The Next Phase

by MollyMuffinHead

Sequel to 'The Learning Curve'. Through a series of events, each host undergoes a major life change. Some bad, some good. Everyone's participation in the world is expanded through business, charity, tragedy, love, friendship, and luck (good and bad). Rated for Language and Smooching. Sequel up: 'The Way Forward'

5. Chapter 5 - Ice, Snow, & Twinkle Lights

Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews, favs, and follows.

Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will. But the plot and OCs are mine.

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Date Posted: 10/5/2019

Trigger Warnings: Language, of course. And some smooching, but not a lot. Bummer.

The Next Phase - Chapter 5: Ice, Snow, and Twinkle Lights

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The steps. The way he's holding me.

I stopped dead on the dancefloor. "Kyoya-senpai?"

"Don't stop dancing, Haru. You'll draw attention."

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Masquerade Ball:

"I wasn't expecting you, Senpai."

I can't walk away from him on the dance floor without attracting unwanted attention. Guess I'm dancing with him until he threatens me. When that happens, I'm leaving.

"Haru, don't you think you could at lease call me Kyoya."

"We're not dating. It wouldn't be appropriate." He sighed.

"What happened to your forehead?"

My forehead? Oh. "Took a volleyball to the face. It's not bad." I reached up to touch my mask and said, "I thought the mask was covering it."

"Allow me," he said and reached up to adjust my mask a little higher. His fingers ghosted across my cheek, and I shivered.

"There. You are a vision tonight, Haru. Just beautiful."

"Thank you, but you should complement Kaoru. It's his design." I paused and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"In just a few more hours, it will be the new year. I finished the acquisition in Paris, let go some of my father's people and hired new, and have a complete hold on the Ootori Corporation. I promised I'd have more time for you this new year."

He did say that. He said he wanted to start over. He can't possibly be serious.

"How are things at Petto Chinmi?"

I saw no reason not to answer him. He has no sway over it anymore.

"Things are going well. We're building a five-year plan and investigating ways to expand. Tamaki-senpai and I took Antoinette to an indoor dog-park. There aren't that many in Tokyo. Got me thinking."

"Interesting. I wouldn't have thought of that."

"What would you have done to expand?" No matter how I feel about him, he is a brilliant businessman.

"Hadn't thought much about it. I wanted you to make it yours."

He spun me around and changed the topic. "How are classes going? You tied my grade on that last physics test."

"I couldn't believe that, with all the problems I had at the beginning of the year. Once it clicked, it almost came naturally."

"And your holidays?"

"Quiet. Dad and I visited Mom."

Glancing around the room, I checked to see if any of the guys had noticed who was dancing with me. So far, no one's staring.

"Kyoya-senpai, I wanted to thank you."

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Thank me? What on earth could she be thanking me for? I've made her life miserable for the last month or two.

"I realize you can't issue an empty threat. Thank you for leaking Hikaru's medical records in the least damaging way you could."

Oh, that's it. I never wanted to hurt Hikaru. If pushed to it, releasing them that way was always the plan. I didn't think I'd be pushed to it. I thought she'd protect him.

"I did what I said I was going to do."

"I understand."

I held her in my arms and danced on quietly until I could tell the song was changing. I didn't want this to end.

"I was lonely in Paris."

"I'd've thought you'd be too busy to be lonely. What with building the Ootori Empire and all."

Her eyes lit up and her smile grew as she teased me. Her steps are coming more naturally, and her posture is relaxing. She's becoming comfortable with this conversation.

"There are always moments alone during those things. Plus, I had no one to share the evenings with."

"You survived."

"I did. Doesn't mean I wasn't lonely."

"I'm sure you realize you're the cause of that, Senpai."

More than you realize, Haru. I miss you so much. I miss what we could have been. I want what we will be again.

"I do."

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"Hey, Kaoru. Who is Haruhi dancing with?"

"Not sure. Must be a fiancé of one of the girls."

"No," Chika walked up to us and said, "That's Kyoya-senpai."

"Are you shitting me?" I almost yelled. Kaoru grabbed me in time.

"Hika, be quiet. She's smiling. We can't interrupt them unless there's a problem. It would embarrass her, and you know how she hates attention."

"Fuck, Kaoru. I'm supposed to just stand here?"

"Yes. And if you try to interrupt their so far peaceful dance, Chika will put you in a headlock."

Shit. Chika could definitely do that. "Fine," I huffed.

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"Our song is ending, Haru."

She nodded and tipped her head to the side, knowing I wasn't done.

"I have a request. Can I call you and we can talk more?"

"I'm not sure that's a good idea, Senpai. I'm still hurt and angry."

"As you should be with all I put you through. I want a chance to make it up to you."

"I…"

Cutting her off I said, "You don't have to answer now. Just think about it."

"OK." I'm sure she said that to get rid of me.

By this time, I'd walked her off the dancefloor and up to Mori-senpai. His eyes were dark and narrow. He knew who I was.

"Good night, Haru. Don't eat too much fancy tuna."

I kissed her hand and left the ball. I'd accomplished what I wanted.

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I looked down at Haruhi. She seemed calm. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, Senpai. I'm fine."

I needed to know what Kyoya wanted. No better place than to corner her. "Would you like to dance?"

Her eyes closed, and she took a deep breath. "Sure."

Obviously, she knew what I wanted to talk about.

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Mori-senpai spun me around and started his inquisition.

"What did Kyoya want?"

"He told me that it was the new year and he had more time for me. He asked about my company, my grades, and what I did during the holidays."

"Did you answer?"

"Didn't see a reason not to. He can find out anyway. Probably already did."

"Hn."

I stepped closer and lowered my voice. "He told me he was lonely in Paris."

"And?"

"I reminded him that his loneliness was his fault. He agreed."

"Hn."

"Then he asked if he could call and talk to me."

I felt his posture stiffen. He almost stepped on my toes.

"What did you say?"

"That it wouldn't be a good idea. I was still hurt and angry."

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The Boss had just ended a dance. I marched over and leaned into his face. "What the fuck was Kyoya-senpai doing here?"

"Kyoya's here?" His head jerked around, trying to find him.

"He danced with Haruhi! Then he walked out."

"Darn. I wanted to say hi and see his costume."

I grabbed his jacket front and shook. "Did you know he was going to be here?"

"Sure. He asked if he could come."

"And you said yes?"

"Yes," his voice warbled. "Is there a problem?"

Kaoru chose that moment to show up. "Did he know?"

"Yes," I said through gritted teeth.

"Hika, let him go. You're causing a scene."

I dropped my hands and put them in my pocket. Didn't want anyone to see them shaking.

"What were you thinking?"

"I thought he wanted to come, so I said yes. He paid for a ticket."

