Author's Note: Welcome back to the next chapter…Thank you to everyone reading and reviewing. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will.

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Date Posted: 11/2/2019

Trigger Warnings: Language

The Next Phase - Chapter 9: Gold and Silver

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Last time…

Somewhere in Tokyo:

I'm at our arcade checking up on business. Some syndicates have restaurants, some have bars, we have arcades.

We've increased security since the two shootings targeting the Kasanoda and Himura Syndicates. It's worst kept secret that they are thinking about merging. Father is sure it's all about that.

Standing at the window looking out, I realized how wrong he is as two motorcycles came screaming by.

The last thing I heard was gunfire.

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Saturday, January 22 (Cont.):

Kasanoda Compound Security Office:

"Are you shitting me?" I growled into the phone.

Turning to Fujii I told him to get Ritsu in here right now.

"Just tell me what happened!"

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"Anything you need, just ask," I said, slamming down the phone.

"What is it Pops?"

"Another shooting. Kyomachi Syndicate main arcade."

"Fuck!" he shouted. "Anyone hurt?"

"Zenzo's dead."

"But he's the fucking heir!"

Staring at my son, I realized he looks so young. He's the heir to my syndicate and only 16.

"And that's why you go out with enough security to start a war." I pointed at the table, "Sit."

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He was the heir. Not much older than I am. I think he's 22, maybe. Fuck me running.

"I spoke with Bunta, their boss. They're spearheading the investigation now."

"What?"

"Ritsu, their heir was killed. As traumatic as it was, you were shot and survived. They have the most blood drawn."

"Shit. OK." I know Pops is right, it just sucks. I'm not going to be the one that kills the motherfucker that shot me.

Fujii broke in. "Here's what we know so far. Two motorcycles, two guys on each one, dressed in black. Exactly like the others. Brick first then shooting. Zenzo was standing at the window. They wouldn't have known that. Probably not a direct target.

"Their security pursuit got the two that threw the brick. Managed to hit their back tire. Going so fast, they flipped several times. Both riders dead. No ID, fingerprints burned off. Tattoos blacked over."

"Who the fuck does that?" I asked. "We're proud of our ink and affiliation. And the fingerprint thing? That's just disgusting."

"The three security heads, me, Yamaguchi at the Himura Syndicate, and Saito at Kyomachi, have talked. Saito will keep us updated with daily reports and alerts as important stuff happens. We've offered any help needed. We all have skin in the game, but it's their right to take lead."

"Anything else, Fujii?" Pops asked. He looks older and tired.

"Not at this time. I sent over a liaison security officer. They'll keep us updated too."

"Fine. Make sure we know when the funeral is taking place. We should be there."

"Pops, guess it's not about the merger."

"Nope. We're all a target now. Question is, will they hit each one before they double back?"

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Somewhere in Tokyo:

"RO…NIN!"

"RO…NIN!"

"RO…NIN!"

The chanting. My people are chanting for me.

"QUIET!"

They shut up and looked at me with adoring eyes.

"OUR THIRD MISSION IS COMPLETE. WE'VE KILLED THE KYOMACHI HEIR!"

"RO…NIN!"

"RO…NIN!"

"RO…NIN!"

"TWO OF OUR OWN WERE KILLED! THEY SACRIFICED THEIR LIVES FOR THE CAUSE! THEY ARE HEROS!"

"RO…NIN!"

"RO…NIN!"

"RO…NIN!"

"SUCCESS! THE GODS WANT US TO WIN! THE PLAN WILL CONTINUE!"

"RO…NIN!"

"RO…NIN!"

"RO…NIN!"

"DRINK UP AND CELEBRATE! NEXT WEEK WE GO INTO BATTLE AGAIN! AND WE WILL BE VICTORIOUS!"

We'll move locations tomorrow. My people had better not be hung over if they know what's good for them.

Our fallen will be identified, but it will take time.

Those fuckers will never find us.

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Sunday, January 23:

Public Library:

"It's been forever since we had a Sunday together, Haruhi."

"Yes. I've been helping you with your English on Wednesday nights, but Sundays we have to ourselves." She looked around the library. "Except for security."

She'll get used to it. Eiji and Tetsuya are in here with us. Tetsuya at our table, and Eiji near the front. I know there are a couple more here somewhere, but I don't see them.

"Haruhi, I need to tell you something, but don't get scared."

"OKaaaaaay." Her eyes widened, and her face turned a shade whiter.

"Fuck it. There was another shooting last night. Completely different syndicate, the Kyomachi Syndicate."

"Was anyone hurt?" She's taking this well. Is she numb to everything now?

"Their heir, Zenzo, was shot and killed. Don't think that was their goal. He just happened to be standing at the window when they drove by."

"I'm so sorry, Ritsu." She reached across the table and took my hand. "Did you know him?"

