Author's Note:

Welcome back to the 6th installment of "The Last Straw" series, or what has turned into the Ouran Soap Opera.

If you're new to this soap opera, go back to the first story – "The Last Straw". Otherwise, none of this will make any sense. Give it a chance. The first story is a little rough, but I get better as I go along.

As with all the other stories, individual warnings for each chapter.

Drop a review – Dad and I would love to hear from you. I read every one of them to him. Makes his week.

Extra warning – This chapter may only cover a couple of hours, but some really heavy shit goes down. Hang on. It's a bumpy ride.

.

xXx

.

Date Posted: 10/22/2022

Trigger Warnings: Language and Violence

The Painful Truth - Chapter 5: Discovery

.

Monday, September 26 (Continued):

Afternoon, Lounge, Shido Estate:

"Do you think we should ask her to move out?" I stared at Umeji trying to figure out who he meant. "Yuki-chan. Do you think she should move out?"

"Why?"

He nodded at my huge belly.

"You're overreacting."

"Two of her friends have been kidnapped, and no one knows why. I think you're underreacting."

"They weren't taken from an estate, and they weren't taken out from under Ootori or Shido guards. It has nothing to do with us."

"Then why did Kyoya flood the estate with extra security?"

We turned to the door at the sound of a throat being cleared. "Shido-sama, Shido-sama, the Black Onion Squad security is being withdrawn. Threat assessment shows the current situation has nothing to do with this estate or the residents."

"Thank you."

He left, and I turned back to Umeji, "Yuki-chan stays."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Library, Morinozuka Estate:

"Are you ready for your test tomorrow?"

About ten minutes readier than I was ten minutes ago when you asked me that. "Not quite." Medical school waits for no one. Even with the Ootori name, I couldn't get my finals delayed if I wanted to.

"Alright." She turned back to her laptop but didn't start typing. The stress is giving her writer's block.

Another fifteen minutes and I knew this wasn't working for either of us.

"How about some ice cream?"

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Warehouse in Tokyo – nowhere near the docks:

Shinobu'd tried explaining, but I couldn't understand a word she said with that gag in her mouth.

All I could figure out was she was mixed up in something yakuza related, and I'd been taken to make her talk.

I'd gotten to the point where I couldn't even look at her.

After everything I went through to distance myself from Ritsu's business. Hearing that raid planned and moving out of his compound in the middle of the night. Then that shooting at the noodle restaurant and never going back there.

All that work, and I'm in the middle of a yakuza mess anyway.

My head hung down, and I stared at myself. Bare legs, yellowed panties, and lots of duct tape around my wrists and ankles. My hands look so small on the huge armrests. If I splayed out my fingers, my thumb and pinkie just touched the edges.

The smell in here is overwhelming. Do all dead people smell this bad? But I'd noticed Shinobu had messed herself. I'm not sure I can hold it much longer either.

What is she involved in? What's so bad that they took me just to make her talk? Maybe Kyoya-senpai was right and we shouldn't be involved with Ritsu or Shinobu at all.

A wave of panic rushed through me, and I dug my nails into my palms to keep from shaking.

Do they think it's the letters? Is Takashi looking for me in the wrong places?

I jerked when cold water was dumped on me. Very cold water. I looked over and they'd done it to her too.

.

Fuckers. I'm going to kill every last one of them. And it's going to be slow and painful.

Haruhi. They brought Haruhi into this. One of my purest friendships with the sweetest girl I know.

Fuckers.

When they took off my gag, I let loose. "You fucking idiots! You have no idea what shitstorm you just kicked up."

No reaction.

"Do you have any idea who she is? That's the ward of the Morinozuka's. She's dating Morinozuka Takashi, you know, the HEIR. She's friends with the Suoh, Haninozuka, Ootori, Hitachiin, Cho, Houshakuji, and Kasanoda families. They'll go to the ends of the earth to find her."

I saw a tear fall when I said Mori-senpai's name, then her eyes grew and grew as I listed the family names. Her face went white, and I could see her chin tremble.

Shit. She's terrified.

But doing a damn good job of trying to hide it.

"Those names mean nothing to me. I have you both, and no one knows where you are." Fucker came around and got right in her face, "And they will never find you."

"That's a fucking lie! They'll find her. If it's the last thing they ever do, they'll find hmmmm."

Didn't get the chance to bite the son of a bitch before he shoved that gag back in my mouth.

.

Boss left me here as intimidation. Said whistle and play with my gun, pointing it at the little one every so often.

Kinda fun. She's curled her shoulders in as much as she can. That's a delicious flinch she gives every time I point my gun at her.

The other one would kill me with her bare hands if she could. Like that's going to happen.

They're both dead. We just haven't told them yet.

.

I slammed my office door in my guard's face and headed for a bottle of sake.

Shit.

The Morinozuka ward? Dating the heir?

I knew that Himura trash knew those families, but…

I told my guys to just grab the bitch, and I didn't think about who the other one was. Just thought she was a friend or a maid.

Ootori's and their damn Black Onion Squad.

Should I just tie up the loose ends and move on? Nagoya would work. Need to keep my father from finding out about my extracurricular activities. Maybe it's time for me to make my move. I should be running the fucking syndicate anyway.

After knocking back my third glass, I decided to keep going. What she said is bullshit. They won't find them. I've taken care of everything. No one knows about this warehouse except the men here, and they're all loyal to me because they know I'll kill them and their families if they betray me.

I'll keep the business. Sell off the current crop of girls to the highest bidder or kill them and get new ones.

That bitch and her friend aren't going to stop me. The money's too good.

And where the fuck is the report from my spy? He'd worked himself into an inside position. Yeah, I could only get him hired at the Hitachiin's, but he'd been loaned out to the others before. The Morinozuka's! If he's over there, he could tell me everything going on! I figured with just the bitch, he'd only get crumbs but with the Morinozuka ward…he should know every fucking thing going on.

But my spy better report soon if he knows what's good for him.

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Phone call between Katayama Manami [Grandmother] and Umeko:

Katayama: "I just found out. One of my students showed me the tweets."

Umeko: "They know you're her grandmother?"

Katayama: "No. They love her dog food ads and wanted to show me."

Umeko: Good. We never heard anything to indicate they went public with their relationship to her.

Katayama: "Are the rumors true?"

Umeko: I'd forgotten all about her grandparents until she called. I have no idea what to tell them. 'No comment' seems cold, but they can't know what's going on. I don't trust them to keep it to themselves.

