Author's Note:

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

Hang on…We're finally here…

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Date Posted: 11/18/2022

Trigger Warnings: Language, Violence, and deaths that are deserved.

The Painful Truth - Chapter 7: Finally

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Monday, September 26 (Continued)

Night, Security Conference Call:

Nakayama (BOS Interrogator): "We've got an address. Warehouse. Kabukicho district."

Oshiro (Morinozuka Head): "That's in the red-light district."

I turned at sudden movement. Takashi-sama'd thrown open the door and raced out, Chika-sama on his heels. I gestured for five officers to go after him and another five to reinforce those at the gate. It's locked down tight. He won't get out, but I'm worried about him hurting himself trying.

Morimoto (BOS Head): "I'm deploying my squads now. They'll set up a parameter and check out the building with infrared. Need to know what we're dealing with."

I signaled my tech, and he started pulling up cameras and displaying them around the map of the area. "Screen bank showing traffic cameras in the area. We'll start scanning license plates and work backwards."

Ishikawa (Haninozuka Head): I studied the map Morimoto-san displayed on our shared screens. His perimeter came up as a solid red line encompassing a block on all sides of the warehouse. "Where are you setting up the command center?"

Morimoto (BOS Head): I pointed to a spot outside the parameter, and my tech lit it up with a red square. "Right there. It's a parking garage so we'll have cover."

Oshio (Morinozuka Head): "We'll meet you there."

Hibino (Himura Head): "Damn right." No fucking way they're doing this without us.

Morimoto (BOS Head): "Wait!" I had to catch them before we had hundreds of security officers there milling around.

"We need to wait for confirmation before any action."

I pointed to another spot outside the parameter, this time almost half a kilometer outside. My tech lit it up with a green square.

"That's the rally point. The police will meet us there. Morinozuka, Kasanoda, and Himura. Heads and selected officers only. No more than five each. If you want to bring more, station them at least a kilometer out from there. This is already too public for my comfort level, and we don't want to be wrong."

Oshiro (Morinozuka Head): "Confirmed. If we tip them off, they could kill both of them. Small numbers and come quiet. And the rest of you," I looked around at the other group family security heads, "we'll keep you updated."

Kyoya: "The warehouse parking lot is big enough. I'll get medical choppers in the air as soon as you confirm they're there. They'll wait until you give the word for them to land. Tokyo Main is the nearest trauma hospital. I'll have the best of the best waiting."

Fujii (Kasanoda Head): "Ootori, Shinobu-sama will be brought to the Kasanoda Compound for treatment. We'll allow her to be transported in your helicopter with our doctor, Shishkura, on board."

Kyoya: "Are you insane? She could need one or more of dozens of difficult treatments and you want a yakuza doctor in a home clinic to treat her?"

Ryuu (Ritsu's Father): "We want her treated in private. You are unaware of the medical staff and equipment available at the Kasanoda compound. However, if her injuries are too severe for them, we'll send her to Tokyo Main."

Kyoya: "Fine." I hope they can handle her injuries. There's not a doubt in my mind that both of them will need serious treatment. Physical and mental.

Oshiro (Morinozuka Head): "Gentlemen, let's get our girls back."

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Night, Morinozuka Estate:

The group is restless and has no idea what's going on…

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"Do you," pant, "have to run," pant, "so fast, Satoshi?"

"You may be able to beat up a heavy bag, Hikaru-senpai, but you need to work on your endurance. We've only gone five kilometers [~3 miles]."

Hikaru isn't the only one flagging, but I kept it to myself. Don't want any 'old' jokes. I need to hit the treadmill more often.

"Yeah, Hika-chan, you should run with us more often." He gave me that cute smile. "Akito-chan's doing fine."

Guess I'm hiding it well. Then he winked at me. Guess not.

"We're out here to wear ourselves out so we can sleep tonight. You're supposed to be tired."

"Well," pant, "good job," pant, "Satoshi."

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The more I play this piece, the more I want to change it. It's such an uplifting melody, so romantic and carefree.

That's not where I am right now.

Right now, I'm worried for my darling friend and my friend Shinobu. I'm worried I'll never see them again.

Maybe I should start over.

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We all hit the edge of the pool at about the same time.

"Too close to call. Again?"

"This time the breaststroke."

"You're on."

Not sure about Renge and Cho, but I'm wearing out. Akito made me promise to sleep in a bed tonight, not on a sofa in the theater. Another few laps and I'll be able to.

