Big Sister Fujioka!

by hostclubmanager17

The Host Club was entertaining with just ONE Fujioka girl... but what would've happened if there had been TWO? Meet Jin Fujioka, Haruhi's older sister, who's about to give the host club a brand new twist! Follows the English dub anime. OC enters later in the story. Warning: Haruhi is somewhat OOC. Slow burn is slow. Main story ends at Chapter 52

57. The Parent Trap

OVER 700 REVIEWS! I'M SO FLIPPING HAPPY!

Again, I'd like to thank Momochan77 for the last chapter idea (and many other readers thank you as well) and I will be using your newest request in the next chapter, but I kinda wanted to try this first.

So, ever since I made my character, I've gotten a lot of AU ideas with her in them… but it also seems like a dick move to write AU's about your own character. So, I'm just going to add this as a bonus chapter. I know Kyoya and Jin are kinda a side-couple in this, but I couldn't think of it working any other way. Also, this turned into a huge chapter. Over 26,000 words! It's insane! I hope you like it, because it look a flipping long time to write!

Thank you to Stolyint, Miichiya, starrat, Momochan77, Fin-Fish Jun-Tenshi, Kitsune to Tenshi-chan, queenglitch, Applejax XD, and Dark Rose Charm for all your reviews! They made me very happy!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Host Club, or the plot line for The Parent Trap (1998).

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The Parent Trap

"Alright happy campers! We've arrived at your destination!"

Kaoru lifted his head off his bus pillow and excitedly looked out the window, his bus seat partner almost squishing him as they looked over his head, but the redhead didn't mind very much. Unfortunately, from his view point he couldn't even see the mountain range that surrounded the Daisetsuzan National Park, but that did little to dampen Kaoru's mood.

The bus slowed to a stop and the kids around him started gathering their pillows and backpacks, their voices increasing in volume as the reality of the situation started to set in. Kaoru was grinning broadly as he started following the others off the bus. He'd never been to summer camp before! And it was an international camp on top of that! This was going to be so exciting!

He just had to find his duffel bag first…

Spotting a large pile of bags piling up on the grass, the redhead shouldered his backpack and hurried over, dodging other campers as they ran towards bathrooms and counselors and translators holding up different country flags. Kaoru was still grinning as he started naming them all in his head.

Italy… Germany… America… Austria… India… Man, Aunt Jin would love this place. If only she could've taken the time off to volunteer here. But then again, Kaoru hummed to himself as he finally spotted his green duffel bag laying on top of a nearby pile, if she wasn't so busy this summer I wouldn't be here at all.

The redhead reached out to grab his bag… just as ten more were tossed onto it.

He groaned and pulled his hand back, pushing his sunglasses onto the top of his head. His bag, which had been right on top, was now unable to be seen from the outside. Rolling up his sleeves, Kaoru reached back into the pile and grabbed onto a strap that he assumed belong to his bag. Pulling as hard as he could, he managed to get the green fabric to stick out. But other than that? Nope.

"Hey! Need a hand?"

Turning around, the boy noticed what appeared to be a brother and sister walking over to him. They both had pale faces and light brown hair, and were clearly not Japanese.

He smiled kindly at them and nodded, "Yeah… my bag kinda got trapped in the middle before I could grab it."

The girl smiled back, "Don't worry, I get it. Happened to me the first time I came to this camp."

"Yeah, and then she let it happen to me when I came with her the next year." The brother pretended to kick his, apparently older, sister before turning back to Kaoru, "I bet the three of us can get it out."

Kaoru nodded and moved over, grabbing the strap yet again while the siblings squeezed next to him. Once they all had a grip on it, the girl counted out, "Three! Two! One! Pull!" They did just that… and fell backwards into the dirt when it came loose. It collapsed on top of the brunet boy and all three of them started laughing.

"Thanks!" The redhead stood up and took his bag, letting the boy stand up, "What are your names?"

"Oh! Klara and Leon Danialsson! We're from Sweden."

"Really? That's so cool! My aunt's best friend lives in Finland with his husband, and we went to visit him last summer. We popped over into… Kolari, I think… just across the border. It was nice."

Leon dusted off his hands, "Ha! Well, I'm glad we made a good first impression…" he squinted at the name embroidered in black along the side of the duffle, "...Kaoru. So, where are you from?"

"Tokyo."

The siblings gasped in obvious delight, "That's so cool!"

"We've always wanted to travel there!"

The redhead chuckled, "Well, I don't actually live in the city. My mom owns her own law firm, so we managed to buy a pretty nice house off in the suburbs. Oh, and we also live with my grandfather who helps his friend run a nice motel over the summer, so he chips in with the rent."

"Wow… I wish we lived with our grandparents. We don't get to see them as much as we'd like to."

"Fujioka Kaoru!"

The redhead turned around at the sound of his name coming through a bullhorn and raised a hand, "Here!"

"Light blue!"

Klara clapped her hands together, "That's the cabin color we were assigned!" Her brother pumped his fist by his side, prompting an even bigger smile on the redhead's face. He could tell this was going to be a great summer.

*\/*

Across the way, a sleek black car rolled up next to the parked buses. The campers who noticed raised their eyebrows and gossiped among themselves. There were usually a few "rich" kids who showed up at camp like they were all that because their family didn't have to save up to send them there. More often than not, they left camp before the eight weeks out. A few were alright… but not all of them.

The backdoor popped open and a tall man with immaculate black hair and silver glasses stepped out, his clothes oddly casual given the mode of transportation. He walked over to the back of the car and opened the trunk as a younger boy climbed out after him.

Hikaru stood on the dirt path and took in a deep breath, already enjoying the fresh air. It reminded him of the fishing trips his father had obsessed over when the redhead was still a young kid, and had since then become sort of a father-son tradition. And that was the thought that kept him from jumping straight back into the car and not moving until he was driven back to the airport.

"Hikaru? Would you mind grabbing your own bags? I'm not your butler."

The teenager smirked at his 'uncle', but did as he was asked. Once the trunk was shut again, the two gave the camp another look. Most of the people who had watched them arrive were now focusing on their own things once again, which eased Hikaru's nerves. He hated being stared at… having a Japanese ethnicity in Paris tended to make that real old real quick.

"Well, I know it's not what you're used to, but please attempt to enjoy yourself while you're here, Hikaru."

The redhead scoffed, but managed to smile a bit, "And if I don't…"

"Your father will send out the private jet without further question."

"Thanks, Kyoya…"

The man offered Hikaru a small smile of his own, and held open his right arm casually, his smile growing a little as the redhead immediately went for a hug. As much as Hikaru didn't want to admit it, Kyoya could tell the boy was nervous. Poor kid didn't have many friends back home, since he was often made fun of for his ethnicity and tended to shut everyone out. That was why Kyoya had insisted on his best friend's son being sent here. Hikaru needed to learn to let people in.

The teenager pulled away quickly, pretending like he wasn't about to cry. Noticing immediately, Kyoya shook his head and quickly ruffled up the boy's hair.

"H-hey!" Hikaru batted at the offending hand, but his signature 'troublemaking' grin was back. He reached up and started combing his hair back down to its original neat and tidy appearance.

Kyoya watched the action in amusement before taking a breath, "Well, I should be off. I need to check on the corporate office while I'm here, and there's a meeting I have tomorrow night back home."

Hikaru's shoulders tensed up, but he nodded, "Right… so… bye. I guess."

The two hugged briefly one last time before Kyoya gently nudged the redhead towards the counselors. Hikaru grabbed his suitcases and made it halfway before looking back. The ravenet nodded encouragingly, but didn't make a move to leave until the boy was being pointed towards a cabin.

The bespectacled man took in a deep breath before climbing into the car, "Airport, please."

*\/*

The very next day Kaoru was already having the time of his life. The food was great and he had multiple choices from different nations to try out, even if he internally thought that his Aunt Jin could've made something better, and the day's activities were more than he could've hoped for. He'd always been a sort of outdoorsy child, preferring to do things outside if given the chance, such as hanging out with his 'sort of' cousins while they practiced their karate and kendo or reading on the porch with his mother and aunt.

So when he heard there was an open field to be used whenever they wanted to for field athletics, Kaoru had been so excited he could barely sit still.

He and the Danialsson siblings were just walking onto the field when they noticed a gathering near the edge of the track. Walking over, they heard the end of the announcement for a race.

"Now, we're not expecting any Olympic-like talent, but what better way to break the ice between all of your cultures? The first race will be once around the track, and we'll need one participant per country."

Some of the kids started whispering among themselves, debating whether they should go or if their friend want to try. Kaoru, on the other hand, was bouncing on his toes. Even though he wasn't particularly interested in the martial arts that his 'sort of' cousins and actual aunt took part in, he had been encouraged even as a young child to at least exercise with them. His mother wasn't particularly athletic, but thankfully that was one of the few personality traits he hadn't inherited.

And they ran… a lot.

First off, let's get a volunteer from Japan-" Kaoru's hand was in the air before the counselor was even finished, "Fujioka Kaoru! Step onto the track please! Next, a volunteer from the United States…"

The redhead took his place on the far left side of the track just as a large brunette boy stepped up to his side, "Hello!"

"Hey! So, how's your first day looking so far?"

The boy shrugged, "It's interesting. Little disorienting hearing so many different languages, but I like the new phrases I've started picking up. You?"

"Pretty decent. You're from the United States, right?"

"Yup! Arizona!"

"I… don't know where that is. Do you run track?"

"Yeah, but only short distance. I'm probably not going to be able to run this whole thing. You?"

"Nah. My aunt goes on runs before she starts practicing at the dojo and I just… started joining her one day. I guess I might have a chance at it."

"-and Suoh Hikaru for France!"

Kaoru blinked and leaned out a little, looking over towards the other side of the track. Suoh Hikaru was a Japanese name… not a French name. He watched as another kid said just that from the sidelines, and a boy with combed down red hair that sort of matched Kaoru's own hair color stepped out a little from the line up.

"Just because my parents are Japanese doesn't mean I'm not a French citizen! Do you want me to show you my passport?"

The counselor quickly moved in to calm the other boy down while Kaoru moved back into place.

Geez, touchy much?

"Alright campers! Ready?" Most of them shifted a foot back. "Set?" Kaoru crouched down and peeked down the line out of the corner of his eye, spotting Klara somewhere in the middle. "GO!"

They took off.

Almost immediately Kaoru started weeding out the competition in his head. A number of kids were falling behind, and not because they were saving their energy. They were like Kaoru's mother, who just so happened to be… a slow runner. And then there were the kids who took off like freaking bullets. Klara being one of them. If he wasn't focusing so much on his own speed and breathing, Kaoru might've been tempted to call out to her that she was using up all of her energy too soon.

But hey, a little less competition, right?

The sound of cheers from the sidelines grew fainter as they headed towards the other half of the track. Kaoru's heart started beating in his ears, but he wasn't growing tired. Not just yet.

As they rounded the corner, he noticed more and more people falling behind. Klara eventually stumbled to a stop, breathing heavily, but still managing to shout out, "Go, Kaoru!" He smiled and put on a little more speed.

The track runner beside him started falling behind as well as they got perhaps 3/4ths of the way around. He laughed and slowed down quicker, giving up.

By that point, Kaoru realized it was just him… and the other redhead. Hikaru.

Finally tapping into his last reserves of energy, he full on sprinted towards the line he'd started at. Closer… closer…

"Augh!"

At the shout, Kaoru slowed to a stop, looking over his shoulder and seeing Hikaru laying on the track, his hands and knees covered in little scrapes. One of his shoelaces had come undone. Kaoru winced and was about to run over when a familiar voice shouted from the sidelines.

"Kaoru won! Good job!"

The redhead blinked and looked down at his feet. Sure enough, he was standing on the other side of the finish line. He smiled and waved at Leon, but quickly remembered Hikaru when he heard a hiss of pain behind him.

Quickly jogging towards the fallen boy and the counselor helping him off the ground, he called out, "Hey, you alright?"

Hikaru turned around with a scowl on his face, but it died almost immediately when the two boys saw each other. Kaoru stopped dead, his eyes widening. They… looked so similar. And it wasn't even the hair color! Their faces were the same shape, eyes the same golden honey color… heck, even their eyebrows were the same!

"Oh my…"

The counselor's words restarted the boy's brains, Hikaru quickly going back to a scowl and carefully brushing the dirt off his hands.

Kaoru stepped forward, pulling a tissue packet out of his pocket, "Here, let me help-"

He and Hikaru both gasped lightly when their hands came into contact, but Hikaru quickly pulled away, "I don't need your help!" The two redheads stepped awkwardly away from each other, glancing around to see that the other campers were staring at them oddly. Hikaru's shoulder's tensed. They were whispering about him… like he was some sort of freak.

"Hey, are you two related?"

Hikaru jumped and glared towards the voice, but couldn't make out who actually said it, so instead he turned to Kaoru and raised an eyebrow, "Us? Related? No way."

"Seriously?" Now it was Kaoru's turn to glare, "I get that you're a jerk, but you have to admit that we look alike."

The French boy raised an eyebrow, "Oh, really?" He looked the other up and down. In the back of his mind, he had to admit that they looked incredibly alike… but there were also a few differences that kept them separated. For starter's, Hikaru's hair was combed down and parted on the right side of his head while Kaoru's hair was a little wild, thrown up in spikes and seemed to be parted on the left. And then their skin tone. Hikaru tended to spend most of his days indoors, but it was clear that Kaoru did not. The other boy was decently tanned, a few lines on the sides of his face that told of sunglasses.

"Hm… you know, we do look somewhat similar, I'll give you that, but… your eyes are a bit closer together than mine. Your ears… oh, don't worry, you'll grow into them. It looks like braces are in your future. Clearly, you do not own a comb nor know what one is, probably. Or sunblock for that matter." He tilted his head to the side, "Are you perhaps from a family of farmers?"

Kaoru's jaw was clenched and Hikaru had to internally admit that it was a little nerve wracking to see his own eyes sending such powerful glares at him, but he didn't let on.

One of the girls who had been racing stepped forward, coming up to Kaoru's side, "Want me to deck him?"

"How violent. And in front of a counselor?"

"Cool it, Klara. I have a feeling his cabin mates will take care of him for us if he's this charming with everyone else at camp."

Hikaru took a step forward right before the counselor stepped in between then, "Ooookay, gentlemen. Let's break it up. Kaoru, Hikaru… I-I mean..." The two turned away, not admitting to themselves the little thrill of nerves that had come from being mistaken for each other. "Um… come on, boys. Apologize to each other. Or do I have to call your parents?"

Kaoru's eyes went wide. His family might understand him being rude to a jerk he met at camp… but all three of them were super busy at the moment with their jobs and he didn't want them worrying about some squabble he'd had. Behind him, Hikaru's eyes were also a little big. This was the exact reason Kyoya had convinced his father to send him to this camp, because he always pushed others away. He could only imagine the look of disappointment on his father's face if he got that phone call…

Sighing, Hikaru turned around, "Je suis désolé. Vos vêtements sont hideux."

The counselor raised an eyebrow, "What was that last part?"

"I apologized for my rude words, and said that they weren't true." He turned back to Kaoru with a fake smile, but was caught off guard by the glare of death he was being given.

"Je peux parler français aussi, perdant." Hikaru's mouth fell open while the other kids began praising Kaoru, who shrugged but gave the other a smug smile, "My Aunt taught me French, German, and Spanish. I'm so glad for those lessons now."

Hikaru's jaw clenched, "Laissez les jeux commencer, puis."

*\/*

Leon climbed on top of Kaoru's back as they walked back from the lake, "So, I haven't seen your evil clone since the race. He wasn't even at lunch. What did you say to each other?"