"I'd prefer not to discuss it now."

Katayama: I felt my stomach clench. Does that mean it's true? "Can I talk with Haruhi-chan? Her voicemail's full."

Umeko: Again? Security needs to keep on top of that. "She's not available right now."

Katayama: "Morinozuka-sama, please. She's the only family I have left."

Umeko: Her voice is choaked up with tears. I understand how she feels. "I'm sorry, Katayama-san. I can't talk about what's going on, but I assure you that as soon as I can, I will."

Katayama: "Promise?"

Umeko: "Yes. You have my word."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Game Room, Morinozuka Estate:

"Shit!"

Satoshi ducked just in time as my controller flew past his head.

"Why the hell are we having fun when Haruhi's out there somewhere?"

"Hika, calm down." Karou pulled another controller out of a drawer. "Let's play another round."

"Fuck that."

"I know," Satoshi stood up and headed for the door, "let's see if we can sneak some beer from the kitchen."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Various Security Officers:

Oshiro (Morinozuka Head): I signed off on the protection plan for those leaving the estate tomorrow to take university finals. It's a fine line to tread…keeping them safe and keeping the guards inconspicuous because of the rumors.

And what am I going to do about my guards? Miwa was one of my best, or so I thought. We'll need an entirely new approach. More training. Outside experts. Better tracking on the primaries.

I can barely keep my eyes open. Maybe a twenty-minute nap at my desk…

Eiji (Haruhi PPD Head): An entirely new team. And I'm going to double the number. And bring in someone from outside with celebrity experience. We don't have anyone on staff with that. And a new female guard that can pass as a friend. She'll hide in plain sight. Both Oshiro-san and Ishikawa-san want final approval, including a new head if Haruhi-sama wants me gone. Should I even be planning a new detail if she wants a new head?

Will she dismiss me? She has every right to. She's a pure, forgiving person, so she might not. If she doesn't demote me to the bottom of her detail, I will myself. I failed her, even though I wasn't there.

None of this matters if we can't find her. We've got to get her back.

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, CEO Office, Hitachiin Fashions:

I poured another glass of wine and leaned back into the sofa. My poor boys. What's going to happen to them?

Does that sound selfish? Doesn't matter. They're my sons and they matter more to me than anyone. Their wellbeing is my priority.

I gave up trying to work hours ago.

Kaoru hasn't gotten Hikaru to call his doctor yet. I'll have to step in soon. Guess I'll get the doctor to call him.

If she's not found…

Or if her body's found…

I'm afraid my boys will never recover.

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Cho's Guest Room, Morinozuka Estate:

"Cho-chan?" The door wasn't closed all the way, so I pushed it open. "Cho-chan?"

"Honey-kun!"

She slammed into my arms, and only my quick reflexes kept us from sprawling all over the floor.

"Honey-kun," her tears were already getting my shirt wet, "what is happening to them? Everyone's only thinking about Haruhi. What about Shinobu? What's happening to her? What's being done for her?"

I pulled her closer and pressed our cheeks together. "Ritsu-chan is doing everything he can to find her. He'll destroy all of Japan before he gives up."

"And Haruhi?"

"Takashi will destroy it right along with him."

"I'm so scared, Honey-kun."

"I know, Cho-chan. I am, too." I pulled back and looked in her eyes, "Maybe some cake will help."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Various Security Officers:

Morimoto (BOS Acting Head): I think all these letters are only from two people, and the FBI agrees with me though they didn't come right out and say it. Covering their butts. They were at least all printed on the same printer. Forensics on the ink and paper show that.

Kondo (Ootori Head): The extra officers at the Shido estate have been pulled back. There's no way this current situation involves them. Will have to revisit their security when the baby comes, and Ootori-sama decides if he's going to change his heir.

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Twitter:

#FujiokaHaruhiKidnapped We aren't even getting denials. Just 'no comment'. Even #OnOkuri is doing it. #FujiokaHaruhi #HitachiinModel #EveryWoman #PettoChinmi #FujiokaThreats

[Reply to above] Maybe because it isn't true? All this mess started with one idiot saying they overheard something.

[Reply to above] I know…it was me…and I know what I heard.

And on and on and on and on…

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Home Office, Cho Estate:

Daizo's been yelling off and on all day, and I'm curled up in a chair in the corner of his office trying to stay out of his way.

"How dare they keep her over there."

I suggested switching to herbal tea several times, but he's too angry to listen.

"It's been over twenty-four hours!"

Neither of us has spoken to Nomura since yesterday afternoon when we heard about this. She hung up on her father and isn't returning my texts. She chose Mitsukuni-kun over her father.

"I'm calling Yorihisa again. I want my daughter back."

Five minutes later, he hung up angrier than when he started. "He's unavailable. Nomura's unavailable."

I cringed as he poured another cup of coffee. "I want my daughter back."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Dining Room, Morinozuka Estate:

That much?

It's almost ten times more than we were expecting.

"Chika?" I jerked in my seat at the sound of Takashi's voice. I'm sure he noticed, but I hope he doesn't say anything about it. "Security briefing is over, and the rest of them are in the kitchen."

"Please tell me the Alien doesn't have it full of cake."

"No. Come and see."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, CEO Private Office, Ootori Conglomeration Offices:

DRIP…

"What the hell?"

DRIP…

We both headed for the corner, but I held him back and got there first. "Kyoya-sama, let me, please."

I ignored his impatient grunt and ran my fingers along the edge of the screen. "This has been here since Yoshio?"

"Yes."

"I think I've found…"

CLICK

And the screen swung open on hidden hinges.

"Is that an elevator?"

I pushed the button, and the doors slid open. "A private elevator not on the blueprints." As his personal guard, I have blueprints for every building he spends significant time in.

"Then let's see where it goes."

He tried to step past me, but I held him back again. "No. Under no circumstances are you going in this elevator until I know how safe it is and where it goes."

"Then get some guys in here and find out." He spun back to his desk. "And hurry."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Kitchen, Morinozuka Estate:

"And then you finally broke down and begged her to punish you."

"I just couldn't take it anymore. That last shark and I lost it."

"The way she just laughed and said, 'got you'. It was perfect. The look on your face."

"And Haruhi's. Remember? She'd figured it out."