Kaoru dropped his head in his hands, "That's not the point."

We were gathering an audience. Renge walked up and said, "I don't care what you are talking about. Break it up. If it isn't an immediate problem, get back to our guests."

"But, Renge, Tamaki-senpai said…"

"Is it an emergency right now, this very second?"

"No."

"Then go ask someone to dance. We'll talk about it after the ball."

"Fine." I stomped off and grabbed the first girl I saw.

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I was quiet for the rest of the dance with Haruhi. There are no tears, her face isn't beet red, not shaking or trembling. He obviously didn't upset her too much, or it hasn't sunken in.

Kyoya got all dressed up and came to the ball for a dance with her and left right after. Even went so far as to wear a wig and colored contacts.

What's he up to now? Did she tell me everything he said?

And what did Keiko-chan mean about the midnight kiss? Is she guessing, or has she figured out how I feel about Haruhi? Is that why she wanted to just be friends?

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I'd been dodging the guys for almost an hour, staying on the dancefloor as much as possible – something I thought I'd never do. I just don't want to talk about it. I won't let them make me.

He came, we danced, he left. That's it.

"Haruhi?" I heard Ritsu say my name quietly as he walked up behind me.

"Yes?" Why can't I eat my fancy tuna in peace?

"You OK?"

"Yes."

"What did he want?"

I'm stopping this now. "Ritsu, you're a great friend, and I appreciate your concern, but I don't want to talk about it. Plus, this isn't the place anyway."

"Oh. I guess you're right."

"Hey, Asshole. Let's dance," Shinobu-san said. She's…different.

"Whatever," and he followed her out onto the dancefloor. I should tell her thank you later.

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"10!"

"9!"

We spent quite a while discussing midnight kisses. No matter what, I wanted Tamaki-kun to kiss me. I wanted the man I love to kiss me as we entered into this new year.

"8!"

"7!"

Honey-senpai wanted to kiss Cho-senpai. The twins wanted to kiss the girls they were getting close to. Haruhi didn't want to auction off her kiss. Neither did Mori-senpai.

"6!"

"5!"

Almost all of the girls brought either a boyfriend or a fiancé. They could kiss them.

"4!"

Chika and Satoshi didn't care. No matter who it was, it would be on the cheek. They decided to find one of their best customers.

"3!"

"2!"

In the end, we decided to kiss who we wanted. It was our New Year's Eve too.

"1!"

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"

"I love you, Renge-chan."

"I love you too, Tamaki-kun."

He lips lowered to mine, and my eyes slowly closed. Soft, they pressed against mine. I was expecting it to be simple. It wasn't. His tongue licked my lips and languidly explored my mouth. One hand came around my waist, the other behind my head. It was all I could do to hang on to the front of his jacket.

It hasn't been this intense for a while. And in public. There will be no doubt we're dating after this.

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"Happy New Year, Yuki-chan," I whispered as I leaned down. It was a kiss on the cheek, but her skin is so soft…

"Happy New Year, Hikaru."

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"Happy New Year, Mori-senpai," Haruhi said. She'd asked if she could kiss me at midnight. She didn't want any of her designees to ask her, and we're friends. I wanted her reason to be more than that.

"Happy New Year, Haruhi." I leaned over and she gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek.

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"Happy New Year, Cho-chan."

"Happy New Year, Honey-senpai."

"Cho-chan, please call me Honey."

"Happy New Year, Honey-kun."

"That's better," I said. I leaned down to kiss her cheek, but her head turned, and I gave her a kiss on the lips.

I heard her giggle. This was the best moment of my life and it didn't even involve cake.

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"Happy New Year, Kasanoda."

"Happy New Year, Shinobu."

Then he just stood there like an idiot. Is he going to kiss me or what?

"I think it's about time you called me Ritsu."

"No. I like Asshole better."

"You're crazy," he growled. His arm went around my neck and he pulled me close. His mouth smashed on mine. This is not what I expected. His other hand reached up and pulled my chin down. His tongue found mine and we fought.

Before I realized it, my arms were around him grabbing those stupid scales. What idiot dresses up as a dragon? I pushed his tongue aside and dove in. He tasted fantastic. What had he been eating?

Just as it was really getting good, he pulled back and smirked. "We don't want to get arrested for public indecency, do we?"

"Asshole."

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"Happy New Year, Naoko-chan."

"Happy New Year, Kaoru-kun."

This is it. Finally. My big chance.

"Naoko-chan, will you be my girlfriend?"

Her eyes lit up and she started bouncing on her toes. "Yes! Definitely yes!"

Then she was in my arms. Her lips were on mine. Nothing else mattered.

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"Are Haruhi and Mori-senpai dating?"

"Just look at that tramp. The way she's all over Kasanoda."

"Why does Kaoru like her and not me?"

"There's no question now. Tamaki-senpai is off the market."

"Honey-senpai and Cho-senpai are so cute with matching costumes. Did you see that kiss? It was so sweet, he blushed."

"But why would Mori-senpai let her kiss him. She's just a commoner. I'm so much better."

"Did you see that? I still have a chance! Hikaru only kissed her on the cheek."

"At least Satoshi-kun is being a good host. He kissed several of his designees, but only on the cheek."

"I've had my eye on Renge for a year, and that jerk gets her? He's nothing special, just the Chairman's son."

"At least that twin didn't kiss my girlfriend. He danced enough with her all night."

"Did you see how Kasanoda grabbed her and laid one on her? Wonder if he'd kiss me like that?"

"Kaoru and Naoko look so happy. Did she get her wish? Did he ask her to be his girlfriend?"

"What's the point of a Host Club, if almost all of them are dating someone?"

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We were in the last hour of the ball, and I was dancing with Keiko-chan again. Should I ask her what she meant about Haruhi and the midnight kiss?

"I saw Haruhi-chan give you your midnight kiss."

That answers that.

"Hn."

"I can tell how you feel about her."

I felt the heat flood my face. Controlling my emotions is difficult with Haruhi.

"You two make a good couple. Don't let her get away."

At that moment, one of her classmates asked to cut in and they danced off across the floor. I won't question my luck.

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As the last guests left, I kicked off these crazy heels and gave them back to Kaoru. "Why do you put me in heels like this? My feet are cramping."

"They look good and you're too short."

"Whatever. Is there any tuna left?"

"Probably." He caught my arm before I could walk away. "I want to know about Kyoya-senpai."

"Me too," Ritsu said as he walked up.

"Haru-chan, did he threaten you again?"

I looked over Honey-senpai's shoulder and saw the rest of the guys walking over and some of their dates.

I lowered my voice and hissed, "I'll tell you, but I'll tell all of you at once. Without your dates. In the club room when we're changing." I glared at them, "And not before!"

