A/N: Well many of you asked for it and here it is. The much anticipated #61 (I really hope this doesn't disappoint your hopes for it). For those that don't read the Bitter series that is the parent story to this side story, Akio is Mori and Haruhi's oldest child. Enjoy!

Poll standings so far: Kyoya – 42, Mori – 27, Hunny – 7, Nekozawa – 6, Hikaru – 5, Kaoru – 5, Chika – 5, Satoshi – 2, Other – 1, and Tamaki 0. If you haven't voted and would still like to, you have until midnight CST tonight.

#61… Secret weapon for secret super hero identity – I can't explain this further. If I did, I might have to kill you.

#96… Unmasking a super villain – rips the mask right off without you getting too close. Again, I cannot explain further without having to kill you for knowing too much.

It all started one bright and sunny day at a birthday party for a newly turned four year old. And what did said four year old want? A super hero party. One of the things Akio loved to do was spend time with his father and his Uncle Satoshi, especially when his uncle told him stories about heroes using swords to defeat their foe. He wanted to be a super hero too!

His dream was to grow up and defeat evil… of course starting with his crazy Uncles Tamaki, Hikaru, and Kaoru. Are you asking yourself why dear reader? The answer is simple. Ever since he can remember (not that his life had been that long), he watched his father or his other uncles having to protect his mother from those three. Surely that meant that the three of them were evil villains (hey it made sense to a four year old dear reader and that is all that matters).

On the day of his party, his Uncle Satoshi arrived early with a special present just for him. Akio furiously ripped opened the paper and inside, he found his new super hero costume. "It really mine?"

"Yes, little man, it is, but you have to remember that you can't tell anyone who you really are. When you put on the suit, you become your secret identity. Promise?" Satoshi spoke solemnly, internally smiling at how utterly serious his small nephew appeared.

"I promith!"

"Okay, then raise your right hand… no, the other hand… now repeat after me… I do here by swear that I Akio Morinozuka…"

"I do… do… what?"

"Just say I, Akio Morinozuka…"

"I, Akio Morinoduka…"

"Promise to never…"

"Promith to neber…"

"Tell anyone…"

"Tell anybon…"

"My real identity…"

"My real ideny…"

"When I…"

"Ben I…"

"Am a super hero."

"Am a stuper hedo."

Ruffling his nephew's hair, Satoshi beamed and told him, "Excellent little man. Now what is your new name?"

"I Akio."

"I know, but you need a cool super hero name now." The uncle thought about it for a minute and snapped his fingers, "How about the Flying Dragon?"

"I tant fwy."

"I know that, but that can be your name."

"Daddy say you not stuppose to lie. Tat a lie." (Ah don't you love the honesty of a four year old dear reader?)

"Ok, then what do you want to be?"

"Has to have stuper."

"Ok. How about Super Samurai?"

Akio thought about it for a moment and finally nodded his agreement, a giant smile lighting up his face.

After his uncle helped him change into his costume (complete with a blue cape since that was his favorite color), the little boy donned his mask and he was finally incognito… at least as far as he was concerned. However, when Satoshi tried to usher him out of the room, he pulled on his uncle's pant leg and declared with a frown on his face, "I not done."

"What do you mean? You have your new costume on. I will be your helper. All super heroes have one person who knows their real identity. I'm that person. So I think we are okay."

Shaking his small head, the four year old frowned, "No! You say stuper hero stuppose to have shinai!"

Satoshi had to swallow a small laugh and finally said, "You're right! I can't believe I forgot that, especially if you are the Super Samurai. You do need a shinai!" And this is when the problem was discovered. They found Akio's small shinai, but they didn't have a belt to hold the bamboo sword.

Watching from outside the room, Haruhi shook her head and went to her own room. After finding what she needed, she waddled into her son's room (dear reader she was about six months pregnant with her second child, Hitomi at this time). "I think I can help," she announced.

"Mommy, you not stuppose to know!" Akio accused and looked on the verge of throwing a temper tantrum.

Haruhi winked and sank onto her knees in front of her child, "Don't worry. Besides helpers, mommies and daddies always know the super hero secret." What she didn't tell her son was that Mori was outside the door filming everything for posterity sake. Wrapping a long leather strap around her son's waist, she tied it into a makeshift sword sheath and helped attach his shinai. Her four year old was growing up and ready to go out and save the world… or at least pretend to at the party. Whether from her pregnancy hormones or from realizing her baby boy was not so babyish any longer, tears started to burn her eyes and she pulled her son into her arms for a hug.

Akio stood there for a moment and then started to push his mother away, "No mommy! I a stuper hedo not a baby!"

