A/N: For those following some of my other stories… Haruhi's Bitter Days and Memories Beyond December have been finished and put to bed. As for this story, it should wrap up in about the next 5-6 chapters.

So Masami lived and Chika has been in her corner watching out for her. Yasu has sent Haruhi a huge message, but now he is lying low and letting everything sink in. Hunny wouldn't let Haruhi leave him and convinced her to stay. Sierra Wood… it was not intentional, but now that you mention it, I can see it too. LOL. Everyone, enjoy the new chapter and let me know what you think. Thank you!

Chapter 56 – Yuki Sato Arrested

Another week had gone by and it was almost time to make his next move. He had to wait just a little bit longer. Until then Yasu waited and watched. He wasn't sure where they were keeping Haruhi, but she had to be close and surely he would be led to her eventually. They belonged together and when it was all said and done, no one could keep them apart.

Sitting in his room with the TV on for noise, Yasu was looking through the few pictures he kept for himself. A couple of them were of him and Haruhi together, and another one was of just Haruhi. He remembered that day very well. It was the day that Haruhi realized that they belonged together and that Yasu was not willing to let her go. He had taught her a lesson about saying she was going to break up with him the night before and he had hurt her more than he intended. The next day, he showed up with flowers and an apology. She tried to turn him away, but he was adamant and in the end Haruhi was convinced she needed to stay where she was.

Yasu rubbed his finger over her face in the picture as a gentle caress, "Don't worry Haruhi. They won't keep us apart forever. We will be back together soon enough. I will take care of those so called friends of yours and then we will go away, somewhere we will not be found. Of course you need to be punished for what you did to me, but you already knew that. Just remember that only I can love you the right way until the end of time." Bringing the snapshot to his lips, he kissed her and then placed the picture on the nightstand propped up against the lamp as he started to look at the other pictures and think about the times he had Haruhi in his arms.

"You know Haruhi, when everything happens, they won't know what hit them. I will do them a favor though; I will make sure their deaths are quick. I want to make them suffer like I have suffered, but since I am the better man I will give them this small indulgence. It is funny, they had all of the upscale upbringing and I am the one that is the gentleman. Don't worry, they won't feel a thing," he sneered.

Kyoya's office…

"Damn it! Where is this bastard?" Kyoya yelled as another report came in that his men had failed to catch Yasu. He wanted to blame his officers, but he knew that he couldn't. He was frustrated and angry. Yasu has managed to escape captivity up until this point and no one can seem to find him. Even Kasanoda was having problems locating the perpetrator. He felt so close to losing it and then he would be reminded that he is the one that needs to keep his head right now. He was the one in charge and managing the whole operation. People were counting on him and it would not do for him to be driven crazy by a maniac.

Sitting down at his desk, Kyoya rested his elbows on his desk and rested his face in his hands. He knew he was missing something, but he wasn't sure what it was. Masami had been of no help because they only stayed at her apartment. He had his men scour her home for anything that would give them a clue to where he was… nothing was found. Yasu was proving to be cunning and conniving, but he was not Kyoya Ootori. Grabbing his phone, he called the commander of his police force, "Bring in Yuki Sato and then I want a team to search the house and look for anything that will lead us to her son. Call Daisuke and have him meet us at headquarters." He didn't wait to see if the man agreed with his orders, he just hung up the phone after he gave the directive. They had brought her in or questioned her at her house multiple times, but they never got any answers. Today he would get his answers.

Kyoya grabbed his jacket and stepped out of his office. Turning to his secretary, he stated, "Cancel all my meetings and calls today. I will be out the remainder of the day." With that he walked out of the building and into his waiting car. It was time to play hardball. Yuki Sato was not going anywhere until they knew where Yasu was. It was something that should have been done a long time ago, but since she appeared in fragile health, he had allowed the men to go easy on her. No more. He managed hospitals, if she was so frail, he would get someone to treat her.

As he was making his way to the police headquarters, his cell phone started to ring, "Ootori here."

"Kyoya, Hunny won't let me talk to Haruhi, and Haruhi won't answer her phone when I call," Tamaki cried into the phone.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, the Shadow King sighed. This was not who he wanted to talk to right now, "Haruhi is going through a lot right now Tamaki, and the last thing she needs is for you to hover over her."

"But Kyoya, I tried to apologize, and since I explained myself to her, she has ignored me."

That caught Kyoya's attention, "What do you mean?"

Tamaki really needed to learn how to think before he spoke sometimes. Clearing his throat, he relayed everything that happened, "So since then she won't talk to me."

