Im back :D updates is here, enjoy :3

He left...without a trace. He left just like he said he would. And he wasn't coming back.

The host club always felt like they lost a piece, they missed something...and that was Hikaru. Hikaru was never heard from again. His heart was somewhere else and away from the rest of the group. He went to America...away from Japan and he left behind everything...precious memories, family, people he loved and cared for...everything. All he had now was himself, his few but precious belongings, and his own instincts. Not to mention a friend he met on his flight...

*Flashback*

Hikaru was boarding the plane, his heart beating fast...he himself wondered how it could still beat, it had become so broken and torn it almost seemed strange to him to find that his heart was still beating. He shook off that thought and put his small backpack under his seat and lay back and started to drift off. He was awakened by a flight attendant:

"Welcome sir, would you like anything right now?" she asked with a beautiful smile.

The way she said 'Welcome'...it sounded just like how the host club used to say it. Hikaru tried to forget but a rush of painful memories came to him and he looked down.

"Sir? Are you alright?" the flight attendant asked with a worried voice.

"Yes...I'm alright...I'm just...I'm okay thank you." Hikaru responded rather shyly and shaky.

The flight attendant approached him and sat next to him, he looked at her with a sad expression, she immediately knew what was wrong, she somehow knew that Hikaru was heartbroken...she wanted to help him.

"Hey it's going to be a long flight to America, would you like to talk about it?" she asked Hikaru with a gentle smile.

Hikaru thought and thought and he finally agreed.

"Okay but it's a long story..." Hikaru said with a sad but relieved sigh

"I won't judge you Hikaru." said the flight attendant

"Thank you, I really appreciate it. What's your name by the way?" Hikaru asked

"My name is Aiko Yoshida."

*End Flashback*

Hikaru grabbed his baggage from the baggage claim area, he managed to find his items and walked through the airport. His English wasn't the best but he could make out some of the signs in front of him. He walked until he exited the airport and he looked around and a disgusted look came across his face

"This is America? Boy, I hope the rest of New York isn't this bad."

And so with that he left the busy airport and boarded a taxi. His excitement rose as he was going to meet with a friend in Manhattan.

Long ass wait I know . I got finals this week in school so we'll see how the next chapter turns up :3

Cheers!

-YamadaTsukamoto