Hikaru pulled a chain out from under his shirt. "I'm still wearing the shark tooth. Reminds me I've got friends no matter how big an idiot I am."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Security Office, Himura Estate:

Fujii (Kasanoda Head): We've talked to all other yakuza in Tokyo. Our allies directly and those we have issues with through backchannels.

What is Shinobu-sama up to?

Tetsuya (Ritsu's PPD Head): He doesn't look near as terrifying asleep as he does awake. Finally got him to sit down on the sofa in the firing range, and he crashed on his first blink.

Junto-sama was furious they're already married but keeping it from his wife is the best idea. We'll all let Shinobu-sama tell her.

Hibino (Himura Head): I sent a couple guards with her parents to search her room. They already brought back her laptop, and the techs are going through it. What could that crazy girl be into?

And taking both of them? Yakuza stay away from civilians, especially the famous ones. Why invite more trouble? And she's a ward of the Morinozuka's. That's practically suicide. Did they plan to take Fujioka-sama or was it a spur of the moment thing? Either way, they're using her for leverage over Shinobu-sama.

If she gets the chance, she'll take them apart with her bare hands.

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Warehouse in Tokyo – nowhere near the docks:

"Now we're going to find out what you know."

I ordered their gags removed, and that Himura bitch immediately starts yelling at me.

"Shut up," one of my guys bellowed and slaps her face. "Not another word that isn't an answer to the Boss's questions."

"Or what?"

"Or," he put his hand on her knee and started sliding it up to mid-thigh, "you won't like the consequences."

Finally, some quiet.

"That," I pointed at the dead hacker, "couldn't tell me if you'd hired more like him." I walked closer to the little one and put my hand on her shoulder. "Did you?"

"I'm not telling you shit."

"You're not afraid of me?"

"Seriously? I've had worse nightmares about failing biology."

"Then I'll have to show you what I'm capable of."

I stood back to let Ryoko play. "Have fun."

.

Bastard pulled a knife out of his fucking boot and headed for Haruhi.

"NOOOOO!" I threw myself forward but couldn't move the damn chair.

"Relax." Some creep put his hands on my shoulders. "Watch the show."

He came up on Haruhi's right side. Forced her to open her fist and put his hand on top of hers.

The knife game. He's going to play the fucking knife game with Haruhi.

.

I don't understand what's going on.

Shinobu's forehead was dripping sweat, and her hands were straining against the tape. She was shaking her head. "Don't," she growled, "don't fucking do it."

Do what?

Then the knifepoint came down in the space between my thumb and first finger. Then in between my first and middle. Then the next space.

It was slow. His hand's covering mine.

Then he sped up.

The knife coming down quicker in each space between my fingers.

I couldn't look away. My stomach flipped. Everything turned hot.

Then his fingers pulled back, leaving my first knuckles exposed. I tried to pull back, and he nicked my ring finger. "Don't move, Sweet Thing."

It's him!

Then he sped up again.

"STOP!" Shinobu's yelling, and he's speeding up. "STOP!"

I jerked hard when my pinky was cut, but he held my hand down tight. "Relax," he whispered in my ear. "I'll take care of you."

My thumb was next. Just a small cut, but I flinched again.

"Quit fucking around and do it already, Ryoko."

The knife stopped moving. His hand pulled away.

My shoulders slumped.

I let out the breath I'd been holding.

"NOOOOOO!"

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Kitchen, Morinozuka Estate:

"Did you eat all the chocolate, Satoshi?"

"I sure did," I held back a belch as I tossed the ice cream tub into the sink, "but there's Rocky Road left."

"Hand it over…"

Hikaru-senpai crammed his spoon into the new tub, and Kaoru-senpai started talking. "If it hadn't been for that commoner's challenge, I would have never realized how differently commoner's clothes are sewn."

"You really had to cook for yourselves?"

"Yes," Mitsukuni cringed, "it was horrible. There wasn't enough money for cake." I'm surprised he's eating ice cream with the rest of us. No cake in sight. Then I looked closer. Cake batter ice cream. Of course.

"And do our own laundry, and clean the apartments, and ride the bus to Ouran, and…"

"At least I stayed in her apartment." Renge-senpai smiled at Yuki-senpai, "She taught me how to stir-fry, and I didn't starve."

We all jumped a bit when Kaoru-senpai started belly-laughing. Tears were streaming down his face when he finally got words out. "Remember when she was so pissed off at Mori-senpai that she made him wash all the dishes while she taught us to cook?"

"Yes, you crazy twin. I remember Kyoya and me washing the vegetables with soap to get her to laugh."

"And I turned the mixer on full and cake batter went everywhere."

"She knew we were messing around with her."

"Hn."

"But it was still hilarious."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, CEO Private Office, Ootori Conglomeration Offices:

I waited. And waited. And waited.

The only reason I didn't call the car back up and get on myself is Tachibana left officers to keep me from doing it.

Bastard knows me too well.

When the doors slid open, I was on my feet and across the room before he even stepped out.

"You need to see this, and you need to be prepared for the worst."

"What?"

His eyes flicked to the officers and back. It's so bad, he doesn't even want them to know.

I nodded and stepped in.

As soon as the doors slid shut, he started talking, "It's the room. The room we've been looking for where Yoshio raped the women."

"In this building? He had it in his headquarters?" Moron. Idiot.

"Yes."

"Where did the women come in? They would've been seen coming up to his private office."

That's when the car stopped, and the doors opened. "A toilet stall?"

"Women's room, third floor." We stepped out. "It's the only other way in."

"There isn't a door down there?"

"He had it bricked over when the room was finished."

This just keeps getting more and more disgusting.

I got back in the elevator, "Let's see it."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Kitchen, Morinozuka Estate:

"And then she kissed me."

"What?" Renge-chan's eyes were huge. "In a hot spring?"

Tama-chan turned blushed violently. "Yes."

"Did you kiss her back?"

"No, my love. Once her lips met mine, I knew the only love between us was as friends. She convinced me in the only way that would have worked."

Renge-chan snorted, "My maid of honor kissed my fiancé."

"But if she hadn't, I would have never fallen in love with you."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Warehouse in Tokyo – nowhere near the docks:

I pulled that knife up and slammed in into the back of her hand.

She threw her head back and screamed. It was beautiful.

"Bullseye."

She was still screaming when I let go of the knife and grabbed her face. She bit my lip hard when I kissed her.

"Bitch." I gave her a slap. "That hurt." Then I leaned back in, my hand still holding on to her face, "You better behave later or that," I pointed to the knife sticking out of her hand, "is the least of what I'll do to you."

