Wow. 5,126 words. This chapter was an abolsute monster to write, and I've finally stop second-guessing myself to just upload it. This is THE chapter. After this, they're will be a few more, and then it's over.

The Third Son, finished. I'm a little sad, but also excited. I hope you guys enjoy!

Oh, also, swearing at some of the later parts, if that bothers you.

Chapter 14-

"Hana!" Haruhi called out, cross, "Come back here!"

In Haruhi's right hand was a flower-shaped hair pin. She'd claimed that, 'Since the name Hana means flower, the irony will be funny!'

To which Hana had replied, 'There is no way in hell I'm letting you put that thing near my hair, irony or not.'

Hana glared, "No. I've put on this dress, let you apply some makeup, and all around ridicule me. There's no way you're making me wear that. How old do you think I am? Last time I checked, I was sixteen, not two"

"I haven't listened to your complaints at all, Hana" Haruhi smiled sweetly, "Why the hell would I listen to them now?"

"I-I'm not complaining" Hana defended, "Just stating my opinion"

"I don't care how you put it, you're complaining" Haruhi said, "C'mon, please just-"

"No" Hana said firmly, meeting Haruhi's eyes dead on. After a few seconds Haruhi sighed and looked away.

"Fine" she relented, "I think I did a good enough job. This is as new to me as it is for you. It's not everyday I dress someone up for their birthday party run by the Host Club"

Hana grumbled, "This isn't your first fancy party"

Haruhi grinned, "Y'know, did I tell you, at the first party I attended with the Host Club, I kissed a girl?"

"I don't wanna know"

"Yes, you do. I'll tell you on the way there. My dads waiting downstairs"

"Hana" Haruhi breathed out, slowly, "Get out of the car"

"Don't wanna"

"We drove all the way here. You're wearing a dress, and makeup. You've even got heels on! You can't chicken out now!"

"I can and I will. What was I thinking? I can't do this"

"Nah, you'll be fine. Now hurry up and get out"

Hana stepped out, looking up at Haruhi with unsure eyes. Since Host Club fans would be attending, Haruhi was once again cross-dressing, looking very dapper in a suit. In fact, it almost suited Haruhi too much.

Hana inwardly snorted at her lame pun, then took a deep breath and nodded at Haruhi. They walked towards the mansion where it was being held. Apparently, it was one of Tamaki's grandmothers spare houses meant for occasions exactly like this one.

It was situated on the top of a hill, tall and grand. Behind it lay picturesque fields, an enormous lake, and a forest that seemed to stretch on for miles. Hana, as usual, was in awe.

Tamaki emerged from the door and tackled Haruhi in a hug, "Haruhi!" He yelled out joyfully, "You're finally here! I was so worried! I thought perhaps that a rabid, violent dog had attacked you, or that-"

"Yeah, it took a while for Hana to get ready" Haruhi said, trying to break off the hug that was quickly turning into strangulation, "Anyway, how did you know I was here so quickly? We just got out of the car ten seconds ago"

"Why, I used my special Haruhi-sense to detect-"

"He was looking through the windows" Hikaru shrugged. Hana jumped a little. She hadn't seen him approach, "For the past fifteen minutes"

"Haruhi, you need to teach him a lesson. This is borderline stalking" Kaoru added.

Tamaki glared at them, then turned his attention to Hana and gave her a bright smile, "Hana! I didn't notice you were there. It must be because you have a weak presence. Regardless, tonight is your night! Enjoy it, since you are the Host Club's charity project!"

"Oh boy, oh boy" Hana said dryly, "I'm touched, I really am"

"No need for your attitude!" He exclaimed, flicking her on the head.

"Ow!" Hana cried out, clutching her forehead. She seethed, "What was that for?"

"For you being such a downer! You cannot be so negative!" Tamaki ordered, "Smile! Fix your posture! One leg in front of the other!"

"When did I become a part of the military?"

"Since when are soldiers ordered to smile?" Haruhi wondered.

Hana gave her a bland look, "I was joking"

"I know, but-"

"There's no buts. It was a joke. It was sarcasm. You don't question sarcasm"

Tamaki flicked her forehead again, "Stop!" Hana wailed, "It hurts! Why do you keep doing that?"

"I honestly don't know" Tamaki said seriously, "I just looked at you and felt like it"

Hana opened her mouth, about to retort, until a smooth voice cut in.

