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This chapter is in Hikaru's POV and is 'based' on the song Since U Been Gone by Kelly Clarkson.

It appears that it has occurred to Haruhi why I have been blanking her this past while. But I still want to hear it straight from the horse's mouth. That is to say I want to hear her apologize for unknowingly hurting my feelings. It may have been unintentional but that is not to say one can go around hurting people's feelings willy-nilly.

I will maintain a cool aura around her until the sweet sound of the word sorry passes over her unglossed lips. That will be wonderful….hmmm, am I staring off into the middle distance attempting to appear all enigmatic.

Dude, it isn't working, I admonish myself but I can't help but giggle uproariously at my use of the word dude.

"It just makes you look like a tool," Kaoru playfully remarks.

Now if I were not a twin, I would be surprised that someone basically 'read' my thoughts. But since I am one half of a twin, I am not surprised.

Kyoya-sempai's plane is due to land any minute now at my family's private island in which our luxurious holiday mansion resides.

The 16 master bedrooms which can be found on both the upper and lower floors are a masterpiece in themselves, complete with massive four poster beds in each room with balcony doors opening onto the captivating Caribbean coast and the serene aquamarine waves lazily drifting up and down the white sandy beach. The upper balconies sweep downwards in a coiled manner that is reminiscent of times gone by.

As the plane descends, I feel a slight knot of anxiety tighten in my growling stomach. I am going to be honest with you, although I am definitely no stranger to air travel, I get quite uneasy when the plane begins to drop so rapidly. I clutch the armrests like they are my life preserver.

Relax, I remind myself as my anxiety takes over.

Kaoru places a gentle hand on my clenched arm and I glance at him with awe. It never fails to amaze me that he knows what I am feeling at any given moment.

"Haruhi, come over here," he suddenly calls, prompting the incredibly kawaii, practical minded girl to cautiously stride towards us.

But before I can even open my mouth, Kaoru has disappeared.

It is kind of awkward…

Her puppy dog brown eyes appear larger than ever, with apparent concern and remorse.

I am not sure if I should accept her apology yet but I realise that I am in massive trouble when she throws her arms around me. Haruhi isn't one for blatant signs of affection; she may roll her eyes in exasperation and sigh almost inaudibly to show her annoyance, but to me those are also signs that she truly does care for us.

I am so shocked that I forget to do with my hands and before I fully understand what is occurring at this moment, she pulls back from her caring embrace.

"Um…Hikaru, why are your hands on my ass?"

And I find that my hands are indeed resting on her ass unknowingly.

But for once she seems to let go of this major fail on my part. Believe me, I didn't do it on purpose as suspicious as that may sound.

I swear that I didn't.

"Hikaru, I would like to apologise. My actions were cruel and heartless. You may not forgive me but I can assure you that I do indeed like you. But I am so busy trying to be a strong individual that I sometimes forget compassion is also important. You know that I don't express my feelings well…" she trails off, uneasily glancing at me now and then.

"Haruhi, I accept your apology!" I merrily yell.

If I am going to be perfectly honest, it hurt like hell when I fervently ignored her even though technically it was my own doing.

Life is perfect…or as perfect as it can be anyway!

Haruhi smiles...and it is almost impossible to restrain myself from cooing over her charm. Thankfully I manage to maintain a certain level of composure but apparently not to the level I expect.

"Hikaru, is it that you are afraid of flying?" Haruhi curiously asks, a hint of concern evident in her tone.

"Um...why would you say that?" I ask nervously.

"Well, for one you are shivering like crazy and you keep peeking furtively towards the windows as if you are expecting something to happen?"

It is true what they say; she will indeed make a fantastic lawyer.

"Here, let me distract you," she nonchalantly mutters.

For a brief second, I am reminded of my own realisation that Haruhi is petrified of thunder storms.

I hug her tightly, not wanting her to notice the tears that roll down my cheeks. I have never been so grateful in my life.

I am so sorry that this chapter is shit, for lack of a better word!

Nonetheless I hope that you enjoyed this chapter!

Apologies if the characters appear majorly OOC