So here's chapter 4!

Sorry it took so long, school you know?

But just a note, words in italics mean the person speaking is on the other end of a telephone.

Day four

Day six

Day ten

Day thirteen

Emi was kept in the house for almost two weeks and she thought she would go insane. She had overtaken four rooms of the house before her father had asked her to stop. She had seen Takashi a total of three times over the thirteen days of lock down. He couldn't come over every day because that would arouse suspicion. Kyouya brought her homework to her everyday and updated her on the lessons. Often times he would stay and work on his homework as well and ask her opinion on the Host Club's financial situation as well. While she was in lock down, Tamaki had gotten over his issues and the Club was back open. Kyouya offered to pay her for playing when she got back, but she declined, she didn't want to get paid for doing something she loved doing.

While these visits kept her sane for a little while, she still felt like she was slowly losing it.

"Emi, you can go back to school now." The long awaited words came out of her father's mouth on day fourteen of lock down. But before she could start rejoicing, he added, "But you must come home right after school in the car I send for you."

'Happy feeling gone.' She thought, "But dad. . ."

"No buts, this is how it's going to be until he is caught." When he caught his daughter's melancholy look (which disappeared quickly to be replaced by a mask of indifference) he repented a little, "After awhile, if there's no sign of him, then we'll lessen up a little, and you can stay after school for a little while."

"Fine." She wasn't completely happy with her father's decision, but it would have to do. In the two weeks that she had been cooped up, it seemed as if Ichiro had done nothing.

There was a soft knock at the door. Maki, the quiet head chef looked in, "Kichida-sama, I have a request."

"Come in Maki-san, Emi, please leave us."

Emi stood up and left, she had to call Kyouya.

"I see." Kyouya said, "I think that will work." And he hung up his phone. Emi had called him, a slightly desperate quality to her voice. He was still getting used to this new Emi and he wasn't sure if he liked it or not. He'd known Emi for over eleven years, twelve soon. For as long as he'd known her she had been a certain way, unpredictable, but somehow like him.

Well, he supposed this was a good change for her.

Now she had a purpose at least.

But he wasn't sure he liked it yet.

He looked down at his laptop, on which he had been doing his homework on, and noticed he had typed Emiko. 'I have to stop doing my homework when my mind is on other things.' He thought. He quickly erased her name and kept on typing, slightly disturbed.

After Maki left, Kichida Hiroshi leaned back in his chair. Everything about this Yamada situation was confusing him. The kid tries to kill his daughter, talks to her and threatens her, then disappears for two weeks. Then Emi, she thought she knew everything, but she didn't know half of what was going on in her life. She was slowly approaching seventeen. In one month, she would have her seventeenth birthday and that was day the plans for her future would be set in motion.

But the way things were going now, maybe things would have to be set in motion earlier.

That was when his phone rang. "Hello?" he said.

"Hiroshi." The voice of his ex-wife said, "What is going on with our family?"

"Carissa, I don't know what you've heard but-"

"I've heard plenty Hiroshi." She cut him off, "Why did you not tell me anything of what has happened in the last four months? Why didn't you tell me that our daughter was almost killed? That he's threatening our children now? That he went near our daughter again two weeks ago? Why didn't you or my children tell me these things?"

He had almost forgotten Carissa's temper, "I suppose our children didn't tell you for the same reasons I did. We didn't want to worry you. How did you find out all these things?"

"A letter in the mail, no return address and with pictures for proof. I had to call and see if it was all true."

Hiroshi spent the next half-hour explaining everything to his ex-wife. Tanaka had come and gone with a suspicious look when she realized who he was talking to. He'd have to explain later.

"I'm coming to Japan."

"That's really not necessary Carissa."

"I want to be with my children Hiroshi. I don't care if your wife doesn't like me. I am their mother and I want to be with them."

He was fighting a lost cause, "Okay then, you are welcome to stay here if you like, or maybe with Ryou."

"We'll see when I get there. Good-bye Hiroshi."

"Good-bye Cari."

"Don't call me Cari, Hiro." And she hung up on him.

"Touché." He muttered, but smiled a little.

Carissa Hayden had adopted her maiden name after divorcing her ex-husband. She fingered the necklace she wore when ever she was single. It was a single diamond on a silver chain. Instead of an engagement ring, Hiroshi had given her this necklace. She wasn't sure why she still wore it. There was something included in the letter she had not disclosed to her ex-husband.

Their daughter was lying to him.

She didn't know if Hiroshi knew about this tall boy who seemed to be in love with Emi, and that Emi seemed to be in love with him as well. If Emi hadn't told her about it, then she must want to keep it a secret.

Which was better for her that she knew. Emi didn't know the plans her father had for her, and that worried Carissa. Emi didn't like people deciding her future for her, and there was no doubt she would rebel against her father. That was the real reason she wanted to come to Japan, to help her daughter in more than one way.

Emi paced her room. Tomorrow couldn't come fast enough. She had conveyed her plan to Kyouya to buy her some time after school. Then he had abrubtly hung up on her. She guessed she deserved that, she had used to do that to him all the time.

At least tomorrow she would be free.

Well there you go, hope you enjoyed!

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~Cloudy