.

"You motherfucker!"

I looked over at that Himura bitch.

"How dare you! You coward!"

I started walking towards her.

"That's right, dickhead. Come over here, and I'll teach you a fucking lesson."

I slapped her hard enough it echoed throughout the room.

"Bastard."

On the backswing, I bitchslapped her so hard I heard a bone crack. Left an imprint from my ring too.

"Think about what I could do next and get your answers ready."

I headed for the door, my guys following.

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Security Headquarters, Himura Estate:

There she is, holding that stupid dog up to her face and smiling for the camera. She liked that date to the dog park. Just wouldn't admit it. Guess I was an asshole telling her to dress up. Not my fault she wore killer heels.

Click…

When did she take this one? That's me in that crazy dragon costume from the ice ball. Damn, she was hot that night. Had some insane dreams that night.

Click…

These are out of order. That's the night we got married. Kono took this one with us saying our vows. Shit, she was beautiful. Mrs. Kasanoda Ritsu. At least in my heart. We never planned for her to change her name. I'll never tell her, but I like it when she calls me Mr. Himura.

Click…

Opening ceremonies. She made me turn around so we could take a selfie with the athletes walking in in the background. I fucking hate selfies. Look like a fucking idiot.

Click…

Must have downloaded this from Twitter or some shit. Us on the red carpet for the ball. That leather dress. Best part was peeling it off her in the limo.

Click…

.

I watched my son going through Shinobu-chan's photo gallery on her laptop. The techs didn't find anything on it to give us a clue what she's up to.

Things are going to go one of two ways if we don't find her. He'll either explode and tear Japan apart or shut down.

We've got to find those girls.

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Phone call between Nako Nobuo [Morinozuka security guard] and Yoshida Naoto [Dog breeder]:

Nako: "I have to cancel our date tonight."

Yoshida: "Are the rumors true? I've left her several voicemails and sent a bunch of texts but haven't gotten a reply."

Nako: "I can't tell you anything."

Yoshida: "That means they are true, right Nobuo?"

Nako: "Don't tell anyone I told you."

Yoshida: "Of course not."

Nako: "It's crazy over here, so you probably won't hear from me again for a while."

Yoshida: "Let me know if they find her. I need to know."

Nako: "I will." I heard my boss's voice. "I must go."

Yoshida: "Goodbye…" but he'd already hung up.

.

First that accident and her father and now this?

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Kitchen, Morinozuka Estate:

"And then you tossed her off the side of the halfpipe, and Satoshi caught her."

"Yes," he puffed out his chest and grinned, "I did."

"Idiot."

"And Yuki-chan streamed the whole thing."

"I didn't know it was live."

"Yeah, and your security had to come over and turn it off."

She looked down at her hands, "It's still disabled."

"Don't mope," I shoved a bucket of mint chocolate chip towards her, "it wasn't that bad."

Akito put his arm around her, "I thought it was quite entertaining."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Master Bedroom, Suoh Estate:

When I opened my eyes, Yuzuru was looking down at me. "Feel better?"

"Yes."

It's been over twenty-four hours and still no word about the girls. I didn't sleep well last night, so when Yuzuru suggested a nap, I gave in.

All I can think about is what if it was Rene. My darling Rene. After finally getting him back.

"He's safe." I looked up into eyes that mirrored my concern. "I just checked in with security."

"Thank you."

My son learned about how cruel the world can be from his grandmother, but she didn't teach him anything about this.

"What if they don't find her?"

"With the Morinozuka's, Haninozuka's, Ootori's, Kasanoda's, and Himura's? They won't stop until they do. And we're helping as much as we can."

"And if she's not alive?"

He pulled me into his arms and wiped the tears away with his fingers. "Hush. That's not going to happen. She's too important to our son and his friends."

I couldn't help it. I curled into his chest and started softly crying. Her importance to Rene is exactly why I'm worried.

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, CEO Private Elevator, Ootori Conglomeration Offices:

I handed Kyoya-sama latex gloves and a facemask before the door slid open again. "You'll want these."

"That bad?"

I only nodded.

It was bigger than I'd expected. One corner dominated by a huge bed made up in black silk sheets. Four-poster. With hooks hanging from them.

The opposite side was full of BDSM equipment. I had to look up what some of it was used for. I hope Kyoya-sama doesn't ask. Learning just made me want to bleach my brain.

Everything was covered in a layer of dust.

I'd stepped off the elevator and assumed he'd as well, but when the doors started to shut, I heard him hold them open. Turning around, I was shocked by his face. I thought he'd be sickened, disgusted. But there was nothing there but pure rage. He was shaking with it.

.

Once I took the first step off the elevator, the next came easier.

It doesn't smell nice, and I don't want to touch anything here, but it's not covered in fluids or anything.

"There's no way Yoshio would clean this himself."

"My guess is the women did."

Yeah. "Probably while he watched."

Tachibana put his hand on my shoulder, "Don't think about it too much. Speculation won't help anything or do any good."

I swallowed hard, and he dropped his hand. "What's behind there?" I pointed to a door in the corner.

"Incinerator. I presume it's for the linens." He jerked his head towards a cabinet, "There's dozens of new sheet sets and fresh towels in there."

"And through there?" I pointed to a door by the bed.

"Bathroom."

I didn't let my eyes focus on all the…implements…on the walls. My tame fantasy of tying Haru's wrists together and then to the bedpost while I teased and pleasured her looked like a Disney movie compared to this room.

"What basement is this?"

"Tenth sub-basement. The bottom under the parking garage."

Now that I've found the room, what do I do with it?

"Tachibana," I pointed to a large, flat cabinet against the wall across from the foot of the bed, "what's that?"

With a heavy sigh, he walked over and opened it with a gloved hand. "TV and recording equipment."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Kitchen, Morinozuka Estate:

"This lavender ice cream is amazing." Cho-senpai pushed it towards me. "You have to try it."

"I don't like sweets."

"Fine."

"Chika-chan?" We all turned to see Mitsukuni with his head in the freezer, "I found wasabi ice cream, and I dare you to try it."

"Whatever," but I grabbed a spoon, "bring it over here, Alien." How bad could it be?

They all watched me take a bite. Tasted disgusting, but at least it isn't sweet. "Yuck." I took a huge gulp of tea. "No more ice cream for me."