How many people would be sympathetic hearing a yakuza heir died. Bet the cops are celebrating…and bracing for a war. "Barely. He's a few years older than me, and our syndicates never were close."

She squeezed my hand and pulled hers back. "Any leads on who's doing this?"

"No, but now that a third is involved, there's no way you are connected. You can relax about that."

"Good," she sighed.

We went back to our studying for a while until Haruhi asked, "What do you know about buying cars, Ritsu?"

My eyes darted to her and even Tetsuya was paying attention.

"Who wants to buy a car?"

"I do."

"For what? You can't drive."

"It's a present for my dad. I think I have enough saved from my salary at Petto Chinmi. After everything he's done for me, I want to do this for him."

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Miss Haruhi has always been something special. Most teenagers are expecting their parents to buy them a car.

I continued to listen to the two kids.

"That's a great idea. Does he have a license?"

"Yes. We had a car when mom died. Had to sell it within a year. Couldn't afford it and needed the money."

I forget how hard her childhood must have been.

"So, what kind of car and how much can you spend?"

She didn't have much but wasn't looking for what the Young Lord would consider to be a 'car'. Just wants a sedan that's safe, comfortable, and gets good mileage. Prefer not to buy used. Sensible girl.

I wasn't sure the Young Lord would remember about our sales lot, but he did.

"The Syndicate has a car dealership. It's a legal business and supplies us with cars. All our vehicles are legit."

"I don't want any special deals."

He smirked at her. I was expecting the same answer. "Nothing that the general public wouldn't be eligible for."

"That will work. Can we talk more about this later? I need to get my physics done."

"Sure."

They continued until someone interrupted them.

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"Fujioka-san, it's good to see you."

"Gorou-senpai. How have you been?"

"Fine. My mother is enjoying her job. Thank you so much for hiring her," he said with a bow.

"I'm glad she's enjoying it. Our marketing department has improved greatly. But I wouldn't have hired her if she wasn't qualified. I'm glad she was."

"We are too. Thank you for reviewing my paper last week."

"You're welcome. Are you here to study? Would you like to join us?"

I remember this guy. She introduced us once when we were all here. Some college kid she ran into who helped her with her physics. Good thing Tetsuya's here. Don't know what this guy is up to.

"Thank you. I can help with your physics."

He stayed with us for about an hour, helping her with physics and getting help, along with me, on his English. Maybe he's not the creep I thought he was.

"Thanks, Fujioka-san. I need to leave to meet some friends."

"Thank you, Gorou-senpai. I would not have finished this problem set so quickly without you."

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I'm getting hungry. Big surprise. "Ritsu, has the noodle place been repaired?"

"Yes, but we're not going there. I'm never taking you there again."

He's right. He shouldn't.

"How am I going to live without noodles?" Then an idea struck me. Can they see the bulb over my head? "I know – now I can get the recipes!"

Both he and Tetsuya burst out laughing. "Haruhi, you're so cute, but there's no way that cook is giving away her family's secret recipe. Just no way."

I must have been pouting because Ritsu leaned over the table and pinched my cheek. "Don't worry, glutton. They can always be brought to you."

"I don't want to create additional work for anyone."

When is she going to realize that all of us would do anything for her, including jumping in front of a bullet?

"How about this, I'll bring some for lunch tomorrow?"

"Great idea!" I swear she's drooling.

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Phone call between Kasanoda Ryuu and Himura Junto (the fathers):

Ryuu: "Who's been shot now?"

Junto: "Calm down. Nothing new. Just wanted to touch base."

Ryuu: "Good. I'm fucking sick of this 'Ronin' motherfucker."

Junto: "Get in line."

Ryuu: "So…"

Junto: "It's not the merger. It's war on all of us."

Ryuu: "Yeah."

Junto: "So, your kid brought mine back on Thursday night. She was flushed and her hair was all messed up. So was his."

Ryuu: "Guess he straightened himself out before he came home, but he did practically run for the shower."

Junto: "Good."

Ryuu: "Good?"

Junto: "Progress but not too much progress."

Ryuu: "Yeah. Should we get the contract done sooner than we planned?"

Junto: "I don't want to do anything until we know who's attacking us."

Ryuu: "Good point."

Junto: "Anyway, just thought you should know."

Ryuu: "Do you want me to talk to Ritsu and slow him down?"

Junto: "If you want. Shinobu can take care of herself."

Ryuu: "I'll check in with him. Make it not sound like a big deal."

Junto: "Fine."

Ryuu: "Good night."

Junto: "Bye."

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Monday, January 24:

Host Club:

"Congratulations!"

Mori-senpai and Satoshi came in and were covered in glitter and given balloons.

Being his girlfriend, I thought I could keep Tamaki-kun under control and not have this crazy of a celebration. What can I say? He talked me into it. It wasn't difficult.

Satoshi ran over to his group of guests. He picked each up, swung them around, and kissed them on the cheek.

