"Parton?" The other bluenet with the hime cut hair asked, raising his eyebrow in question. His eyes drew to Haruka for a quick moment before moving back to Ren for his answer. Ren held himself up, not fazed by the strength the man emulated.

"You heard me, she's my wide." Ren answered back, picking up some papers and looking them over. There were a couple second of silence before Ren pointed at a line on one of the papers he was looking at, as not to lose his place. "I think we need to discuss this part, here, about the-"

"But wouldn't you mean Jinguji Haruka? Not Nanami Haruka?" The blue haired man pried, his light blue eyes narrowing at the wealthy Jinguji, cutting him off without care. Ren let out a sign, clearly annoyed and trying to work. He muttered something under his breath, placing his papers down, fingers still curling around them, and looked the man right in his light blue collared eyes before answering.

"No, Masato, you are mistaken. I DID mean Nanami Haruka. Now, lets get back to work. Leave, Haruka." Ren said, the last part coming out through gritted teeth. Haruka nodded, taking a step back. She was desperate to leave, not wanting to be caught in the crossfire of the two young men. She just wanted to go back to her room and forget everything that just happened. Except for Otoya, she wanted to always remember him and his smile that could light up the room.

She moved back, looking over at Otoya for one last glimpse of him before possibly never seeing him again. He was frowning, looking sadly at Haruka. He was giving her a pleading look, not wanting her to leave just yet. It was as if he knew they may never see each other again, and it broke her heart that they both understood that. She gave him a light smile, letting her head droop a little.

She felt like crying, the pain being just too much for her. She could feel her heart twist in her chest, the feeling of loneliness that had become oh so familiar to her and bearable, striking her again, harder than ever. She realized just how desperate for another she had become throughout these long, hard years alone. And just when her saving grace had come, the same person was responsible for taking it away: Jinguji Ren. He had taken her life before and here he was, doing it again. And the worst part about it was, there was nothing she could do about it, she was too weak.

Haruka once again realized just how small and weak she was. She was reminded of all the pain she felt all those years. How hard it hurt to see him for the first time. Feeling the pain stab her through heart when she saw him flirt with other women, not even bothering to give her a chance. Feeling cased out, left for dead. A coldness creeping up through her skin, chilling her bones. She remembered watching as her 'husband' walked away from her on the first night of their marriage, her arm slung around the waist of his newest toy. Watching him turn the corner, kiss her, and disappear for a very long time. She remembered opening the door to her room for the first time, feeling the coldness and fear blow out through the door and engulf her. It was dark, big, and empty. She remembered shivering the entire night, the loneliness of the night chilling the air of the room.

She recalled the feeling of first getting dizzy, the first time she had to be sent to the hospital. The entire room was spinning and she felt numb. The only thing that she could feel was the terror of not being about to help herself, feeling the power seep out of her, like a soul leaving it's body. She really thought she would die, that she would end at that moment. But she was caught by a maid and brought to the hospital, where she was stuck for an entire week. She received plenty of gifts from her old maids, from back at her old home. But what really made it sad, was that her husband didn't even bother to see her.

She remembered all of the fear and doubt and coldness that she had experienced throughout her stay at the Jinguji household. Rejection from anyone and everyone. And all of these feelings and memories came back to her in a second, almost no time going by during all of that. She frowned, turning away from the table, from the four boys. Just as she moved to leave, 'Masato' spoke out again.

"Why doesn't she stay here." Masato spoke, his voice giving off more of a demand then a question. Haruka stopped and turned towards them again. She shook a little in nerveusement, hoping that Masato would drop the entire conversation and go back to ignoring her. She would rather face that cold, darkness then become the laughing stock of the room.

"She doesn't want to be here, isn't that right." Ren glared at Haruka, hinting for her to leave.

"I-I should be on my way." Haruka said, beginning to turn before Masato spoke once more.

"Sit." He ordered. Haruka felt a chill run down her spine from his command. She, frightened by his harsh commands, took a seat quickly. She sat on the end seat. Masato sat in the seat diagonal to her on her right side while Ren sat diagonal to her on her left side. Ren looked at her in annoyance before turning to glare at Masato. Haruka looked down at her lap where she twined her fingers together, catching the edge of the table cloth in her thumbs and fiddling with it.