"Oh, he said he was sorry, then called my clothes hideous. Then I responded that I knew french and called him a loser. So he said 'let the games commence'. God, I don't know what his problem is."

"He said games? Aren't you a little worried?"

"Nah. It was all talk, I bet. He's never done an actual thing in his life-"

"I… wouldn't say that." The boy's glanced at Klara, then followed her expression of awe towards their cabin. Leon slipped off of Kaoru's back.

Kaoru took a few steps forward, not believing his eyes, "Is… that… my bed?"

"Um, and your suitcase. And your underwear."

The three stared in a mixture of shock and disbelief at the sight of Kaoru's bed on the roof of their cabin. Just Kaoru's. His duffle bag was there, too. And hanging on a stick, with the French Flag waving proudly above it, were his tidy whities.

"Oh… that jerk is going down."

"Need some help?"

"Please."

"What do we need?"

"I'll start the list."

*\/*

The next morning, Kaoru held his breath as he peeked into the orange group's boy cabin. It was almost 7, so the bell for wake up would be going off any-

Ding! Dong! Ding! Dong!

-second.

Leon giggled briefly, only to be elbowed by his sister. Watching carefully, they saw Hikaru shift in his bed, turning his head to the side, which made Leon giggle again. The boy in the cabin scrunched his face up a little before opening his eyes wide. Jerking upright, he reached up to feel the whipped cream that was all over his head.

"MERDE!"

His cabin mates jumped out of their beds and half of them collapsed immediately due to the thick layer of butter that had been tediously smeared across the cabin floor last night. A chorus of 'ewww' came from the boys who had caught themselves with their hands or ended up with butter clumps in their hair.

Hikaru glanced down at his shirt and made a retching noise, his pajama shirt covered with honey and more whipped cream. Slowly, he stood up and started sliding his way through the butter, not looking his cabin mates in the eyes.

"I'm sorry you got caught in this. I'm going to the camp counselor."

"Yeah!"

"You do that, Hikaru!"

"Get 'em!"

"WAIT!"

Before he could stop, Hikaru's foot hit a string he hadn't noticed. Instantly, a wooden panel that had been disguised against the roof tilted down and water balloons began raining down on the French boy's head. He gasped, a hand coming up to wipe the fluid and excess whipped cream off his face. The boy whose bed he was holding onto at the moment grabbed his tissue box and went to give it to Hikaru, only to forget about the buttery floor and crash onto his face.

"Ugh! Gross!"

Hikaru was shaking, "That… boy… is the most horrible, disgusting person on this planet!"

Outside, Kaoru began bowing to his friends, who quietly applauded him. He grinned at them, and was very glad that there was no evidence that they were the ones who had trashed the cabin. They hadn't gone to the counselors about the bed issue, so if Hikaru tried to say that they were getting revenge for that, either the counselors wouldn't believe him or he'd get himself in trouble for starting the whole thing.

To be honest, Kaoru had never really pranked anyone this hard. His aunt teased him sometimes and played a few tricks, but he hadn't ever buttered a floor or used water balloons so early in the morning. It was pretty… fun!

"Surprise cabin inspection campers!"

Those four words sent Kaoru's stomach plummeting to his toes. Oh no… the chocolate milk! Before the Swedish siblings could even react, the redhead ran to the cabin door and jumped in front of the camp director, Amano-san.

"Kaoru-san? Is something the matter?"

"I… I… you don't want to go in there! One of the boys got sick last night, and it was a big mess. We're still cleaning it up and he just fell back asleep!"

"Oh my, well, if someone's sick then I must go in! Thank you, but please stand aside, Kaoru-"

"Actually, we're all fine in here." Damn it. "Unless Kaoru here knows something we don't, then you can come right on in. I insist."

The director raised an eyebrow, but reached for the door handle, "Stand aside, Kaoru-san."

"But-!" He quickly dove out of the way as Amano-san opened the door, a full bucket of chocolate milk dumping itself on his head. The man screamed in surprise and ran forward before Kaoru could protest. Immediately he slipped and fell on his back, the last of the milk pouring directly on his face.

Groaning, the director attempted to stand up, but continued to slip on the butter.

"I… told you it was a mess in here."

"He would know. He did it!"

"Only because you put my bed on the roof!"

"BOTH OF YOU! PACK! YOUR! BAGS!"

The redheads stared at the director, hearts suddenly encased in ice.

*\/*

"This is all your fault."

"My fault?!"

"Quiet you two!"

Hikaru and Kaoru relapsed back into silence, following the director with their heads down and bags in their hands. They had been hiking for almost eight minutes, and still had no idea where they were going. But from the looks of it, they weren't getting kicked out of camp at least.

The man in front of them suddenly came to a stop, turning around and glaring at them, "Now… I don't know what started your little feud, but from here on out you're either going to learn how to get along or at least be far enough away to not harm anyone else but yourselves!" The red headed boys tucked their chins downwards as the director continued, "You will both be staying in the Isolation cabin for the rest of camp! And all of your after dinner activities have been suspended."

Once the teenagers nodded in understanding, they were sent up to unpack.

The Isolation cabin didn't look half bad from the inside. Of course, the outside left something to be desired, but inside was actually cozy. No bugs or mice at least.

"What a hovel."

Kaoru turned to glare at the other just as thunder boomed overhead. He sighed and walked into the room, "Guess we got here just in time."

"Yeah… suppose."

By the time both boys had unpacked their things, it was a full blown storm outside. Hikaru lazily leaned back in his bed, bored out of his mind. For a split second, he almost wished that he was back in the orange cabin. No one in there had really talked to him until this morning when they were united against Kaoru's prank, but at least it hadn't been this quiet.

On the other side of the room, the other boy was still pinning stuff to his cork-board. Lots of pictures and postcards. He saw a lot of Kaoru and three other boys. The others looked to be younger than the teenager, but they were in a lot of the pictures, so they were clearly close.

Hikaru's eyes drifted over to his suitcase, where the faint lines of a box were just barely visible in the front pocket.

No. Not right now.

"Ah!"

He looked up again and saw Kaoru quickly backing away from his board. He was staring up at the ceiling with a look of defeat as water started dripping down. Frantically, the boy started scooping up his small box of pictures and placing them on his bed before they could get wet. Hikaru sat up and looked around the room, spotting a metal bucket sitting by the corner.

Glancing at the other, he slowly slid off his bed and went to grab it. Walking towards Kaoru's side of the room, he offered him the bucket.

For a moment, they just stared at each other.

"...Thank you, Hikaru." Kaoru gave him a small smile before taking the bucket and placing it under the drip before going to inspect his box of photos.

Hikaru shuffled his feet, "Did any of them get wet?"

"Um…" the other boy shifted them around before letting out a low groan, "Just one." He pulled it out and started shaking it, attempting to dry the picture off. "It just got the corner... so hopefully it'll be fine."

Hesitantly, Hikaru looked at the photograph over the other's shoulder, blinking in surprise when he realized what was in the background, "That's… an Ootori hospital!"

Kaoru spun around, eyes widening, "You recognize it?"

"Of course I recognize it! My uncle Kyoya is the CEO of the Ootori Group."

"Wow…" Kaoru laughed lightly, "That's crazy! My Aunt Jin is the head bookkeeping accountant for the Ootori Group. She's the brunette with me in the picture." He held it out for Hikaru to see a little better, "Maybe they know each other?"

"Maybe."

Kaoru smiled at the other boy before placing the picture back down into the box, "So, how come your last name is Suoh but your uncle is an Ootori?"

"Well, I say he's my uncle because I've known him my whole life, but we're not really related. He moved to France with me and my father to get away from all the stereotypes of being the youngest son and taking over the company."

The other boy smiled a little wider, "Again, that's interesting you say that, because I also have two uncles who aren't really related to me! They're cousins who run a very respected dojo and kendo in Japan. They knew my aunt since they were kids, so I've known them my whole life, too! It's so weird that we have so much in common!"

Hikaru clenched his jaw and took a step back, "Yeah, weird." He sat back on his bed just as Kaoru straightened up.

"There you go again."

"What?"

"Shutting people out. For once we were having a decent conversation and you just… ended it. Why?"

Hikaru rolled his eyes and turned to the wall, "We don't have much in common until you say you get made fun of in school all the time!" Instantly he shut his mouth, embarrassed by his own outburst. Who says that? Really?

"Then I guess we're more alike than you think."

Hikaru turned over in disbelief, staring at Kaoru, who shrugged, "I mean, I'm the only kid at school who doesn't have a dad, and my red hair comes from my grandfather who is a transvestite. Once the kids at school learned about that… and instead of trying to understand it they just started making fun of me. I'd get a bunch of cheap make-up and stuff in my school bag… which was almost worse, because I couldn't even give it to my grandfather or my aunt to use." Kaoru laughed a little, but it wasn't a happy laugh.

For a moment, Hikaru didn't know what to say. Then he sat back up in his bed, "I don't have a mom. She and Dad split up when I was still a baby. And I'm also the only one of Japanese ethnicity at my school. The other kids make fun of me by pulling at the corners of their eyes to make them squint and stuff. I've… never really had any friends. I guess that's why my uncle wanted me to come here so badly… to meet people who wouldn't make fun of what I looked like."

Kaoru smiled softly at the other boy, "Well, guess it worked." Hikaru smiled softly, and his doppelganger suddenly reached into his bag and pulled out a box of cards, "Want to play?"

Hikaru smiled a bit, "Sure."

The other hurried over to sit on Hikaru's bed and started opening the card deck, "Any particular game you want to play?"

"No… you go ahead and pick one."

"Okay! There's this game my aunt taught me called 'Garbage'. She learned it when she was studying abroad in America, along with a few other games, but we can't play Euchre because you need four people. I used to hate playing that game, because my aunt and mom always paired up and they can literally tell what the other is thinking just by looking at each other!"

"What's your mom like?"

"Hm?" Kaoru looked up and saw that Hikaru was staring at his feet.

"I just… my dad never even talks about my mom, and I can't talk to anyone at school, and my uncle isn't married, so I don't really know what a mom should even be like."

"Oh…" Kaoru tilted his head in thought, "Well, every mom is different, but my mom is the best. In my opinion, at least. She's really kind and understanding, but she's also super hard working. She owns her own law firm in Tokyo, and on top of that she organizes a bunch of events with the help of my aunt and grandfather to help raise money… for the illness that took her mom when she was five."

Hikaru blinked, "I'm sorry… my grandmother passed away, too. My dad was the illegitimate son between my grandparents, but then my great grandmother forced them to separate. My dad never even met his father until he was 15, and only saw his mother again when he moved back to France with me after being named the heir to Suoh Enterprises. It was a big mess, and she passed away from lung cancer about eleven years ago."

"Geez… our lives are just really big sob stories, huh?"

"Ha! Yeah." Hikaru shook his head and looked back at the cards in front of him, "These look new."

"They are! Freshly opened three minutes ago! I got them for my birthday last week and figured this was the best place to use them for the first time!"

"Your birthday was last week, too?"

"Yup! June 9th!"

If Hikaru had been drinking some water, he would've choked on it, "That's my birthday! How old are you?"

"Fourteen!"

"Me too!"

"We have the same exact birthday?"

"Yeah!" The boys started laughing in pure amazement. "What even is this? You steal my face and then you steal my birthday?" Hikaru continued to laugh until he realized Kaoru had stopped.

"Hikaru… what was your mom's name?"

"I don't know. My dad doesn't talk about her much. When he does… he gets this weird look in his eye like he's about to start crying. I don't ask him about it anymore. Why do you ask?"

"It's just…" Kaoru leaned back on his hands, staring at the ceiling in thought, "We have the same exact birthday… and we look alike… you've never met your mother, and I've never met my dad. It just feels like the only logical solution is that we're-"

"Long-lost twins?"

Hikaru meant to say it as a joke, but the moment the words left his mouth it was as if all the pieces fell into place. The two redheads did nothing but watch each other for a long period of time before the French boy abruptly stood up and went to his suitcase. Unzipping the front pocket, he pulled out a small silver box and opened it, grabbing a ripped photograph from inside before clutching it to his chest.

"I have only one picture of my mother. So… whether she looks like yours or not will end this whole thing, right? It was from their wedding, but it got ripped at some point so it's not even a whole picture so I… what are you doing?"

Halfway through his description, Kaoru had launched himself across the room to his box of pictures, frantically clawing through them until he reached the bottom. Grabbing one old picture and holding it to his chest, he turned around.

"I… found a picture of my dad. We were cleaning the house and it was inside a little box in my mom's closet. After that I kept sneaking in there to look at him until she finally just gave it to me. And…" He took a step closer to Hikaru, "It's ripped, too. Right down the middle."

Hikaru gulped, staring at the back of the picture in Kaoru's hand, "Down the… this… this is crazy."

"I've already said that. So… on three?"

"One…"

"Two…"

"Three!" They turned the picture halves over and showed it to the other. With a gasp, they pushed them together to create the whole picture. Haruhi Fujioka and Tamaki Suoh stared back at them from the picture, arms around each other and smiling at the camera.

Kaoru laughed lightly, a wobbling smile making its way across his face, "That's… that's my mom."

"And that's my dad."

Hikaru rubbed at his cheek, brushing away the tears, "I'm… I don't…"

"Oh my gosh… Hikaru… we're brothers."

"Brothers? Kaoru, we're twins!"

The redheads took one look at each other before throwing themselves into a tight hug. Hikaru buried his face into his twin's shoulder, not even bothering to hold back the tears.

*\/*

"Hikaru? What's Dad like?"

The redhead hummed and leaned his head to the side, letting it fall onto his twin's shoulder as they stared through the dark cabin, "Well, he's an idiot most of the time. He used to really obsess over those father-son bonding things like playing catch and going fishing. We now have a fishing trip thing we do every year. He's a good CEO and a decent businessman, but he's got nothing on uncle Kyoya. And Dad's the nicest person in the world. I've seen him give away his umbrella to random people on the street if they're suddenly caught in a downpour and can have a conversation with basically anyone."

Kaoru chuckled, "Wow… he sounds amazing."

"He calls me 'Mon Caneton'."

"Little duckling?" Kaoru laughed happily and looked over at his brother in glee, "Why?"

"I saw a bunch of ducklings following their mother when I was four years old and started following Dad around the house with a little waddle and quacking. He hasn't let that go in ten years." Hikaru smiled as his twin laughed again. Usually being laughed at was very unpleasant for him, but somehow he knew that Kaoru wasn't making fun of him. No, he was just making his brother laugh. It felt good.

When he calmed down, Kaoru tucked his feet further onto the bed, "And he never remarried?"

"Nah. Uncle Kyoya said he's still pining over losing our Mom. She… hasn't remarried either?"

"Nope. She likes to say that I'm the only boy in her life, usually to tease my grandfather and Uncle Honey and Uncle Mori, but she's never been into dating. I bet she's still not over Dad either."

"Hm… that's funny. Wonder why they split up in the first place. Maybe one of us should ask when we go home."

For a few seconds they sat in silence, until they both perked up at the same time and turned to each other, "I have a brilliant idea!"

*\/*

"Okay, ready for your test?"

"I'm ready!" Kaoru smiled at his brother's enthusiasm and started holding up the photos.

"Grandpa Ranka. Uncle Honey. Yuudai-chan. Aunt Jin. Misuzu-chi."

The test went on for another minute before Kaoru ran out of pictures, "That was it! You're officially ready to impersonate me!"

"Well… not completely." Hikaru smirked and pointed at his head, "I can't exactly pretend to be a wild child with my hair combed down like this, now can I?"

Kaoru rolled his eyes and started pushing his brother towards the only mirror in the cabin, "I'll show you how I gel it up. First, I start with the bangs, making them point away from my part… oh." They still parted their hair on different sides of their heads.