"Alright, but then you owe me a dance," Ritsu said. He put his arm around my waist and spun me out onto the floor.

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"Ladies and Gentlemen, Satoshi arranged for the orchestra to keep playing as the room was cleared and cleaned. Please enjoy this after-party. I know I will."

Tamaki-kun took my hands and guided me out to the floor. "Now I can hold you as tight as I want, Renge-chan."

I sighed and leaned my cheek on his chest. I love this man.

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I watched as the guys took their girls onto the floor. All except Shinobu-senpai. Kasanoda-senpai was dancing with Haruhi-senpai.

She's standing next to the food table watching them dance.

"Congratulations," Chika said, "the ball went well Satoshi."

"Yes. No problems."

I picked up my clipboard and walked over to the caterers. "You know where to take the food?"

"Yes, sir. All remaining food and beverages are being taken to Second Harvest."

"Thank you."

Next, I talked to the florist. They confirmed delivery to the hospital.

"Satoshi-kun, come dance with me," Haruhi-senpai said.

I hadn't noticed the song changed, and Shinobu-senpai had claimed Kasanoda-senpai.

"I'm not sure, I still have to oversee the breakdown of decorations."

"One dance won't hurt anything." She grabbed the clipboard and put it down on the table. "Come on."

Next thing I knew, we're dancing around the floor, and I'm concentrating on not stepping on her toes. She's so short without her shoes. Taka's staring at me.

Am I blushing?

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Music Room 3:

"I'm only going to tell this story once. Everyone better listen."

Haruhi put her hands on her hips and started, "Kyoya-senpai asked me to dance. I wasn't sure who it was until I recognized his dancing style.

"He reminded me that the new year was just a couple hours away and he'd have more time for me now. Then he asked about Petto Chinmi, my classes, and my holidays. At the end of the dance, he asked if he could call me and talk. I told him it wasn't a good idea. I'm still angry and hurt.

"Then he walked me over to Mori-senpai, told me not to eat too much tuna, and left. That's it."

"Did you tell him about your holidays?"

"He didn't talk about dating you again?"

"Are you sure that's all?"

"He didn't sound threatening?"

Tetsuya had come to the club room looking for me. He raised an eyebrow and I waived him off. I'll tell him on the ride home.

"That's it!" Haruhi yelled. "I've told you everything. I'm done with this conversation. I'm tired of dissecting every little thing he does. Let it go." Then she stomped into the dressing room to change out of that dress.

"Crap," I heard her mumble. "Kaoru! Get in here and undo these buttons."

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Saturday, January 1:

"This will be a wonderful commoner experience!"

"Tamaki-senpai, does everything have to be either common or elite? Can't you just say this will be a wonderful experience?"

Renge elbowed him in the ribs and he coughed, "Sorry, Haruhi. Yes, this will be a wonderful experience."

All of us are in his ridiculous limo driving downtown. I suggested going to 'Tokyo Illuminates' as a group. I'm going to make the most of this. Rich bastards or not.

"I've never been to this before. What is it?" Kaoru asked.

"How could you have never been before? It's up for weeks and all over Tokyo." I sighed and explained, "Trees, buildings, and landmarks are covered with millions of colorful lights. There are food and craft stalls.

"Haven't any of you seen the city decorated in December and January?"

"I have, Haru-chan. I didn't think it was anything special, just the city decorated."

"Well, you're in for a treat. There will be plenty of stalls with sweets."

"Yea!"

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We met Ito-san, Watanabe-san, Cho-senpai, and Keiko-senpai at the Tokyo Dome and hit the stalls.

I couldn't decide if I should ask Shinobu to come along. Ended up not. Still not sure how I feel about that kiss. What the fuck is going on with her?

"This way, Cho-chan. I see pastries!" And just like that, Honey-senpai, Cho-senpai, Mori-senpai, and Keiko-senpai pulled away from the group.

"Don't the lights look beautiful in the gardens, Tamaki-kun."

"Not as beautiful as you."

There goes Tamaki-senpai and Renge.

"Let's check out the games!" Hikaru said to Ito-san and they walked away.

"Those gardens are beautiful, aren't the Kaoru-kun."

"Definitely. We can go a different way than the others."

That took care of Kaoru and Watanabe-san.

I looked at the group left (Haruhi, Satoshi, and Chika) and said, "Guess that leaves the four of us. What do you want to do?"

"Not sure. Satoshi?"

"Don't have a preference."

Haruhi decided for us. "Food." Of course.

The three of us had a blast buying food for our glutton. Food is the about the only thing she lets us pay for.

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Tamaki & Renge:

"I found the perfect present for you for tonight, Renge-chan."

"I don't need a present every time we see each other."

"I know, but this was perfect."

Whipping out a velvet box, I presented it to her. "Open it."

She opened the lid and her laughter rang out through the gardens. "Where did you find this?"

"Commoner store."

She handed me the necklace. "Can you put it on?"

"Sure."

My hands slowly pulled her hair away from her neck, and I closed the clasp. I don't know what possessed me. The mood. The crisp winter air. The scent of her perfume. Her glowing skin. I leaned down and kissed her neck. When she leaned back onto my chest with a gasp, I continued. She tasted amazing.

Up and down her neck. My lips were possessed. I barely remember her hand coming up behind her and tangling in my hair.

"Ahhhh. Tamaki-kun."

That's when I discovered the spot behind her ear.

I nibbled there for several seconds before she turned around in my arms and our lips found each other.

There we were. In each other's arms. Kissing each other hungrily. While she wore a necklace of plastic twinkle lights blinking in the night.

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Mori and Keiko:

By default, Keiko-san and I followed Mitsukuni and Cho-san. It wasn't long before he turned and glared at me. They wanted to be alone.

"Shall we walk down that block?" I asked Keiko-san.

"Looks interesting." I could tell she saw the glare as well.

Two bodyguards stayed with me and two followed Mitsukuni. He hadn't given me any trouble about extra security.

"Mori-senpai, why did you ask me to come with you tonight?"

"We're friends. I thought you'd like to come out with Cho-san as well." I'm used to the four of us doing things in a group.

I heard her sigh. "I appreciate the thought, but Cho and I aren't attached at the hip. I figured she and Honey-senpai would go their separate way." She looked up at me and put her hand on my arm. "You could be with Haruhi-chan now instead."

I stopped walking, shocked by her statement. Does she really want me to prioritize Haruhi over her? "She's a friend, too."

"You want her to be more."

I didn't answer. I couldn't confirm it. Mitsukuni's the only one that knows.

Keiko-san took my hand and pulled me. "That tea looks good and I'm getting cold."

"Hn." I bought her some tea. The conversation about Haruhi continued. I changed the subject at every opportunity. She changed it back.