"Congratulations, Satoshi!"

"A silver medal!"

"Did you bring it with you?"

He took it off and let each of them wear it for a few minutes.

Mori-senpai is much calmer. Why was he named the 'wild' host anyway?

He accepted congratulations from his guests and smiled at each of them. For him, that's the equivalent of giving a hug.

Tamaki-kun couldn't keep quiet anymore. "Ladies and Gentlemen! We have footage of both the semifinals and finals. Please gather around the screen over here. We can watch our athletes move closer to the Olympics!"

Satoshi grabbed his guests and rushed over. Mori-senpai stood and walked quietly.

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That Evening, Phone Call Between Kyoya and Haruhi:

Haruhi: "Hello, Senpai."

Kyoya: "Good Evening, Haru."

Haruhi: "Can I help you with something?"

Kyoya: All business. She used to be breathless talking to me. "I wanted to talk to you. Just hear your voice."

Haruhi: "Well, you've heard it." Is he trying to torture me?

Kyoya: "Haru, is there any way we can put this anger behind us?"

Haruhi: "I'm not sure, Senpai. I don't know what your motivations are."

Kyoya: "I want to start over. I know I hurt you, but I want to move beyond that. I want you in my life again."

Haruhi: Selfish. All he says is 'I'…'I'…'I'. "I'd still be there if you didn't ruin things."

Kyoya: "Damaging my relationship with you is the biggest regret I have, Haru." I've never done anything worse. I had to lose her to know.

Haruhi: "Damage implies there's a way to rebuild. I said ruin." It's gone. Can't he see that?

Kyoya: "Even ruins can be demolished and rebuilt, usually stronger."

Haruhi: "We aren't a building, Senpai. When trust is rebuilt, it's never stronger."

Kyoya: "That doesn't mean I don't want to try. You know I enjoy a challenge."

Haruhi: "If you only see me as a challenge, you haven't learned a thing. I'm not a game of chess. I'm not a business merger." Do I have to hit him over the head for him to realize I'm a person?

Kyoya: "I apologize. That's not what I meant. I meant that I won't be backing down." Ever.

Haruhi: "Even if I asked you too?"

Kyoya: "Is that what you truly want?" Please say no.

Haruhi: "I'm not sure. We had something wonderful once." Why didn't I say no?

Kyoya: "Is there anything I can do to get it back?"

Haruhi: …

Kyoya: "Haru. Anything?" I'll do anything. You just have to ask. Please.

Haruhi: "There is one thing…" He better do this.

Kyoya: "Name it."

Haruhi: "Stop calling me 'Haru'. You lost your right to that name months ago."

Kyoya: "I'm sorry, Haruhi."

Haruhi: "It's a small thing, Senpai, but it means a lot to me." It hurts me every time he says it. Reminds me of the good times, and it's a knife in the heart every time.

Kyoya: "Thank you for the chance." I wasn't expecting anything. I thought she'd hang up.

Haruhi: "This isn't a chance. This is a request for respect."

Kyoya: "Either way, thank you."

Haruhi: "You're welcome."

Kyoya: "Would you do something for me?"

Haruhi: "What?" What could he possibly think I'd do for him?

Kyoya: "Please call me Kyoya again. Even with the 'senpai'. I miss hearing you say my name."

Haruhi: I couldn't help a small laugh. "Alright, Kyoya-senpai. If you can extend me the courtesy of using my name, I'll use yours." I suppose it's only fair.

Kyoya: "Thank you. It means a lot to me also, Haruhi."

Haruhi: "Is that all?"

Kyoya: "I was hoping you'd tell me how the club is doing. I feel disconnected."

Haruhi: "That's your own doing, Sen…Kyoya-senpai."

Kyoya: "It is. And I regret it. I just want to know how things are going. You don't have to tell me any secrets." I just want to hear to talk to me.

Haruhi: "We don't have secrets, but I'll tell you some things"

Kyoya: "Thanks." You have no idea how much this means.

Haruhi: "Cosplay this week is going to be…"

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Tuesday, January 25:

Ouran Dining Hall:

"What's the charity today?" Kyoya-senpai said as he handed me his envelope. He could just read the Monday school paper, but I'm sure he's too busy running the Ootori Conglomerate.

"Haruhi found this one," Satoshi said. "It's called 'Playground of Hope'. They provide cost effective play equipment so communities can have a place for their kids to play. They focus on areas of natural and man-made disasters."

"Sounds like something Mori-senpai's company would support."

"Exactly! She brought it up at their last board meeting."

He looked around and asked, "Where is Haru?"

Jerk. Hasn't he figures out she hates that? I answered, "Petto Chinmi board meeting."

"Thanks, Chika. You and the Club are doing great things with the 'Bring your Lunch Tuesday'."

He doesn't need to tell me that. I know. "Thanks," I said in a monotone.