"Um…" Kaoru turned Hikaru to face him and started trying to move his part to the other side. Except… with the way his brother's hair was cut…

"This isn't working."

"No." Moving Hikaru's hair back to the way it usually was, Kaoru hummed, "But… with the way your hair is cut… it is possible to have it look like mine. Just… inverted."

Hikaru raised an eyebrow, "And you really think Mom and Dad won't notice?"

"Who says they don't need to notice? We can just say we wanted a change!"

His brother took in a deep breath, then nodded and scooped up a small amount of gel onto his fingers, still facing Kaoru, "Then show me. I'll mirror your moves."

Kaoru grinned, "Perfect. Like I was saying, you take your bangs…"

Ten minutes later and Hikaru turned to look in the mirror. He gasped aloud, "Oh… my…"

"Lookin' good, bro."

The two glanced at each other in the mirror, and promptly started laughing. They'd never looked more alike...

*\/*

"Okay, campers! The buses are loading, time to say your last goodbyes!"

Once again, everyone was gathered at the front entrance to the camp, but this time they were all hugging and exchanging phone numbers. Hikaru and Kaoru were no different, their hairstyles inverted and each other's bags resting by their feet.

Pulling away, Hikaru quickly started straightening out his brother's hair, "Right, so you're going to find out why Mom and Dad split up-"

"-and you're going to ask how they met. I know, Hikaru, we've gone over this a million times."

"I know." He smiled at his twin, "I'm just going to miss you."

Kaoru's eyes twinkled with mischievousness, "Just until they try to switch us back. And after that-"

"-we'll be together all the time."

They hugged one last time just as 'Suoh Hikaru' was called out by one of the counselors. Another black fancy car was parked by the buses, ready to drive Kaoru to the airport with Hikaru's passport in his pocket.

Taking a deep breath, Kaoru grabbed 'his' bags and hugged Hikaru one last time before running towards the car. The counselor smiled as he hugged her briefly before climbing into the vehicle. Hikaru watched his brother drive off with a smile, "You're going to love Dad, Kaoru… and he'll love you, too."

*\/*

Stepping into the terminal was a really fascinating experience for Kaoru. He'd never been out of the country before, and now he saw tons of different people of different nationalities speaking in different languages… it was a tad bit overwhelming.

Pulling his suitcase down past the other flight decks, he did his best to look through the crowd for his ride. His 'uncle' Kyoya. It wasn't until he passed the metal detectors that he heard his brother's name floating above the crowd.

"Hikaru!"

Kaoru did his best to smile as the older man came into view, "Kyoya!"

The ravenet walked over to the redhead, and Kaoru couldn't help but feel nervous. Kyoya looked exactly like his pictures, and while Hikaru had told him over and over again that the man was harmless and kind, he still looked frightening. Also, this would be the first test to see if Kaoru could play off being his brother around someone who'd known the other his whole life! Would he be able to tell?

Kyoya stopped in front of the boy, and Kaoru's stomach dropped to his toes when the man raised an eyebrow, "Your hair is mussed."

Panicked, Kaoru turned to the long wall mirror on his right, looking for his mistake, "Where?"

"There." Kyoya's right hand shot forward and started ruffling up the younger boy's perfectly combed hair, his thin fingers raking the red hair up into a spiky mess. Kaoru started laughing and batted the offending hand away, trying in vain to fix his new look. Kyoya was sporting a small smile as he watched, "I wasn't sure if you'd forgotten that trick. I'm pleasantly surprised."

"Jerk."

"Troublemaker." The ravenet smirked again and pulled the younger into a brief hug, "Mmm, we missed you out here. Just so you're aware, I don't think your father's ever letting you leave his side for that long again, so I hope you enjoyed that camp like it was your last."

Kaoru laughed again, and Kyoya's eyebrows narrowed a bit, as he realized something, "Your hair is parted on the other side."

"Oh, yeah, I just... wanted a change. Do you hate it?"

"What's to hate?" Kyoya shook his head and grabbed Hikaru's suitcase, "Well, we'd best be off." He began leading the teenager through the crowd, unaware of how the feeling of lead in Kaoru's stomach had lightened up considerably.

The car ride was almost magical. Kaoru had to resist the urge to stick his head out the window in his effort to remain cool, but his eyes and heart wanted to revolt. There was just so much to see! And it was beautiful…

But not nearly as beautiful as when they pulled up to the house.

Kaoru's heart was in his throat as he climbed out of the cab, suitcases in hand. For a moment, he just stared up at the huge three-story house. Completely white, with light green shutters and a grey roof… Kaoru thought it was amazing.

Kyoya opened the gate that lead them through a garden overflowing with different colored roses, and Kaoru couldn't stop himself from admiring the light blue and orange ones that were side by side. It had him thinking about the colored cabins he and Hikaru had been in right before they were moved to the isolation cabin. Maybe he could ask for two of them to be put in his room? That'd be nice.

Pushing open the front door, Kyoya toed off his shoes and called out through the house, "Tamaki!"

Kaoru takes off his own shoes and stares around the parlor in awe. It was huge! White and black tiled floors, a crystal chandelier, and a winding staircase… Kaoru thought those were just myths!

"Mon Ami? Mon Caneton? You're here?" And there he was. Kaoru's father rushed down from the second floor with a huge smile, his blond hair a well tousled mess that made him look even more handsome than it did in his wedding picture.

"Dad…"

"You're back!"

Without another word Kaoru ran up the stairs to meet Tamaki halfway, hugging him tightly and trying not to cry.

"Ooo… I missed you so much…" the blond pulled back, and Kaoru felt a little better seeing that he wasn't the only one close to tears, "You are never going back to summer camp, I missed you too much!"

"I-" Kaoru pressed a hand to his mouth, blinking rapidly.

His father's unique purple eyes softened even more, if possible, and he began stroking Kaoru's hair, "Oh, Mon Caneton, are you alright?"

"Yes… I just missed you so much…"

Tamaki smiled and hugged his son again, only pulling away to the sound of nails clacking on tile, "Oh, Antoinette!" He and Kaoru walked down the stairs just as the golden retriever ran into the foyer, "Look, girl! Hikaru's home!"

"Hi, Antoinette!" Kaoru beamed at the sight of the dog. He'd always wanted one… but they never had the time or the funds. He would sometimes volunteer at the animal shelter his Aunt had worked at for years, but that was as close as he ever got. The retriever ran excited up to Kaoru, but hesitated a few feet away. He saw the dog's nose wriggle before she let out a small growl. Instantly the redhead gulped. Oops… he didn't smell like Hikaru…

Tamaki raised an eyebrow at the dog, "Antoinette? What's the matter girl? It's Hikaru."

"Don't worry too much. He probably still smells like camp and the airport. She hasn't seen him for two months." Kyoya shook his head and walked further into the house, scratching the dog behind her ears before grabbing Kaoru's suitcase, "Come on. Let's get you unpacked."

"Wait, Hikaru, you have to tell me all about your trip!"

"Tamaki," Kyoya's voice suddenly turned serious, "I think you've forgotten about something you still need to do."

Kaoru's father got a funny look on his face, "Oh… that's right. Well, Hikaru, you go unpack with Kyoya, then come back downstairs. There's someone I want you to meet."

"Okay, Dad," Kaoru smiled.

Tamaki chuckled and slipped on his shoes, quickly kissing Kaoru on the top of his head before walking outside. The moment he disappeared, Kaoru's smile disappeared, "Meet… who?"

*\/*

Stepping off the train, it took Hikaru less than three seconds to spot his mother.

Haruhi was standing against one of the many pillars lining the station, grinning at the doors that Hikaru was stepping out of. She had on a t-shirt and knee-length khaki shorts, and her short brown hair was stylishly pinned to give her a professional appearance despite the casual sense of her clothes, but her smile was the thing that caught his attention.

"Kaoru! Welcome back!"

"Mom!"

The boy ran through the station and wrapped her up in a hug. They were practically the same height, perfect for Hikaru to bury his face in her shoulder. And if a few tears leaked out? Well… it was an emotional moment.

"Woah… you okay, sweetie?"

"I just missed you… a lot."

Haruhi laughed and kissed her son's forehead, cupping his cheeks, "Let me get a good look at you." Her big brown eyes took in Hikaru's face and he tried to turn away so she wouldn't see him cry, but she just smiled and brushed them away with her thumbs. "There's something different about you…"

Hikaru's breath caught.

"Oh! You changed your hair!" Haruhi released her son, "It's parted on the right, now! When'd you do that?"

"A-at camp."

His mother pressed another kiss to his forehead before gesturing with her head, "Should we head home?"

"Y-yeah. Let's go."

Mother and son walked out of the station and down the street. They were in Bunkyo, one of the suburbs of Tokyo, and the buildings were unlike anything Hikaru had ever seen. That is… if he could've been bothered to look at them.

All the way home, Hikaru couldn't take his eyes off his mother. He would just ask her question after question about how her firm was doing, how Aunt Jin was, how Grandpa was, but he barely heard most of it. He was too busy committing everything to memory. The way her hair color shifted when they moved from shade to sunlight, how her laugh sounded, the teasing tone when she tried (and failed) to make a joke... She was just so beautiful, and too often Hikaru would find himself on the brink of tears, unable to believe he was finally seeing her.

"Home sweet home."

"Hmm? Oh!" They walked up to a two story house that Hikaru would've passed right on by if his mother hadn't said anything. It wasn't nearly as big as he was used to, and it looked very plain. There was a balcony from the second floor and a small yard, but other than that there was nothing special.

The Hikaru from before camp would've scoffed and dismissed it, but now…

"I'm home."

"Yes, you are."

"Is that him?" The front door opened, revealing a very beautiful brown haired woman who looked similar to Hikaru's mother, "Is that the little boy we sent off? That tall gangly thing?"

Hikaru laughed and ran forward, hugging his Aunt Jin just as tightly as he'd held his mother. Considering she was the reason he and Kaoru had figured it out at all, and the many wonderful things his twin had shared about her, Hikaru found himself on the brink of tears yet again.

Pulling away, Jin cupped Hikaru's face just like Haruhi had done in the train station, "Hey, you're never going to an eight week camp again, you hear me? We missed you too much."

"Come on now, Nēchan. He's a growing boy and needs adventure." Haruhi smiled and nudged her sister with her elbow, "Is everyone else here?"

"Of course."

"Everyone else?"

"Kaoru!"

"Kaoru!"

As one, three short boys ran out of the house and hugged Hikaru around his waist. He laughed, "Hey, guys! Wow, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you missed me!"

"We did!" Sadao insisted, hugging his 'sort of' cousin tighter. Yuudai, Sadao's older brother, and Nobuo nodded with his statement. They didn't pull away until a shriek alerted them to an older man with long red hair running into the front yard.

Hikaru's grandfather might've been getting up in years, but his hug nearly cracked the boy's back, "Oh… I missed you so much, buddy! Never leave us again!"

"That's what I said!"

"You two… I swear. So extra."

Ranka released the teenager and smiled, not noticing how Hikaru's eyes were glued to the redness of his hair. So many times he had wondered… wondered if his mother had red hair and his father was lying when he said brown… it was from his grandpa. This whole time.

"Kaoru? You alright?"

"I'm fine… this is my impersonation of a water fountain. You like?"

His grandfather laughed and hugged him again before pulling back, "Let's get back inside! Your uncles and aunts want to see you!"

Quickly grabbing his bags, Hikaru ran into the house, trailed by the other six. Instantly, a short-ish blond man launched himself at the redhead's middle.

"Uncle Honey!" He looked around the rest of the family room, "Uncle Mori! Aunt Reiko! Aunt Hisayo! You're all here!" Glancing up, he saw a 'Welcome Home, Kaoru' sign hanging above the line that separated the living room from the kitchen.

Swallowing, Hikaru smiled at all the people surrounding him, all of them trying to ask him different questions and looking at him like he was the most interesting person in the world.

I'm home...

*\/*

"Hikaru, it is none of my business how your father makes a fool of himself."

"But you didn't feel the need to tell me before now that Dad has a girlfriend?"

Kyoya sighed, lifting the boy's suitcase onto his bed while Kaoru paced back and forth, "No. Because he's a big boy who can do what he wants, and I figured it would be best if he told you himself rather than having you hear it from me."

Kaoru crossed his arms and huffed, sitting down abruptly on his window seat. Looking down, he spotted his father helping a woman in a red dress out of a limo that had just pulled up in front of the house. The woman had a large black hat on her head, so Kaoru couldn't see her face, but he already hated her.

Something nudged the redhead's right leg, and he glanced up to see Kyoya standing beside him. Kaoru put his feet back on the floor and his uncle sat beside him, eyeing the woman as well, "Her name is Eclair Tonnerre. She's the only heir to Grand Tonnerre, and her family descends from royalty. Unfortunately, Grand Tonnerre is in risk of going belly-up…"

"And you think she's after Dad's fortune and family name?"

Kyoya sighed, "I'd say it's a definite possibility."

"So, she doesn't even love my Dad?"

"Eh, what do I know?" Kyoya stood back up and walked back to Kaoru's suitcase, tossing a good portion of the clothes into the hamper basket by his feet, "I've never seen the appeal of being a bigger moron than usual just because of another human being."

"You mean you're chronically single."

A dirty shirt was thrown into Kaoru's face in retaliation, "Watch it." Kyoya shook his head, but his small smile disappeared quickly, "But in all honesty, to answer your question I must say no, she does not."

He turned back to his task of emptying Kaoru's suitcase, "The reason her fortune and family name is declining has quite a bit to do with me. They were in the process of buying out my family's company when your father and I were still in high school, and would've done so too if I hadn't bought it out from underneath my own father, ensuring my role as the next CEO. But this move started a domino effect of other companies standing against Grand Tonnerre, which began losing its business. It's no surprise that she has developed an interest in your father, who happens to be my best friend and with an even stronger family name than my own."

"Then why don't you tell him? He listens to you."

Kaoru deflated a bit when his uncle only gave him a small smile, "I wish that were the case, but not when it comes to matters of the heart, Hikaru. The last time I told your father he was being idiotic regarding him and a woman, he punched me."

"He punched-what did you say?"

"I told him to run after your mother when she left." Kyoya sighed and stepped away from the now empty suitcase, "Well, that's all the unpacking I'm going for you. Now you might want to hurry up with the rest. Your father's expecting you outside to meet Miss Eclair before too long. I need to head home anyways."

Kaoru watched as his father and the woman in his arms wandered towards the backyard, his chest feeling like it was filling up with cement. Just before Kyoya left his room, he stood up.

"Kyoya?"

"Yes?"

"Think it's warm enough for a swim?"

The ravenet smirked, "I'd say so. See you tomorrow, troublemaker."

Kaoru smiled as the older man shut the door behind him. Kyoya reminded him a lot of his Aunt Jin… he just wasn't as obvious about his affections and teasing. Unfortunately, thinking about his favorite aunt made the redhead horribly homesick. He hadn't seen her or his mother in eight weeks, and now he had this mess to deal with.

Well, might was well make a lasting first impression.

Three minutes later, Kaoru walked into the backyard with a pair of swim trunks, a blue tank top, and a pair of sunglasses. His father spotted him from one of the chairs by the pool and stood up with his usual grin. It sent a flush of happiness through the redhead's body, but the feeling was immediately cut short when he noticed the woman sitting nearby.

"Hikaru," Tamaki placed an arm over Kaoru's shoulder, "I'd like you to meet, Eclair Tonnerre."

Slowly, the woman looked up, finally revealing her face. Eclair had a sharp face that was practically designed for looking down on someone, and her smile was so cold it almost gave Kaoru frostbite.

"Hi!"

"Hi… Eclair Tonnerre."