Tamaki-senpai tried a small bite. "Reminds me of all the fancy tuna I always ordered for gallery openings when I knew she'd be there."

"And those shrimp things," Satoshi laughed as he tried a bite too. "Don't forget those."

.

xXx

.

Night, Warehouse in Tokyo – nowhere near the docks:

"Haruhi?"

Her head's hanging, chin on her chest. I could see the tears landing on her thighs.

"Haruhi?"

They've been gone for a while, and I haven't heard a thing from outside the room.

"Haruhi? Please look at me."

She lifted her head slowly, and I tried not to cringe. Purple bruises the shape of fingers were forming on either side of her face where that bastard grabbed her. His blood smeared across her chin from her bite. Her eyes were dead.

She mumbled one word. "Why?"

"Human trafficking."

"I don't understand." She's dazed. Is she in shock?

"That guy," I jerked my chin towards my hacker, "and I have been working to bring down a trafficking ring. There've been five raids so far. Almost a hundred girls rescued."

"Trafficking?"

"Yeah. They want to know if I've got another hacker working on them. If there are more raids coming."

.

Trafficking.

Men selling girls to other men for sex.

Not because she's yakuza, but because she's helping girls.

"Five?"

"Five raids, thirty-eight arrested, ninety-one girls rescued, the youngest was twelve."

I leaned back in my chair and tried to make out the ceiling in the dark.

Twelve.

When I was twelve, I'm not even sure I knew what sex was. Dad wanted to keep me his little girl for as long as he could. I sure as hell didn't know what human trafficking was.

Twelve.

Ninety-one.

I rolled my head to the side so I could look at my hand. Then I thought about what those girls could have gone through.

"Don't tell them anything."

"What?"

"Don't tell them anything. Not one thing."

"Are you sure?"

I looked her straight in the eyes and tried to not let my voice shake. "Yes, I'm sure. If you tell them anything, all this," I looked down at my hand and back at her, "is wasted. I went through it for nothing."

"You need to be positive. These are human traffickers. Whatever you think they're capable of, they're capable of much worse."

.

Her eyes flamed, and I saw some of what Ritsu was talking about when he said she'd make a good yakuza wife if the yakuza were legal. "I'm positive. Not one word."

"Damn, Haruhi. You're tougher than some yakuza I know."

She smiled at that. It was quick. It was barely there. But it was a smile.

Got to keep the mood up while I can.

"White cotton? Really?" I smirked at her. "After all the money we spent at La Perla."

"To a dog grooming? I don't think so."

"What do you think I'm wearing?" I looked down at my red lace bra and panties, wet and shit smeared.

"It suits you." I know she means the panties and not the shit.

"Yeah, well, when we get out of this, I'm buying you a whole new lingerie wardrobe there."

"You better not. It will cost more than my old food budget for a year."

"Haruhi, you're so cute." I shook my head slowly. "Try three years."

That got a snort, until she forgot and pulled on her hand. With that gasp and whimper, I could feel the pain from here.

"It'll be worth it to see Mori-senpai's face the first time he gets your shirt off."

"You're not going to be there."

Didn't deny she'll let him take her shirt off. "I can picture it. A cross between him winning the gold and whatever it looks like when he comes through that door."

"You think they'll find us?"

"I know they will."

There's a half smile again. "Thanks."

As the adrenaline started to wear off, her eyes slid shut. It wasn't restful. She'd jerk in her sleep and whimper or hiss at the pain in her hand.

I counted the blood drops coming off the tip of the blade.

I can't see out of my right eye.

Ritsu, you need to get here fast.

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Kitchen, Morinozuka Estate:

"Never, ever would have thought she'd like parasailing."

"I know, but she practically dragged Taka over to the boat. Thought she was going to bounce right out of the restraints she was so excited."

"She did say she wanted to be a bird."

"When?"

"It was a Host Club trip over a year ago. We asked a bunch of questions around a campfire. One was 'what animal do you want to be'."

I thought about her independent spirit and curiosity. "Suits her." Then I asked Akito-kun, "What animal would you want to be?"

"Not sure. If I was an animal, I couldn't be your fiancé."

Hikaru groaned and rolled his eyes, "Get a room, you two." Several of the others groaned along with him.

"I don't know about the rest of you, but I can't eat another bite."

"No kidding. We demolished over ten tubs of ice cream."

Akito-kun hopped down from the kitchen counter and scooped me up. "And now that we've honored Haruhi-chan's gluttony, let's go study and honor the bookworm." And we led the way to the library.

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, CEO Private Room, Ootori Conglomeration Offices:

"Recording equipment?"

Kyoya-sama went pale, and he stumbled. "Please, Kyoya-sama. Sit." I do not want him passing out on this floor.

When I tried backing him to towards the bed, he jerked away like it was on fire. "No." He shook his head and stepped away. "No. I'm not touching anything in here I don't have to."

At least his color was back.

"How many?"

"Over three hundred DVD's. Each labeled with a code name, date, and time. Many names repeat."

"Shit."

I nodded and waited for him to process.

.

Fucking asshole.

Not only was he not even human, but he left me all this shit to clean up.

And what he did to those women…and mother.

And Haru. Was he going to bring her here? Was he ever going to let her leave?

"Shit." I closed my eyes. It's the only way I can think in here. "Give me a minute."

Hundreds of videos. DNA and fingerprint evidence. Surveillance video for the hallway on the third floor outside the bathroom. And an incinerator.

What the fuck else is next?

"Bring in Nishimori Emon. He's been spearheading the cleanup of all Yoshio's shit and knows about everything but this." Tachibana reached for his phone, but I waved him off. "I want him here at the close of business today so we can go through all this after the offices have cleared out."

"Yes, Sir."

"I want a small team dedicated to this. Everyone signing our strongest non-disclosures. Full forensic workup. I want to know if there is a shred of evidence in here that points to a BOS guard. He didn't do all this alone. Whoever helped him will never see the light of day again."

I caught a glimpse of that doorway out of the corner of my eye. "Check the incinerator. Make sure it wasn't used for anything other than the linens." I held his eyes and lowered my voice, "Let me know right away if you find any bone fragments or anything."

.

He's eighteen years old. Never had a childhood. The things he's had to clean up. The decisions he's had to make.

I looked up when he cleared his throat, "Have that done first."

"Yes, Kyoya-sama."

"Close down this sub-basement. No one in or out without a security escort." His brow furrowed, "I don't even know what's down here."