"Tamaki," he changed the subject, "how are the purchase negotiations going?"

"Should be finalized this week. I wasted no time. My lawyer and accountant have helped create a deal beneficial to both of us. I can't wait to own it."

Kyoya-senpai smirked at Tamaki-senpai. Like he was looking at a child. "Remember, there's a lot more to it than you think."

"I'll be ready. I'll be the best owner!"

"I'm sure you will." He gave Tamaki-senpai a pat on the shoulder. Again, in a condescending manner, but he's too much of an idiot to know that.

"I should be going. Congratulations, Satoshi. Please take my congratulations to Mori-senpai as well."

"Thank you, Kyoya-senpai. I will."

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He's so…I don't know. Why can't I kill him?

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Petto Chinmi Board Meeting:

Watching Haruhi run the meeting…she's improved so much. More confidence, more knowledge, more focus. When she invited me to her board, I thought she wanted me to be her safety net. Catch her if she did something wrong. If that was her plan, it wasn't necessary. I haven't stepped in once. Don't think Tanaki-san has either.

"That should wrap up the five-year plan. I want to thank all of you for your time and expertise. I also want to praise my staff team for all their hard work. They fit this responsibility around their current workload and did not disappoint." Haruhi went on to read their names. Very good. There will be a record of this in the minutes. She learns quickly. Always praise your staff.

"My wish is for successful expansion and a growing company. This plan puts us on that track. As there were a few small adjustments requested, I'll sign off on the final plan on Friday."

She looked around the room, a sense of pride in her eyes. The board members had truly warmed up to her. Haruhi will grow this company and be proud of herself and her staff.

"Any questions?"

One of the younger board members spoke up, "Fujioka-sama, do you have any plans to visit our factories in South Korea?"

Surprise crossed her face, and I could tell she'd never thought of it.

"I suppose I should," she said. "I'll need a passport." That was more to herself.

"I'd like to join you for that trip."

"I'll let you know when it's scheduled," she smiled.

After more discussion on adjustments to the budget to allow for the growth, she closed the meeting.

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Petto Chinmi Pet Store:

"Thanks for coming along, Mori-senpai."

"No problem."

Mori-senpai drove Eiji and me today. I explained that I wanted to do a spot check on one of our stores and he agreed to come along.

"Welcome to Petto Chinmi. Your resource for all your pet's needs. How can I help you?" Well, the staff are polite and cheerful.

"I'm thinking about getting a puppy. Could you tell me what I would need and what's involved?"

The employee led me over to the correct section and explained nutrition, training, and general life with an energetic puppy. I saw Mori-senpai wander through the cat section. He had declined help when asked. Eiji kept his eyes on the people.

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Mori's Car:

"What did you think, Mori-senpai?"

"Clean. Well stocked. Friendly. No complaints."

"And you, Eiji?"

I was shocked she asked. Not used to my charges asking my opinion. She's truly one of a kind.

"I didn't look at the products, Miss Haruhi. The security was satisfactory. Cameras, locks, and lines of sight."

"Thank you. I hadn't thought to check that and wouldn't have known how."

Takashi-sama turned to her and asked, "Haruhi, do you really want a puppy."

"Maybe. It's a lot of work, training and walking the dog. Plus, the expense, but I'm sure I can buy my food for cost." She smirked at him to show she was joking. Of course, she can get food for cost.

"I guess the biggest limiting factor is our apartment complex doesn't allow pets."

I heard him laugh. "You do realize I own the place. I'm sure Satoshi and I can make an exception for you."

"No, you won't."

Just what I expected her answer to be…

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Wednesday, January 26:

Host Club:

"Oh Tamaki, what beautiful long fangs you have."

"The better to bite you with, my dear." He pulled her into a dip and nibbled on her neck. He better nibble on mine later. I'm jealous. I'll have him bring that costume home and we can play vampire and the helpless maiden.

Vampire Knight is a strange anime. I've watched and read it. Any manga author should read the popular ones. I like the fanfiction better. Zero and Kaname make a much better couple.

"Earth to Renge…"

"Sorry, Satoshi."

"I know you're not in costume, but could you join Haruhi-senpai? At least until the performance. She needs help with those perverts."

"No problem. I think they're afraid of me."

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Dressed as Yagari Toga, I walked around the room threatening the vampires and being dashing in my eyepatch. The ladies love it.

"Oh, Satoshi…I mean Yagari…"

"Yes, Princess?"

"Will you protect me from Ichijo? I think he's thirsty."

Ug. Sometimes these girls get waaaay to into this stuff. Chika was Ichijo Takuma, and I'm sure he didn't threaten to drink her blood.

"Hey, Ichijo!" I hollered. "Stop drinking the guests!" I had a shotgun (fake) on my back but pulled a knife (rubber) out and pointed it at him. "Stick to the blood tablets, you leach!"

