"As soon as possible. We still need to talk with your family to go over details, have them make arrangements and wrap up anything last minute beforehand. Also, we need to discuss with them how to do it in such a way that looks as inconspicuous as possible on the chance that your family's activity is being monitored."

"I honestly doubt they're that smart." She rolled her eyes.

"Well they were smart enough to almost kill or capture you the other day." Heinreich pointed out, earning a glare from Shiki.

"Does that mean we won't get to see her again?" asked Haruhi

"We plan to reintroduce them after the situation has deemed it safe to do so, but how long that could be is unknown." Heinreich told Haruhi.

"Great, so in other words I have to live a life in secret for the rest of my life!" said Shiki annoyed. She turned to look at Haruhi.

"No matter what don't tell the guys what really happened. I don't want them involved. It's probably band enough you know."

"That's true, it is dangerous you know what's going on Madam," said Blanched.

"Well I didn't mean to," said Haruhi.

"You won't be informed of any further information for your safety's sake. In the worst case scenario, they'll find out you've gone into hiding but still won't know where when or for how long." Heinreich said. "Of course, I don't need to tell you that your ability to keep this information concealed is imperative to the safety of yourself and to Ms. Nakumara's associates, correct?"

"Yes sir." Said Haruhi

A few days later Shiki found herself in an interrogation room with her family.

'This is so pointless, ' she kept thinking.

"For now I'm going to ask you to leave the room so I can speak with Shiki privately, then I'll talk to you afterwards." A blonde woman with her hair pinned back said as she entered the room.

"Of course," Maki said, ushering her siblings out of the room along with Arata

"So how's your arm doing?" Asked the agent, who Shiki now recognised as the one who'd ordered the Black Spiders member to release her when she'd tried to go skydiving with the host club.

"They got me high on pain meds so I'm fine at the moment." Shiki told her.

"I can tell you don't want to be here so I'm not going to beat around the bush and try to make this as quick as possible. We have some basic information on your life up to you moving in with Mrs. Villa. The information we have on your involvement with the Black Spiders is spotty with a lot of holes in between certain events. I'd like you to tell me everything from the moment you first became involved with them."

Shiki let out a long groan. "Well this makes 'quick as possible' not very quick. So I snuck out of my house one night and it was raining..."

...

"...and that's why I'm sitting in a CIA interrogation room at the ripe old age of 16 years."

"Okay I get it, you've beat up a lot of their members," said the agent, "remind me never to make you mad."

"Too late," said Shiki.

"What have I done?" She asked.

"Exactly, what have you done? Seriously where the hell have you been this whole time?" Shiki snapped.

"Well as you might imagine we're a little busy." She rolled her eyes. "Heres what it sounds like to me: You were at the wrong place at the wrong time and you pissed off the lower level stooges, who were petty and making a bunch of drama. However, once you proved yourself another time you grabbed their interest and I believe that the reason that they are so interested in you now is not only so that you can play in their tournament ring but because you know too much. They don't want you telling everything to, say, the CIA. Now you're in a whole heap of problems from something that started out nothing. We're going to send in our sketch artists and with a list of the people you've told me about so we can get a visual."

"Hey, if you're sooo busy then what are you doing here?" Shiki asked as she got up to leave.

"I can't tell you that, but I can tell you that you've gotten yourself in for more than you bargained for." With that, she closed the door behind her.

...

"So when are we leaving?" Shiki asked after they left the building and they were all back in the car.

"We still don't know for sure." Arata told her, "But we've come up with a plan to try to leave as discreetly as possible."

"Where are we going?" asked Nao

"We still don't know." Arata said.

"We don't have to wear wigs or anything do we?" Zaruko asked.

"I'm sorry, I don't know that either."

The car was silent for a few moments.

"Ugh, this SUCKS!" Shiki screamed, slamming her fist on the window. "This is so stupid!"

"Yes well this is the hand we've been dealt," said her father.

"Oh don't give me that bullshit old man. Admit you blame me for all of this don't you?! You just don't have the guts to admit it!"

"Alright yes, yes I do blame you for all of this. There happy now? I admit it!" Arata finally shouted. "If you'd just listened to me like any other kid and not snuck out this wouldn't have happened! You think you're already an adult because you can take care of yourself and so you don't need to listen to anyone, but you've got a hell of a lot of growing up to do! If you didn't have such a poor-ass attitude this wouldn't have happened! Honestly Shiki, how damned difficult is it to say sorry when you bump into someone? Do you realize that all of this could've been avoided if you had just said 'Sorry', 'My bad', 'Excuse me', anything?! Now we're all in danger because you wanted to go be a bigshot! Well congratulations, you've proved you can beat up some grown men! You've proved your tough at the expense of everyone else's happiness and safety!"