I finally said, "Keiko-san, Haruhi is my friend and is not interested in dating anyone."

"OK, Mori-senpai. I'll drop it for now but know that I'm cheering for you. That's what friends do."

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Honey and Cho:

Takashi and Keiko-chan are following us. It's a habit of his he will have to overcome.

I turned and glared at him. He got the message.

"Over there, Cho-chan. Chocolate covered cookies!"

She's so cute in her pink coat and boots. The kiss last night was fantastic. I had no idea kissing someone could feel that good. Until I got to know Cho-chan, I didn't even think about what men and women do together. Now I think about it at night, trying to go to sleep.

Is there something wrong with me?

"How about some hot chocolate?" she said, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Yum Usa-chan loves hot chocolate."

I quickly paid, and we continued gazing at the lights.

"What's that, Honey-senpai?" she asked, pointing at my change. "Looks like a secret code."

There were some numbers and letters written on one of the bills. Strange.

"Maybe we can decode it."

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Kaoru and Watanabe Naoko

She's my girlfriend now. My girlfriend. Mine. And I'm hers. I'm her boyfriend.

When Hikaru and I were younger, I never pictured this. How could someone come between us? How could anyone break our twin bond?

Then Haruhi broke through. Became our triplet. And Hika went nuts.

Somewhere between then and now, we discovered how to be apart. Not permanently. That will never happen. For temporary periods of time. I'm at the host club, he's at his apprenticeship. I'm out with Naoko-chan, he's out with Ito-san.

We still share a room and a bed. We still share experiences and thoughts. We still share hopes and dreams.

I always thought for us to become romantically involved with anyone, we'd either share a girl or date twins. But no, we've separated for that. We found different girls.

Are we growing up?

"Kaoru-kun, come over here." She pulled me over to a bench and gently pushed me down to sit on it.

"Now that I'm your girlfriend, can I kiss you anytime?"

That beautiful face, centimeters from mine. Her hands on my shoulders. I'd have to be the world's biggest idiot to say no.

"Yes, Naoko. Anytime."

What the hell? She crawled onto my lap and straddled my hips. Her arms around my neck, and my arms around her waist.

Perfect.

I have no idea how long we sat there enjoying each other.

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Hikaru and Ito Yuki:

"And here is a stuffed teddy bear for you."

"Thanks, Hikaru-kun. You didn't have to win it for me."

"Of course, I did. It would have offended my masculinity if I didn't."

Obviously, he's kidding. I'm sure he just wanted to play that toss game.

"Where to next?"

"I could win you a goldfish over there."

"What would I do with a goldfish? Wouldn't it freeze before I got it home?"

"Yeah. Now that you say that, what idiot gives away goldfish in January?"

I pointed to a well-lit building and said, "Look at that one. It has lights all over and the inside lights are colors too."

"Come on." He grabbed my hand and we walked towards all the lights.

Within minutes, we were sitting in a warm tea shop waiting for our orders.

"Good thing this building had a café here. I was freezing."

I was too. This was just what we needed. "Hikaru, I didn't realize commoner events could be so enjoyable."

"You don't know if you'll like it unless you try. Doesn't matter if it's a commoner event or anything else."

"Oh. I hadn't thought of it like that."

"I'll have to take you to some other adventures."

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Kasanoda, Satoshi, Chika, and Haruhi:

"DING!"

Haruhi-senpai looked at her phone. "It's a text from Kaoru. He and Watanabe-chan are going to find their own way home."

"Last night, he asked her to be his girlfriend," I said.

"How do you know, Satoshi?"

"I know all the gossip."

"DING!"

"My phone again. It's Tamaki-senpai telling us we can use his limo to get home. He gave me the number to call. Renge's going to call her driver when they're ready."

"That's not a surprise. They've been getting closer and closer. Did you see their kiss last night?"

"No, I didn't, Satoshi."

"DING!"

"Chika, that's yours."

"It's the alien. He and Cho-senpai don't need a ride."

"DING!"

"DING!"

Haruhi-senpai looked at hers first. "That's Hikaru. They don't need a ride either. Who's yours from, Satoshi."

I was surprised it was from Taka. Didn't think he and Keiko-senpai were that close. Then I read it. "Taka just put Keiko into her car and is trying to find us."

"That's strange. They were getting along so well. I hope she's OK."

"I'm sure she is. If she wasn't, Taka wouldn't have just put her into her car," I answered Haruhi-senpai. "I'll let him know we're by the sushi stand on the main street."

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What is Mori-senpai up to? I know he's not interested in Keiko-senpai. He wants Haruhi just like I did.

I think about her less and less as I take Shinobu out on dates. Guess that's what's supposed to happen. If Mori-senpai finally makes his move on Haruhi, will she still have time for me and the rest of us? Kyoya-senpai took her away, but Mori-senpai would never do that.

"Mori-senpai," Haruhi called as he turned a corner. At that height, he's hard to miss.

"Thanks for waiting."

"Is Keiko-senpai alright?" Haruhi asked.

Mori-senpai gave her a small smile and said, "She's fine. There's a family event tomorrow that she must attend. She went home to get some sleep."

"What should we do now," Chika asked. "It's just us. Everyone else found other rides."

"I'm not sure," I said. "We might want to rethink Host Club outings in the future. If almost everyone pairs up, where's the fun."

"Aw, Kasanoda-senpai, are you feeling left out?"

"What about you, Satoshi? I don't see a girl on your arm."

Chika looked at Satoshi, and Mori-senpai walked towards me. Everything came to a stop when Haruhi jumped in the middle of all of us.

"Enough, you idiots. This isn't accomplishing anything. What's the point anyway?"

Tetsuya was coming closer as were the Morinozuka and Haninozuka guards. This is one way for something horrible to start.

I stepped back and said, "You're right, Haruhi." I nodded at Satoshi, "I'm sorry. That's not how I was raised to treat friends." Pops always said it takes a great man to admit when he was wrong and apologize.

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I apologize too."

"As you should," Haruhi said. "I would think you'd be on the same side. Don't you want each other to be happy?"

I lifted my eyes up and looked through my hair. Satoshi was hanging his head too.

She clapped her hands and laughed, "Enough of this. I'm hungry."

"Still?"

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xXx

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Tuesday, January 4:

Evening, Hitachiin Limo:

"Whoever wrote that script is an idiot. Who thought up turtle shell as the next big fashion trend? Half of them are endangered, the other half are basically wiped of the planet."

"Plus, it looked ridiculous," I said, smiling at Kaoru-kun and thinking back to the movie. Never thought I'd find a boyfriend who wanted to see romantic comedies with me.

"How about we forget about that and enjoy the ride, Naoko-chan."

I leaned in for a kiss. That's as good an answer as any.