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Night, Himura Syndicate vehicle headed for rally point:

"And I'm saying that it's my fucking call."

"I'm her father."

"And I'm her husband. I decide where she's treated. Not you. Not Arisa-san."

I watched Tetsuya and Kono check their guns for the fifth time since we got in the limo. Not sure I want Kono going in. He has too much to prove. But it's not my call. She's not my daughter.

"Are you saying you don't want her treated at the Kasanoda Compound?"

"No. Our docs and equipment are top notch. But I decide if she needs to go to a real hospital. Not you."

"You've been married for a few weeks. I've been her father for eighteen years. It's my decision."

I thought Hibino was going to lose it when he found out the kids were married, and Kono didn't tell him. Told him to deal with it. I didn't know either.

"I'm her fucking next of kin. Not you. Not anymore."

I'll break it up before it comes to blows…

"Are either of you a doctor?"

"What?"

"What the fuck, Fujii?"

"Are either of you a doctor." No response. "Leave it up to the Himura doctor, Shishkura. He's opinion actually matters."

"Well, shit."

"Alright."

The limo slowed down and Hibino said, "We're here."

"Wait. This is the fucking rally point, not the command center." Ritsu's fists were tight, and his jaw was grinding. "Get me to the damn command center."

"Only Black Onion Squad people authorized there."

"Who the fuck made that decision?"

"The man in charge, Morimoto-san."

"Well, that's just fucking great."

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Night, Warehouse in Tokyo – nowhere near the docks:

"Takashi?" I jerked waking up from the dream and silently screamed at the pain in my hand.

I saw Shinobu wince in sympathy.

The smell was practically unbearable. The body, the urine, and both of our messed underpants. About a half hour ago, I finally couldn't hold it anymore.

Her beautiful hair was scattered on the floor. She took such pride in it. It was long enough for her to sit on.

I jumped when she spoke, "I can't believe our fucking guards let this happen."

Guards? "They let it happen?"

"Are you kidding? We're their responsibility. We're here because they fucked up."

When she puts it that way…

Everything that Takashi said about my safety. All the arguments. Hiding in the hotel. He said Eiji'd increased my security. That I'd be safe.

What happened? Eiji said I'd be safe. Takashi said I'd be safe. And here I am.

"There's going to be hell to pay when I see Kono and my team again."

I looked over at her and thought about my team. Eiji, Miwa, Utsugi. Where were they when I needed them?

I looked down and saw the knife in my hand, my dirty underwear, and the dead body. Is this their fault?

"Hey, stop worrying." She smiled at me, "Guess we both have the same haircut now."

"So," I tried to smile at her, "how's married life?"

"Absolutely fucking fabulous."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. We're perfect for each other and being married has settled any 'ifs' we had left. We're a team, and we know it now."

"And the personal stuff?"

"You mean sex?"

My face got hotter. How I can blush through all this… "Yes." It came out as a squeak.

"Better than I ever thought possible, and we'd done a lot of stuff already. It's fun, wild, and crazy. But it's also sweet, gentle, and loving. It connects us in ways I didn't know were possible."

"You're going soft, Shinobu."

"No way in hell."

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Night, Phone Call between Kasanoda Ryuu and Chiba Dai:

Ryuu: "About fucking time, Dai. Where are they?"

Dai: "I don't know." We can't find my son. He's never this unreachable. I'm beginning to think Ryuu-san's right.

Ryuu: "This is the last chance you've got to live through this. Where are they?" Not telling him about the address. Not giving him the chance to warn his son. No fucking way.

Dai: "I don't know." It's time to distance myself. "I haven't been able to reach Daiju."

Ryuu: Shit. He may not know, but he suspects. That's as good an answer as we're going to get.

I hung up without another word.

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Night, Morinozuka Vehicle headed for Rally point:

They'd picked Takashi and me up at the gates. Once he knew the address, he flew out the door, but the gates, guards, and I stopped him. He tried climbing them, be we got him down.

"We'll be at the rally point in five minutes."

All I got was a growl.

We'd changed in the van. Combat boots, black clothes, and bulletproof vests. We've practiced with them, so they shouldn't interfere with our hand-to-hand fighting.

"Remember, you two," Uncle said in that commanding voice of his, "you will not be going in first. I will not risk your lives, no matter what."

Neither of us was happy about that, but we understood. The Black Onion Squad was trained for this. Trained to take a building full of armed men. Our primary goal was Haruhi.

But we needed confirmation and a plan first.

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As we pulled up to the rally point, I hung up with Morimoto. "BOS troops are still performing reconnaissance of the area."