"My hero, Yagari-san." I kissed her knuckles and sent her on her way. I continued around the room.

I could hear Headmaster Cross from over here. "But Kaname, surely you want some cake?"

"Not now. I'll drink blood tablets."

Takashi and Mitsukuni were in a mockup of the Chairman's office having one of their meetings. The girls were giggling at Mitsukuni's ways…so much like that crazy headmaster.

"Akatsuki, you must protect me from Rima and her advances. I only want you."

"Don't worry, Shiki. She'll never have you. You're mine and mine alone."

Would have preferred the twins to be Kain and Aido. Seemed like there was something going on there, even if Kain was depressed over Ruka. But, no, Tamaki-senpai had to be Aido.

"You're my idol, Tamaki-kun. With your hair and good looks, you're perfect for Aido Hanabusa."

"Yes, and so princely."

"Are you thirsty?"

"My darlings, I'd love to take you somewhere quiet and sample your sweet life force, but Kaname-sama would punish me."

Yuck. I'm all for flattering the girls, but he can be kinda slimy when he does it.

"Hey, Asshole, what's with the hair?"

Wish she'd tone it down in here, but his other guests seem to like it. Sorta like watching a train wreck.

"Don't you like it? Can't be Zero without silver hair."

Kasanoda-senpai was an obvious choice for Zero. Not only was he the only one left, but with his gun skills, he resembles the hunter. He was spinning a fake Bloody Rose in his hand.

"You better not be drinking from Yuki."

"Why, jealous?"

"Go to hell."

"Nope, can't go. Satan still has that restraining order against me."

That was a good one.

"Asshole."

That brings us to Haruhi-senpai. Dressed as Cross Yuki, she really looks hot. After she demanded that the twins make the skirt longer than in the anime, she agreed to be the love interest between Kaname and Zero. Or between Takashi and Kasanoda-senpai.

As club came to a close, I gave Kaname and Zero the signal and nodded to Renge-senpai that she could step away. She knew what was coming and didn't want to get dirty.

The guys stood and stalked over to Yuki, coming at her from different sides. I watched as the room went silent and the boys in her area watched while practically drooling.

Kaname and Zero came up on either side of her. Each put a hand on her head and leaned it back. Then they bent over and bit her neck. Not really, but those blood caplets are convincing.

It had taken all the negotiating skills Renge-senpai had to get Haruhi-senpai to make some kind of positive noise. I think everyone was shocked at how sensual her 'Yes' sounded. I know I was. Bet she didn't even realize it.

As soon as Takashi and Kasanoda-senpai stood up, I clapped my hands and announced the end of the club for the day.

All the guests groaned.

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Dinner at the Diner:

"Meatloaf with mashed potatoes and gravy."

"Tamaki-kun, are you sure?"

"I haven't tried it yet, Renge-chan."

"Burger and fries."

"Blueberry pancakes with whipped cream."

"Grilled fish of the day."

"Loaded fries."

"Kaoru, Hikaru, really? Do you even know what they are?"

"Yeah, they sound good."

"Whatever. Club sandwich."

"Cobb salad."

The ordering took the longest with this group. Sometimes they change their minds, sometimes they don't order in the way they want their checks split. Some of them always want to try something new and others have favorites.

After getting over my initial annoyance of serving them, I realized that they're good kids. And great tippers. I always end up with about as much as their check was. They also aren't hard on the eyes.

That Satoshi-kun has never brought a date. He's too young for me, but a girl can fantasize, right?

We'd added a few things since last week. Mainly on the dessert menu. That little kid will be excited.

"Save room for dessert. There's some new goodies on the menu!"

"Yea! Cho-chan, did you hear that!"

Strange bunch.

Moving on to my next table, this guy is always here when they are. I'm sure he thinks he's fooling me, but I know it's him every time. He shows up as a woman, as a businessman, a college kid with books…lots of things. Never seen him do anything bad, just weird.

I turned both orders in and Rin smirked, "It's that gang of kids again, isn't it?"

"Every Wednesday."

"The girl's cute."

"She's at least ten years younger than you, you pervert."

"Yeah, yeah."

Jerk.

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"Haruhi, don't forget about the photo shoot on Saturday."

"Darn. I was hoping you'd forget, Kaoru."

"Never happen, gorgeous."

I smacked Kaoru-kun in the arm and said, "Hey! I'm sitting right here." He knew I was joking.

"Sorry, Naoko-chan. You're the most beautiful girl here."

Everyone groaned.

"Same logistics as before. Car will pick you and Ranka up at ten and bring you to the studio. It will take all day, and we'll serve a working lunch." He looked around at the rest of us. "Expecting some of you there too. Renge, Yuki, Naoko-chan, Cho-senpai, and Keiko-senpai."

Cho and Keiko begged off. They have plans. The rest of us confirmed. Ranka-san was squealing, he's so happy.