"Um, We're here sir." The driver said quietly.

Shiki glared at him for a few moments before jumping out of the car, seething in anger as she stormed in the house. Hooch ran up to her, wagging his tail but she pushed him off of her. Hooch's tail fell between his legs with a whine, looking confused. She slammed the door shut once she got in her room and screamed into her pillow in frustration.

"Shiki?" she suddenly heard her stepmother say.

Shiki looked up at her.

"Oh don't even I'm not in the mood," she snapped.

"I figured, that's why I brought you some chocolate. Bye now," Maki said before leaving in haste.

Shiki shot the chocolate a look of disgust and decided it would be appropriate to take her anger out on it, throwing it in the trashcan as hard as she could. She crawled under the covers and put her pillow over her head and laid there for a while before trudging over to the trash bin, ripping off the wrapper and ate it in her state of melancholy.

"I really do hate her." she mumbled with a mouthful of chocolate.

...

"Hey Shiki-" Hikaru tried to say to her the next morning but she interrupted with a half hearted "Shut up..."

"I didn't even say it yet," said Hikaru. "I was going to say, we taught Sissy a new trick yesterday. Want to come over after school to see? You can bring her daddy to see it too."

"No." She sat down at her desk and pulled out her notebook that she doodled in when she got bored in class. She was oddly calm for the typically obnoxious, loud, quick tempered girl that he was normally used to.

"Are you sick or something?" He asked. She ignored him, staring at her paper. He brought his head to her forehead.

"Get off." She shoved him away. "I dont want to talk to anyone or do anything so just leave me alone."

"There she is, there's the annoying brat I've come to know and love," said Hikaru.

"Shut-up! For once in your life shut up!" Shiki shouted!

"Wow its not even eight in the morning and you've already made her mad," Kaoru smirked, walking in with Haruhi.

"I don't want to hear anything from you either Idiot 2."

"What did they do to make you mad?" Haruhi asked. Shiki let out an exasperated groan.

"Honestly, whats so damned difficult about shutting up!? I just want all of you to shut up and get the hell away from me!" She hissed, glaring at them before turning back to her desk.

"Wow she's never lashed out at you like that before." Kaoru whispered to Haruhi

"Well she's going through some things. Girl things," said Haruhi. "Just give her your space. "

'I don't know,' Shiki thought as she listened, 'they keep bugging me, maybe I can get away with going to jail for murder.'

...

"Shiki's not here! What if her arm got infected and she was even more sick and-"

"She was here." Haruhi told Tamaki later in the abandoned music room during the host club's meeting. "But don't count on her coming"

"Why?" he asked.

"I think she was sick or something." Hikaru pitched in

"Sick?!" Tamaki shouted, "Oh Kyoya I knew it its happening!"

"Please stop panicking," Kyoya said from his laptop.

Haruhi slowly walked over to Kyoya.

"Kyoya-Sempai, I'm just going to ask, do you know what's going on?" she asked.

"Of course but it is a top secret issue so we really shouldn't be talking about it," said Kyoya.

"I don't know if I should know how you found out," said Haruhi.

"No I'd probably have to kill you," said Kyoya.

"Right," said Haruhi.

"Besides, if the rest of the hosts found out she was pregnant-"

"What!?" Haruhi gasped, nearly shouting.

Kyoya merely gave her a mischievous smile.

"...I really hate you you know that?" Haruhi said with an irritated growl, glaring at him.

"Let's leave that as our back up story should something get out," Kyoya said.

"Oh Shiki wouldn't like that," said Haruhi.

"Yes, everything else so far is being ever so enjoyable for her at the moment," said Kyoya.

"Yeah but I think that would take things to a whole new level of hatred." She said, imagining her wrath upon finding out the rumor.

"Well at least it make it easier to sever ties with once she's gone," Kyoya said.

Haruhi sighed. "I really wish everyone would stop being so hard on her," she said.