"Still?" Akira-sama's voice was hard as steel.

"They've identified several cameras on the street that aren't standard traffic issue. There's also lots of activity around the area because of the red-light businesses. It's difficult to distinguish between those there for that and those guarding the warehouse. They don't want to tip them off."

I literally heard Takashi-sama grind his teeth in frustration. He's not the only one but going in without confirmation and a solid plan will only get the girls hurt or killed. And some of our officers too.

I nodded at Ryuu-sama and Hibino-san. Ritsu-sama was pacing along the far wall. Police officers were standing around waiting for orders. They'll come in after the BOS secures the building.

"Ishikawa?" Hibino-san asked.

"Stayed behind to run it from headquarters. He'll keep everyone informed and act as the information conduit."

Now, we just have to wait on Morimoto.

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Night, Command Center, Parking Garage:

We arrived at the parking garage just as Tachibana finished his apple. How can he eat at a time like this?

Morimoto and Kondo were waiting for us with the leaders of the two squads. They were all clustered around several screens showing the bodycam feeds from the officers.

"Anything?"

"Not yet, Ootori-sama. Lots of people to check and eliminate."

I bent down to retie the lace of my boot. It didn't need it, but I have to keep my hands busy.

Haru could be in that building. Probably hurt. Or worse.

My Haru…

No, Mori-senpai's Haru.

No, Haruhi's Haru. She's her own person. Not realizing that is why she's dating him and not married to me.

I'm such an idiot.

But I'll make it up to everyone tonight. The BOS will rescue her, and Tokyo Main will treat her.

And I'll step back out of her life.

I'm such an idiot.

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Bodycams showed several prostitutes advertising themselves. Both men and women. All young. Too young.

One of the squads was entirely undercover acting as customers to get close to the warehouse.

Too many cameras. We'd identified at least three guards.

I headed over to Kyoya-sama when I saw him grab a cup of coffee. I plucked it out of his hand and replaced it with a bottle of water.

"Tachibana…"

He tried to stare me down, but I wasn't having it. I lowered my voice so only he could hear, "You're twitchy. I can see your hands tremble. Drink the water."

He downed the entire bottle in one go and held out his hand for the coffee. I gave it to him and refrained from rolling my eyes.

"Once they are at the hospital, you will eat a meal."

He only nodded and gulped the coffee while staring at the screens.

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Night, Rally Point:

As soon as we arrived, they gave us all earpieces but no mic. Then I heard Ootori's voice.

"That motherfucker's at the command center, and I'm back here!" I headed for the car, "Hell no. Bu's in there. I'm her fucking husband."

"Ritsu!" Pops grabbed my arm. "They're his troops."

"But…"

"No. This isn't about you. It's about Shinobu and Haruhi. What's best for them. And right now, the Black Onion Squad is what's best. And he owns them."

"Prick."

"I agree, but that doesn't change things."

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Husband?

I thought they were engaged, and the wedding wasn't until next summer.

Glancing over at Takashi and Chika, I could tell they hadn't heard. Both are concentrating on the screens and listening to the squads reporting in.

I agree with Ritsu-kun. My own anger is starting to win. Haruhi-chan might not be my daughter by blood, but I still see her that way. And I want to be at the command center.

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Night, Morinozuka Vehicle Pulling up at Rally Point:

"Thanks, Ishikawa-san. I'll have my staff start drafting some press releases." And I hung up the phone.

"Press releases?" Akira-sama came over to us as Endo-san shut the car door. "What press releases?"

"We've kept a tight lid on this so far, but with all the activity now there's no way the press isn't going to be tipped off. There are just too many people involved from all the different families. Some maid, PR intern, low-level security, someone will do it. We need to be ready."

"How much are you going to release?"

"Depends on how much the press is told and what they've found out. That's why there are different ones being drafted. One to confirm she's safe and in the hospital but nothing else. Another to confirm the entire story including the trafficking and yakuza connections. We'll trim that one if necessary."

He crossed his arms in front of his chest and leaned back on my car. "This is a nightmare."

"We'll all get through it. We'll all support Haruhi-sama."

"I'm trusting you, Hara-san. Don't put her in the spotlight."

"We're doing everything we can to keep this quiet and downplay it when it gets out. But the press is like fire. Once it gets going, it's hard to put out."

"I know you'll do your best."

"Thank you, Akira-sama. Now," I picked up my briefcase, "I need a place to set up."

"This way."