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Email from Haruhi to Yoshida-san (Dog Breeder):

Yoshida-san,

I've spoken with the organizers of the dog show in Yokohama scheduled for February 12.

While there are no sponsorship opportunities for specific areas, there was a package available for the overall show. I've agreed to a 1 million yen (~$10k) donation. Our company name and logo will be displayed and printed into the program. They request a representative. I, along with my Associate Executive Director, will be attending.

Below are the details for the show. Please let me know if you'd like to attend as well. Your entrance ticket and expenses will be covered by Petto Chinmi as a thank you for all your assistance.

Sincerely,

Fujioka Haruhi

President and CEO

Petto Chinmi

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Email from Watanabe to Kyoya:

Senpai:

Vampire Knight cosplay today [description of characters, costumes, reactions, and performance].

Study session quiet.

Diner for dinner. Kaoru reminded Haruhi about photo shoot this weekend. Ranka-san, Renge, Yuki-chan, and I will also attend.

No other discussion of interest.

Watanabe

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Thursday, January 27:

Ouran Hallway Between Classes:

"SLAM!"

"Haruhi, are you alright? You're jumpy today."

"Sorry, Kaoru. Just surprised by the noise."

"It was just someone who dropped their books."

"I know."

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A Law Office in Downtown Tokyo:

"Congratulations, Suoh-sama. You are now the owner of the Noguchi Gallery."

I shook hands all around and smiled. I own a business. A wonderful, trendy, traditional, business centered in the Arts. Nothing could be better for me.

"Suoh-san, if you need background information or assistance during the transition, please let me be of service. My family has owned the gallery for generations, and I wish for its continued success."

I bowed formally to Noguchi-san. "It's a privilege to continue your legacy, Noguchi-san. I will contact you if needed."

After my favorable first impression, Noguchi-san was pleased to sell. It's too bad his only grandson does not want to continue the gallery. I plan to update certain things, but to maintain his integrity and reputation. I was surprised he allowed me to retain the name.

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The Best and Most Expensive Restaurant in Tokyo:

"Dance with me, Renge-chan."

"I'd love to."

Tamaki-kun led me to the dance floor and spun me into the dance. A nice slow, romantic song allowing us to hold each other tight and just be.

He finalized his business purchase today and received a congratulatory note from his father. He was just as excited by the note as the purchase.

I felt him kiss the top of my head. "I love you, Renge. I love you so much."

"I love you too. More than anything."

He pulled back and looked into my eyes. "I want us to be together forever."

"We will. That contract will be done. You'll propose. Then we'll have the wedding of the century."

"After that, it will be us. Us together all day and all night. Then children. Then grandchildren."

I'm sure I was glowing as I smiled up at him. It was a rocky start, but we found each other at the end.

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xXx

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Friday, January 28:

Lunch at the Diner:

Miss Haruhi and I walked from Ouran to their favorite diner for the meeting with her business associate. I sat at the counter. I can see the entire diner from this seat.

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"With your signature on the five-year plan, the departments can start their tasks."

"Thank you for all your help, Tanaki-san. I'm very interested to hear what their research turns up."

"Visiting our factories in South Korea was mentioned at the board meeting. With our new initiative into supplements, you should go. It will be valuable for both sides."

"Interesting. I'll need to apply for a passport. I'll get that done in February."

I sometimes forget her background. To me, it's odd that someone doesn't have a passport. She's come such a long way.

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That's him. In the kitchen. That's the pervert who harassed Miss Haruhi at the supermarket.

I wondered why his picture seemed familiar. Simply couldn't place him. I'll report this up the chain as soon as we get back to Ouran. I wonder what they will decide to do with him.

Must check in with Suoh security. They did the security and background checks on the diner.

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xXx

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Host Club:

"Haruhi-san, can I join your group for tutoring again? This Modern Japanese report is kicking my ass."

"Of course, Shinobu-san. Anytime."

Today is going to be so boring. My girl is sitting over there with Haruhi and those perverts.

My girl? Did I just call Shinobu my girl? I guess she is. We've had our tongues down each other's throats, I practically got her shirt off, we might have gone further if I hadn't stopped it.

She better be my girl. I know I'm not seeing anyone else. If she's seeing some other guy behind my back, I'll kill him.

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I thanked Haruhi-san for helping me with my report. She's sweet. Innocent. How did she and Asshole ever become friends?

Renge-san came up to us and said, "Haruhi, I can't wait for tomorrow. It will be so glamorous. You shooting print ads for the Hitachiin Label!"

Haruhi-san? A model? That's new.

"I'm sure you'll enjoy it, Renge. Hopefully, enough for both of us."

"Oh, you're so negative. What girl wouldn't want to dress up in designer clothes and have their picture taken?"