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xXx

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Fujioka Residence:

This five-year plan is harder than I thought. More intricate. Pull one thread and the rest unravels.

Spent all day yesterday at the office…That sounds funny – at the office.

Whatever…spent all day there. Facilities had installed my whiteboard. Just what I wanted. Notes on colored paper, pictures and articles pulled from magazines, questions in red. I arranged everything and Tanaki-san will be reviewing it with different staff to clarify and finalize. I'll Skype in when I can.

RING

"Hello?"

"Haru. It's good to hear your voice."

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Phone call between Haruhi and Kyoya:

Haruhi: "Kyoya-senpai. I didn't think you'd be calling me."

Kyoya: "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

Haruhi: "Just some studying." I paused to take a breath. "Why are you calling?"

Kyoya: "I asked if I could call you. You said you'd think about it."

Haruhi: I did, didn't I.

Kyoya: "Well?"

Haruhi: "Well, what?"

Kyoya: "Have you thought about it?"

Haruhi: "We're already talking, Senpai."

Kyoya: "I suppose we are." Made it passed the first hurdle. "How is your new year progressing?"

Haruhi: Can't hurt to tell him. I'm sure he already knows. "We all went to Tokyo Illuminates and had fun. Most of them hadn't been."

Kyoya: "I've never been either. Wish I'd have been there."

Haruhi: Of course, he does. "You missed some tasty food."

Kyoya: "My little glutton. Did they have to roll you home?"

Haruhi: His glutton? I'm not his anything anymore. "Ha Ha. Very funny."

Kyoya: Time to end this before either of us says something that derails the conversation. "Well, Haruhi, I don't want to keep you from your schoolwork. Good night."

Haruhi: "Good night, Senpai."

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What was that? He called just to ask about my holiday? I thought he had a conglomerate to run.

He didn't say anything about dating, giving him another chance, marriage, anything. What was the point?

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That was perfect. Talk about immaterial things, get her to relax around me, leave her unsure, and then rebuild.

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xXx

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Wednesday, January 5

Haninozuka Limo:

"I'm so full, I'll never eat again!"

"There's always room for cake, Cho-chan."

"Honey-kun, we just went on a dessert tour of downtown Tokyo. How many restaurants did we try? I know we had samplers, or I had samplers, at each, but how can you still possibly have room for more?"

"Don't know, but I always have room for more."

He took my hand and smiled at me. Tonight was wonderful. I should have realized how many connections he had at different restaurants that are known for their desserts. Our table was ready, and dessert served right after we were seated. And he planned it all for me.

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"We're being pulled over," the driver told me. I've protected Mitsukuni-sama for years and this has never happened.

I pushed the speaker button and informed my two young charges, "Mitsukuni-sama, Cho-sama, we are being pulled over by the police. Please stay in the vehicle, and I will handle this. There should be no reason to involve you."

"OK."

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Yakuza crime is up, and I'm running down a tip that no one should even give a shit about. Who cares if some rich kids have been drinking?

"License and registration please."

Driver and security in the front seat. Assume the kids are in the back.

"May I ask why you pulled us over, officer?"

"Report of underage drinking in this car. Need to check up."

"Underage drinking? That's not possible, officer."

"Is anyone underage in the back?"

"Yes."

"Then it's possible."

The driver's name didn't mean anything, but the name on the registration did. Haninozuka. Shit. Was hoping it was wrong when I ran the plates. Fuck.

I handed the paperwork back and said, "These are in order. The kids in back need to step out."

Fuck. A black sedan had pulled up behind us when I pulled them over. Now that it's confirmed to be the Haninozuka's, there will be more security there. Any one of these guys could put me in the hospital. Curse my bad luck. There goes my promotion.

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"Mitsukuni-sama, they have pulled us over based on a tip that you and Cho-sama have been drinking."

"That's just silly."

"I agree. I can have your father and lawyer here in fifteen minutes. Would you like me to call them?"

"We haven't been drinking. Let's just get this over with," I turned to Cho-chan, "Is that OK with you."

"What is it going to involve?"

"I'm sure a breathalyzer. We haven't been drinking. We didn't even have a rum cake. It should be fine."

"Mitsukuni-sama, I must warn against that. You'll be putting evidence in their hands. What if the devise is faulty?"

I clamped down on my temper, but it was difficult. Had to stay positive for Cho-chan. She shouldn't be scared by this. She's also a minor. I have no right to ask her to give evidence that could be used against her. What a mess.

"Fine. Contact Father. He'll decide what to do. Make sure he knows that Cho-chan is here with me, and we might need to notify her Father."

"It will be done, Sir. I'll step out and discuss this with the officer."

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Thirty Minutes Later:

Of all the things to be woken up for. Haninozuka Mitsukuni being accused of drinking. What next, armed robbery? Idiots. I've represented the family forever. This is the craziest call I've gotten.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Officer. I appreciate you waiting for legal counsel to arrive."

"Thank you, Sir."

"As expected, the tests came back negative. Are we all free to go?"

"Yes, Sir. Here are your copies of all the paperwork."

"Very well." I turned my back on the officer and leaned in through the limo window, "Mitsukuni-sama, I'll handle the paperwork and the report to your father. Please don't worry, Cho-sama. There will be no record of this. Your father will be updated and no one else will be informed."

"Thank you." Her eyes were huge and glassy. Mitsukuni can comfort her on the ride to her estate.

Turning back to the officer, I used my scariest court voice to warn him, "Obviously, it was a bad tip. No evidence was found. There will be no report filed. No entry into the police blotter. No indication this ever happened. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, Sir. No one will know."

"Thank you for your discretion, Officer," I looked down at his ID and back up to him, "Maki."

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Shit! Fuck!

Once my superiors hear about this, I'm done. No more career. I held the heir to the Haninozuka family by the side of the road for over half an hour.

No evidence of a crime. No nothing to support the tip. Just me pulling over one of the most respected names in the country for a fucking underage drinking tip. If anyone ever saw that cute kid and his bunny drinking, I'd eat my badge.

What a nightmare.

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Back in the Limo:

"Are you sure everything is fine, Honey-kun?" I whispered. I was valiantly trying to hold back the tears. I'd never even spoken to a police officer before.

"Everything is fine now," he smiled at me. "Do you want to hold Usa-chan? He makes everything better."

After a pathetic attempt at a laugh, I took the cute bunny and held him. Honey-kun put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close.

"Put you head on my shoulder and cry if you need to. Usa-chan and a good cry solve everything."

I did.

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I'm going to kill whoever is responsible for that tip. How dare they put Cho-chan through that! She's so innocent and sweet and has never done anything wrong. I won't be responsible when I get my hands on them.

Is this related to Tama-chan's driver been accused of drinking? What is going on?

