Disclaimer: So. Hello. I'd just like to throw this out there before the pitchforks start flying: I do not own Ouran or Furuba, but I do own my plot. ^^

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It was cold. Dreadfully cold. The wind nipped at his gloved fingers, and the snow piled atop his jacket covered shoulders. It was around eleven, and he should have been at the school by that time. However, because Tohru and Kyo had been given the day off, he decided that it would be alright to skip a day. There was a quick gust of air and the boy looked up and saw the source of the wind. An aircraft had flown over his head at such a low altitude, he wondered how he did not hear the loud blazing of the engines beforehand. Squinting toward the sky, he saw a sleek plane, almost a blur at its high speed, and a second later heard the blast that he had not heard before. Then once again, a few moments later, the same aircraft turned and returned to its previous course, never to be seen again. He continued his way through the white snow that had been piled along the sidewalk to the school that he had spent the last few months in.

As he walked, he felt the stares of the older people. He could sense their confusion of why a high school student-such as himself- be out and about the streets. Nonetheless, the citizens of the town grew bored of wondering and let him be, continuing to do whatever it was they were doing previously. Walking into a small shop, sweeping away the snow that had been collecting on their driveway, sipping on the warm liquid that was contained in their hands, or finishing the last few pages of the book they had been reading. The teen recalled Tohru's worried voice from the kitchen when he had told her that he would not be going to school that day. Her thin hands had been rinsing away the dirt and grime from the plates that the rest of the household had used when she heard his voice drift through the room. He had known the night previous that the two of them would be given the day off and had then decided that he wanted to spend the day with the two of them. Yes, even Kyo. Tohru had been startled by his soft voice and turned to face him and told him that he should be at Ouran by now. He explained to her that he wanted to spend the day with her, but she pestered him about how he shouldn't miss a school day just for her. He wasn't able to convince her that it was alright, and was now taking the time to amble to the school campus. Worried for his wellbeing, she had made sure that he was well dressed and that he had something warm to drink along the way. In his gloved hands, was a thermos filled with warm green tea. She had wanted to give him hot chocolate, but he politely refused telling her that he disliked anything to do with a chocolate flavor. He remembered that she smiled and waved while he walked off to his destination.

The gates to the now familiar school building had been locked, and because of his recent lateness, he was aware of how to notify the secretary to open the gates. He turned to the right side of the gate and pressed the small gold button located below a large speaker.

"Welcome to Ouran Academy, how may I help you?" The voice of the secretary had been a chipper one and in some way, it reminded the silver haired teen of his younger cousin Momiji. He vaguely remembered a moment from a few years back when his blond haired cousin had gotten a hold on a large amount of sweets at a family event. The boy did not shut his mouth until his had finally passed out with exhaustion. With the button still held down with his pointer finger he spoke through the speaker and gave a smile at the security camera to the left of it.

"Yuki Sohma, second year. I apologize for my lateness,"

"No worries, Sohma-sama. I hope you have a wonderful day," There was no need for a note, and the electric gates opened with a click. He gave a slight wave to the camera and entered the gates and made his way to the High school wing of the academy. Zipping open his backpack and glancing at the digital clock that appeared on his cell phone, he knew that it was around lunch time now. He placed it back into the small pocket next to his Ipod before continuing onto the lunch area. Traveling up the stairs and past several classrooms, he overheard the conversations of his peers. None of them had been interesting enough, so he continued to the lunch area without a hitch. As he walked, he stopped once to remove his heavy jacket and place it inside of his backpack. Doing this, his hair became ruffled and unruly; he attempted to smooth it out, but the action did not help much. He sighed and continued to the large doors and opened them looking at the immense space around him.

"We'll take the 'D' lunch today," He heard a familiar voice at the space where orders were placed and to be given to the student. Or in this case, students. After the two had ordered and received their trays they glance up at their elder student.

"Yuki-chan! You're here today! Now Tono can finally stop bugging us about where you are," The two of them had walked on either side of their shorter Host Club member. Yuki rolled his eyes at the mention of his leader's worried ways and spoke sharply to them:

"Don't think I forgive you for planting those dresses in my closet. As of right now I am in the process of separating each piece of fabric into the correct color patterns. I believe my gift to you will be the ashes of all that remains,"

"Will you just let that go?" Hikaru muttered as he placed his tray down on the table. Kaoru nodded and continued, "Yuki-chan, I don't even remember putting something like that in your closet. I don't even think it's that bad. Why don't you just give it to that girl who seemed to live with you?" Yuki became silent after hearing that question.