"I can't believe I'm finally meeting the famous Hikaru. Aww, Tama he's so adorable! You know, the way your father talked about you I expected a little boy but you… you're a grown man!"

"I just turned 14."

Eclair smiled brightly again and Kaoru almost felt the need to take a step back. His father clapped him on his shoulders once, "Well, I'm going to go back inside for a moment and get us a bottle of champagne to celebrate your homecoming, Hikaru. Why don't you and Eclair talk while I'm gone?"

"Okay, Dad."

Tamaki's eyes sparkled one more time before he walked back towards the house. Kaoru didn't want him to go, but decided to take the opportunity to remove his shirt so he was just in his swim trunks.

"Oh my, jumping into the pool so soon after you've arrived home? Your father told me the camp you went to had a… lake, or something, to go swimming in." Eclair eyed her manicured nails as she spoke, "Not a good match with your upbringing?"

"The lake was fine, but I spent a lot of time with my friends doing other stuff. Playing cards and sports, stuff like that. I like swimming, and this pool's just another part of my home." He glanced over his shoulder at the woman, "Do you swim?"

"Ah… no."

Kaoru shrugged and took a flying leap into the pool, curling up into a cannonball at the last second. Even through the layer of water that closed up over his head, he heard Eclair shriek. Smirking for a brief moment, Kaoru resurfaces and adopted an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry! Did I get you wet? My splashes aren't usually that big!"

Eclair was clearly struggling to maintain her composure, "You got me… just a little bit, Hikaru." She removed her hat while continuing to dab at her red dress with a towel. Kaoru wasn't sure whether to be pleased or worried with the way she looked angry for a second. If he could only prove to his father that she was terrible…

"Hey, guess what?" Eclair walked a little closer and leaned close to the edge, "Your father is the kindest, most romantic man I've ever met. He's taking me out to dinner in tonight… oh, I hope that's okay with you. I know you just arrived back home and all."

Kaoru swam up to the edge of the pool and put his arms over the edge, pleased with the way Eclair shifted away from the spread of water on the cement, "It's fine, Eclair! I'm used to my Dad going out on dates. Though, I must say, you're the first one who's even noticed I was there when my Dad was around."

"The first? There were others?"

"Yeah. I didn't count 'em, but there is a reason we have a 'special reserve' of champagne…"

"Here we are! From my special champagne reserve."

Kaoru raised an eyebrow at Eclair before plugging his nose and pushing into a backwards somersault underwater. He had to call Hikaru.

*\/*

"Okay, Kiddo! Breakfast!"

Hikaru came running down the stairs at the sound of his Aunt's voice. He remembered all those amazing breakfasts Kaoru told him about and was very excited to try it himself.

Ring ring!

The redhead made his way into the kitchen just as Jin grabbed the phone and pressed it between her shoulder and ear, still focusing on the griddle and pancakes in front of her, "Hello? Kaoru?"

"Yes, Aunt Jin?"

The brunette jumped, grabbing the device on her shoulder so she wouldn't drop it, and turned around, "Oh, I'm sorry, Kaoru. It sounds just like you over the phone. I-I'm sorry, who were you trying to reach? Kaoru?" She looked over at the redhead, "It's for you, sweetie. Says they're a friend from camp."

Hikaru took the phone and held it up to his ear, "Hello?"

"Just say I'm Leon Danialsson from Sweden!"

"Oh, Leon! Hi!" Hikaru smiled at his aunt, "Yeah, it's the boy from Sweden I was telling you about." Jin nodded, but watched with squinted eyes as the boy walked out of the living room.

Hikaru walked up to his bedroom and shut the door, crawling into his closet, "Kaoru! What's going on? Did you find out-"

"That's not important right now! Dad's in love!"

"I… what? Dad doesn't fall in love, he's still moony over Mom."

"Then call it a rebound or a business situation, this woman is awful but they're all over each other! Kyoya doesn't even think she really loves him but they're going out on dates and kissing and it's just so gross! We have to get mom and dad together immediately!"

Hikaru gaped, "What?! Immediately? No way! I've just gotten to know everyone! Oh my gosh, Mom's incredible and I love Aunt Jin and everyone's just amazing I can't end this now- I won't!"

"Hikaru… this is serious!"

"Then find a way to break them up!"

"I'm trying! I splashed water on her and told her Dad's a player but they still went out to dinner! I mean, I'm kinda at a disadvantage!"

"Just… do your best! If nothing works… then call me again and I'll help you, but I want more time with Mom!"

"Okay…"

Hikaru hung up and walked back down to the kitchen. His mother and grandfather were down there now, too, eating at the table, and his aunt was still in the kitchen. He placed the phone on the receiver and grabbed a plate, "Thanks, Aunt Jin!"

"Hold up, kiddo." Jin had a hand on her hip and was studying him with that 'thousand year old' stare Kaoru had also warned him about, "What's going on with you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your friend who called you, from Sweden? It's 8 am right now." Hikaru glanced at the clock on the stove. "That means it's 1 am for this Leon boy."

"He's a night owl. The counselors used to come into our cabin all the time to tell us to go to sleep, because he'd keep us all up with stories and games."

Jin tilted her head, "And not to brag or anything, but usually when I make breakfast, not even a call from the Prime Minister could pry you away from my food. Are you sick, kiddo?"

"No. I just knew how late it would be for him so I tried to get him off the phone as quickly as possible."

"Hmm…" Jin raised an eyebrow, "Okay, smarty-pants. Go eat. We're heading over to the dojo after breakfast."

Hikaru smiled, "Can't wait!"

*\/*

"Bye, Kyoya! Thanks for the ride!"

The ravenet smirked as the redhead jumped out of the passenger seat, "Are you sure you don't want me to stay until you're done talking with your father?"

"Kyoya, I'll be fine taking the subway home! I've done it a million times! I see you for dinner!" And with that, Kaoru shut the door and ran up to the Suoh Enterprises Paris Headquarters. Kyoya watched him for a moment, eyes narrowing slightly.

"A million times, hm?" He kept his eyes on the redhead until he disappeared into the building. Turning back towards the steering wheel, a brief thought crossed his mind. Then he shook his head, and drove off.

Inside the building, it didn't take long for Kaoru to find his dad's office. Hikaru had given him step by step instructions on how to get there, since he went all the time. Tamaki smiled at his son when he appeared at his door.

"Hey, Hikaru! Would you mind going on a little walk with me for my lunch hour?"

"Sounds amazing, Dad."

The two walked outside and down the city block. Kaoru faintly recalled how his brother had talked about a little cafe they usually frequented, and was so happy he could experience it himself.

"Hikaru, I'm glad you agreed to come, because there's something important I want to talk with you about."

"Important? Well, what a coincidence. I have something important to talk to you about, too!"

Tamaki raised an eyebrow, "Really? Well, you go first."

"Okay… I want to talk about my mom."

Whatever Tamaki had been expecting, it hadn't been that. He actually stopped dead in the middle of the sidewalk and stared at his son. Kaoru scuffled his toe against the cement before he walked over to a nearby bench. After hesitating for a moment, his father joined him.

Tamaki sighed, "So… you mother, hm?"

"Dad, I'm fourteen. How long did you expect me to believe that a stork left me on your doorstep?"

Thankfully the joke got his father to laugh a little and meet his eyes once again, "Well… what did you want to know? I thought we've had this conversation before."

"No… we've avoided that conversation. For forever. And I don't even need to know what she was like, or how you met… but I want to know why you split up."

"Why we…" Tamaki let out a long breath of air, "Well, that seems to be the question, isn't it?"

"You mean, you don't know?"

Kaoru watched his father, even though he didn't want to. It was like he was watching the man's heart break in front of his eyes, but he refused to back down. He needed to know. Shifting into his father's side, Kaoru hugged the man, feeling a heavy breath rattle his dad's chest.

"I'm sorry, Hikaru… I must embarrass you."

"No. You don't. I'm sorry for asking. If you don't want to answer right now…"

Tamaki sighed and started petting his son's hair, "No, I can answer. Your mother… was a very independent woman. It took me almost a full year to get her to agree to go out with me in the first place. And after that, things progressed slowly up until… they didn't. Suddenly I was officially named the heir to Suoh Enterprises and your mom was accepted into law school and, well… we loved each other. It was the single biggest irrational choice she ever made, marrying me so soon. And we were happy. We had you… and it was perfect. But then reality set in. I guess it finally got to be too much for your mother, and so… she packed."

Kaoru shut his eyes. He almost wished he could go back to five minutes ago and stop himself from ever asking for the story. It was worse than he thought. No wonder his mother never talked about his father! It wasn't because he was a horrible guy who got her knocked up, it was because she was so in love with him she acted irrationally and her stupid, stubborn, rational core caught up to her! It was his mother's fault! And his father's fault even more for not running after her like Kyoya had told him too!

Tamaki squeezed his son into an even tighter hug, "Hey… let's go get some warm muffins and hot chocolate, okay? You still have to tell me about camp."

"Didn't you have something to tell me?"

Kaoru's father pulled them both off the bench and lead his son down the sidewalk once again, keeping his arm around the young redhead, "We'll talk about it later."

*\/*

Hikaru leaned back onto his hands, letting his head fall back so his face could be dappled with the sunlight that made it's way through the tree leaves. It was one of the few trees that was planted within the Haninozuka dojo, where Hikaru was currently watching as his 'cousins' went through their warm-up exercises. He was still a little winded from the run earlier. No wonder Kaoru had beat him at that race earlier this summer. His family had stamina.

Either way, he couldn't help but think about what his twin had said earlier. Dad? In love? No way… right? But Kaoru wasn't one to make something like that up…

"Kaoru!"

His Uncle Honey was walking over to the redhead, his big smile and blond hair so much like Hikaru's father briefly gave the boy a hot flash of homesickness. But he shook it off as quick as he could, "Yeah?"

"You alright? You've been really quiet all day." Hikaru smiled a bit, but couldn't help but remember something he needed to ask. Perhaps it was a better idea to not ask his mom… but her old friends?

He shifted a bit, "I'm fine… just thinking about… you know."

"What?"

His Uncle Mori and Aunt Jin were there now. Hikaru's 'cousins' were still practicing on the other side of the clearing, their mothers probably inside working on the paperwork for the four companies the two families ran.

Taking in a short breath, Hikaru pushed out the words as fast as he could, "I was thinking about my father."

The three adults went silent.

"Kaoru… maybe it would be better for you to talk about this with your mom-"

"My mom never answers my questions. Also, I don't like making her upset. Why doesn't anyone talk about him? I mean, you all must've been at their wedding? Can't you at least tell me what you thought of him?"

His uncles looked at their toes, but his aunt sat down beside Hikaru, "Kaoru, I only knew your father from the letters and phone calls your mother sent me while I was overseas. They married right out of high school, and I just barely made it to their wedding, where I met him for three hours. They divorced after having you… and I was still attending college in Germany at the time. But the reason your uncles don't talk about him is because… they were all friends in high school."

"Wait, really?"

Honey nodded, "Yeah, there used to be five of us. Your mother, your father, your father's best friend, and Takashi and I. We were all in a club together in high school. So when he cut us out of his life after the split, it hurt. Kyo-chan went with him and sends us updates about… your father every once in awhile, but it's not the same. I think he was so upset that it didn't work out with your mother that seeing us hurt just as bad."

"Oh…" Hikaru sat back, his eyes staring ahead, unseeing. He had been reading between the lines of their pauses, but it was the last one that really got him. So… Kyoya's been sending these guys updates about me this whole time? I know that's what Uncle Honey was going to say. Oh my gosh… He made a decision then and there to hug Kyoya as hard and as long as he possibly could the very next time he saw him.

*\/*

"Hikaru? I'm back!" The redhead jumped off his brother's bed and ran to the staircase, looking down over the railing at his father, "Think now is a good time to talk?"

"Sure, Dad!" Kaoru ran down the staircase, but inside he was nervous. Did his dad want to talk more about his mom? Because he wasn't sure if he could handle that at the moment. He'd only just come to terms that his mother was the reason he hadn't have two parents or know he was a twin for his whole life… it was still a little hard to swallow.

But his dad was smiling as they walked onto the back patio and sat down, "So, you getting excited for our family fishing trip?"

"Can't wait!" Though hopefully by then we can take two more people with us and make it a real family trip.

Tamaki cleared his throat, "And… on the subject of family, I wanted to talk to you about something. Now, don't interrupt, because I really want you opinion on this."

"Okay…"

"Hikaru, what do you think of Eclair?"

Kaoru blinked, a million movie scenarios flashing in front of his eyes. Oh no… "Think of her as… what, Dad?"

"Just in general, I suppose. What do you think of her as a person?"

"Um… I guess she's nice looking. Good hair, at least. Eyebrows are done professionally… but in all honesty, Dad, she kinda scares me. She's a total stranger and seemed about as interested in my thoughts as a fish in politics."

Tamaki hummed, "Well, you haven't known her for as long as I have."

"Less than eight weeks?"

"...True…"

"Why do you want my opinion of her?"

Tamaki sighed, "Well, I've been thinking… about making Eclair a part of the family."

All of the fluids in Kaoru's body turned to ice, "Oh. Adoption. How sweet of you! I've always wanted a sibling!"

"I… what?" Kaoru had never really understood the need for the word 'flabbergasted', but it definitely seemed to fit his father's expression, "N-no… Hikaru, I'm not going to adopt…" Tamaki looked like he might laugh, "I was talking about… marrying Eclair."

Kaoru stood up, knocking his patio chair backwards, "Marry her?! Are you insane?"

"Hikaru-"

"That's a moronic idea! It's going to ruin everything! She's evil! She doesn't even love you and you're still pining after mom who is the most amazing person on the planet but you didn't fight for her-"

"Hikaru!" Tamaki was standing up now, too, and he grabbed the redhead's shoulder, "Are you speaking German?"

"I-I learned it at camp."

Tamaki gently cupped the boy's face, "Mon Caneton, what's gotten into you?"

"Nothing… oh, you can't marry her Dad, it'll spoil everything!"

And he turned and ran.

Kyoya was taking off his shoes near the front door as the boy ran towards the staircase, "Hey, troublemaker. I saw Eclair's limo on the way here, so is it just you and me for…" he paused, watching as Kaoru bolted up the stairs, sniffling, "... dinner?"

Outside, Eclair sauntered her way around the house, "I thought I heard voices back here."

"Hi." Tamaki rubbed his face in his hands. He thought I was going to adopt her?

"Oh, what's the matter, Darling? You look stressed." Eclair pressed a long kiss to the blond's lips before sitting down in the chair previously occupied by the man's son, "Do you need a drink?"

"Strong one."

"Coming right up." Eclair smirked and pulled a tiny silver bell out of her bag and rang it, "Kyoya!" Tamaki stared at the woman in shock, and she gave him a small smile, "Don't you love it? It's the perfect thing for such a big house. Kyoya!" She rang it again.

"He's not a butler…"

"Darling, he would bend himself over backwards for you, and trust me, it's not for friendship. Hasn't it always been that way? You underestimate the power behind your family name. So why not call him out on it?"

She rang one last time, and Kyoya appeared at the doorway from inside the house, looking 200% done.

"... You rang?"

"Yes, would you mind getting us something to drink, preferably something strong for Tamaki, here?"

The ravenet gave the woman an incredulous look, "I am not your butler. Nor am I your server, or a nanny, or anything else that would justify waiting on you at your beck and call. I came over under the impression that Tamaki had invited me for dinner. Unless you wish to start paying me for servicing you around my full time job as a CEO, and I promise you I would not be cheap, then I shall take my leave. Have a good day."

"Wait, Kyoya!"

