was going multiple miles per hour. I couldn't have heard that correctly. It's not possible. How… no… Why would he say that? We don't even know EACH OTHER! What does he see in me that made him say that? Did he even say that? My mind couldn't process the world around me. It was simply a fast spinning swirl of colored blurs, growing streaks of black, and undiscipherable sounds and noise around me before a definite, solid thump sound hit my ears and all I saw was black.

AN: I hope this was an enjoyable read for you today. Hopefully it was posted at a reasonable hour for everyone. Happy Fourth of July and See you next time! ~lumigo