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Cho's Estate:

"Thank you so much for bringing Cho home, Mitsukuni-san. I'm sure this ordeal was traumatizing."

"It really wasn't, Dad. Just something I never expected to go through."

"Your father called and said the incident was closed. Please thank him for me."

"I will."

"Good night, Honey-kun."

"Good night, Cho-chan."

After he left, I told my daughter their relationship is on thin ice. Can't have her dragged into police concerns, no matter who she's with.

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xXx

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Haninozuka Estate:

SLAM!

The door shut so hard, the china statue in the lounge shook.

Then the alien came in yelling, "Where's Father?"

"He went to bed a few minutes ago. Said to tell you he'd talk to you tomorrow. What happened?"

It was Black Honey. Have I ever seen him so angry? I've never seen him looking like he could actually kill someone.

"Cho-chan and I were pulled over by the police and accused of underage drinking. We had to take a breathalyzer!"

Damn, no wonder.

"She cried in my arms, Chika. Cried! I made a princess cry!"

"Hey, calm down." Putting my life in my hands, I stood up, walked over to him, and put my hands on his shoulders. "You didn't do anything. The police did."

He shrugged my hands off, but with no anger.

"What made them think that in the first place?"

"Tip."

"From who?"

"Anonymous."

"They didn't find anything, right?"

"Right."

"Then it's over."

"Not by a long shot," he ground out as he left the room.

I never want to be on his bad side when he's like that. Armies quake in their boots after he glares at them.

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Honey's Room:

"Tama-chan, I want to you to tell me everything about the time your driver was pulled over for drinking. Every step. Everything."

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xXx

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Thursday, January 6:

Haninozuka Mansion:

"Father, what are we going to do about that traffic stop last night."

I looked up from breakfast to see my oldest. Bags under his eyes. Hair a mess. Shorts and a t-shirt that weren't pink. Clearly, he's more upset than I am.

"I don't think there's anything to do, Mitsukuni. The tests came back negative. It's over."

As he walked up to me, I watched his face turn red. That's when I noticed he didn't have Usa-chan with him.

My son growled at me, "It is far from over. Cho-chan cried in my arms the entire way to her estate. Cried! Whoever is responsible will be punished. No one treats my friends like that and gets away with it." I can't believe he growled.

"What would you have me do? Get the officer fired?"

His eyes softened slightly as he said, "No. He was doing his job. He was polite and accommodating. This incident was not his fault."

My son is mature enough to know that. I'm proud of him.

"But whoever called in the anonymous tip deliberately targeted me! Targeted the Haninozuka heir. That should concern you as much as it angers me."

I sighed and told him to sit down. Immediately, one of the maids set a cake in front of him. He didn't even look at it.

"I am concerned. This family does not allow itself to be the target of anything. I have ordered security to investigate the tip. They will be working with their contacts in the police. I will have answers."

"I want to be kept informed."

"Of course."

He looked down at the cake like he was surprised to see it. He then ignored it. My son ignored cake.

"Is Cho-chan alright?"

"She seemed better when I dropped her off. I asked her to call me today, but she hasn't yet. Maybe she's still asleep."

"When I spoke with her father, he wasn't too concerned. He knew neither of you had been drinking. I had our lawyer messenger over copies of the paperwork."

"Thanks, Father." He finally started eating his cake.

I couldn't help myself. I had to know. "Where is Usa-chan?"

"I gave her to Cho-chan for the night. She needed him more than I did."

Do I see pigs flying?

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xXx

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"Good morning, Yoshida-san."

"Good morning, Fujioka-san."

After spending the early morning in the public library, I caught a cab and went to visit Yoshida-san's dog breeding facility.

"Let me give you a tour," he said, leading the way.

We saw the dogs' housing. He showed me how they keep records of pedigrees and what documentation is required for a certified pure-bred. He talked about feeding schedules and showed me his supply room full of my company's food.

Then came my favorite part. Puppies.

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I think I underestimated her before. She asked pertinent questions. Questions that showed she'd been listening and thinking things through. She took copious notes and asked if she could have a copy of our literature.

Now she's in the middle of one of our litter rooms. This litter was born about seven weeks ago and each puppy is already sold. Just need a little more time with their mother.

Her bell like laughter filled the room. "Stop licking there. It tickles."

She had six puppies crawling all over her, and one had managed to get her neck. Ticklish neck, huh?

I let them play longer than I'd planned. The puppies need to be socialized, and they are having so much fun. Even the mother had joined them. She's usually too tired to play.

When she finally came up for air, she asked if she could take me to lunch. I've never said no to a pretty girl asking me out.

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xXx

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Lunch:

I learned so much during the tour…and had so much fun with the puppies.

Yoshida-san and his company gave me too many new ideas. I think I need a twenty-year plan. Nutrition – creating different types of food for different health concerns. We have that, but the idea of supplements was interesting.

"Fujioka-san?"

Oh, how long has he been trying to get my attention. "Yes?"

"Now that I have a better idea of your goals, I have some other suggestions to explore." I'd talked about the plan and where the company was going. He seemed excited. Always a good thing from a customer.

"I'd appreciate that. Any recommendations you'd give are welcome." I turned to a new page in my notebook and smiled. Going to need another new one soon.

"I recommend going to a cat breeder. One of my friends is one. I can introduce you. Cat breeding is different. The pedigree works the same way, but the mating, pregnancy, and birth are approached differently. Seeing the process will expand your experience and help you find the right questions to ask."

I'd just finished taking that note when he moved on, "Another thing I suggest is visiting other pet stores. See what they are doing right and wrong."

Our food arrived and we ate quietly for a while. Immersed in my notes, I didn't eat much. I'll take the leftovers with me.

"Have you thought of sponsorship?"

"A little. It's low on our priority list due to funding."

"Take a look at some of the dog and cat shows. You can sponsor small parts, such as the grooming station or the snack station. Petti Chinmi doesn't have to sponsor the entire show. At the snack station, you could showcase your products. Those owners that use it will attract those that don't."

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Her pen is flying across the page. Didn't think my ideas were that earth shattering, but she's new to the business. At least she's serious about it.

I pulled out my phone and checked some dates. "Fujioka-san, the national dog show is in May. I'll be there showing one of mine. You should come with us."

"That's a great idea. I think I'll go to one or two of the smaller ones, but seeing the national show is a good learning experience. I assume they have a convention in conjunction. We could set up a booth."

"Now you're thinking like a marketing executive."

Bright eyes flashed at me. Crinkled in the corners because of that honest smile. "Thanks. I'll have our marketing department look into it."

I didn't expect this, but I like spending time with her. Thought she'd be too young to be interesting. Maybe I should… "When you go to one of the smaller shows, let me know. I'll tag along."