Tamaki stood up and ran after his friend, Eclair watching with cruel amusement as he did so. So close… so close to making Kyoya miserable… how wonderful.

"Kyoya-"

"If that's what you think of me-"

"It's not! I don't know where Eclair got that idea but I promise it wasn't from me!" Tamaki sighed and pushed his bangs back from his forehead, "Kyoya, you're my best friend. I never would've been able to get this far without you. And you've raised Hikaru just as much as I have. You're his uncle in almost every right, so please don't leave. I'll talk to Eclair and make sure she gets rid of that stupid bell, I promise."

Kyoya sighed, contemplating the idea of telling his friend just how awful his 'fiancee' really was. Then his left cheekbone ached with an echo of a fist slamming into it and he reconsidered. "Fine. However, I don't think I'll be capable of holding a civilized conversation with Eclair for the rest of the day. Perhaps I can take Hikaru out to eat somewhere and you can enjoy a night in?"

"Actually, that was something else I also wanted to talk to you about." Tamaki rubbed the back of his head and glanced up the stairs, "I… told Hikaru about how I proposed to Eclair and he went ballistic."

Huh, kid has good taste.

"At first he started talking about me adopting her-" Kyoya snorted and Tamaki raised an eyebrow, "I have punched you before."

"Which means it's my turn. Continue."

Tamaki rolled his eyes, "Whatever, but then he started ranting at me in German! I didn't know he could even speak German! Just, could you talk to him? I think he's a little sensitive to me right about now, and I know that Eclair would want to join us and I don't think that's the best right about now… you okay, Kyoya?"

The ravenet was staring up at the second floor with narrowed eyes. It was a look that Tamaki recognized from knowing him for over seventeen years. Kyoya was thinking hard about something, and it was forming an idea that he didn't like.

"I'm fine. And I'll talk to him," Kyoya smirked at the blond as he passed him, "You go back to your new child."

"I'll still hit you!"

*\/*

"Hello? Fujioka residence, this is Kaoru-"

"Hikaru!"

There was the faint sound of scuffling on the other end of the line before a responding, "Kaoru? How's everything going-"

"Dad's getting married!"

"What?"

"He's already engaged to Eclair! He just told me… oh, god, what do we do?"

"Wha… when's this happening?"

"Two weeks! She's got her claws in him and I don't know what to do!" Kaoru curled his legs up, squishing his body even further into the corner of the closet. The dark silence and smell of freshly laundered clothes helped calm him down. He was in way over his head. "If we want Mom and Dad back together we have to do it fast and I mean really fast…"

"Okay… I'll tell Mom as soon as I can. I promise. Are you going to tell Dad?"

"I don't know. Dad told me we're going to Tokyo in two days on a whim, but I have a feeling it was Eclair's idea to make Dad and Kyoya as miserable as possible by bringing up bad memories of how Mom and Dad got married there. God she's horrific!"

"Just don't panic! Call me when you know exactly where you're going, okay?"

"Okay… thanks."

The call disconnected and Kaoru sighed, standing up and opening the closet door.

"So… is there something you want to tell me Hikaru?"

He gasped, almost falling back into the closet at the sight of Kyoya leaning against his bedroom door, "K-kyoya? How long were you standing there?"

"I didn't hear anything." The man shut the door and began walking closer to the boy, crossing his arms, "But I've noticed that you've been acting very strange ever since you came back from camp, Hikaru."

"Strange? Like… how? If your talking about the closet thing, it's a camp tradition-"

"Not what I meant. I'm referring to your sudden knowledge of the subway system of Paris even though we always use cars and taxis. And how your father has just informed me that you somehow mastered a whole new language over the past eight weeks you spent abroad. And to top it all off, Antoinette is still jittery around you, preferring to sleep on her dog bed in the living room rather than with you. So, why don't you tell me what's wrong, Hikaru? Did something happen?"

Kaoru swallowed, "I…"

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say it's almost like you've..." Kyoya shook his head, "Never mind."

"Almost like I've been replaced?"

Instantly, Kyoya's expression went from accusatory to concerned, "Replaced? Is that what this is about? Eclair?"

"No… I mean actually replaced."

"I'm afraid I don't follow."

Kaoru reached up and pressed his hands onto the back of his head. This was harder than he thought it was going to be, "Almost… as if I'm not me?"

"Hikaru? Is something going on?"

"I mean… it's almost like I'm acting like… Kaoru?"

Kyoya's breath hitches, his eyes widening. For a moment, the two boys just stare at each other, Kaoru's heart pounding against his ribs.

"How do you know about Kaoru?"

"I… am Kaoru."

Kyoya abruptly covered his mouth with a hand, taking a small step back as his eyes widened just a little more. Despite how they were clearly muffled, Kaoru still faintly heard the restrained sobs coming from his uncle. Despite only knowing the other man for a few days, the sound sent a sick feeling into the pit of Kaoru's stomach.

"Are you… mad?"

"Am I mad?" Kyoya pulled his hand away, showing a huge smile and held out his arms, "Come here."

Without a second thought, Kaoru ran forward and hugged his uncle. Kyoya squeezed him tightly, and the redhead couldn't help but shake a little. This whole time, he'd been worried that Kyoya wouldn't care for him if he knew that it was Kaoru instead of Hikaru standing in front of him. Guess his uncle had loved him just as much… only a little further away.

"You don't know how much I've missed you."

Kaoru laughed, "S-so sentimental, Kyoya. What happened to the tough guy act?" To his surprise, Kyoya actually laughed a bit at that. He pulled back a little and wiped a tear away, "Are you going to tell Dad?"

Kyoya tilted his head before maneuvering the both of them to sit on the bed, "I would assume that we'd have to, don't we? He deserves to know that you and Hikaru… switched places? Am I correct?"

"Yeah. It's funny. We met at camp. Guess you and my aunt think a bit alike. Anyway, when the whole story spilled out we decided to… swap lives. I wanted to meet Dad… and you! And Hikaru was dying to know about Mom and Aunt Jin and Grandpa and Uncle Honey and Uncle Mori and… everyone else. It helped that I can speak French, I guess…"

Kyoya smirked, "Hmm… I recall your Aunt Jin. We met at your parent's wedding. I assume she taught you French and German? She did spend quite a few years of her life studying abroad if I remember correctly."

"You do. But please don't tell Dad about it! Not yet!"

"And when did you plan to tell him?"

Kaoru swung his feet a little, "I guess Hikaru and I were hoping he'd find out when he saw Mom when we go to Tokyo in two days."

Kyoya raised an eyebrow, "Your mother, hmm? Was this perhaps also a plan to get your parents together again?"

"... Wishful thinking, huh?"

"Not… necessarily." Kaoru looked up at his uncle, hardly daring to believe, "Well, we both know he'd be incredibly miserable living with Eclair. And I can only imagine the horrors she'd inflict on your brother once you're switched back." Kyoya shrugged, pretending to not notice the huge smile on the redhead's face as he continued, "It's simply a case of looking out for your best interest."

Kaoru hugged the man again, "I love you, Uncle Kyoya."

"Love you, too, Troublemaker. Now, grab your jacket and get your shoes on. We're going out to dinner, and you're going to tell me your whole life story."

*\/*

"Hey, Mom? I have to ask you something."

"Okay, Kaoru. But can you give me five minutes to finish up this case file-" The phone went off in his mother's home office and Hikaru felt the urge to rip it from the wall. He'd been trying to come clean to his mother for hours and he was constantly being interrupted!

As Haruhi picked up the phone to hear about yet another case, Hikaru stormed out of the room. He was having a bit of trouble keeping his annoyance in check. Just last night, Kaoru had called again to tell him where the rest of his family was going to be tomorrow morning. Park Hyatt Tokyo. Even Hikaru had whistled at that. That place was expensive.

But now he had to find a way to get his family over there! And so far it wasn't happening! He was trying to tell them he was really Hikaru, but no one was listening!

Wait… there was one person he hadn't tried yet.

Rushing out the front door, Hikaru ran across his family's front yard into the one belonging to their neighbor's. He stood on the front step and pounded his fist on the door, "Aunt Jin!"

Fifteen seconds later, the door opened, "Kaoru? You okay?"

The redhead stormed inside, "No! I'm not okay! Everything is going horribly wrong and no one will listen to me even though it's really time sensitive and I'm just so frustrated but… but…" he angrily rubbed at his eyes, not quite remembering when he'd started crying from the stress. Instantly his aunt was in front of him, wiping away his tears and calmly shushing him. Hikaru let himself be lead to the couch and sat down, where he curled into his aunt and took in a few deep breaths, trying to relax the tightness in his chest.

Jin gently ran her fingers through his hair, resting her cheek against the top of his head, "There we go… now, why don't you tell me what's so time sensitive. I'm sure it's not as bad as you think it is."

"Well… we need to go to Park Hyatt Tokyo."

"Okay. Why?"

He hesitated, which was stupid, he told himself. He'd been trying to tell his family who he really was for so long already, so why was it so hard to do now that he had the opportunity? Frustrated with himself, the redhead grabbed one of the pillows on the couch and pressed it against his face, falling to his side.

Jin smiled and started poking at her nephew's exposed belly, "Kaoru? Kaoru… are you dead? Kaoru, I'm not stopping until you laugh or-"

"That's why we have to go! To get Kaoru!"

Now the woman let out a small laugh at the muffled voice, "Oh, I see. And why would Kaoru be there?"

"Because that's where our father Suoh Tamaki is taking him while they're away from my home in Paris!" The poking stopped. He slowly pulled the pillow away from his eyes. Jin's face radiated pure shock. Gently, she maneuvered her knees onto the floor as Hikaru sat up.

She cups his face, "You're not Kaoru, are you?"

The redhead sniffled softly, "That would be correct."

"You're Hikaru?"

"Yeah…"

"Oh my god-" Jin surged forward and hugs him tightly, sobbing into his shoulder, "I-I thought I'd never see you again! Oh! And look how big you are! Oh, sweetheart…"

"Nēchan? Have you seen- Nēchan? Kaoru? What's wrong? What happened?" Haruhi and Ranka ran in through the front door, staring at the crying duo in worry.

Jin pulled away from her nephew and stood up, wiping at her face before pointing at him, "I'm going to make you something special to eat. You want anything? You know what, don't answer, I'm just going to whip up everything I've got, okay?" She walked into the kitchen, still crying quietly.

"Nēcha- Kaoru, what's gotten into your aunt? Did something happen?"

The redhead hiccuped and stood up from the couch, smiling weakly at his mother, "H-hi, Mom… it's been a long time, right? Thirteen years."

His grandfather gasped, clapping his hands over his mouth as the beginnings of tears flooded his eyes, "Oh…"

"Dad? Wha… what is going on?"

"Haru." Jin was back, still wiping at the corners of her eyes, "That's not Kaoru."

The shorter brunette looked at the redhead, and Hikaru saw the exact moment when all the pieces fell into place. Her already big brown eyes widened and she opened her mouth, only for a small choking noise to escape.

"H… Hikaru?"

"Mom!"

The woman rushed forward to wrap her son up in her arms, crying just as hard as her sister had been earlier. Ranka eased himself into a chair and cried into his hands, "I've never been so happy in my entire life…"

Hikaru squeezed his mother as tight as he could, gasping at the feeling of safety the emotionally charged hug was giving him. He'd been hugged by his mother before… but never as Hikaru. She had hugged Kaoru. And while those were nice… this felt nicer.

Haruhi pulled back a little, just enough to stare at the boy's face, "Oh, look at you! You're all grown up… my little boy. But… how did you get here?"

"It's a long story…"

*\/*

"Um, I'm sorry, but no. I can't handle this!"

Jin raised an eyebrow as she watched her sister throw multiple clothing articles out of her closet, "Well, it's not as though we can't afford one or two nights there. Think of it as tapping into that summer vacation money we always save up but never spend."

"That's not what I'm talking about, Nēchan." Haruhi held up one of her work shirts before tossing it over her shoulder, "I mean, I haven't seen or heard from Suoh Tamaki in thirteen years and suddenly he's flying back to Japan and I'm supposed to meet him? I'm not mature enough for this!"

"Says the woman with twin teenage sons."

"Oh, that's different! I had you and Dad and Honey and Mori to help with that!"

"You were always mature beyond your years, Haru. Why all the insecurity now?"

"Because that French man is the only person on Earth who can make me act irrational and I'm not okay with that!"

Jin shrugged and started slipping a pair of pants into the small suitcase opened up on the bed, "Seems like you were okay with it a long time ago."

"Oh, shut up!" Haruhi fell face first onto the bed before rolling onto her back, "I mean, we came up with this arrangement with the boys so we'd never have to see each other again! Now look at me. I'm acting like Dad! Have you ever seen me like this?!"

"Well-"

"Don't answer that." She jumped up and started going through her drawers, "I… what if he doesn't recognize me?"

"I seriously doubt that if he's kept your picture all these years."

"Nēchan…"

Hikaru bounced into the room, "Alright, Mom! I'm all packed for tomorrow!"

Haruhi quickly sat up, "Brilliant, sweetheart. Me too."

"Does… Aunt Jin usually pack for you?"

"Ah… no. No, not usually." Jin winked at her nephew. "So, did you speak to your father?"

"Uh, yeah! Just hung up with him. Kaoru and I explained everything and just between you and me, he's really anxious to see you."

Haruhi blinked, looking like she might faint, "Anxious… Suoh Tamaki, anxious… well, I never really could tell what that man would do next. Always drove me mad, that."

"He'll meet us at noon at the hotel tomorrow."

"Ooooh my, that's incredibly soon. Er, why don't you go see if your grandfather's decided to join us, eh?"

"Okay, Mom."

Haruhi let out another breath before going back into her closet. Hikaru turned around to leave when a voice whispered in his ear, "Liar, liar, pants on fire!"

He turned around and held a finger to his lips, "SH!" and shut the door.

"Nēchan? You're coming with us, right?"

"Yeah! Of course, Haru!"

"Good!"

"You thought I wouldn't?" Jin rolled her eyes and threw a pair of black socks into the suitcase next to Haruhi's favorite low heels.

Haruhi finally smiled and glanced over her shoulder, "Well, I couldn't be sure, considering you're old flame will be there, too."

"Old flame?"

"Ootori Kyoya."

Jin dropped one of the rejected skirts back to the floor and gave her sister the 'Look', "Really, Haru? This joke again?"

"You two totally hit it off, Nēchan. I'm surprised you didn't go home with him."

"I spoke with the man for a total of six hours, Haru! He was Tamaki's best man and I was your Maid-of-Honor! Of course we talked a bit during the reception, we walked down the aisle together!"

"So you weren't giving him flirty heart eyes for those six hours like I totally saw you doing?"

"He was a hunk! I can appreciate someone's physical attraction, but that doesn't mean I'm going to jump into his bed at the first opportunity!"

"And the second?"

"Get your head out of the gutter! And besides, there's no guarantee that he'll be there."

Haruhi laughed, still raking her closet to shreds, "Doubtful. Apparently he's as much Hikaru's uncle as Honey and Mori are for Kaoru! Perhaps there'll be some rekindled love?"

"Haru-"

"I still stand by the fact that if you had gone to Ouran instead of staying in America all through high school, you two would've gotten together before Tamaki and I did. Or if you had gone to college in Japan instead of Germany, you two would've stayed in contact. Perhaps the third opportunity will be the charm? After all… of all the businesses you received job offers from, you went with the Ootori Group."

Jin sighed, "Let's just get you packed, unless you want to meet your ex-husband in your nightgown."

"Ugh! I just don't know! What are you wearing?"

"A couple nice shirts and pants, maybe a dress. Oh, and a swimsuit to use in the pool. But if I were in your shoes…" Jin walked to her sister's side and reached deep into the closet, grabbing the hanger in the far back and pulling the dress out, "I'd wear this."