Wiping her eyes, she allowed her brother-in-law to help her up as she proclaimed, "You will always be my baby. Now, go have fun saving the world." The little boy ran off and disappeared down the hall. His footsteps getting fainter the further away from his room he got, and when she couldn't hear him any longer, she turned on the younger man, "You do realize that he will probably be the one that will try to dress up and save the world when he's an adult. If that happens, I'm coming after you."

"I think he might start with trying to rid the world of Tamaki," Satoshi joked and escorted his sister-in-law to her waiting husband.

The party was great and the only person Akio actually attacked was Tamaki. When his uncle tried to order him to stop, the four year old announced, "Who Akio? I not Akio. I Stuper Stamurai!" He never broke character, and when he went to bed that night, he dreamed of defeating real villains…

Akio's Dream World…

Akio returned home from school and found out that his mother had been kidnapped. His father looked distraught and he proclaimed, "Don't wordy daddy! I stave her!" Changing into his super hero costume, he left the house by a secret exit and rushed to find Haruhi.

It was no secret where she was being kept because the Blond Bandit and his two redheaded henchmen were his arch enemies and they had taken her to the Tower of Ouran.

Scaling the side of the building, he found her tied to a chair and he went over and used his super strength to rip the bonds away. Suddenly, the door to the tower room burst open and three masked men entered sneering and laughing maniacally. The Blond Bandit and his devil assistants had appeared. Whipping out his shinai, Akio took on all three evil doers at the same time. Using his shinai to make hit after hit and then to sweep his enemy off their feet.

When all three had been defeated, he grabbed the rope that had been used to tie his mother to the chair and used it to tie the three bad guys together so that the police could pick them up, but first thing was first. He had to unmask his enemy. Using his shinai to rip the masks off one by one, he had been shocked to find three of his uncles. Shaking his head and clucking his tongue, he said, "You hood know bwetter Undle Tama. I win!"

"Oh Super Samurai! Thank you for saving me!" Haruhi rushed to him and embraced him. Whispering in his ear, she said, "But please be careful. You are still my baby."

A minute later, the police rushed into the room and the Super Samurai disappeared. Once again saving the day and putting evil behind bars.

End Akio's dream…

Haruhi and Mori checked on their son before they climbed into bed that night and noticed the huge smile on his sleeping face. "What do you think he's dreaming about?" The mother queried.

Lifting his eyebrow, Mori didn't have to wonder too much. He pretty much guessed he was dreaming about beating up a certain someone, however, instead of admitting that he wrapped his arm around her and said, "He is probably saving the world."

"Yah," Haruhi grinned and walked with her husband towards their own bedroom. It had been a long day and they were both exhausted.

Twenty years later on Halloween…

Akio had gone out to a Halloween party with some friends dressed as he one had been as a four year old (with an updated version of the costume dear reader… well and a larger size). Choosing to get some fresh air, he was walking down the block when he heard a woman cry out. He didn't think, he only acted on instinct as he rushed to her side.

Arriving at the scene, he found someone dressed as Batman trying to grab a woman, and from the looks of things, she didn't want to go. Pulling out his shinai, he called out, "I think you better let her go!"

"Get lost kid. This is my girl, find your own!" The offender growled.

"See the problem is, she doesn't want to go with you."

"A minor misunderstanding. She broke up with me, but I'm here to change her mind."

"Not happening. Either you let her go or I make you."

Laughing, Batman scoffed, "Ha! I'd like to see you try!"

That was all the invitation he needed. Lifting his shinai into the air, he rushed forward and hit the arm that was holding the woman. The perp immediately released her with a howl of pain. Akio didn't stop there. Using a sweeper kick, he knocked the man's feet out from under him, and with a well-placed karate chop, he knocked the man unconscious.

"Is… Is he dead?" The woman asked, a tremor present in her voice.

Standing up, Akio smiled as he responded, "No, he's just out for the count and will have one massive headache when he wakes up. Are you alright?"

"Umm yes, thank you."

"No problem." He pulled out his phone and called his Uncle Kyoya to have someone come "pick up the garbage" as he used his shinai to unmask the man. Hanging up the phone he told her, "The police will be by to pick him up in a couple minutes. Is this someone you know?"

"My ex. Um, who are you?"

His smiling growing, he said, "The Super Samurai." He took off before she could ask any more questions, his grin never leaving his face. The woman had been someone he recognized from his senior year in college… someone he had a crush on back then, and with the way his heart was beating, it seemed as if it was a crush he had yet to get over.

A couple days later, a dozen roses were sent to a third grade teacher with a card that read, "Will you have dinner with me tonight? I'll be here after school for your answer. ~The Super Samurai." (Dear reader, of course they went out to dinner together… the first of many.)