"Not much. Some electrical and plumbing, but nothing that gets checked regularly. He must have moved anything important out when he had the room built."

"Good. Close it down. Full security protocols. Then start the forensics. Once we've learned everything we can from here, we'll bleach it, burn it, fill it with concrete. Whatever it takes to make it disappear."

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Twitter:

But where is she? If it's just a rumor, she only has to post a pic. #FujiokaHaruhiKidnapped #FujiokaHaruhi #HitachiinModel #EveryWoman #PettoChinmi #FujiokaThreats

Any of you idiots ever stop to think she doesn't owe us anything? #FujiokaHaruhiKidnapped #FujiokaHaruhi #FujiokaThreats

Anyone know if sale for #EveryWoman have taken off? Maybe it's a publicity stunt. #FujiokaHaruhiKidnapped #FujiokaHaruhi #HitachiinModel

[reply to above] I just can't imagine her going along with that. She seems like such a nice girl

[reply to above] If it was a stunt, do you really thing her school would have gone along with it? She wasn't there today.

And on and on and on and on…

.

xXx

.

Afternoon, Phone Call Between Renge and Reynard (Father):

Reynard: "Are you sure you can talk?"

Renge: "Yes. They're all in the library. I said I needed the lady's room."

Reynard: "They've moved off the letters to Haruhi. Think it's something personal with Shinobu."

Renge: "Wondered when they'd get there. From what you told me, those letters didn't make sense."

Reynard: "How's everyone doing?"

Renge: "As expected. Tamaki-kun was upset I kept the leak from him, but we made up."

Reynard: "I'm sorry you felt you had to do that."

Renge: "I'm not keeping anything like that from him again. That's not how partners work."

Reynard: "True. Sorry you had to learn it that way."

Renge: "It's fine. I always learn things the hard way."

Reynard: "What about the others?"

Renge: "Some seem to be coping and others are barely holding it together. I'm worried about Hikaru. I told you all about his issues last year."

Reynard: "You did. Haruhi-chan's an amazing girl to forgive him."

Renge: "That's just it. She said there was nothing to forgive. He was sick and now he's better." I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. Not even makeup is going to hide these black circles. "With all this, he could backslide. Then what will she do?"

Reynard: Assuming she comes back. "She'll be there for him. Like you said, that's who she is."

Renge: "Akito-san's been a rock. He'll be a great psychiatrist."

Reynard: "Need anything from me?"

Renge: Yes. Haruhi and Shinobu. "No. Just keep me informed. By text is probably best."

Reynard: "Alright." I don't want to hang up. What if it had been you, my darling. "I love you."

Renge: "I love you, too."

.

xXx

.

Late Afternoon, Himura Law Firm:

Twenty-seven lawyers, paralegals, clerks, and assistants. Been a while since I've been here. Didn't realize it'd grown.

Sitting at the head of the conference room table, I sipped my tea and stared them down. I had Hibino standing over my right shoulder, also staring. His glare is usually worse than mine, but not today. Not when we're talking about my little girl.

"My daughter is mixed up in something non-syndicate related. Does anyone here know about it?"

Her personal lawyer, Miyagawa-san, flinched slightly, and I smirked. We'd put him at the other end of the table so I could stare him down. If anyone here knows anything, it's him.

"What?"

"I can't discuss it. Attorney/client privilege."

No fucking way.

"Clear the room." Everyone else got up and practically fled.

.

When Junto-sama put his teacup down, it broke the saucer. Shit, he's angry.

"What is she up to?"

"I can't discuss it." I know I will eventually, but I will put up a fight. It's my job.

"The syndicate is your client, not my daughter," he growled.

"Not for this. She paid me directly. Since it doesn't conflict with syndicate business, I accepted."

Hibino-san took a step towards me, but Junto-sama stopped him with a gesture.

"I can respect your following her wishes, but," he stood and leaned on the table, "She's been missing for over twenty-six hours. Kidnapped. You're going to tell me what I want to know, one way or the other."

I fell back in my seat like I'd taken a slap to the face. "Kidnapped?"

He nodded.

"Human trafficking."

.

xXx

.

Late Afternoon, Zoom Call, On Okuri PR Interviews:

Shinohara-san and Haninozuka-sama broke off into a private room to discuss my interview, and I'm left waiting.

I've worked for some large businesses and, most recently, I was the spokesperson for a member of the Diet [Senate]. He lost his last election, and I lost my position. Because of my experience, I believe I'm an excellent choice for the On Okuri PR head and spokesperson. After watching the social media tags and reading the news about the ball, I'm surprised it took them this long to hire permanent staff for the position.

"Imamura-san?"

They're back. That was quick.

"Yes, Shinohara-san, Haninozuka-sama?"

"If we offer you the job, can you start right away?"

Well, that's definitive.

"Yes. I can start the minute after the contract is signed." I don't work without one, no matter how immediate the need.

"We're emailing it now. Review it, and if it meets your approval, come down to the offices, sign it, and get to work."

I opened the attachment and checked the highlights. Compensation is more than expected, but I anticipate the job being more complex than I originally thought. Other legal and administrative clauses are fine.

"I'm on my way," and I disconnected the call.

.

"She's a good choice, Yasuchika-sama. Her experience is just what On Okuri needs."

"Conference me in when she gets there. I want to hear you brief her and her immediate impressions."

"Of course."

.

xXx

.

Late Afternoon, CEO Public Office, Ootori Conglomeration Offices:

I haven't eaten since breakfast but must be on my tenth coffee of the day. No wonder my stomach feels like it's eating itself alive.

I should give Shinji a raise. He didn't even bat an eye when I walked in this afternoon even though I should be in California. He just printed up my call sheet and asked if I needed anything else.

Now I'm waiting on Nishimori-san. He should be here any…

"Ootori-sama, Nishimori-san is here to see you."

"Send him in. After we're served tea, you're dismissed for the day." Again, he didn't bat an eye when I dismissed him hours earlier than usual. A raise and a bonus.

We went through the pleasantries, and once we were alone with tea and cakes, I told him about the room in the basement. Neither of us ate.

.

I must learn to stop asking 'what next' because it's never a good answer. It's never even 'nothing'.

"Over three hundred?"

"Yes. And someone must watch them all. At least long enough to get a screenshot of the woman's face."

He means me, doesn't he.

"Unfortunately, I don't trust anyone more to do that than you, Nishimori-san."