Haruhi eyed the red dress and whimpered softly… but eventually nodded and grabbed the hanger.

*\/*

"Oh… Nēchan, do you think we're too early? Too late? Maybe we can do this some other-" Before Haruhi could turn around, Jin threw an arm out and caught her little sister by her shoulders. Hikaru wasn't sure how to feel seeing his mother so uncomfortable, but it wasn't like they could turn back now. Jin had given her a glass of wine before they left to help with nerves, but it didn't seem to be taking effect just yet.

Jin twirled their room key around her finger before tossing it to her nephew, "We're on the eighth floor. Room three. And our bags should already be up there so, Hikaru, how about you head up there and start getting settled in. I'll talk to your mother."

"Okay. See you up there."

Hikaru started walking towards the elevator and had to jump backwards in order to avoid being run over by a bellhop. He bumped into someone and spun around, "I'm so sorry- Kyoya!"

The ravenet blinked in surprise before he smirked, "Hikaru?"

"Yup!" The two hugged briefly, pulling apart when he heard another familiar voice talking to 'Hikaru' across the lobby.

Kyoya started pushing the teenager towards the stairs, "Go! Go!"

"Room 803!"

The redhead disappeared from view just as Tamaki spotted his best friend, "Kyoya! I know you prefer to take the stairs over the elevator, but c'mon, the sixteenth floor?"

Kyoya raised an eyebrow, "My room is on the tenth floor, Tamaki, but you're quite right. It is a little much, even for me." He met the other twin's eyes, and instantly Kaoru understood that they'd just avoided a bullet.

Eclair sighed and looped her arm through Tamaki's, "Well, why don't we all head up to our rooms and freshen up. Kyoya, Hikaru is staying in your room, correct?"

"When was that decided?"

"When we made the reservations. I figured that if we're having the wedding here, Tamaki and I might as well see if we'll enjoy our Honeymoon as well." The woman batted her eyelashes at her fiance, skillfully keeping his eyes on her while his son pretended to throw up behind them.

Kyoya clenched his jaw, but managed a small smile, "I wouldn't mind. So long as there are two beds in the room."

"Of course."

Kaoru let out a sigh and walked up to his uncle's side, "Let's go, Kyoya."

"Right behind you." They climbed into the elevator, and just as the doors started to shut Kyoya spotted two familiar brunette's across the lobby, one significantly shorter than the other. He tensed up, and when the doors shut and he looked down at the boy by his side, he saw that Kaoru was staring back at him with wide eyes.

"Do you know their room number?"

"803."

Kaoru jabbed the '8' button and crossed his arms, "Go make sure Eclair isn't forcing you to sleep on the couch, then meet us down there."

*\/*

"Feel better?"

"Much."

"Good. Now, we're all going to be calm, and you two are going to talk, and everything's going to be…"

The Fujioka's stopped and stared as Suoh Tamaki climbed into one of the elevators with a twig of a girl in a faded plum colored dress. The woman had her arms around his neck as he hit the button, and Jin watched with a raised eyebrow as the blond looked up and saw them. His mouth fell open, and as the elevator doors started to shut he moved along with it until the man disappeared completely from view.

The sisters stood there for a moment in complete silence.

"Oh… he's so in trouble."

The elevator ride up to the 8th floor was completely silent save for the tapping of Haruhi's shoes on the floor. The moment they arrived, Haruhi was stalking her way down the hallway, "Suoh Hikaru!"

The door on their left opened and two identical faces poked out, answering 'yes' in unison. Haruhi jumped a bit, then sighed, "Oh, don't do that to me. Get back in there. Now, which is which?"

As the four walked into the room, the twin with combed down hair smiled at the women, "I'm Kaoru."

"Kaoru!" Haruhi hugged the boy tightly, "Oh, look at you! Your hair's all combed down, too! My boys…" Hikaru walked over and hugged his mom and brother, "You're both here, together!"

Jin smirked and grabbed her suitcase, "Welp, I'm going to change. Might as well enjoy this place while we're here." She disappeared into the bathroom just as there was a knock on the door.

Haruhi's eyes went wide as she turned to the door. Spotting how uncomfortable she was, Hikaru walked over and peeked out the peep hole.

"It's Kyoya!"

"Oh…"

The brunette relaxed as her son opened the door, Kyoya walking in, "Thank you… Hikaru." He ruffled the boy's spiked up hair and looked up, spotting the other people in the room. "Ah, Haruhi. How lovely to see you ag-"

"Kyoya!" The brunette hurried forward and hugged the man, which was clearly a surprise going by the look on his face, "I haven't seen you in forever! How've you been?"

The man smirked and shook his head, "Just fine… now I recall why I was so upset when you two split up."

"Oh, right. Speaking of." She turned around and stared her sons in the eye, her lips pressed tightly together and chin tight. The redheads exchanged a glance. "Could one of you please explain-"

"Haru, I'm heading down to the pool in case… oh, hi."

"Hello."

Once again, Hikaru and Kaoru exchanged a glance, not quite sure what to make of the way their 'uncle' and aunt had greeted each other. Sure, Jin was in a two piece bathing suit that wasn't quite a bikini but still showed off a bit of stomach, but it wasn't embarrassment that was keeping their eyes trained on each other.

Kyoya snapped out of it first, smirking at the woman, who jumped a bit and tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear, "Sorry. Um, you probably don't remember me, but my name's-"

"Fujioka Jin," Kyoya lightly took the brunette's hand and kissed the back of it, causing her to go completely red in the face, "Not a name I would soon forget."

"Oh…" she looked away, "Um… thank you, Ootori Kyoya."

The ravenet straightened his back appreciatively, "I made an impression, too, it would seem."

"Yeah, you could say that."

"Excuse me, you two? Do you mind?" Hikaru and Kaoru snickered when their aunt and uncle continued to stare at each other until their mother clapped her hands together. Kyoya dropped Jin's hand and they turned away from each other, sneaking glances out of the corners of their eyes.

Sighing, Haruhi turned back to her sons, "Hikaru… you told me that your father knew I was going to be here today, but I'm about to let you know that when I saw him down in the lobby it was clear that he had no idea we were on the same planet, let alone in the same hotel."

"You saw him already?"

Jin nodded, "And he saw us. But I don't think the woman draped all over him did, at least. That might've lead to some… questions."

Kyoya scoffed, "If he reacted to seeing you the way I'm sure he did, I wouldn't be surprised if she was interrogating him as we speak." He glanced towards the door, "A polygraph test is probably being dropped off at the front desk by now."

Jin giggles, but quiets herself quickly at the glare her sister shot across the room.

"Now, you two had better tell me why you lied! Why did you bring me here and not tell your father?"

"Okay! Looks like this is going to get a little personal so... I'm going to head down to the pool now."

"I'll join you."

"Wait!" Jin and Kyoya froze and slowly turned back around. Haruhi looked at everyone in turn, "Is there something going on that you aren't telling me?"

Kaoru shut his eyes, "Mom? Dad's getting married."

Haruhi blinked, reaching backwards until she fell onto the couch behind her, "I see…"

"She's Cruella De Vil, Mom, completely awful! She doesn't even love Dad, she just wants his money and to cut Kyoya off from our family! She treats him like a butler and uses a bell to call him!"

Jin glanced at the man beside her, "Seriously?"

"Afraid so."

"And she totally doesn't like me, or Hikaru. She just terrible and the only way Dad won't marry her…"

"...is if he sees you again."

Jin glanced over at the feeling of an elbow touching her arm, and she and Kyoya simultaneously started sneaking back towards the door.

"Hold on a minute, you two." Once again, they turned around to meet Haruhi's disbelieving gaze, "Did you two know about this? Nēchan?"

"I… knew they wanted to get you and Tamaki back together… didn't know about the whole marriage thing."

Haruhi sucked in a deep breath and stood up, clapping her hands together, "Okay… let me say this one time, loud and clear, for all of you. Suoh Tamaki and I have absolutely nothing in common! Anymore, at least. Plus, in case you haven't noticed, he seems extremely content with his leggy, tight-skirted fiancee. Now I want the two of you," she turned to the twins, "to explain to your father that I am here for one purpose, and one purpose only. To switch the two of you back. Understood?"

"Yes, Mom."

Jin sighed and held her right arm out towards the boys, "Come on, you two. I'll walk one of you down to the pool to see if he's down there or in the lobby."

"And I'll take the other up to his room."

They sighed and slid off the beds, trudging after the two adults.

*\/*

"Hi, Dad!"

"Hikaru! There you are! Listen, I need to run down to the lobby for a moment, so will you keep Eclair company for a while?"

Hikaru nodded, "Sure." Then he stepped forward and hugged his Dad, considering he hadn't seen him in over 8 weeks.

Tamaki chuckled, hugging back, "What's this?"

"I just wanted to… thank you for bringing me with you."

"Oh, please, like I was going to leave you and Kyoya back in Paris?" The blond eyed the boy in confusion, "Do you have gel in your hair?"

"Uh… Kyoya brought some and I was just playing around with it. I came up with this really cool spiky look that I liked. Would you mind if I try it out?"

"Why not?" Tamaki patted his son's shoulder and ran towards the elevator, "You've always had a wilder spirit than your hair let on, anyways!"

Hikaru laughed a bit and waved as his father disappeared behind the elevator doors. Shaking his head, he started walking towards the stairs, hands coming up to perform the technique he had perfected over the course of a week.

A door suddenly opened behind him, "Have you seen your father?"

Hikaru turned around, hair half up in spikes, "Me?"

Eclair all but sneered at the boy, "What are you doing to your hair? Is this supposed to be the next wave of your rotten streak? Fix it before someone of importance see you, and I'll ask you again, where is your father?"

"... I think he went down to talk to my Uncle Kyoya."

"Uh, of all the times for charity. Fine. If you see him before I do, tell him he's late and I'm waiting."

The woman stalked down to the elevators and Hikaru shook his head, "Cruella indeed…"

Down in the lobby, Tamaki all but ran to the middle of the room, looking around for a familiar head of brown hair.

"Dad!"

Spinning around, it the blond took a moment to recognize his son. Mostly because of his spiky hair, "Hikaru? What are you doing down here, I thought I asked you to keep Eclair company?"

"I… am! Yeah, I am. I was just looking for her."

"Right, right." He glanced at his son, "I like that hairstyle. Suits you."

"Oh, thanks!"

Tamaki almost walked away but caught himself before he got to far, "Oh, wait, Hikaru… forgot to ask you earlier. How do I look?"

"Good."

"Not too old?"

"Never."

He smiled, "Good… good," and walked outside. Kaoru grinned. He was looking for her. And he wanted to look nice. That was a good sign.

"What did I tell you?" Kaoru spun around, wide eyed, as Eclair stalked over to him, cold eyes flashing, "Fix your hair before someone important sees it!"

"...Dad likes it."

"Your father is an idiot when it comes to you. *Ahem* Now, I went to your room and he wasn't there, so have you seen him since you told me where he was?"

Kaoru resisted the urge to kick her in the shins, "No. I was looking for him."

"Useless. Fine. I'll find him myself."

The redhead kept his eyes on the woman until he was sure she was walking in the other direction, then followed his Dad back to the pool. Coming to a stop next to the arm floats for the little kids, he looked around until he saw his father roaming the edge of the water, trying to get a good look at anyone with short brown hair. Kaoru smiled, which grew wider when his Aunt Jin and Uncle Kyoya stood up from their table and walked over to his father.

"Tamaki?"

"Kyoya! I was wondering…" The blond did a double-take at the woman standing beside his best friend, "Fujioka Jin?"

The brunette gave him a short wave, "Hello, Tamaki-san. I wasn't sure if you'd remember me."

"No, no, of course I remember you! You're all Haruhi ever talked about. Speaking of which… is… is your sister around?"

Jin smirked and glanced around the blond, "Turn around."

Tamaki did more than that. He whipped around so fast he almost knocked someone into the pool. But he clearly didn't notice, purple eyes gluing themselves onto one Fujioka Haruhi. Kyoya and Jin gave each other a small smile before watching the blond start walking towards his ex-wife, almost trance like.

Unfortunately…

"Dad, watch out!"

Too late. Suoh Tamaki bumped into a pool boy who had an armful of towels and fell into the pool with a gigantic splash, fancy suit and everything.

Kyoya held up his camera and took a picture, making Jin laugh.

Spluttering and with water streaming down his face, the blond resurfaced, swimming to the edge of the pool and hoisting himself out of it, ending up right in front of Haruhi. Kaoru walked over to his aunt and uncle on the other side and they watched as the adults smiled at each other.

"Hello, Haruhi."

"Hello, Tamaki." The brunette rubbed at the back of her neck, "Well, gosh, there you are. How about that?"

The man pushed his hair back, attempting to squeeze out as much water as possible from it, "Um… is there something going on that I forgot about because… I'm stunned to see you here, but you don't seem… surprised by me at all."

"Dad?" Kaoru slipped out from behind Haruhi, "I can explain why she's here."

"Hikaru, you know who this is?"

"Yes, and… I'm not Hikaru."

"Actually," Hikaru stepped to the other side of his mother, "I'm Hikaru."

If didn't seem possible for the man to look more baffled than he already was, but he was certainly trying, "Both of them…" he looked at the twin who had spoken first, "Kaoru?"

"Well… we both ended up going to the same camp this summer-"

"-and after we figured it out we kidda came up with an idea-"

"-for me to meet you-"

"-and for me to meet Mom."

Haruhi smiled at her boys and looked at her ex-husband, "They switched places on us, Tamaki."

The blond looked at her, then back down, "You mean I've been with Kaoru this whole time?" He grinned broadly and held out his arms, Kaoru jumping into them without hesitation and squeezing him tight, "Oh… my little boy! My… you need a nickname! Um… okay. Hikaru is mon Caneton, so you're mon Oisillon."

"Little birdie?"

Tamaki kissed the boy's forehead, "Because you flew so far on your own to come see me. Oh, whoops, you're all wet now-"

"It's okay, Dad."

The blond looked his son up and down one last time before a strange expression came over him, "Wait… Hikaru you've been in Tokyo all this time?"

"Yeah…"

"Get over here." The twins hugged their father in unison, happily squished together between their father's arms.

Hikaru pressed his forehead to his father's shoulder, "Mom's amazing, Dad. I don't know how I've ever lived without knowing her." The blond smiled fondly at the boy and kissed his forehead as well before looking at them both.

"You know… I like that hairstyle on you both. So, Hikaru's part is on his right side, and Kaoru's part is on his left?"

"Yup!"

"Good. At least I'll have some way to tell you apart."

Haruhi blushed a bit and cleared her throat, "Um, boys? Could you go and get your father some towels?"

"Oh, yeah!"

"Sure thing, Mom!"

The two bounded off and Tamaki shook his head, a hand coming up to his temple, "It's like I'm seeing double. They're so alike and they've only known each other for a little while. How… what are the odds…"

"Tamaki, sit down before you faint." Haruhi's tone was final, but her smile gave the command a bit of jest. And the blond immediately sat.

"So… how've you been, Haru?" He rested his elbow on his knee, seemingly unaware of the dopey smile on his face, "Or does everyone call you Haruhi now? Or Fujioka-san?"

"Oh. Uh, n-no, Haru's fine. Nēchan still calls me Haru."

"You know, you haven't changed a bit-"

"There you are! I've been looking all over for you!" Haruhi quickly stepped away from the chair Tamaki was lounging in as a petite woman marched her way over. The brunette saw the way the woman's grey eyes pierced both her and then Tamaki before narrowing, and immediately knew who it was. Cruella almost isn't strong enough.