Surprisingly, both Haruhi-san and I said, "Me," at the same time. Don't get me wrong, all my clothes are designer, but I'd never want to be a model. Why would she agree to it?

With our in-unison answer, I think Renge realized I was there. "Shinobu-san, you wouldn't?"

"No. It's not for me. Besides, I don't want my picture everywhere."

She tilted her head and thought for a second. "True, hadn't thought of that."

"Would you like to come watch, Shinobu-san," Haruhi-san asked.

Can't think of anything I'd want to do less. Don't want to be a rude bitch, though. No reason to be. "Thanks for the offer, Haruhi-san, but I have other plans."

The smirk she gave me showed she knew exactly why I wasn't coming. She's kinda fun. "I wouldn't mind seeing the final product."

"Oh, you'll see them everywhere," Renge-san squealed. "Billboards, magazines, newspapers, bus and train ads, everywhere!"

Haruhi-san went white. "Everywhere? I thought it was just fashion magazines."

"Talk to Kaoru. I may be wrong," Renge said, trying to backpedal, realizing her mistake. Then she took off.

"Sorry about that, Haruhi-san." I couldn't help myself. "Why did you want to become a model?"

"I don't. I agreed to help Kaoru with this line only. It's business clothes targeted at commoner women." Ah, that makes sense.

"Sounds like a good match."

She nodded and changed the subject. "Shinobu-san, Ritsu and I have been good friends for a while. I'd hate to see him get hurt."

Damn, that took balls. Saying that to a yakuza heir. Must really care about that asshole.

"I have no plans to hurt him. We're having fun together. Not sure where this is going, but I don't want to hurt him."

I know where our fathers' want this to go, but that's not public knowledge and not a done deal.

"That's good to know."

Since the club was over, I offered her a ride home. It's interesting to talk to her.

"Thanks, but not today. I have a ride already."

"OK. Have a good weekend."

"You too."

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xXx

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Himura SUV:

Haruhi-san looks weak and helpless but stands up for her friends and doesn't take any shit. I've seen her put that Suoh idiot in his place without batting an eye.

Took a lot for her to stand up to me for Ritsu. She earned my respect right then.

Ritsu said she's the most loyal friend anyone could have.

As his friend, I should know her better. Bet we could be friends too.

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xXx

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That Evening:

"Matsui come over here. I'm initiating a video call with the host club security contacts."

"Sure thing, Eiji. Something bad?"

"Not sure."

We'd set this up a long time ago. A shared security forum and video capability. With those kids together all the time, it's best to know what's going on. We can coordinate coverage this way too.

"You've never been on one of these, have you."

"No."

"We refer to the security by family name. That way, any representative of the security force can be on the call and everyone knows who's talking."

"Oh, good idea."

"It was the Haninozuka's. They came up with this."

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Video Call:

Fujioka (Eiji): "I've identified the pervert that harassed Miss Haruhi in the street last week."

Morinozuka: "Who?"

Fujioka: "It's one of the cooks from the diner. Suzuki Rin. Suoh, your team did the background on them."

Suoh: "We did. Nothing popped. Let me pull the file."

Hitachiin: "You're saying that that person recognized her from the diner and then saw her in the supermarket?"

Kasanoda: "Duh."

Suoh: "Suzuki…No priors. Twenty-nine. No college. Barely finished high school. No problems in his background."

Haninozuka: "We need a deep dive on him. Especially, past girlfriends."

Fujioka: "Agreed."

Suoh: "Since we've already started, we'll do it. We'll post as we find information."

Morinozuka: "Do we need to do something about him now?"

Fujioka: "Her detail is solid. He can't harass her again."

Kasanoda: "He could put something in her food."

Suoh: "Aren't you the suspicious one."

Hitachiin: "Think about who he works for."

Suoh: "Oh, yeah."

Fujioka: "They aren't going back to the diner until Wednesday. Let's see what the deep dive turns up and decide on Tuesday. If we need to get him fired, we'll have time."

Haninozuka: "That works."

Fujioka: "Fine. I'll keep you updated through the board."

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xXx

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Saturday, January 29:

Late Morning, Morinozuka Estate:

The four of us were training in the dojo when Takashi's phone rang. From the look on his face, it wasn't Haruhi-senpai.

"I'll be right there."

"Takashi!" the Alien called. "What's wrong?"

He turned and his eyes were dark. His mouth was a hard line. "Surprise health inspection at the nightclub. I'm going in."

"Chika, another bad tip?" Satoshi asked me.

"I hope not."

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The Hottest Nightclub in Tokyo:

"Morinozuka-sama, the inspectors are in the kitchen," my manager, Wilkinson Tom, told me. Bringing on an American was a wise choice. Adding an American flair brought the young adults in like flies to honey.

"Hn," I answered and strode into the kitchen with Tom-san following me.

"Are you the owner?"

"Hn." This inspector looked out for blood. Short, balding, and angry. Great.