Ren cleared his throat and continued on what he was saying a while ago, handing the papers to Masato to inspect. Haruka sat quietly while they talked it over, feeling the weight lift off her shoulders now that the attention was drawn from her. She felt a little warmth, knowing that she would not be forced into leaving the comfort of her new friend, Otoya. Her feeling had become jumbled up, making it hard for Haruka to reason with herself. She was afraid of Ren noticing her, yet she wanted desperately for him to see her. She wanted to leave and hide, far away from prying eyes, yet she yearned to stay and feel the warmth and comfort that the people around her -the company of others- engulfed her in.

Otoya walked past her, slipping a piece of paper in front of her, snapping her out of her deep thoughts. He had been trying to be sneaky, but failing horribly when all eyes quickly flickered to him. Haruka looked the paper over, deciphering what it said. On it was written: 'Sorry about that, I didn't mean to get yov in truble. But i'm glad you could stay!'. Haruka smiled at the messy handwriting he had, amused when he spelled trouble wrong (A/N: Thats how I always spell it), forgetting the 'o' and the word you looked like yov. Haruka turned her head and smiled at him in a forgiving way.

When she turned forward her eyes immediately met with a cold, dark blue gaze. She nearly jumped from her seat when she found Tokiya Hijirikawa's dark blue gaze locked on her. He was sitting up straight, peering over his younger brother to her. She blushed, knowing his extreme interest in her. She held eye contact for a while, not sure what else to do. Then, she tore away from his eyes, suddenly finding interest in the vast nothingness of the white wall to her left. She could tell his eyes hadn't moved from her yet, studying her. She felt like a newly discovered animal being examined thoroughly.

"Why don't you bring your wife with you." Haruka looked up at Masato who had interrupted her thought with hi sudden question, baffling her. She wasn't the only one surprised about the sudden suggestion. Tokiya stared at his younger brother with wide eyes, surprise written all over his face. Otoya, who had been fetching more tea for the younger Hijirikawa nearly dropped his tray, catching the cups and moving over to Masato.

"Really?!" Otoya asked, suddenly very excited. Ren had looked up from his papers, his jaw dropped in shock. He quickly cleared his throat, frowning.

"And why would I do that?" He asked.

"Because it's been three years since you've married her and this is the first time I've seen her face. Besides, as your wife, she should pay her respects to my family." Masato pointed out, stairing the young Jinguji in the eyes. They held eye contact, a silent fight buzzing between them.

"You never asked for that before." Ren pointed out through clenched teeth. Haruka shriveled down. "Why would it matter now?"

"Why are you so opposed? Beside, your wife looks like she could use some sun and fresh air." Masato's steady eyes quickly rolled over her, studying her pale complexion, before looking back at Ren. Haruka perked a little, liking the sound of getting out. She had spend over two months in the giant mansion without any air. It would be good for her to get out, breath in the clean air. She could almost feel the wind on her face, blowing through her hair. The sun's heat touching her skin, tingling her senses, warming her heart.

She could just imagine exploring again, looking through the grass for it's secrets. She couldn't help but picture Otoya running beside her. She could see him as a curious man, enjoying exploring the world for it's little hidden wonders, laughing and smiling all the way. She knew that the 3 long years of suffering, the stress, could all be washed away in an instant if she could go back to her routs for just a moment, let that little child out of her again. Let her explore and goof around just once more, like back at her old house, back then...her old home...

Maybe she could take that time to escape! She could sneak out at some point, run home. But she could get lost... She could always ask a police officer for directions, like her old maids told her to do if she ever got lost as a child! She was sure that if she went home, her old maids would hid her for sure! They loved her and would do anything to keep her happy. Now she just needed the okay from Ren.

She mentally groaned. There was no way he would let her out. He barely allows her to wander the ground, why would he let her go to another property? Unless he hoped he could dump her there...

Ren opened his mouth to answer. Haruka secretly crossed her fingers, hoping and praying for a surprise answer.

"Masato, my answer it-" Cut off!

What do you guys want Ren to say? It may or may not be up to you to decide, maybe. (Depends which way the votes go or it there are any. If the votes go in one direction then I will most likely choose it. If they are around even, then I'll go my way. )

Also, yes, Tokiya is a Hijirikawa in this story.