"It's almost time for Hana's entrance, Tamaki. You should go in and introduce her" Kyoya walked, over, looking impeccable in a tuxedo. It frustrated Hana that whenever she saw him she felt incredibly nervous. She'd known him for a little while now, but whenever she saw him it was like the first day she'd met him, where she'd been jumpy and defensive, untrusting and uneasy. Her heart was racing and her shoulders tensed. She mentally steeled herself for what she knew would be a battle of wits disguised as a conversation. They would trade insults, and then one of them would walk off, leaving the other with a snide parting remark.

But none of that happened, "Good to see you, Hana" Kyoya nodded, "You look beautiful"

Hana's heart jumped. She knew compliments like that were usual at functions like this, but to hear him say that, in front of others, no less, made her traitorous heart leap.

"T-Thank you" she said, "So do you"

As soon as the words had left her lips, she'd regretted it. Had she just called a guy beautiful? Handsome, yes. Good-looking. Hot. Those were things you called guys. Not beautiful.

As if he could see her inner turmoil, Kyoya's lips curled into an amused smile. It was only for a second, and dropped as he turned to Tamaki and ordered him not to make a fool of himself.

The twins and Haruhi stared at her.

"What?" Hana asked defensively, "What'd I do?"

"Y-you made Kyoya smile" Haruhi blinked in shock, "W-whaa...?"

The twins nodded at each other, "Definite sexual tension"

Hana face flamed, "S-Shut up!"

They looked at her, and she could practically see the wheels turning in their heads.

"Hikaru, Kaoru, Haruhi" Kyoya called, "We need all the Host Club present when we introduce Hana. Hana, you'll be on standby"

"Yep" she nodded, "I know. It should go fine... I hope"

"You'll do fine" He reassured.

"Uh, thanks"

What was with him? He was definitely acting odd.

They all walked into the mansion, and Hana spied people mingling with each other. It all looked so dreadfully boring.

They sneaked Hana into a back room, then they all walked out to the main stage at the front. Kyoya stayed behind.

"Stay calm" he said, "If you panic, they'll notice. Try not to speak until you're spoken to- it works better that way. If you follow those guidelines, you should be fine"

He didn't know it, but his words soothed Hana's nerves instantly. She had a plan now. She had, as he had called it, guidelines. Now that she knew what to do, the unknown didn't seem so scary. Sure, she was still terrified, but she was also determined. She clung to his words as though they were a lifeboat.

"Thanks" she said sincerely, "I'll try. But since when did you care about how I fare?"

He shrugged, "I've always cared"

Then he turned and walked out, leaving Hana to stare dumbly at him. Her stare hardened as he walked out.

"Dumbass" she muttered, "Trying to act cool, having the last word"

But there was a smile playing on her lips. After a few seconds, she could hear Tamki's voice through the microphone.

"And so, we'd like to introduce the belle of the ball, the shining star, our blooming flower, Hana!"

Trying to fight back a smirk at the cheesy introduction by Tamaki, she walked out of the room, through the curtains and onto the stage, a calm smile on her face. It was the smile she wore while she was at work, and she inwardly thanked Misaki for drumming it into her.

The stage had stairs that descended down onto the giant floor, where Host Club fans awaited, all looking stunning and formal. All of a sudden, Hana was grateful for her dress and makeup. It meant she wasn't going to stick out. And if there was one thing Hana hated, it was sticking out.

Haruhi walked over to her, extended an arm, "I'm supposed to lead you down" she said, "So let's go, Hana"

Hana smiled, "Let's go, Haruhi"

They glided down, all eyes on them as Hana inwardly cringed. How long was this going to last? Why weren't they looking away? What did they expect her to do- start dancing?

Haruhi guided her towards a decadent cake. It wasn't giant, yet it looked luscious. Haruhi handed her a knife, and no words were exchanged. Hana cut down gently, trying to make sure she didn't stuff up in any way. When the blade hit the bottom, she breathed out in relief.

Polite clapping echoed throughout the room, and then the orchestra started playing. A freaking orchestra.

Hana didn't let any of the surprise show on her face. However, it did show, when she felt a tap on her back and turned around to see Ichiru, the guy she'd met in the library.

He knelt down slightly, kissed her hand, "May I have this dance?" He enquired.

Hana grinned, "You may"

They started dancing, "I felt really stupid asking like that" Ichiru admitted, "The people here eat that stuff up, but in my opinion that stuff is from the last century and belongs there"

"Agreed" Hana affirmed, "But it's always fun to act out history, right?"