'I didn't think of that. Honda-san may have liked them very much. Although I don't believe I would like Shigure seeing her in any of those outfits. Now that I've thought this through, that is not a wonderful idea,' He took out the bento box that Tohru had handed to him before he left and started to eat after giving a small thanks. He took a few bites before speaking to the two of them.

"I don't believe that would be a good idea. My cousin you spoke with over the phone tends to have inappropriate behavior around girls in outfits such as those," He put that quite bluntly and left the twins to stare at him with smirks on their faces.

"Well, what about boys in 'outfits such as those'" Hikaru joked out remembering the little comment about someone who would be happy to make more dresses for him. He saw his senpai choke slightly on the dish he was eating and started laughing. Those who had paused in their eating to witness the scene being played out to them had made a strange face.

With a shaky breath Yuki stammered," I-I don't think he would. At least I'm not sure," Kaoru rolled his eyes and the trio was able to eat in a comfortable silence. That is, until Tamaki had arrived.

"Yuki-kun! You've returned to me!"

"When have I ever been 'yours'?"

"Ever since you became part of the Host Club, silly!"

"That makes absolutely no sense Tamaki-san,"

"You called me Tamaki! Daddy is so proud. My daughter is so precious," Tamaki hugged Yuki tightly by the waist and refused to let go. This had been a normal occurence, and the silver haired boy gave a slight shrug before continuing to eat. The twins had stared at the two of them until the whole lunch break had been completed seeing how Tamaki did not relinquish the grip.

'Honestly, the two of them just need to go out already.'

II

There was a sound of a door closing and the turning of a key into a lock. Shuffling, then a silence. A slamming of a drawer and papers falling to the floor.

"Shigure, what are you doing in my office?"

"Well, I wouldn't call it an office Ha-san. It's more of a," There was a long pause and the man in the white lab coat knew that Shigure found this humorous. Then, Shigure continued, "basement,"

"That doesn't explain why you are in my office looking through confidential medical files meant to only be seen my immediate family," Hatori evaded the numerous boxes placed on the floor and continued, "It is against the law to break doctor-patient confidentiality,"

"You know what Ha-san, how is it that I didn't hear you enter the room when there are all these boxes scattered across the floor. I must be getting old," So he was avoiding the subject now, is he. He saw his cousin ignore him and continue to flip through pages without a care in the world.

"Shigure, this is serious. Tell me why you are here or else I will have to kick you out," When Shigure seemed to ignore him yet again, Hatori placed his palms on his shoulders, "I can lose my job, if this get's out. I will lose the license that allows me to even have this job. Do you understand?" Shigure waved his hand without response, removed the hands from his shoulders and made his way out the door with the file in tow.

"I am not kidding. You cannot come in here whenever you want, take a look at my things, not even if I leave it out in the open. I could give you permission, but I shall not because you would need permission from the so called person you are reading about. Both of those things are what you do not have, and you as well as I could and will be punished for that if word comes out that you were reading these files. You are no longer allowed in this temporary office nor my usual one any longer because of what you have just violated. Do you understand Shigure?" Hatori finished, words sharp and voice low. While he could not see Shigure's facial expression, he knew the man was not at all intimidated.

"You know Ha-san, you shouldn't be worried about either of us. Akito-sama asked me specifically do bring him Yuki's medical file." The doctor glared at the writer harshly.

'This isn't funny. It isn't something to be laughed about. Even if it was requested by Akito, I could be stripped of my license, Shigure being punished by law,' He was frustrated. Very. When Shigure had left the room Hatori by saying, "At least now I understand why you've been making me watch over Yuki-kun. This seems very, very serious. I'm off!" he let all of his anger out and slammed the counter. Pens, papers, and a stapler rolled down and landed to ground with a clunk. The doctor felt a headache building and rubbed his temples slightly.

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Since I won't be able to update like I used to for the next two weeks, I decided that there will be updates on Friday, Sunday, and Wednesday. Also, anyone who can guess my birthday gets a little drabble of their choice from me! (500 words or less) The hint for all of you readers out there is that it is on a holiday. I guess I'll cut of the deadline for guessing on the 21st, unless that is someone guesses... ^^ Critiques, comments, questions, flames, bricks, pocky, legos, you know where to send them.