"I'd like that. Having a guide will make it more worthwhile."

I gave her some more contacts and ideas. Before I knew it, we'd finished eating and she was looking at her watch.

"I apologize, Yoshida-san. I have an appointment soon and I don't want to be late."

"Of course. Thank you for lunch."

"No, thank you for all your advice. Lunch was the least I could do for taking up so much of your time."

"I enjoyed it."

The waiter brought her receipt and her leftovers. Before she turned to leave, she said, "I'll let you know if I go to a show. Thanks again."

I watched her go down the street and board a train. Strange, she took a cab to my place.

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Phone call between Haruhi and Tanaki:

Haruhi: "Tanaki-san, I have a question."

Tanaki: "Of course, Fujioka-sama. Are you coming into the office?"

Haruhi: "Not today. I just finished meeting with the dog breeder I told you about. He spent several hours with me discussing his business and giving suggestions. Is it possible to send him a gift?"

Tanaki: "Definitely. I'll have a gift basket made up and sent over. Any special requests?"

Haruhi: "Only dog items, and mostly puppy things. Some toys, food, grooming supplies, and whatever else you might think of. I'll write a note and drop it off tonight. It will be on your desk in the morning."

Tanaki: "I'll put the basket on your desk, and you can add the note. That way you can see what you're sending."

Haruhi: "I appreciate it. Oh, there's my stop. I need to go. Thank you."

Tanaki: "Your welcome, Fujioka-sama."

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xXx

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Morinozuka Mansion:

I sat in shock. Mitsukuni and Cho-san accused of underage drinking? My cousin would never do that.

"Takashi?"

Chika had let it sink in for a few minutes but was now pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Mitsukuni thinks it's tied to Tamaki-senpai's traffic incident a couple weeks ago. Remember when his driver was pulled over for drunk driving."

"Hn."

"Is someone targeting the heirs of elite families? The Host Club? Or are these separate instances?"

"If they both hadn't been anonymous tips, I might think they were coincidence, but it's too..."

"Yes. I think so."

"What are we going to do about it?"

Chika smirked, "Father is investigating last night's tip. Mitsukuni told him about the Suoh tip. He'll look into that as well."

"Hn."

"You should be careful."

"Why?"

"You've been driving yourself a lot more recently. That makes you an easier target."

"Hn."

"I'll keep you updated on the investigation."

"Hn."

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xXx

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Hitachiin Mansion:

"Will you stop moving, you'll get poked with the pins."

"Do I have to wear this?"

"You're going to a Hitachiin fashion show. You, your father, Yuki-san and Naoko-chan are going to be in the VIP box. You have to wear Hitachiin clothes."

"Just don't make the heels too high."

I chuckled at her comment. Of course, the heels will be high. Shows off her legs.

"Kaoru, isn't this dress too short?"

"No and stop pulling on the bottom to make it longer."

She gave me the puppy dog eyes. They are nowhere near as good as the Boss's or Honey-senpai's.

"That pout is cute, but it's not going to change my mind."

"Whatever."

I guess I could make a concession without hurting the look. "How about tights? It's January after all."

"Tights would be great. Thanks."

"I'll have to switch you to boots."

"At least they won't have heels."

"Haruhi, why would you think that?"

"Crap."

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I have to say the dress is nice. Copper with some kind of sparkly matching stones on the hem and collar. Sleeves that go down past my elbows. It is too short. Only halfway down to my knees.

"What color tights?"

"Black and black boots."

I stood still as he put the last pin in the sleeve. "Done. Take it off and go find Hika. I think he's in the game room. That will give me time to sew the hems and you can take the dress with you."

"OK."

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"Die! Die Fucker!"

Guess I found him. "Hikaru?"

He jerked around and stared at me. "You scared me."

"Sorry."

Then I heard an explosion from the game. "Shit. I lost."

He dropped the controller and stood up. "What are you doing up here?"

"Kaoru's finishing my dress for the fashion show. He suggested I find you and hang out until he's done."

"Wanna play this game with me?"

"No way. I'm terrible at those." With an evil smirk I said, "How about darts."

I clobbered him.

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xXx

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Deep in the Black Onion Squad's Headquarters:

"Your father is much worse. He rambles and laughs all day. I'm not sure he knows where he is anymore."

Good. Serves the bastard right.

"Thank you."

I stepped into the room outside his cell, I flipped the microphone switch, and spoke, "Yoshio!"

He turned as saw me through the plexiglass.

"You little shit! How dare you come here!" I flipped the speaker off until he'd finished.

He's disgusting. Hair and beard unkept and filthy. Bags under eyes that were too wide. His previously manicured nails cracked, dirty, and chipped. Had he been chewing on them? Orange jumpsuit covered in food spills and blood? Where is that coming from? Do I care? He hadn't been wearing his shoes. His toenails are in the same shape as his fingernails. His teeth had gone grey.

"How are you doing in there, Yoshio?"

"Don't you dare call me that. I'm Ootori-sama to you, you fucking worm."

"You are in no position to demand anything, Yoshio."

He stared at me for a minute like he was desperately trying to access a memory. "Have you married that slut yet?"

"Haruhi is not your concern."

"So, you haven't. Have you fucked her?"

I stood in silence. He will not provoke me."

"Haven't done that yet either. Are you a man or a child?"

Silence again.

"Are you still willing to bring her to me? You said I could have your sloppy seconds. Won't be sloppy or seconds though. I'll get her first and show her who's boss."

"Like you showed mother?" It was out before I could even think. "I found the 'equipment' you used when I searched your bedroom."

"Your mother was pitiful. No spirit. I broke it on our wedding night. But I bet that little girl of yours would put up a fight. Commoners do."

That's disgusting. I knew my parents weren't happy. I knew they barely spoke. This is an entirely new level of depravity he's telling me about.

Mother died of cancer when I was young. Maybe I should investigate those medical records.

"You will never even see Haruhi again."

"Touchy, aren't you. Did I hit a nerve?"

"No, Yoshio. You're delusional as always."

"Never. Just wait until I'm running Ootori Enterprises again. You'll never know what hit you."

"Ootori Enterprises is mine now. I'm head of the Ootori family."

"And how did you get it?" He walked closer to the glass and I could see skin so dry it was peeling. "You're just like me. You'll do anything to get what you want. You don't give a shit about anyone but yourself. You don't care who you trample on to reach your goal."

He smiled the smile of the insane. "Congratulations you worthless third son. You wanted to be me your whole life. You made it."

I turned off the speaker and the microphone. I'm nothing like that bastard. Nothing! I would never do the things he's done. Never!

I heard him pounding on the plexiglass and flipped the speaker back on.

"I may be here, but I'm out there too."

What the fuck does that mean?