Shiki had went home straight after school, as the host club had presumed. When she got there her father was in the living room talking with Maki, but walked past them both as though they weren't even there. He'd said something to her, but she didn't really care what it was. After putting her stuff away, she walked into the practice room. Unpenetrated targets had replaced the used ones. She chose a gun and held it in her uninjured hand as she stood across from target. For a moment she didn't shoot, just staring off and thinking of everything. Then, the shots were fired.

"Its okay, it's just like a massage, I'll show you first then you can do me, okay?" Erai was telling her when she was 6 years old.

"You fucking liar!" Kumori snapped, grabbing her by her hair and throwing her into a closet and locking it after Shiki had told her about her stepfather touching her in places that shouldn't be in such a way on a child. Later she threatened Shiki not to tell her father that Erai had been over or that she'd put her in the closet or else she would put her in it again but this time for two days.

"Are they even mine?!" She recalled hearing her father yell at her from her room after finding out about her mother's affair while she held Nao, hugging her close more for her own comfort than Nao's.

"Erai's going to be living with us now, isn't that great?" their mother said excitedly as he embraced her and Nao into an unwanted hug.

"You did this… YOU DID THIS! YOU WORTHLESS LITTLE BITCH, HOW COULD YOU!" Her mother screamed at her as tears fell down her face, slapping her so hard across the face she was knocked down to the floor.

"God, does stupid run in the family or something?!" He screamed, turning way from Nao just as he was about to hit her and walking towards Shiki with a raised hand who had just grabbed two of his beers and broke them and poured them into the sink in order to distract him from Nao.

"What is wrong with you Shiki?" Her teacher scolded at her after throwing some mud in the face of a girl who had pushed her in a puddle of it. "It's no wonder you don't have any friends."

"It's like you're doing it on purpose" Her teacher said to her a month later after being in detention after school every day. "Do you just enjoy being here?"

"Spread it you whore! Stop being such a tease!" Erai growled on that awful day when she was 9 and her mother and sisters had gone out.

"It should be getting better, not worse. Plus I don't think it should be hurting this bad. Let's get you to the hospital kid." Kenshi said a week later, picking her up in his arms. She asked him about money, and he said he'd figure it out later.

"You're going to have to come with us." Said a policeman three years later, reaching out to grab her but she roundhouse kicked him right in the face and ran for it. Another ran after, dived on top of her and tackled her as he wrestled handcuffs on her.

"Oh sweetheart you're okay! Thank god!" Kumori said, rushing over to her and hugging her. Shiki pushed her away with disgust.

"I'm sorry my sister is such a lousy person. I'm sorry you three had to deal with it as long as you had, but I'm going to make sure that things are different from now on, okay?" her Uncle Chiko told them in the living room of his apartment their first day. "I'm going to get us moved out into a bigger house that's more suited for three girls, and I'm going to do the best I can. That's my promise to you."

Her own bloodcurdling scream as she saw a knife in her beloved Uncle's head and blood splattered across the kitchen, the blood dripping onto the floor. The handle with its delicate swirls and the dainty cursive font of Villa contrasted the horrific scene.

"Her name is Maki Villa." Her father told her, "She's really excited to get to see you girls. I think you'll like her."

A gunshot went off with each memory that passed; with accuracy that was less than her best since her dominate hand was attached to the injured arm. She now aimed at the last target.

"Alright yes, yes I do blame you for all of this. There happy now? I admit it!" Arata finally shouted."If you'd just listened to me like any other kid and not snuck out this wouldn't have happened! You think you're already an adult because you can take care of yourself and so you don't need to listen to anyone, but you've got a hell of a lot of growing up to do! If you didn't have such a poor-ass attitude this wouldn't have happened! Honestly Shiki, how damned difficult is it to say sorry when you bump into someone? Do you realize that all of this could've been avoided if you had just said 'Sorry', 'My bad', 'Excuse me', anything?! Now we're all in danger because you wanted to go be a bigshot! Well congratulations, you've proved you can beat up some grown men! You've proved you're tough at the expense of everyone else's happiness and safety."

Shiki fired at the last one and sighed, falling back on her butt and just sat in the middle of the room with a single tear running down her face. 'I hate being me…'

The more she thought about the stupidity in her life the more she felt like blasting her own head in. Maybe she should, just to save everyone misery. All she did was fuck everything up anyways, so its not like anyone would really care. The only person that she wasn't killing herself for was Shiki, and even then it wasn't really for her. She was angry, tired, miserable... so why didn't she just do it? She stared at the gun in her hand, running her finger along the trigger numbly.

Suddenly her cell phone rung.