"If you expect me to start reciting Shakespeare, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you"

"Oh" she pouted, "I had my hopes riding on you to be old fashioned. Y'know, the whole pulling out a chair and opening doors thing"

"Being old fashioned and being chivalrous are two different things" he said, "Of course, I'm neither, so you might have some difficulty there"

"Is that so? Ichiru, you've failed my expectations"

He arched his eyebrows, "You had expectations?"

"Yep" she smiled sweetly, "I expected you to be as dull and dim witted as everyone else in this room"

"Harsh, but true" he acknowledged, "But don't be too judgmental. There are a few gems in here"

"Can I cut in?" Haruhi asked, walking over to Hana. Without waiting for answer she said, "Thanks"

Haruhi led her away from Ichiru, "What was that all about?" Hana asked, baffled.

"Can't you see the daggers Kyoya's staring at him?" Haruhi asked quietly, and Hana stared over to her shoulder to see Kyoya staring right at her. She met his gaze, frozen, until he looked away, a small smile on his face.

"No, but he was definitely staring at me" Hana muttered.

"I don't know what's going on between you and him" Haruhi continued, "But Kyoya's dangerous, Hana. You might not want to believe that, but he is. He's extremely conniving in getting what he wants"

'Hana, I might not be the world's best conversationalist, nor am I the most emotional person, but I know that I want you"

Hana shook her head, "He wouldn't do anything"

"Hana-"

"No, Haruhi, he wouldn't do anything. Kyoya isn't like that. He acts like it, but he won't do anything to Ichiru"

"How can you be sure?" Haruhi asked warily.

"I just do" Hana said.

Haruhi stared at her for a moment, then changed the subject. They danced for a while, and then they both sat down, tired.

"Wow, Hana, didn't expect to see you here" a familiar voice made Hana's head jerk up, "Even if it is your birthday party"

"Chris!" Hana exclaimed joyfully, wrapping her friend in a hug, "I feel like I haven't seen you in ages! Why are you here?"

"It is your birthday party" Chris said dryly, "Besides, I got a personal invite from Kyoya. I couldn't exactly say no to that"

"Kyoya?" Hana echoed, "He invited you?"

"Yeah, he said something about you needing moral support so you wouldn't have a panic attack" she said airily, "I wasn't exactly excited. I mean, it is the Host Club after all. But I decided to make a sacrifice for you. You'd better appreciate it. Oh, also, you look great"

"So do you" Hana returned the compliment, and she meant it, "Red suits you"

Chris was in a floor length gown of a bright, ferocious red. Not many people could pull it off, but Chris somehow did.

Haruhi excused herself, then went to look for Tamaki. Hana and Chris chatted for a little while, and Hana was pleasantly surprised that the evening wasn't going as bad as she'd thought it would.

Honey and Mori stopped by and said hello, but they were so busy entertaining the guests that they didn't have much time to speak to her. Hikaru and Kaoru were no-where to be seen, and Tamaki and Haruhi were dancing, much to the excitement of the fangirls.

And then it happened.

"May I have this dance?"

It was the same words that Ichiru had asked her, but it felt so much different. But that was just Kyoya, she supposed. He just had to be the odd one.

"Sure" she accepted his hand as he pulled her up. They started dancing, and even though Hana had no clue how to dance (she'd been learning as she'd gone along, and both Ichiru and Haruhi had been understanding towards her plight) Kyoya led her well. He kept a good, even pace, and Hana found herself relaxing.

"So, you know Ichiru Hamasaki, then" Kyoya said.

"That, I do" 'Was Haruhi right? What's up with Kyoya? There's only one logical reason as to why he'd be angry for Ichiru dancing with me- and that's jealousy. But that would mean he'd have to care. And he's always claimed not to care'

'Until recently' the other voice in her head retorted, 'He's been nicer to you recently, hasn't he?'

'Which means I should be more suspicious. Whenever Kyoya is nice, it means he wants something from me'

'But he told you he wanted you, didn't he?'

"He's a decent guy. Good grades, good status, good personality" Kyoya said, interrupting the argument happening inside of her head. Hearing voices? Not a god sign that she was mentally stable.

"I guess so. No need to be jealous though. It's a completely platonic friendship"

A slight shimmer of surprise registered on his face, "I wasn't jealous"

"And pigs are flying"

He was silent for a moment, then said, "Fine"

"Fine what?"