"I still have plans. I'm not through with you or that little bitch. Not ever. You'll both pay."

His crazy laughter taunted me through the speaker, and I turned it off.

He still has plans? Impossible. There's no method of communication. He can't get a message out to anyone. They're the ramblings of the insane.

"Clean him up, feed him well for three days, and start over again."

"Yes, Ootori-sama."

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xXx

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Limo on the way to Kyoya's Apartment:

I came out of Headquarters with my head spinning. Fucking old man. I'm nothing like him. I'm Ootori Kyoya not Yoshio. I'm the head of Ootori Enterprises and it's being run completely different.

"Ootori-sama?"

Tachibana was holding the door open, and I'd been standing there thinking without even seeing him.

I fixed a glare on him and said, "You'll ride in back with me."

Flabbergasted. No other word described his expression. His mouth is actually hanging open. "Sir?"

"You will ride in back with me."

Within minutes the limo was moving. If he hadn't been so well trained, he'd be fidgeting. Was he expecting a dressing down?

"Close the divider."

It closed, and I asked, "Have I turned into my father?"

"Sir?"

"Tachibana, you've been the head of my personal security detail and my personal bodyguard for well over a decade. We may have never discussed anything personal before, but you know me well. You know my father well. I need an unbiased opinion.

"Have I turned into my father?"

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If Kyoya-sama had asked me to shoot him, I'd be less surprised than I am now. He wants to discuss something personal? With me?

"In what way, Sir. You've taken over Ootori Enterprises in his place."

He waved his hand, dismissing my question. "Have I become him? Have I become the bastard that would do anything to get what he wants? The one everyone fears."

How do I tell him 'yes'? I can't just say it. Does he want the truth?

"I see your indecision. Nothing you say here will reflect on your job performance. This is completely separate. I want to know the truth."

"In some ways, Sir, you've become like your father."

"Shit."

Staring at the passing scenery, he was quiet for at least five minutes. I was definitely getting nervous.

"In what ways?" he asked, keeping his gaze out the window.

Here goes nothing. "I have seen you be ruthless to get what you want. In business and your personal life. Sometimes so much so, I was worried."

His head snapped, and I was staring at cruel eyes. Is that the timer on my job or the sound of the wheels going over seams in the pavement?

"Example?"

"Miss Haruhi." Disbelief flashed across his face. Has he really forgotten what he did to that wonderful girl?

"Threatening her with bankruptcy, threatening her father with financial ruin and prison, threatening her friend – your friend – with exposure."

Shocked, I watch him drop his head in his hands. I heard him murmur, "I was doing what was best."

"Best for whom?" Might as well drive another nail in my coffin. "Was it best for anyone the way you shook her and left bruises?"

He lifted his head and looked at me though his hair. "No," he whispered.

"Your father was a cruel, dominating, man. He ruined many businesses and people in his career. Sometimes for petty reasons. Don't you own a newspaper now? Doesn't Miss Haruhi own a pet food company?"

His eyes grew dark and he sat up straight. "There were legitimate reasons for those. The editor's son exposed Haruhi's gender. The pet company's owner threw a paint balloon at her."

"Did you just hear yourself, Sir?"

"Fuck." His head dropped back into his hands and he mumbled, "We're done talking."

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I'm my father? No way in hell. Tachibana is wrong. I had to do what I did. I had to be vicious to get what I wanted.

But I didn't get what I wanted. I fucked up with Haruhi on a massive level.

That hurts.

The limo stopped in my apartment's parking garage. Tachibana got out first and held the door for me.

He's been protecting me for over half my life. Telling me that truth was one of the bravest things I've seen him do. I think it was harder on him than when he took a bullet for me during that kidnapping attempt when I was nine.

"Thank you, Tachibana," I said, just loud enough for him to hear me, as I passed him on the way to the elevator.

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xXx

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Phone call between Kyoya and Haruhi:

Kyoya: "Hello, Haru. How was your day?"

Haruhi: "Kyoya-senpai, I'm surprised you called again."

Kyoya: Did she really think I was just going to drop this? "I enjoy talking to you, Haru."

Haruhi: "You want to know about my day?"

Kyoya: "Yes, please. I'm interested."

Haruhi: "I'm sure you already know what I did, but I'll tell you."

Kyoya: Ouch. She still thinks I'm spying on her.

Haruhi: "This morning I went to meet a dog breeder. He showed me his operation and gave me many good tips and suggestions."

Kyoya: "Sounds interesting. How long has he been in business?"

Haruhi: "All his life. It was his grandfather's company. Now his dad runs it and he'll get it when his dad retires."

Kyoya: So, he's young. Is he interested in her? "What were some of his suggestions?"

Haruhi: "Most were marketing. I'm looking into small sponsorships at local dog shows and having a booth at the national dog show in April."

Kyoya: "Big endeavor."

Haruhi: "Yes, but with great potential." Does he care about any of this? "Kyoya-senpai, why did you call?"

Kyoya: "I wanted to hear your voice."

Haruhi: "That's kinda corny, Senpai."

Kyoya: It is, but it's also true. "Maybe. I want to repair the damage I've done to us."

Haruhi: "You don't need to worry about that. There is no us anymore."

Kyoya: Shit. I gave her that opening. "Not now, but the future is wide open."

Haruhi: What? "I don't think we should have this discussion right now or ever."

Kyoya: "I want you to trust me again."

Haruhi: "Trust, once broken, is impossible to rebuild as strong as before."

Kyoya: "I agree."

Haruhi: "You've broken my trust more than once. How could I ever believe you again?"

Kyoya: "You can't right now, but I want a chance to prove that you can again."

Haruhi: There's no way he could possibly do that.

Kyoya: "I've taken up enough of your time. Good night, Haru."

Haruhi: "Good night, Senpai."

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Strange. I guess when you don't trust anyone, it's easy to think you can make people trust you.

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That went a little deeper than I wanted. At least I didn't yell or threaten. I did not become my father during that phone call.

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Author's Note:

What's Kyoya up to? First the ball and then the phone calls. Did you like the kisses? That part took a while to figure out and write. First try was way too sugary. This one was fluffier.

One of my favorite lines came in this chapter. When Haruhi is telling them the Kyoya story in the Club room, she says, 'I'm tired of dissecting every little thing he does.' Some things are not worth obsessing over.

Dog breeder sounds fun. Wish I was in the room with all the puppies.

And how crazy is Yoshio. Is he broken and doesn't know it? What will happen next.

And who would ever suspect Honey of drinking?

Long chapter, topping at over 10k words. Wanted the phone call to be the end and didn't want to cheat anything before it.

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Next Chapter:

Kasanoda and Shinobu get closer. Fashion show comes and goes.

And something big and bad happens. Dun dun dun…

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