"You idiot! She is going through emotional turmoil right now and a psychopath is out to get her and possibly try to get us as well. Emotionally she was already stretched to her limit and you probably sent her over the edge. Did you not think about how it would affect her and everything she is already dealing with?"

"Well, I thought she would want the apology and to know that I took responsibility for my actions," Tamaki meekly cried.

"Leave her alone until this blows over unless it pertains to the case at hand. She has enough on her plate without having to placate you or sooth your ego. If Hunny is not letting you talk to her it is probably because he is protecting her and knows that she doesn't want to talk to you right now. Leave her alone and if I find out that you are harassing her, I will make sure you regret it more than what you did to her in the past. You know, I wondered why her reaction was so strong against you and not wanting to be alone with you. The pressuring her and saying the things you did to her made sense to me, but this explains everything."

"I wouldn't have done anything! I just wanted to see…!"

"Keep telling yourself that Tamaki. You forced your touch on her in intimate places when you knew she didn't want it. You may not have raped her, but you started to," Kyoya sneered wondering who this man was because the Tamaki he knew wouldn't do that to a princess.

"I, I…"

"You should also know that I know of your father's involvement in Haruhi's life."

"Involvement?"

"He meddled in her career and her schooling. Why don't you ask him about it? I have to say you and Hikaru are a pair, and the Suoh family owes Haruhi a lot."

"What do you mean?" Tamaki really didn't understand what his father had to do with anything.

"Ask your father. I have to go, and Tamaki?"

"Yes?"

"Leave her alone," Kyoya dictated and then hung up the phone sliding it into his pocket. He got out of the car and walked into the intimidating building. He only had to wait for Yuki to arrive since Daisuke was already waiting for him. Looking at the subordinate, he stated, "Come with me."

Daisuke watched as Kyoya entered the headquarters like he was the devil himself and it did not give him a positive feeling. He knew hell was going to be paid today and he could only hope that he survived it. Following his boss, they entered a large office he knew belonged to Kyoya. Well at least it wasn't an interrogation room.

"Have a seat," Kyoya said as he took his own seat behind the desk. When the other man was seated, he explained, "I am having your aunt brought in."

"Ok. Hasn't she been brought in before?" Daisuke asked wondering what this had to do with him.

"She will be with us an extended period of time. You will be the one guarding her. If she passes you information, you give it to me directly. Until we know where your cousin is, she will not be going home." He saw the horrified expression that appeared on Daisuke's face, "You have a choice here, help or lose your job. Your cousin has acquired information about me and five of my friends, has been leaving little gifts and causing emotional torture for another friend, has promised to take her back, and evades capture. Did I also mention he has acquired guns and ammo? This is a war and your cousin will be caught, or would you prefer to have the murders and torture of 7 people on your head. You can either help us or I will lock you up also until we have him in custody so that I know you are not helping him again. What is your decision?"

There was only one decision he could make. Daisuke had been learning a lot about his cousin and none of it was good. He had to be stopped and if he could help in that, then he would feel like he made up for helping Yasu in the beginning. Kyoya was right, Yuki was the best option and she wouldn't trust just anyone to pass information to, "I will help you."

"Good answer. When she gets here, I will be conducting her interview. You will be in the booth listening in. If you pick up any coded message or anything that doesn't sound right, you will tell me. I want your present at all of her interrogations and like I said, you will be the one taking care of her," Kyoya stated bluntly.

"Sir, she isn't in the best of health," Daisuke informed Kyoya.

Lifting an eyebrow, Kyoya smirked, "I am well aware of that and you know I am also in charge of several hospitals. So that is of little consequence. She will be made comfortable here; more comfortable than your cousin would be, and if needed, I will bring in a doctor or take her to the hospital."

"Yes, sir."

"Now that we have that out of the way, she should be arriving any minute now. I am also having a team search her apartment. Come with me and we will await her arrival," the Shadow King informed the other man.

Yuki did indeed arrive a few minutes later. She didn't understand what these men wanted with her again. She didn't know where her son was and even if she did, she wouldn't tell them. Her son was innocent in all of this and it was nothing more than a witch hunt. If they wanted to blame someone, they needed to blame the girl that set him up. It was all Haruhi Fujioka's fault. She was led into a room with a table and some chairs. One man was standing in the corner watching her and another man dressed in a nice suit sat down at the table.

"Sato-san thank you for coming. Please have a seat. I am Kyoya Ootori," the former Host Club vice president introduced himself.

"Ootori-sama why am I here?" Yuki asked confusion evident in her mind. Why was this man interviewing her?