"We received a tip that your establishment was not up to standards. It's been shut down until my inspection is complete."

I let Tom-san take point. "How long will that be?"

"As long as it takes," he sneered.

"It will delay our opening."

"Depending on what I find during my inspection, you may not be opening for a while or ever again."

Seems to have a personal grudge against the club or me. Why?

"I'm going to call our lawyer," I said to Tom-san and walked out of the kitchen.

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Twenty minutes later, my lawyer, Tom-san, and I were shadowing the inspectors. The same thought kept running through my mind…another bad tip. Another bad tip against one of the Host Club members. What is going on?

They were almost through inspecting the restrooms. I employ the best. I'm not concerned about what he could find, just how long this was going to take. If word gets out, even if nothing is found, it could cripple the club.

"Inspector, may I suggest you look over one of the bars next? If it clears, the bartenders can prep for tonight while you inspect the kitchen." That was from my lawyer. Good idea, but I'm expecting a 'no' just because we asked for it.

"No. I'll go in order of my checklist."

Thought so.

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An hour later, Tom-san had called in all available staff. They're busy doing any prep work that can be done on the floors and waiting to flood the kitchen and bars when this inspector is finished.

My lawyer has also called back to his office to have them trace the tip and why the inspector has a grudge. Haven't heard back yet.

"I've just finished the freezer and cooler. Moving on to the stove top."

Tom-san whispered at me, "This is going to take forever. All our routine inspections have had at least six inspectors and taken less than two hours."

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Two hours later the bars were finally finished, and prep began. Everything we could do without needing the kitchen. The bar had its own dishwashers, glassware, and food prep area for garnishes. Liquor was restocked the night before. Mixers had been delivered during the inspection and were now being brought in. Garnishes had to be prepped.

"Morinozuka-sama," my lawyer said, "I've spoken with my office. This inspector insisted on coming with minimal assistance. We were told by his superiors that he will be written up for that."

"Hn."

"As for why, they are still researching. His colleagues we were able to talk to so far do not know."

"Perhaps he was denied admittance one night," Tom-san suggested.

"Does he look like someone who'd want to come here?" one of the bartenders asked.

"No."

"Maybe it was his kid?" the bartender suggested.

"Hn."

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After another hour, the inspection was finally finished.

"Morinozuka-san, I've finished and have found two things that need to be remedied. They are small and will not cause me to close your club down." He looked disappointed. "A full copy of my report will be sent as soon as it's filed. Your staff are now allowed in the kitchen."

A stampede of cooks, prep workers, dishwashers, servers, bus-persons, and others headed for the kitchen. Three hours late. They should have begun prepping three hours ago.

I have amazing staff. They've worked hard over the last year to make the club successful. They won't drop this ball.

The inspector and his assistants took their time walking out of the club. Finally, the door closed behind them. Tom-san locked it.

"What the hell?" he yelled.

"I have no idea. My staff are still researching. They might not have the full answer until Monday."

Just then my lawyer's phone rang, "Hello."

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"Great. Just great. Thanks for figuring it out. You can go home now."

He hung up, turned to me, and grimaced, "His son. His son was dismissed from your dojo several months ago for dishonorable conduct."

"Shit!" Tom-san exclaimed. "That's a conflict. He should have never been the inspector for this club."

"I agree. I'll be speaking with his superiors on Monday. I will have this whole inspection expunged."

"For all we know, he fabricated the tip," Tom-san said.

After another half-hour of conversation, my lawyer left, and Tom-san went to check on the kitchen and bars. I went to my third-floor office and stared out the window.

Was the inspector responsible for the tip or is it connected to all the other instances? If it's connected, why are they happening? What is the common thread, besides the host club? Who is doing this?

We need answers whether or not today's tip is connected.

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xXx

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Author's Note:

So, we have a third shooting, and someone is killed. Don't strain your brain, you haven't heard of that syndicate before.

Ritsu and Haruhi talking about a car…interesting

Too bad she can never get her hands on those noodle recipes.

Had to do a Vampire Knight cosplay. It was the first manga I read and got me started on this path. The crazy path.

Dog show in February? And Yoshida-san is going?

Now we know where that pervert saw Haruhi. Did you catch it during dinner after Vampire Knight cosplay?

If anyone out there works in a restaurant or bar, please don't nitpick the stuff I said about prep, etc. at the nightclub. I don't know anything about it and tried to be as vague as possible. Sorry if there are glaring mistakes.

Those bad tips are growing. What's up with that? Ideas? Suggestions for further annoying tips? (I have a bunch, but yours are probably better.)

Gotta give a bunch of credit to my dad. We kick around plot ideas and I read him the chapters for his opinion. This wouldn't be near as fun without him…but he doesn't know about the lemon story.

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Next Chapter:

Photo shoot, Ranka gets his car, and a HUGE surprise!

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