Eclair cleared her throat, her ruby red lips pursing every so slightly, "Ah… who might you be? And Tamaki why are you all wet?"

Tamaki chuckled nervously, "You know… this is one small world."

"Oh really? How small?"

"Hi, Eclair."

The redhead raised an eyebrow at the boy on her left, "Hello."

"How you doing?"

She whipped her head to the right and shrieked. Tamaki let out a long, slow breath, "Eclair… did I ever mention to you that Hikaru was a twin?"

"I do not believe that ever came up. Ever."

Eclair's eyes were still wide when Hikaru shrugged, "Eh, don't feel bad, he never told me either. And, by the way, I'm the real Hikaru. We haven't actually met because for the past week, Kaoru over there has been pretending to be me in France to meet our father. And I was pretending to be him here in Tokyo to meet our mother, Fujioka Haruhi."

At the name, Eclair's eyes went back to the brunette, "Your mother? This is your mother?"

"Guilty."

"Oh… small world indeed. And… by any chance did we arrive at this hotel on the same day by coincidence or…"

*\/*

"Hikaru, I've had enough surprises today to last me a lifetime. Now, would you please just tell me where we're going?"

The boy just laughed, "You'll love it, Dad. Just trust your son."

"Hello."

Hikaru had never seen his father whip around so fast as when he heard their mother speak. Tamaki's eyes went wide when he saw Haruhi standing there in a red dress. The red dress. The same red dress she had worn the day he proposed to her.

"Hey."

Kaoru lead his mother over to his father and went to go wave down a taxi with his twin. Haruhi nervously shuffled her feet before leaning in and whispering, "Do you have any idea where we're going?"

"Not a clue."

"Oh, good. At least I'm not the only one."

Tamaki chuckled again, a sound Haruhi suddenly realized… she had missed over the past thirteen or so years. And if the man decided to hold her door open for her both when they entered and exited the taxi? Well, she wasn't going to complain.

"Hang on a minute… I recognize this strip." Tamaki was turning around and around, his purple eyes wide as he took in the sights of the city. He may not have grown up in Japan, but in the few years he had lived there, the place had become ingrained into his definition of home. He never admitted to anyone but himself that he missed it.

Kaoru smiled at his father's clear happiness at being back in Japan, but was quick to direct his gaze to a particular building, "Does that clear it up for you?"

Haruhi gasped softly. It was the restaurant. The one Tamaki had taken her to for their first date. The adults remained silent as their sons lead them closer. Just before they got to the front doors, Tamaki raised an eyebrow at the boys.

"So… exactly how are we paying for dinner here?"

"We pooled our allowances."

The blond laughed once, "Yeah, right, Kaoru."

"Well, Aunt Jin and Uncle Kyoya chipped in a little."

"Hikaru."

"Okay… they chipped in a lot." Haruhi finally managed a smile as the family of four walked in. Kaoru went right up to the hostess and said, "Table under Suoh?"

The woman smiled at the twins before looking at the adults, "Of course. Right this way."

Walking through the room and up the stairs, Haruhi couldn't help but reminisce in the memories she had of this place. She hadn't come here since… since she and Tamaki parted ways. But wait… how had the twins known about this place?

When she asked, the boys smirked at each other, "Uncle Kyoya."

Haruhi rolled her eyes. Of course.

The hostess lead them out to the balcony, and the two adults stopped. The whole balcony had been cleared of tables until there was just one remaining under the stars… with two chairs.

"The table's only set for two."

"Oh, did we forget to mention?"

"We're not joining you."

Haruhi and Tamaki exchanged a glance before turning back to the boys, "You're not?"

"Well, Hikaru, Kaoru… as much as we appreciate this, maybe driving back to the hotel by yourselves in the city isn't the best idea."

"Then why don't we take them off you hands?" Jin and Kyoya suddenly appeared from inside the restaurant, the two of them in their own fancy dress and smiling as they place their hands on the twins shoulders.

Kyoya smirked at the woman by his side before turning back to his friends, "Think of it as an apology and a plea to not shun this lovely lady and myself after tonight for going along with these audacious fourteen year olds." Before the two could say anything else, he and Jin began steering the twins off the balcony.

Jin hesitated at the glass doors and turned back to her sister, "You do get all this don't you?"

"Yes, I believe I do."

The taller brunette winked at her little sister before moving into the restaurant, a waiter coming out immediately afterwards, "Would you like to view the wine list to begin your evening, Suoh-san and Fujioka-san?"

"Yes, please. I think we'll need it." Haruhi laughed at Tamaki's defeated voice before they both settled themselves at the table, quickly ordering a bottle of wine. "So, am I correct in assuming they're recreating our first date?"

"I believe so. It's sweet of them to do it."

"Sweet?" Tamaki smiled and shook his head, "I'm only thinking of all the favors Kyoya is going to ask of me to 'repay' for this night out."

Haruhi glanced through the windows that separated them from the inside of the restaurant, "Oh… I wouldn't be so sure about that."

They turned to look inside, where the other four had been seated at a table themselves. The twins quickly returned to their menus when their parents noticed them watching, but Kyoya and Jin seemed too busy talking to each other to notice.

Tamaki smirked, "What do you know? My best friend and your sister. Hey, didn't they click at our wedding?"

"I've been telling Nēchan that for years. She's just so stubborn."

"Hm. Seems like a family trait."

Haruhi let out a mock gasp, but it quickly transformed into a smile when their wine was brought out. She gazed at the intricately designed wine glass, remembering just how transfixed she had been by the aesthetics the first time Tamaki brought her here.

"So…" she looked over to see the blond raising his own glass, "...here's to…"

"Our sons."

Tamaki smiled, "Our sons."

Haruhi glanced at said sons as she took a sip, and sure enough they were back to watching their parents. Sighing, she set the glass down, "I have a feeling there's an invisible spotlight on us for the night."

"I agree. But, since they can't hear us right now… then maybe we can talk about… what happened between us?"

Haruhi sighed, "Maybe. But let's wait until there's a little more alcohol in my system, if that's alright with you." Her joke managed to pull another laugh from the blond, and it made something flip around in her stomach region. She quickly took another sip of wine. Yeah. Definitely more alcohol.

After their food had been served, the two had managed to relax quite a bit, and were now exchanging stories of raising their sons.

"So, you two have a fishing trip that you go on every summer?"

"Yes, we do. I guess I was a bit of a nut for those father-son bonding moments, and that just happened to be the one that stuck. Hikaru gave me a bloody nose playing catch, so you can see why we gave up on that one."

Haruhi laughed, "Ah… sounds to me like you made a good father after all."

"Oh, I wouldn't have lasted two months without Kyoya helping out. And what about you? Kaoru is almost more refined and proper than Hikaru!"

"Again, that was more Nēchan and Dad than me at first. I was balancing law school and raising a child at the same time, and then came my own firm and the non-profit… if I hadn't had those two I would've had to hire a Nanny like you rich folk."

Tamaki smiled sadly, "I'm… sorry that I put you in such a position. I was selfish."

"Oh, Tamaki, no! That's not what I was trying to say. I'm so happy to have Kaoru in my life. Not having him would've been so much worse!" She stared at her ex-husband until he nodded in understanding before sitting back in her seat, "But that brings up the million-yen question, doesn't it? What are we going to do about the boys?"

The blond sighed, "Well, it's not as though we can keep them apart, can we? They've only known each other for a few weeks and already they're attached at the hip. Have you noticed that they're finishing each other's sentences?"

"Yes, I have. So… I could keep them for half of the year and you could have them for the other half-"

"Two schools every year? I don't think that's a good idea. And they're already struggling enough with making friends. No need to make it harder."

"Then… a full year each?"

"Same problem." Tamaki rubbed at his cheek, "See, this is the whole reason we came up with our old system where we each keep one."

Haruhi blinked before poking at the sushi on her plate, "Really? I thought it was because we decided we never wanted to have to see each other again."

"...Not… 'we', Haru."

"Well… that's the reason I asked for the alcohol." Haruhi knew she was blushing, "Did… did I hurt you when I threw that… uhm, what was it?"

"It was a hairbrush."

"Oh… right."

Tamaki smirked, "You know, I may never be alone with you again, so before the night is over… why'd you pack?"

"Tamaki… we were both so young and, frankly, stupid. Being married and having a family so soon had never been in my plans for the future. My mom and dad married early too… and being the pessimist that I am, I just couldn't risk a heartbreak like my father's. So… before you could leave… I left first." She looked up over the tabletop, "And you never came after me."

"I didn't think you'd want me to."

Haruhi sighed, "Well, it doesn't really matter now. So, let's just put on a good face for the boys and get this show on the road, huh?"

"...Sure."

*\/*

"Your passport, Suoh-san. Have a safe trip home."

"Thank you." Tamaki stuck the small booklet into his pants pocket next to his phone while Kyoya walked over to him, "Oh, there you are. Where's Hikaru?"

"He wanted to spend some more time with Kaoru before we left, but I just called up so he should be heading down now."

"Good." The blond cleared his throat and glanced over to his other side, "So, I'll send Hikaru down to you over winter break and the first half of summer-"

"And Kaoru will spend the second half and spring break with you." Haruhi nodded, turning away from the hotel employee she had just finished signing out with. The two exchanged a brief smile before the sound of the elevator dinging had them both turning around. Jin walked out with her bag, making a bee-line for Kyoya who was patiently waiting for her near the couches, and the twins walked over to their parents… their hair combed backwards over their hair parts and covered with identical green caps. They were even wearing matching khaki shorts, tank-tops, and black shoes.

Haruhi tilted her head a little, "Kaoru, what's going on? Wait… is the one on my left…"

"Here's the deal, Mom and Dad. We thought it over and decided that we're getting the short end of the stick."

"Dad promised to the both of us that we'd go on our family fishing trip at the end of the summer, and we've decided that we're going. Together."

The brunette rolled her eyes, "Kaoru, really, this is ridiculous. Come on." She reached a hand out to the boy on her left, whose voice matched her son. "Honestly, your voices are too-"

"Are you sure I'm Kaoru?" The parents froze. The one who they had been sure was Kaoru… his voice had changed. It was deeper, like Hikaru's. "Because you wouldn't want to take the wrong one…"

They turned to the other redhead as Kaoru's higher voice came out, "...would you?"

"Boys," Tamaki shook his head, "You're going to make us miss our flight."

"Here's our proposition."

"We go back to Mom's house, pack our stuff, and the four of us go on that fishing trip. Once we're there, we tell you who is Hikaru-"

"-and who is Kaoru."

"Or," Tamaki looked down on the twins, his usually carefree attitude replaced with annoyance, "you tell us which is which now and Hikaru comes back to France with me, whether you like it or not."

Thirty minutes later and a car pulled up in front of Haruhi's house, two redheaded boys jumping out of the backseat and running inside, calling out for their grandfather.

"Those two are going to be the death of me."

*\/*

"And what am I supposed to do while you're in Japan? Go home and knit a sweater?"

"Eclair, I don't really have a choice. I'm in a sticky situation here." Tamaki piled another backpack into the trunk of a jeep they were renting.

"Sticky situation? You're the head of Suoh Enterprises! You don't get into sticky situations!"

The blond raised an eyebrow, "Clearly you've never been to a board meeting."

Eclair huffed and looked around like she was trying to ignore the man, "Where even are we? My limo driver almost couldn't find…" She trailed off when she noticed Haruhi walking out of the house, "Oh… no, no, no, what are you doing here with her?"

Tamaki sighed, "It's the sticky situation I mentioned. Hikaru and Kaoru won't tell us which is which unless I take both of them and their mother on our yearly fishing trip."

"Why didn't you say no? Just leave them both here for now! They'll give up the ruse eventually and Hikaru will be back home before you know it!"

"I'm not leaving without my son, Eclair."

"Then take one at random!"

"Hello, Eclair. Is there an issue?"

The red haired woman clenched her hands, "Um, you know I'd have to say there is. When I heard that Tama here would be staying in Japan for a little while longer I didn't know that… you would be here as well. And I must confess that I am not okay with that."

"I agree," Haruhi nodded, "Spending a full two days with the ex-wife and the kids is a bit weird... I insist that you come with us."

Tamaki and Eclair looked at her in shock, "Haru…"

"No really, I've messed up your whole weekend together, it's the least I can do to invite your fiancee, Tamaki." She smiled and batted her eyelashes, something she never did, but before Tamaki could say something about it-

"Sounds perfect. Help me pack."

Haruhi smiled a little and followed Eclair into her house, tunelessly humming the melody of 'Cruella De Vil'. Perhaps she should loan Kaoru her camera...

"Dad, what's Eclair doing here?" Hikaru asked fifteen minutes later, halfway between climbing into the trunk with his brother.

"Your mother invited her along."

"What?"

"Be nice."

Hikaru and Kaoru looked at each other in surprise, then turned around to stare at their mother as Eclair climbed into the passenger seat, "Well, looks like you're all set. Have a fun time."

"Mom... what are you talking about? Where's your backpack?"

"Haru?"

Haruhi shrugged her shoulder, "Well, I figured that you and Eclair needed some time alone with the boys without me there to muck everything up. Spend some time as a family."

"W-well, if you're not coming then I certainly don't-"

"Oh, no, you need to be a part of this. After all, in less than two weeks… they'll be your sons, too."

The twins groaned softly and plopped down into their seats as the jeep started up, completely missing out on the playful smirk their mother was attempting to hide as they drove off.

Jin walked out of the house as they drove away, "Oh, I would pay big money to see that woman put a worm on a hook."

*\/*

After an hour and a half of driving in complete silence, they arrived at the campground near Lake Oku-tama.

"O-kay! Everyone out! Lake's a short hike from here, and then we can start fishing."

Eclair looked over at her fiance, "Hike? Did you say we're hiking?"

Tamaki smirked, "Well, we can't exactly drive through the woods." Groaning, the woman climbed out of the jeep and watched as the boys started piling their things onto their backs. Hikaru glanced at her halfway through the process.

"Hey, think you can lend a hand?"

"You expect me to carry more on my back? Please. I am a lady, and don't expect that to change while we're out in the… wilderness."

"Eclair-"

"No. That's my final decision on the matter."

Kaoru rolled his eyes and stuck another two water bottles into his pack. Without Eclair helping, it took the boys an additional seven minutes to pack everything else in such a way it wouldn't throw out their backs. Thankfully, while they hiked, it was relatively easy to ignore the woman. She struggled to keep up with the twins who were happily jumping over rocks and balancing on logs. The only time they remembered her at all was when she made them stop every five minutes and when she complained about Tamaki acting like a child when he chased after the redheads.

"Oh, hold on, we're stopping."

Kaoru groaned and walked back, spotting Eclair sitting down on yet another rock, "Seriously, Dad? At this rate, we'll get to the lake just in time to turn back and head home!"

"Relax, mon Oisillon. Eclair isn't used to this kind of activity, so just chill. I'm going to scout ahead a little, alright?"

The boy was about to complain, but then he noticed where his twin was, "Oh, sure Dad!" Tamaki ruffled the boy's hair and walked around a tree and down the path. Kaoru turned to face the other two members of their group and snickered as Hikaru quietly packed multiple rocks into Eclair's backpack.

"Mmm… hand me some water. I can't move."

Hikaru rolled his eyes, "Sure." Turning around, he unshouldered his backpack and pulled out a bottle of water, but paused halfway in between handing it off to her. There was a small grass lizard warming itself up on the rocks. Oh… perfect!

Quickly, he snatched the creature up by it's body and placed it on the bottle before handing it over to the complaining woman, "Here's your water, you Majesty."

Eclair tsked and uncapped the water before taking a drink.

And spotting the lizard.

Her responding shriek echoed throughout the woods and had Tamaki racing back to the group, probably thinking his fiancee was being mauled by a bear, "Eclair, are you okay? What happened?"