"You were brought here under my orders. The Ootori family has several ventures and we own our own private police force. They are in charge of locating your son and getting him into custody. You have been here a couple of times, but you have yet to provide them with anything to help our case."

"My son is innocent! It's that bitch Fujioka's fault! She brought false accusations against him and sent him to jail. Now that he is out, she has told more lies in order for him to go away again."

Daisuke cringed behind the mirror. He knew his boss did not like anyone accusing his friends of something they didn't do, and he didn't like it when someone insulted his friends. He prayed his aunt would live.

The folder that was sitting in front of Kyoya was opened and pictures were placed in front of Yuki, "Do these look like false accusations to you? Your son attempted to rape her after he hit her. This wasn't the first time he hit her either."

"If he hit her, it was because she deserved it. He doesn't like to be toyed with and he doesn't like it when people talk back. He has a short temper and only likes to be talked to with respect. He is a lot like his father in that way. As for the rape, she wanted it. He told me that she seduced him and then set him up."

With that statement, a couple of things became clear to Kyoya: first, Yasu has hit his own mother, and second, it is more than probable that she was hit by her husband too. "Abuse in any form is not right. Hitting my friend is not right. Hitting you is not right," Kyoya raised his voice slightly to make his point.

"Your friend?" Yuki asked suddenly afraid of her situation.

"That's right. Haruhi Fujioka is a close personal friend of mine. We went to school together and your son separated her from her friends. She hasn't lied about him; he is the liar here and the fact that you are helping him doesn't make you much better. Did you know he has purchased guns or that he put someone in the hospital when their usefulness was done? Look at these pictures. This girl did nothing but try to help someone she thought was in need and when he was done with her, he hit her in the head with a gun and fractured her skull. She deserved that? She almost died and had to go through surgery to release the pressure on her brain!"

Yuki was shaken. The girl in the hospital bed looked like she was already gone from this earth. Touching the pictures, she saw nothing but violence. Her son could not do that to someone, she was sure of it. Yes, he lost his temper, but he was always justified. This couldn't have been him. They were lying, they had to be lying. "H-H-He couldn't have done this," she tried to sound firm, but it only came out as a whisper.

Chuckling mirthlessly, Kyoya sneered, "He did this and so much more. We will find him and you can either help or hinder the investigation."

"Take me home. I want to go home," Yuki pleaded as she pushed the pictures away from her.

"You aren't going home. You will stay here until we can find your son. It is for your protection as well as making sure you can't help him any longer. The emotional and mental torture you helped inflict has been enough to last more than a dozen lifetimes," he declared as he started to gather the pictures and noticed her perplexed look along with one of fear, "All of those pictures and items you saved from his time with Haruhi were left in strategic locations for me or one of my friends to find them so that we could give them back to her. He knew that it would breed an air of terror around her and it did. I can't let you help your son any longer. You will stay here until we catch him." Pushing a button to signal a guard to enter, Kyoya instructed him to take Yuki to her room and watch her until relief arrived.

When Yuki was gone, Kyoya released a loud pent up breath. He felt like he got nowhere with her and yet, he had found out some new information. Haruhi wasn't the only one Yasu tried to control.

Daisuke walked into the interrogation room and inquired, "Did you want me to go to her now?"

"Sit down for a minute. Did you know that your aunt was abused also?" Kyoya questioned.

Shaking his head, the officer answered, "Sadly, no. I don't even think my mother knew about it and they are close. I think if we would have known, we would have done something to help. She looked surprised about the second set of pictures you showed her. I am not sure if it will reach her or not, but she may listen now. You have to understand that Yasu lied to us and made us believe whatever he wanted us to see and believe. He never gave us cause to doubt him. Of course now I am finding that there was a lot of reason to doubt him. It isn't her fault that she trusts what he has told her or that she wants to help her son."

"I know that. She has lived a hard life and a mother's love is always for her son. Go to her and guard her. If you learn anything, call me," Kyoya told him.

"Hai Ootori-sama!" Daisuke stood and bowed before leaving the room. He wondered if his aunt could be convinced to see reason, but he just wasn't sure. Yasu was her only child and the light of her life; and he could do no wrong in her eyes.

Kyoya finished gathering all of the pictures and put them into the folder again. Even if she didn't have information, at least she wasn't going to be helping her son any longer. As he walked back to his office, everything he knew about Yasu and the conversation he just had with the maniac's mother played through his head and he suddenly paused. A light bulb had gone off in his head and he quickly pulled out his phone to make one more call. He might know where the man was and if not, he was sure he could flush him out so that the lunatic would be in custody once again. It had to work.