I tried not to deflate under his scrutiny. "I understand."

I looked up when he cleared his throat. "Only enough to get the screenshot. Not a second more. And no audio."

"Of course." I finished my tea and set the cup down. I'd ask for another, but what I really need is a shower. "Where do I set up?"

"Forensics will be in the basement for a while. Keep using the SKIF you're already in. Don't bring in anyone new."

"Updates?"

"In person during business hours in the SKIF. I'll let you know when I'm coming over. Probably every day this week then once a week after that."

My life just got a whole lot more complicated.

Then he handed me an envelope. "Open it."

From HR. "A bonus?" In the amount of my annual salary.

"You've earned it."

"Thank you, Ootori-sama."

The acknowledgement means more than the actual money. If anyone understands what I've been through the last five months, it's Ootori-sama.

.

As soon as Nishimori-san left, I headed back to the BOS Headquarters. Yoshio's shit has taken up too much of my time today.

Hold on, Haru. We're coming.

.

xXx

.

Late Afternoon, Random News Outlets in Tokyo:

"Doesn't matter. We might not be able to confirm the kidnapping rumors, but the Go Salon thing is real. Let's focus on that."

.

"We can't report the rumor, but we can report the social media frenzy over it."

.

"Just got off the phone with Ootori Kyoya, our majority owner. We're to ignore the story."

"Isn't that a story itself?"

"Do you want to run it and face him?"

"No fucking way."

"Well, then."

"Yeah."

.

"I've culled the tweets and put the best ones in time sequence. If you read the right ones in order, there's something there."

"Give it to entertainment. The news desk can't do that story without confirmation, and no one's giving it."

.

xXx

.

Late Afternoon, Security Headquarters, Himura Compound:

I'm an idiot.

I knew she was meeting with someone at that cyber law firm and didn't think it was important. I thought it was about…I don't know what I thought it was about, but she only met with that guy twice. I didn't realize she was in contact with him on a burner. I never saw it.

I never thought she'd keep anything from me.

I do deserve anything she decides when we get her back.

.

We all were watching the young lord carefully. His breathing was too slow, too measured, too controlled. He's staring at the files on the table, not making eye contact with anyone, especially the lawyer. From my place against the wall to the side of him, I can see his jaw clench.

There's an explosion coming, and I don't want to be in front of him when it happens.

"I tipped off the police a total of five times. Within days of each tip, there was a news article reporting a raid and arrests."

"Do you know where you got your information?" A vein on Junto-sama's forehead pulsed. Is he going to have an aneurysm?

"Hacker. I never met him. Never saw him. Everything was done with dead drops."

CRASH!

The young lord's teacup shattered against the wall. "What's that crazy chick thinking?" He stood and stomped in a circle. "I asked her. I fucking asked her." Several people flinched at his tone. He was practically pleading. "I asked her if she was involved. Money. Said all she was doing was giving money."

"Technically," the lawyer spoke up, "she was funding the hacker's investigation."

Wrong move. Before anyone could stop him, the young lord had the lawyer out of his seat, lifting him up by the front of his shirt. "You think I give a fuck about technically?" He tossed him back in his seat. "This shit got her taken. Fuck only knows what's happening to her now."

He stomped back to his seat. "Technically. This fucking asshole," he jerked his thumb at him, "says technically."

Ryuu-sama put his hand on his shoulder to keep him in the chair. "When's the last time you heard from either of them."

"September 21."

"Six days ago."

"Yes, Sir."

"We need to talk to the hacker."

Miyagawa-san shook his head. "I don't know how. I never spoke with him. Shinobu-sama always told me the dead drop and the time. I never had any contact with him."

"Then why the fuck do we still need you?" the young lord pointed at him.

"Ritsu-san," Junto-sama glared at him, "you won't be killing anyone here without my say so. Got it?"

His face went red, and I could hear him grind his teeth. "Yeah. I got it."

"That doesn't mean I'll never give you permission, just that you have to wait for it."

"Fine."

Miyagawa-san's face had lost all color. I kept my grin to myself. I'll gladly help the young lord end him.

Fujii-sama broke in, "This isn't getting us anywhere. Do you know how she met the hacker?"

"No."

"I do…"

.

xXx

.

Late Afternoon, Library, Morinozuka Estate:

No one was studying…

Satoshi:

Stupid social media. When did everyone in this country get so dumb?

And I can't reply to any of the girls? This sucks.

Hikaru:

We'll find you, Haruhi. Don't worry. Everyone's looking. Everyone but us. We're all sitting here completely useless. Doing absolutely fucking nothing. Not helping at all.

When they find you and you find out all I did was eat ice cream, play video games, and study, how will that make you feel?

Kaoru:

I'm going to have to get him out for a run tonight. Something to wear him out. Maybe we could do it outside? Around the inside of the fence? Bet I could get Satoshi and Honey-senpai to go along. Mori-senpai and Chika too if they aren't with security.

Why don't we know more? What aren't they telling us?

Wish I could get Hika to call his doctor.

Tamaki:

Maman sent me a text letting me know she's fine. It seems mothers always know what we need to hear. She told me not to worry about her, that Father is taking excellent care of her, and to concentrate on my studies.

It was practically lost in the dozens of other texts I've been getting. She has a special chime, or I wouldn't have even checked.

Not sure how much concentrating I can do. I just realized I'm trying to write with the eraser end of the pencil.

Renge:

Father said not to worry. He said security's on top of it. That they're handling it.

But being kept in the dark is killing me.

And everyone at Ouran is blowing up my phone.

Cho:

Ooooohhhh. I ate way too much ice cream. Maybe if I put my head down…

Honey:

Cho-chan put her head down on the desk, and I reached over and ran my fingers through her hair.

I want to be with Takashi in security headquarters, but she needs me.

Akito:

I put my phone down after checking the hashtags. This country's fascination with fame…

Haruhi and Shinobu are going to need some serious help when they are found, no matter what they've been through. I should talk about a therapist for Haruhi with Umeko. I don't have any idea how to approach Shinobu's family. Maybe Umeko will have an idea.

Yuki:

I can't even look at this art history without seeing Haruhi's face.

I can't look at anyone in the room without seeing either of their faces.

It's been more than a day.

I smiled up at Akito-kun when he reached out and squeezed my hand. I'm so lucky he's in my life. I couldn't handle this without him.