Hikaru pointed at the water bottle she had thrown across the rocks, and the lizard that was next to it, "I think that lizard climbed on her water!"

"Oh… well, he won't hurt you, Eclair." Tamaki clearly was struggling not to smile, "Boys, let's start heading forward again. You two help Eclair."

The woman nearly snarled, "Sure you'll help me. Right off a cliff." She struggled to stand up with her newly 'repacked' backpack and started after their father. It was too easy.

"Need a hand there, Eclair?"

She froze, slowly turning around, "Not. From. You. If you think for one minute that I will not make your lives miserable from the moment I say 'I do', then you've got another thing coming you brats. Is that clear?"

"Crystal."

"Try to keep up, Cruella."

Kaoru quickly snapped a photo of the woman's face before the twins hurried off after their father, laughing with glee.

*\/*

"Alright! I'd say that was a pretty successful day!"

Hikaru and Kaoru nodded along with their father's statement, mouths too full of rainbow trout to really say anything at all. Until, of course, they noticed how upset Eclair looked. They exchanged a smirk before Hikaru winked at his twin and swallowed his mouthful.

"Are you sure you don't want some trout, Mom? I mean… is it okay if we start calling you Mom?"

Eclair visibly recoiled, "I think your actual mother would prefer it if you called me Eclair. And no, I do not eat… trout. I'll just wait until breakfast. What will we have?"

"Trout."

Tamaki sent the boys some warning glares before turning back to his fiancee, "You should try it, Darling, it's part of the experience."

"Oh! The experience? And what is the other part of this commoner experience that you so foolishly indulge yourself in, hiding from all photo opportunities and meetings with other CEO's until your multitude of mosquito bites disappear? Ugh!" She swatted at her neck with vigor, pulling away with a black smudge on her hand that she quickly wiped away with disgust, "This repellent isn't working!"

"Repellent?" Tamaki's voice was curious, and the twins quickly went to scarfing down their dinner, "... Let me see that bottle."

The woman all but threw it at him, and he took a cautious sniff at the top, "This isn't repellent. From what I can tell… it's sugar and water. You're going to attract every mosquito in Japan with this stuff."

"What? But it was in my bag…" the woman stopped, recalling just who had packed her bag, and stood up, "That is it for the day. I am taking some Restoril and going to bed." She went to take a few steps towards her tent, reconsidered, and walked back to Tamaki before planting a long kiss to his lips. Kaoru unhappily kicked at one of the rocks surrounding their fire pit. "Good night."

The blond waited until she was in her tent with the zipper down before refocusing on his sons, "Boys, I'm going to tell you this one last time: Cool it. This is not her thing and she's trying, so lay off her for the rest of the trip."

"If that's her trying, I don't want to see what it's like when she actually refuses to do something."

"Yeah, I don't care how many times you tell us, we refuse to carry her back to the car if she doesn't want to walk tomorrow."

Tamaki sighed, but didn't continue the conversation. Instead he started poking at his own dinner, completely missing out on the way his sons were silently creating a plan between them. One final nudge that might finally push Eclair over the edge…

It was perhaps 3 am when Hikaru's phone alarm went off beneath his pillow. He yawned and sat up, simultaneously shaking his brother awake. Blinking the sleep out of their eyes, the two slowly unzipped their tent and climbed out, padding over to Eclair's tent.

"I hope that sleeping pill paid off."

Hikaru snickered before slowly unzipping the woman's tent. And there she was, sprawled out on an air mattress that she had insisted on bringing and then having Tamaki carry. How vain.

Nodding his brother to the other side of the mattress, Hikaru grabbed at the corner of it and the two began dragging Eclair out of the tent, moving as slowly and carefully as they could. Just before their feet hit the water, they scurried to the other end by her head and shoved her into the lake. And lo and behold, she started floating away.

Running further up the bank until they were standing by their tent, the twins turned back to watch the makeshift boat sail further away.

"Bon voyage, Cruella."

"Think she'll end up on the other side of the lake?"

"If there is a God."

*\/*

"Mmm…" The next morning, Eclair groaned and turned her head this way and that, unable to escape the bright light flooding through her eyelids, "Tamaki… shut the blinds." She was about to fall back asleep when she realized something was wrong with her bed.

Namely, it was moving.

Sitting up, she looked around.

Water.

Water, everywhere.

"TAMAKI!"

Over on shore, Tamaki jolted awake, scrambling towards the zipper of his tent and almost flying face first into the pole holding the fabric up. Unzipping the front, he poked his head out and looked towards Eclair's tent. It looked… empty.

Hikaru and Kaoru were also awake, and staring at towards the water. Following their line of sight… Tamaki spotted Eclair's air mattress floating on the water just as she fell into the lake.

Oh boy.

It took the woman about three minutes to swim to shore, stalking up the beach until she was standing right in front of the blond, "Okay! That is it!"

"Eclair, what happened?"

"What happened is that your brats just crossed the line! So I'm telling you now that the minute they come under my care is the minute they become enrolled in a year-long American Boarding School! Get the picture, sweetie? It's either me, or them." She crossed her arms and leaned to the side, tossing her wet hair out of her face, "Take. Your. Pick."

Tamaki raised an eyebrow and glanced over at the twins before turning back to the woman, "Them."

"Excuse me?!"

"T-h-e-m. Them." He leaned in close to her face with a smirk, "Get the picture?"

Eclair's responding shriek of disgust and anger could probably have been heard all the way across the lake.

*\/*

Tamaki honked the horn of the jeep as he and the twins pulled up in front of their mother's house. Almost immediately, Haruhi appeared at the doorway, smiling out at them, "Hello! You're back so soon! Did you all have… fun?" She trailed off as she walked down to the street, noticing the unhappy faces.

"Well, I wouldn't go right to fun."

She raised her eyebrows at Kaoru's bland tone, "You wouldn't? What happened?"

"We've been grounded until the end of the century."

"Starting now. Grab your bags and unpack in your room. You can come back out for meals, but that's it." The twins sighed, but didn't argue, and started trudging up to the house, kissing their mother on the cheek as they passed.

The brunette raised an eyebrow, "Where's Eclair?"

"We just played a few tiny pranks on her and she flipped out a little."

"A little?" Tamaki scoffed and fished around in his pocket before pulling out a glamorous engagement ring, "She threw this at my head if that's any indication to you. At least it's smaller than a hairbrush."

Haruhi placed a hand over her mouth, "Oh, Tamaki, I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking-"

"Uh huh, sure you weren't. Like mother like sons. To your room." He patted the twins on the back and they hurried through the front door. Sighing, the blond watched as they disappeared from view before muttering, "I'll have to remember to thank them one day."

The brunette smiled and lead the man inside.

"So, where's your sister? I would've thought she'd be over here, it's around time for lunch. Don't you two usually eat together?"

"We do. But I'm afraid I haven't heard from Nēchan since yesterday… when Kyoya decided to stay at her house for the remainder of this trip."

Tamaki laughed out loud, "Oh, finally! Fifteen years is a long time to make a girl wait."

"Or a boy." They exchanged smiles before turning away, "Um, anyways… Dad mentioned something about wanting miso soup and rice for lunch. Did you want some? I was going to make extra for the boys anyways, and maybe invite Mori and Honey and their families over. I'm sure they'd want to see you… we've missed you out here."

Tamaki smiled, "That sounds wonderful."

*\/*

"Flight 437 Tokyo to Chicago, Illinois is now boarding at Gate A23. Flight 437 Tokyo to Chicago, Illinois is now boarding at Gate A23."

Kaoru's eyes were shut at his hugged his father tightly, wishing he could shut his ears off too. He didn't want this moment to end, or to share it with anyone, but instead he was standing in the middle of a crowded airport, holding onto his father like he wouldn't see him in months… which he wouldn't.

Peeking out a little, he could see his brother experiencing a similar moment with his mom, the two embracing tightly near the wall. And, a little ways beyond them, his Aunt Jin and Uncle Kyoya were standing forehead to forehead, fingers laced together as they whispered to each other. His grandfather and other 'uncles' had stayed at home, and Ranka had been crying from the moment he hugged Hikaru to the last second they could see him in the car windows. Shutting his eyes again, Kaoru clutched his father tighter, a small, broken whimper escaping when he realized it was time to let go.

Slowly withdrawing from his father's hold, he turned around and watched as Hikaru slowly pried himself away from his mother. Gingerly, like they were stepping on broken glass, the two walked closer together before throwing their arms around each other. Kaoru pressed his face into his brother's shoulder. He knew Hikaru wouldn't care if he got a few tears on his shirt.

Tamaki slowly edged himself around his sons to walk to his ex-wife, "So… this is it, I guess."

"Yeah." Haruhi cleared her throat, realizing just now that with the advertisement board they were standing behind… the two of them were basically alone. "Well… take care of yourself."

The blond blinked slowly at her before holding out a hand and, just as slowly, she took it, letting him squeeze her fingers in a reassuring way. Just then, Haruhi realized that for this whole weekend the two had been together… they hadn't touched before now.

"You too."

"I will." Haruhi risked a glance up at those deep purple eyes she used to get so lost in, "Still so kind, I see."

Tamaki smiled softly, so different from his grandiose smiles back in high school, but no less sincere and heartwarming, "Still so guarded, I see." Haruhi didn't know how it had happened, but in the whispers, they had somehow gotten closer, until all she could see was Tamaki. Nothing else existed at this moment.

"You know, you don't have to be so brave all the time."

"Oh… but I do."

She could feel his breath against her lips, their hands clasped together warmly and so familiar…

"Flight 445 Tokyo to Paris, France is now boarding at gate A39. Flight 445 Tokyo to Paris, France is now boarding at gate A39."

Haruhi leaned away, "That's your flight."

"It can wait for a moment."

Shaking her head, the brunette took a full step back, withdrawing her hand as she shut her eyes. She didn't open them again until she heard his footsteps walking away. And when she did… she watched as her sons were separated, one following his father and uncle towards the gates while the other stood beside his aunt, watching them go with tears in their eyes.

Haruhi wandered over to them, and helped watch as the three boys disappeared from view. The second they did Jin had her phone out and she started flicking through the internet. Glancing over her arm, Haruhi sighed.

Flight times for Tokyo to Paris, France.

"Nēchan, you have a job here."

"You were the one always harping about the two of us." But she did lock her phone back up, only to stare at the picture on her lock screen, which consisted of her and Kyoya from the night at the restaurant.

Resting a gentle hand on her sister's arm, Haruhi lightly touched Kaoru's shoulder, "Let's head home."

*\/*

In accordance with their moods, the weather was stormy as the three drove home. Jin parked her company car in her driveway before jumping out with an umbrella, followed by the other two. They slowly made their way over to Haruhi's house in silence, just letting the sound of rain overwhelm them.

Slipping inside and closing their umbrellas, Jin placed an arm over the redhead's shoulder, "Hey, let's go make some hot chocolate, hm? Sound like a plan?"

"Yeah."

Haruhi smiled a little, but it still worried her how that was the first word Kaoru had spoken since the airport, "I'm going to go find Dad. He's probably in the study with his book." Jin nodded with a sad smile before she and her nephew began walking through the house.

The shorter brunette walked to the other side of the house and poked her head into the study. Sure enough, the chair is turned around to face the window, an open book in a hand the only thing visible.

"Well… they're gone."

"Bummer," Haruhi gasps as the chair spun around and Hikaru sat the book he'd been holding on the desk, "Hey, Mom? Did you know that there's an private airport nearby that lets private planes land unexpectedly for only an extra 5,000 yen?"

"Private…"

"Mom! I heard-" Kaoru runs in and gasps, grinning, "Hikaru! What are you doing here?"

Hikaru waved a hand flippantly in the air, like it was no big deal he was sitting in their study, "Oh, well, it only took us about 20 seconds into the flight to realize that we couldn't stand to lose you again."

"...We?"

"We." Tamaki steps out from behind the door, causing another gasp from the woman. In the brief silence that followed, they could faintly hear Jin squeaking Kyoya's name before she's cut off, probably with a kiss.

Tamaki moved a little closer, "I made the mistake of not coming after you once, Haruhi. I'm not about to make it again."

The woman nodded, licking her lower lip, clearly on the brink of tears, "And I suppose you just expect me to go weak at the knees and… fall into your arms crying hysterically and say that we'll just figure this whole thing out- A bi-continental relationship with our sons being raised here and there and… and you and I just picking up where we left off and… and growing old together and-"

"Yes." Tamaki gently cupped her face, using his thumbs to wipe away her tears, "Yes to all of it. Except… you don't have to cry hysterically."

"Oh yes I do-" she pressed forward, sealing their lips together as her arms came up around Tamaki's neck, the tears flowing freely now. The blond smiled into the kiss, holding Haruhi closer until he was lifting her off her feet.

Kaoru leaned to the side until he was practically holding himself up against the doorframe, smiling like mad at his twin. Hikaru sat back in his chair staring at the ceiling, "We actually did it…"

And then he slid out of his seat and onto the floor.

*\/*

"This will be an everlasting love!

This will be the one I've waited for!

This will be the first time anyone has loved me…"

Hikaru laughed out loud as he and his mother danced around the dance floor. He hadn't stopped smiling since he'd woken up that day, and the same could probably be said about his twin.

"Photo!"

Without missing a beat, the two paused in their dancing and held each other, Hikaru being careful of the white wedding dress his mother was currently draped in, and they smiled at one of the photographers as the photo was taken. Once the man passed, they continued on to the song.

"I'm so glad you found me in time!

And I'm so glad that you rectified my mind!

This will be an everlasting love for me…"

Beside them, another dancing pair paused and they switched partners, Hikaru grabbing onto his brother's hands while his father swept Haruhi off her feet, spinning her around the dance floor. Kaoru tossed an arm over his shoulder, "I'm so happy we went to that summer camp."

Hikaru's back straightened, "Oh my gosh! We never thanked Kyoya and Aunt Jin for sending us there!"

"You're right!"

Quickly, the two hurried off the dance floor and started running towards their uncle and aunt, trying to not crash into any servers lest they ruin their tuxes. Spotting the two still sitting at the wedding table, the twins got to the end just in time to see Kyoya bend down onto one knee.

Jin clasped her hands in front of her face, eyes widening as he opened a ring box he'd just pulled out of his pocket.

"...Will you marry me, Fujioka Jin?"

"Yes!"

The twins smirked at each other and approached the couple as Kyoya slipped the ring onto Jin's finger, the moment being captured by another photographer. They sat down in Kyoya's seat, each of them taking up half of it as their aunt finally noticed they were there.

"Hey, you two."

The ravenet looked over his shoulder, "I believe that's my seat you're occupying."

"You aren't using it," Kaoru tilted his head to the side, "So, does that mean you're going to be our real uncle now?"

The man smiled, looping an arm around the brunette's waist to pull her closer, "Your parents were fairly quick to marry each other and it turned out just fine, I figured I could be rash once in awhile, too." He raised an eyebrow, "Does that bother you?"

"Not at all!"

The twins jumped up and hugged the two adults before peeking back at their parents on the dance floor, "Today's a good day for love."

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Wow, this took me a really long time to make. It got so long that I had to write the story in one document and cut and paste it onto another because it kept lagging! But it was worth it, because I'm pretty proud of myself for this one!

Also: AHHH! I'm in love with Kyoya being a super caring parental figure for the twins and I completely overused that trope throughout this chapter but I have no regrets!

Just so you're aware, I do have a few more AU ideas if you're interested, such as KyoJin-centric Beauty and the Beast, so if you liked this and want more I can oblige. Also, if you'd like to request a movie AU I can try to write it out as well. But I'm still taking regular prompts as well!

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