"I was... Jealous" the word left his lips quickly, as though the word was hated and foreign to him.

Hana blinked, "Excuse me?"

"Hell, Hana, don't make me repeat it. It was hard enough saying it once"

"I'm sure it would be hard for an Ootori to feel jealousy. But, um, why are you jealous? Because I have a friend?"

He rolled his eyes, "Isn't it obvious? He got to dance with you, while I sat on the sidelines, talking to people I really didn't want to talk to. What's not to be jealous of?"

Hana felt her cheeks warm, but a pleased smile was on her lips, "Thanks again. You seem to be tossing compliments around today"

He paused, then said, "Hana, I-"

"Not now" she said, "Later, after the party. I've already gotten enough attention from everyone tonight. I don't need to cause a scene"

He nodded, "Understandable. It reminds me, I've forgotten to ask. How are you coping with all the attention?"

"I think I'm doing okay" Hana shrugged, "I'm not sure. I hope I am"

"Since when did you care what these people thought of you?"

"Whatever I do will affect the Host Club's reputation, no?" She asked, "After all they've done for me, I think I owe them something. At least not to stuff up a birthday party they planned for me"

"Odd" he said, "One, you used to loathe the Host Club. Two, you're referring to the Host Club as they, not you. You remember I am part of the Host Club?"

She smirked, "Yeah, but you don't do anything. You just sit off in a corner and sulk"

He actually looked offended, "Considering I manage the budget-"

She prodded him in the chest, "Kyoya. I was joking"

He flashed her a smile, "Oh, but of course, since you're the regular class clown"

Now she was offended, "I have a sense of humor!"

He repeated her words, "Hana. I was joking" then he added, "Sarcasm. Haven't you heard of it?"

She huffed, "I knew that. And just so you know, I do have a sense of humor"

Just as he was about to reply, Tamaki charged and snatched Hana away, "Hana! I haven't seen you in so long! How do you feel, my lucky star?"

She glanced over his shoulder at Kyoya before replying. Kyoya looked amused. The amusement faded off his face when he faced a pretty blonde girl, garbed in an emerald green dress, short and daring. Whatever she was saying, he agreed with- or at least, outwardly. She was probably asking him to dance, and he probably had no choice other than to accept. Hana could see by the tilt of his head and the strain of his smile that he did not want to dance with her.

Hana felt a little twinge in her heart as she tore her eyes away and looked at Tamaki. She knew now what Kyoya had meant when he'd said he was jealous of her dancing with Ichiru. The feeling was cold and ugly, it unfurled within her as she'd seen the blonde. She was pretty, Hana supposed, with her pretty dress and her pretty hair and very large breasts.

Hana inwardly slapped herself. Jealousy? Over that girl? Nonsense. It was a cliche of the highest form, Hana knew, and she refused to fall for it. Still, judging by the grudging familiarity Kyoya expressed towards her, he knew her. And since he was making an effort to give her a charming smile and keep up conversation, she was important. Most likely her parents knew his parents.

She smiled up at Tamaki, and accepted his hand as they walked through the dance floor, over to where the twins and Haruhi were, "I'm fine, thanks. Actually enjoying myself, which is a surprise"

He beamed, "Of course! This is a party sponsored, held and run by the Host Club. And I am the King of the Host Club, so nothing will ever go wrong!"

Hana laughed, "Of course! How could I be so silly?"

Haruhi grinned at her as they approached, "You look like you're having fun, Hana. Much different compared to a few hours ago when I was applying your makeup"

Hana smiled sheepishly, "Uh.. Yeah... Sorry"

Haruhi pretended not to hear, "What was that?"

"I said I was sorry" Hana mumbled, "For acting like a brat"

Haruhi nodded, smug smile on her face, "Apology accepted"

"So Boss" the twins asked of Tamaki, "Is it going to happen soon?"

"What's it?" Hana inquired.

Tamaki smiled warmly at her, "Your fireworks, of course! A birthday isn't complete unless one gazes upon the beautiful fireworks lighting up the sky..." Tamaki drifted off, looking up at the ceiling wistfully as though it was magically going to become the night sky.

"Um, okay" Hana nodded, pretending to understand, then turning to the twins, "Do you know when it's going to happen?"

