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Me: Right!

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I was bored. Simple as that. I was sitting in the back room of the host club, relaxing after a long day of school.

Tailyr, Honey, and Mori were all off at some martial arts tournament. Lucky them. The wouldn't be back until the next day, Tuesday. The twins were chasing Haruhi, Tamaki was chasing the twins, Haruhi was God knows where – hiding if she was smart – and Lily was yelling at the twins and Tamaki. Which just left Karsyn and Kyoya, well no one really cares about Kyoya, to hang out with. I wondered where Karsyn was at.

"Kyoya you in here!" someone shouted opening the door, just a crack.

"No just me," I responded.

"Oh, thank God," Karsyn sighed, coming into the room all the way. She came in and flopped on the opposite end of the couch as me. She seemed a little exhausted.

"Hey Kar you come here often?" I asked suggestively.

She just laughed and shook her head.

"Do you want to?" I continued, just as suggestively.

"Are you ever going to get a new catchphrase?" she asked, amused.

"I'll tell you when you're older.," I said waving my hand dismissively.

"We have a special event coming up on Friday." Kyoya told Karsyn and I as he entered the back room, not looking up from his black book.

"Sorry I won't be here." Karsyn stated with her what I like to call her 'all knowing smile. "And neither will Lily."

"Really why?" He asked, his eyes leveling to a glare at Karsyn. I didn't like that glare.

"Choir trip."

"A choir trip?" he repeated flatly.

"Yep."

"And you didn't feel the need to tell me?" He wasn't too enthusiastic about this bit of information.

"I just did."

"I meant sooner and are you really sure choir is the best class to be taking here? I mean, in America it was fine, but here-"

"Why does it embarrass you to say that your girlfriend's in choir? Oh wait a minute according to everybody else you don't have a girlfriend!" Karsyn stood to her feet, her fists clenched to her sides. I didn't know what she was talking about.

"Karsyn is this really the best time to be having this discussion?" He sounded like he thought he was so much better. I kind of got the feeling that I should leave.

"I can't believe you think so little of me!" she shouted angrily.

"Karsyn," he pleaded, like he wanted her to handle this conversation some other time.

"Save it! I don't want to hear it Kyoya!" she said her voice breaking. "I'm tired of fighting and I'm tired of you acting like I'm not good enough. We … We're through."

"Karsyn!" he cried.

"Just leave me alone.," she said softly, walking out the door. He made no effort, besides helpless staring, to stop her.

I rose to my feet, glaring down at Kyoya. I was only a couple of inches taller but I was a farm boy so I had some more muscles about me. I had a different intimidation factor from him. I couldn't kill them socially but I could do some damage.

-Karsyn-

I left, walking along the halls hazily. When I thought I was far away from the host club as possible I leaned against the nearest wall and slid down to the floor.

Marx walked up, crouching down in front of me, his hazel green eyes resting on me. They were full of worry, which was new for him.

"You look down Marx, something the matter?" I asked, trying to dodge the subject but address it at the same time. I knew he was curious. I hadn't let either of my friends know that Kyoya and I had been fighting nearly everyday. They had enough to worry about. Especially Tailyr.

"No," he said flatly.

"You're lying."

"What about you Karsyn what's wrong with you?" he asked. "You see if you're going to admit it," he snapped when I hesitated to answer.

"Everything," I whispered quietly. He wasn't expecting that.

"What?" he nearly choked from shock.

"Everything's wrong," I admitted.

"Did Kyoya do something to you?" he demanded. "I mean, something more than that whole not telling anyone that he's got a girlfriend thing?"

"I think you have me confused with Tailyr it's her you have to be protective to."

"That's not the point. Did you Kyoya do something to you?" He was pretty insistent on knowing.

"No."

"Then what's wrong?" he demanded.

"It's him! It's Kyoya. Ever since we came here and he's back in his homeland, it's like all he cares about is impressing people with his money. He doesn't act like the Kyoya I met in America. And sometimes it seems like he's embarrassed by me and we've been arguing a lot."

"It's more than just that, isn't it?" He was being pretty perceptive today.

"I miss home Marx, I miss my best friend," I told him, tears beginning to slide down my cheeks. I was amazed that I was crying in front of Marx. I never did that. Ever. Not to say I didn't cry but not about things like this. I wasn't like Tailyr. I did have emotions.

"It does seem she's been preoccupied for the past few weeks," he agreed. "Now that I think about I haven't seen you and Tailyr hanging out as much as you used to. Does Tailyr know you and Kyoya have been arguing?"

"No."

"Well, then here," he said, holding out his arms.

"What?" I asked confused, tilting my head to the side.

"You need a hug," he stated simply, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Marx you don't give hugs," I said.

"Well it's Japan. New country, new rules."

I laughed and rolled my eyes. I leaned over and hugged him. "I can't take it anymore Marx. I want to go home," I mumbled into his shoulder.

"Okay." He instantly rose to his feet and helped me up. "Let's get out of here."

"You ready?"Marx asked.

"Shouldn't you be staying here, I mean Tailyr is your sister and all," I said. Really, I was just concerned about who was going to handle her wrath when she found me gone.

"Tailyr will be fine. She has Lily. I'm more worried about you at the moment," he told me.

"I don't have suicidal tendencies if that's what you mean," I deadpanned, glaring at him slightly.

"Perhaps I miss home too?" he challenged, raising an eyebrow in a very un-Marx like way.

"Don't say perhaps," I said, looking away.

"Why?"

"You sounded too much like Kyoya at that moment."

"Flight 345 to America is now boarding." the overhead said.

My heart started to pound in my chest. Marx and I grabbed our bags and we headed to the boarding terminal.

-Tailyr-

I bounced up to my room, expecting to find my friends waiting for me.

"Karsyn! Marx! I'm home!" I announced happily. When I didn't receive a response, I frowned and went to check Marx's room.

I pushed the door open and my bag dropped to the floor. There wasn't any sign that my brother was there. There wasn't any sign that there was anyone even living there. I dashed to Karsyn's room. Same thing.

"Karsyn! Marx! This isn't funny! Stop it guys!" I called, my heart plummeting to my feet.

"They left," came the headmaster's voice.

I whipped around, my eyes widening with shock and anger. "What do you mean they left?" I shouted.

"It means exactly that. Marx and Karsyn came home, packed their bags, said they were leaving, told me the flight number, and then left," the headmaster said, point blank. He was very blunt and it couldn't register in my head.

They left? Why? When? This doesn't make sense, I stared at him dazed for a moment. I'd been hit in the face and not been this confused.

After a long moment of my awed staring I managed to choke out another question. "When did they leave?"

"Two hours ago."

How depressing, right? Well. Things just got very interesting. I hope everyone likes. Oh. BTW. Karson27 wrote most of this chapter. Actually, she wrote like all of it.