Mori:

More than twenty-four hours. More than a day.

What is she going through? Where is she?

Are they feeding her? Are they giving her water?

Wherever she is, she's only in her underwear.

Chika:

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Takashi start to shake, his fists clenched so tight I could see blood start to seep through the bandages. Has he popped his stiches?

I leaned close so the others couldn't hear, "Takashi, let's check in with security."

"Hn."

"And have your stiches checked."

He looked down and relaxed his hand. "Hn."

We need to find them fast.

.

xXx

.

Late Afternoon, Security Headquarters, Himura Compound:

Kono?

"Speak," I barked, staring him down. How dare he keep anything from me. This is my little girl.

"She met with him twice at an outside law firm. I didn't realize who or what he was until this came out."

I asked him the name of the firm and told him to get out.

All I see is red. Can't think straight.

"Fujii-san?"

"Yes, Junto-sama?"

"You have to be the voice of reason. What comes next?"

"We brief the group then talk to the firm."

.

xXx

.

Late Afternoon, Security Conference Call:

Fujii (Kasanoda Head): "And that's all we know."

Hibino (Himura Head): "Ordinarily, we'd handle this ourselves, in house, but Fujioka-sama's involved."

Oshiro (Morinozuka Head): "It must be legal from here."

Kondo (Ootori Head): "Agreed. Though there are gray areas to exploit."

Kyoya: "I recommend the Black Onion Squad spearhead from here. We have police contacts that I fully trust and the expertise and manpower."

Hibino (Himura Head): "We want complete updates and input into decisions."

Morimoto (BOS Acting Head): "Of course." I looked around my command center. Everyone was alert and ready. "Put the lawyer on. We have questions."

Fujii (Kasanoda Head): "I'm sending our lawyer and Junto-sama over to the firm she used. We need to find that hacker."

Kyoya: "I'll meet them there with my lawyer. You might need the Ootori name to get through to them."

Fujii (Kasanoda Head): "We need that hacker, Ootori-sama."

Kyoya: "We'll get him."

.

xXx

.

Late Afternoon, Security Headquarters, Morinozuka Estate:

"HUMAN TRAFFICKING!"

I stood and stared my son down. "Not here."

"But Father…"

"Not here, Takashi." I turned and left, knowing he and Chika would follow me. I led them all the way to Haruhi-chan's soundproof room.

"Let it out. Let it all out. Then come back when you can concentrate."

I pulled Chika outside and shut the door. "Wait for him."

"Yes, Uncle."

.

Traffickers.

"NOOOOOO!"

I yelled until my throat hurt. Until my head pounded. Until my ears rang.

My Haruhi. My love. Kidnapped by human traffickers.

I pride myself as peaceful. As honorable. As a Morinozuka.

None of that matters now.

Nothing but Haruhi.

I will find her. I will save her.

And whoever has her will regret what they did for the rest of their lives.

I don't care what's happened to her. I love her. I'll love her forever.

.

I couldn't hear anything, but knew Takashi was angry. Angry and scared.

How do I know? Because I am too.

Does he realize? Has it sunk in yet?

She could be anywhere. It's been more than a day. She could have been sold multiple times and be in the middle east somewhere by now. The odds of her still being in Japan were just cut in half. Probably more than that.

My stomach rolled, and I swallowed hard to fight being sick. Everything I think could be happening to her is worse than the last.

I slid down the wall and sat on the floor. Pulling my legs up and resting my forehead on my knees, I cried. I cried for the first time in years.

I cried for Haruhi.

.

xXx

.

Evening, Headquarters, Black Onion Squad:

As soon as the security call ended, Kyoya-sama finally confirmed me as the head of the BOS. About time. My boss has been 'detained' in a cell for months. Still, surprised he thought of it with everything that's going on.

He then took off for the cyber law firm, calling me from the road:

Kyoya: "Where are we on the backgrounds?"

Morimoto: My officers are running checks on everyone involved in all the arrests, including the people from the strip club that Ritsu-sama says started it all. All the criminals, their lawyers, and all police officers and guards they've had contact with. If there's anything going on, we'll find it.

We're not going into this situation flying blind. I want every milligram of leverage I can get.

"About halfway. It's a full check. Deep dive. It will take time."

Kyoya: "We don't have time." We pulled up to the curb, and I opened the door myself. "Get it done."

Now that we know who has them, we're all fearing the worst. They could be anywhere in the world by now.

.

xXx

.

Author's Note:

Dad and I went round and round with this one. Think I'm proudest of the way we bounced between the lightheartedness of the ice cream reminiscing and all the shit that was happening everywhere else.

The knife game has been the plan all along, since we came up with the kidnapping before even writing the Olympics. Hope I wrote it to make sense. Haruhi didn't understand what was coming. Didn't know what the game was. That whole thing was killer to write. Went through several drafts.

And Bu gets to tell Haruhi what the kidnapping's all about. Trafficking. Not because she's yakuza, but because she's fighting them. I thought Haruhi's response was spot on to her character, both in canon and where I've taken her.

And Kyoya finally finds his father's room…yuck. Needed a shower after writing that. Incinerator? Videos? Just what will Kyoya find in the investigation? We'll hear from this from time to time, but it won't overshadow what's going on with Haruhi and Bu.

Finally, they think to check in with the lawyers. Good thing her lawyer spilled right away. No hesitation. As soon as he heard kidnapping, he told them everything. They're on the right path now.

Not sure if I feel sorry for Kono or not. He really dropped the ball. More so than Eiji. So what do I do with him? What does Bu do with him? Having a hard time deciding what she'd think's fair. How much is really his fault? She kept it all from him.

Mori completely breaks down in her soundproof room. I thought Chika's reaction was more telling than Mori's.

More and more people outside the group and their families are finding out what's going on. Now the dog breeder knows. Just in case you don't remember, he asked one of her guards out during the national dog show. That's when it came out he's gay. They transferred that guard off her detail because of a conflict of interest, and the two of them are still dating.

.

Next Chapter:

The Ootori name buys information…the police are contacted…news reports start…Ritsu lets off some steam…a traitor emerges…Haruhi's agent calls…Renge and Cho talk marriage contracts…a leak to the press…and some information is provided.

.

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Ouran High School Host Club. I also do not own, nor am I making any money from, the following: Olympics, Lego, any real restaurant, business, artist, food product, movie, game, location, or really anything else that exists. I do, however, own any original characters and the plot of this story.