They shook their heads, "Only the Boss knows when"

Tamaki grasped Hana's hand and dragged her through the floor once again, leading her to the grand entry doors. Once there, he clapped his hands twice. Silence fell, and Tamaki began speaking.

"My lovely guests, the climax of this evening is about to begin! Let us all come outside, so that we may gaze upon the beauty of the night. No, it's not me" he winked, eliciting sighs and squeals from the crowd, "In five minutes, the fireworks show will begin!"

And then Tamaki had grabbed her again and he was dragging her outside. The house was situated at the top of a hill, giving it a grand appearance that was not unwarranted. However, the hill was also at the perfect height to watch fireworks. As they all began to sit on picnic blankets, (that were made of silk and satin, entirely unpractical) Hana found a new found appreciation for whoever had planned this party.

Chris and Ichiru sat on either side of her, and the Host Club were splayed around her. Tamaki and Haruhi were in front of her, the twins, Mori and Honey on the sides, and Kyoya behind her. As she glanced around them, realizing that somehow, she'd become friends with all of them, the fireworks began.

BOOM!

Hana laughed at the first image in the sky. A flower, her namesake. Roses, lilies and sunflowers adorned the sky, blotting out the stars in a vain attempt to be the only guiding light in the sky. However, after a few minutes, the light show ended, and the short bursts of beauty disappeared, to be replaced by the strong, consistent stars, which has their own sort of beauty.

Hana realized at that moment, that while she'd never fit in among the fireworks, that did not mean she had no less value than them. As she stared across at the usual Host Club clientele, Hana no longer felt daunted by them. They were mere fireworks. And she was a star.

"Weren't they awesome?" Haruhi beamed at her, knocking her out of her reverie, "They were so big, and so bright! Way better than my local festival!"

Hana smiled back, "They were, weren't they?"

They were interrupted by Tamaki, who had stood up and said that the party was over. He thanked them for coming, bid them a good night, and soon mobile phones were being whipped as chauffeurs were ordered to come and pick them up.

Hana hadn't realized it before then, but she was tired. As the euphoria of the evening dimmed slightly, se realized that all she wanted was to go home and sleep.

"Well, see you, Hana" Chris grinned, "And don't let all this go to your ego. You're not as important as you think you are"

Hana scowled, "Actually, I'm pretty sure I am"

Chris laughed, hugged her, then left. A few minutes later, Ichiru walked over, congratulated her for being sixteen, then left as well.

"My dad will be here in ten minutes" Haruhi told her, "D'you wanna head back inside?"

Remembering what she'd told Kyoya, Hana shook her head. It would be too easy for someone to see them if they were inside, "Nah, I'll just be out here for a few more minutes. You can head inside if you want"

Haruhi flashed her a smile, "Alright then"

She left, and two minutes later Kyoya left the building. He strode over to her.

"Walk with me?" He asked.

"Sure"

The property was huge, Hana noticed. Behind the hill on which the mansion was situated on, there was the lake they'd watched the fireworks over. Behind that, there was a huge forest.

"So..." Hana prompted.

"So"

"What did you want to talk to me about?"

"Something tells me you know the answer to your question"

Hana rolled her eyes, "I know you like talking in circles, but can you be blunt for this conversation?"

"It's not that I enjoy talking in circles, it's simply that I see no need for saying something we both already know"

Hana exhaled slowly, "See here, Kyoya, you've been freakishly nice to me over the last few days. It's appreciated, to a point. Because whenever you're nice to me, it means you want something"

"My, my" he said, "You've certainly become perceptive"

"So don't blame me if I have trust issues when it comes to you"

"Noted" he nodded, "But this time, I'm afraid, there is no ulterior motive. What I told you at the park? I meant every word"

"And so did I"

"What I wanted to talk to you about" he glanced over at her, "Is simply one question. Are you going to give me another chance?"

She was silent for all of ten seconds, "Probably not" she admitted.

"And why is that?"

"I'm a skeptic at the best of times"

"Like you are with your father?"

She stared up at him. She wasn't surprised, not really. Honestly, she would have been more surprised if he hadn't known about it. Kyoya had files on every pupil in the school, it made sense that he would have done his research on her.

