He was doing his normal morning training when his brother ran out. "Taka! There's a call for you!" Odd. He put away his sword and walked into the house, quickly picking up the phone. "Hm?"

"Ah, Morinozuka-kun. This is Suou Yuzuru. I have a request."

"Ah?"

"I need you to have everyone who was in the Host Club to meet in the Third Music Room after school. There's something that needs to be done. Will you do it?"

He was silent for a moment. What kinds of wounds would it bring back to the younger students? To Mitsukuni? But, also, could it do good for them? … "Yeah."

"Thank you." The line went dead. Morinozuka Takashi sighed, feeling far older than he was.

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She sighed, looking to the boys on either side of her. She had known that her father was perceptive enough to tell that she wasn't happy. That was why he had forced her to eat breakfast this morning and probably told the twins to make sure she ate her lunch as well. She didn't like worrying them, but….

Then she remembered, a while a go, at the beach, someone had said to apologize when you worry someone…

"Hey guys?"

Kaoru looked over to her. "Hm? What is it Haruhi?"

"I'm sorry for making you worry."

"Yeah well," Hikaru was looking out the window, "we don't exactly blame you. You were upset over what he did. If anyone needs to apologize, it's him.

Kaoru's gaze moved to his brother. "But, Hikaru, what if he did apologize? What would you do then?"

"I'll never forgive him. Not for what he did to everyone. I can't forgive, and I can't forget." The golden eyes stared at her. She wasn't exactly surprised; she hadn't expressed such strong dislike for anyone in their presence. "Everyone is so different now. I guess it's a good thing I have you two." She smiled sadly.

Two pairs of arms wrapped around her. "You'll always have us, Haruhi."

"We'll never leave you."

"Thank you."

And as the car drove on, Fujioka Haruhi began to move on.

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He sighed, eyes closed, relishing the time away from people. He wasn't blind, he knew the others were avoiding him. He knew Haruhi was slowly wasting away. He knew the twins were worse than ever, the Hunny-senpai was back in Karate.

He also knew that the first years were avoiding all of them and that the third years were respecting that. So it was odd when he had come into the refectory and saw Mori-senpai talking to the Hikaru, Kaoru, and Haruhi.

He had ducked out quickly, hating himself for it. What kind of coward couldn't face their former club mates? He was currently sitting in the former club room, sitting where that blond used to sit if he would pout at the window. It was also the last place he had seen him. His glasses sat on a table a quick walk away. He didn't notice someone come in until the person spoke.

"Kyouya. How long have you been sitting here?"

He looked up to see Haruhi, the girl that had seen something in him…. No, in all of them, that no one else could. He didn't speak, didn't answer or ask why she was there, yet she answered his question anyway.

"Mori-senpai said that Superintendent Suou told him to get us all here… The twins were taking a while so…" She shook her head and sat across from him, her large brown eyes searching his own. "I'm a bit disappointed in you, senpai. I'd thought that you'd try to get him back, not turn into what you have."

He stared at her, eyes wide. They reverted back to the normal expression quickly though, his mental barriers coming up. "I don't know what you mean, Haruhi. I'm as I always was."

"Fine, don't listen to me, Kyouya-senpai. But you know, the more barriers you put up, the easier you are to read."

Ootori Kyouya smiled inside himself. Yes, Haruhi really was interesting.

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A bit of a happier chapter, even though its filler. They're starting to move on, so things will either get better or worse.

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