"Yes" she replied, "Something like that"

"I think that remarkably unfair" he said, "People can have personality changes, you know"

Hana's hands clenched to fists at her sides, "Not him"

"Why not? He is a human, after all. He can change his personality. Actually Hana, the person at fault here might be you"

"Shut up" she quietly, seething, "Just shut up. He's a monster"

"In the eyes of a hurt eight year old child, I'm sure he was. But you're sixteen now, are you not? Be the mature one, Hana"

"Don't tell me what to do!" She snapped, "He's my father. Butt out. This has got nothing to do with you"

Kyoya, however, was undeterred, "You won't trust me, on the fact that our relationship didn't work out the first time. You won't trust your father, even though you don't know him- not really. When you first met the Host Club, you were unsociable and unfriendly, simply because of the rumors you'd heard about them. You're judgmental and suspicious, Hana. That can be useful. To a fault"

She wanted to scream. He dared to stand there, lecturing her? Like she was the only one with faults? What about him!? He was a total piece of shit, and now it was her fault?

"Our relationship didn't work out the first time" she mocked, "That sounds so misleading, doesn't it? Almost as though you weren't trying to make me fall in love with you for your own selfish reasons. And I'm sorry if I don't believe you when you say that you want another chance, considering you never apologized for your first screw up!"

He stared at her, and then said, "I'm sorry, Hana. I'm sorry for using you"

"You might be sorry for using me" she spat, "But what about next time? If you were put in that same situation again, with a girl who wasn't me, would you use their emotions for your own goals?"

He was silent, considering his answer, then, "No" he said honestly, and something in his tone made Hana calm down. A little, "I wouldn't. I think it's blatantly obvious that that plan was full of flaws. But there was one major one. I didn't... I didn't account for..." He'd been looking away, the words getting caught in his throat. He swallowed, looked directly at her, and said, "I didn't account for falling in love with you"

Hana stiffened. He was lying. He was so obviously lying. This was another ploy, another plan, to get her to open up and be honest with him so he could use the information against her in some way.

Her mind was whirling, but somehow her mouth managed to protest, "You're lying"

"And this is exactly what I mean" he sighed, "I have the worst luck. Of all the girls to fall in love with, and it's you. A commoner. Who has no special skills to speak of whatsoever"

"Then maybe you aren't in love with me" Hana replied, recovering somehow, "If all you can see is my flaws"

"You didn't let me finish" and then he smiled, a true, genuine smile that took her breath away, "You might be all of those things, but you're resilient. You've never stopped arguing with me. Instead of seeing me as the third son of the Ootori family, you see me as just another person, and you get angry when I act as though I'm better than anyone else, because you truly believe that wealth doesn't mean anything. You're honest, bold, upfront. You've never tried to make me feel better by lying to me; you've tried to make me feel better by giving me practical solutions. Like tonight, you can be truly beautiful" Hana felt her cheeks warm at that, "Yet you're not obsessed with beauty, like so many others. Of course, you have your flaws, but I'm willing to look past them if you can look past mine. We're not perfect, Hana, or normal. We just are"

She just stared at him. And stared.

He smirked an arched an eyebrow, "Was that good enough for you? I came up with that on the spot, you know" he continued smugly, "I'm very proud of myself, as you can see"

Hana started laughing. She doubled over, her arms around her stomach. When she looked up, a huge smile was on her face, "I don't understand" she said, "How you can say something so beautiful, then completely ruin the moment by being arrogant. But let me just say, point taken. You're in love with me. Now let me say something back. It's shorter,but no less meaningful" she took a deep breath, really hoping she wasn't going to regret this, then said, "I love you"

And then she leaned up and kissed him. It was sweet, chaste. His arms went around her waist, pulling her to him, and her arms looped around his neck. It was the first time she'd instigated a kiss, and damn, it felt good. All the other times they'd kissed she'd been panicking, struggling; but now she was calm, content. At peace.

They broke off the kiss, and Hana grinned. "Just so you know, you're only getting one more chance. So don't screw this up"

"Point taken" he murmured, then leaned down and kissed her again.

When Hana went home that night, she was on cloud nine. The logical part of her brain was screaming at her, telling her that she was stupid, stupid stupid, but for once, Hana didn't listen to her logic. For once, Hana was going to what she wanted. It was a freeing thought.

Of course, the universe, couldn't let her be happy for long. Because as she put her key into the lock of their apartment, she took off her shoes, and walked into the main room.

Only to see her mother and her father sitting down, half filled cups of tea in front of them.

"What the absolute fuck are you doing here?" She said, her voice deathly quiet as she shot a look of pure hatred at her father.

"Hello, Hana" Her father said, "It seems that we have much to talk about"

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