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Night, Command Center:

We all watched the screen as the van drove slowly down the street. Blacked out windows hid infrared cameras.

"There're too many people. How do we know which ones are in the warehouse?"

"They aren't at the warehouse yet, Kyoya-sama. They're using the crowd and other buildings to calibrate the equipment."

An infrared display of what had to be two people having sex went past on the screen. "Is that…"

"Not the warehouse yet. We are in the red-light district."

Now that I've seen that, it's all I can see. Please, not Haru. Not sweet, innocent Haru.

The radio crackled, "Approaching warehouse. It takes up the block, so we'll have to do a couple passes."

They couldn't just go around the block. Too suspicious. I'd already asked. Infrared from helicopters was out, but we did have some people on the rooftops surrounding the block. So far, they'd only reported a small number of people milling around. The higher-powered equipment was in the van.

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Tomizawa-san and I stood behind the main group, a little to the side so we could still see the screen.

When I invited those men into my office this afternoon, I never expected to be running point for the entire Tokyo police department on such a huge human trafficking takedown. I thought the chief would take over, but he only asked to be kept informed. Wasn't until I left his office that I realized he was protecting himself from the blowback if all this went sideways.

"This is a career maker or ender. You ready, Yokota-san?"

"Yeah." I shoved my hands in my pockets and tried to ignore my rumpled suit. I'll have someone get me a fresh one before the inevitable press conference. "You ready to take the ones we already arrested to court?"

"Definitely. Those that talked gave us valuable info on those that didn't. They'll get even longer sentences. As for the relocating and new identities, the Black Onion Squad is helping with that, so my departmental resources won't be strained. It was a good deal all around."

"Only if we get those girls back."

"Of course."

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"What's that? Go back!"

My tech pulled up the delay on another screen and went through frame by frame. "Two people in chairs."

"Two small people."

"Has to be them."

"We'll go on that assumption." I ordered the van to keep making passes and for the rooftop team with the best vantage point for those heat signatures to give us a stationary view.

"Morimoto?" Kyoya-sama'd come up behind me. He doesn't look well. "What's next?"

"Plan fast and lean then go get them."

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I headed over to Tomizawa-san, the head prosecutor, and Yokota-san, the Deputy Police Chief. We'd been keeping them at a distance for a couple reasons. The main one being, I wanted the BOS to rescue Haru. I trusted them. I trusted them to not hold back when they broke through that door. The police have different priorities.

But we couldn't keep them from the command center. They'll be the official faces of any arrests and need to coordinate their teams from here.

"I'm impressed with your manpower, Ootori-sama."

"Thank you." I took the complement and left the implication of being the stronger force despite being private. It's a simple fact, and they can't do anything about it.

Morimoto joined us. "Is everything ready for the follow up assaults?"

"Yes," Yokota-san nodded. "There are teams staged in several areas of the city, areas similar to those of the previous locations. Once we have addresses for any other buildings where girls are being sold, we'll give them the green light to raid them."

"I've assigned several officers to work with your police to sort through any paperwork found here. Those locations are their priority. The raids will need to happen before this gets on the news."

I took off my glasses and pinched my nose. Not much chance of getting to them all before the raid on the headquarters is made public, but the police are as ready as they can be. They've coordinated with Lighthouse for representatives to be with each team so they're ready for any women and girls they find.

"The Ootori Conglomeration has given each team ambulance and medical personnel support, including medical evac helicopters if necessary. They have orders not to bring any of the rescued to Tokyo Main. Fujioka's presence there will be leaked, and the other victims do not need the exposure and stress."

"Agreed."

Tomizawa-san seemed out of his element. As the chief prosecutor, he's rarely in the field.

"We also have Lighthouse representatives and additional medical here in case there are victims other than Fujioka-san and Himura-san." I hate having to call Haru that, but they must not know of my previous involvement with her. I owe her that much and much more.

"I hadn't even considered that." Yes, out of his element.

"They'll come in as soon as the BOS and police have secured the building."

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Night, Morinozuka Vehicle, Headed for Tokyo Main:

"Are you sure you want to come, Kumi? The stress…"

"Don't even try that, Umeko. I'm coming no matter what. I need to be there for her and you. Besides," I grabbed my purse as we jumped out of the limo, "we're at a hospital. There are dozens of doctors to watch out for me."

"Including me," my doctor, Sagawa-san, said as he followed us into the hospital and towards a private waiting room Ootori-san had set up.

Aoi, Umeko's assistant, set up her laptop and connected it to the security feeds. It's one-way, so we can't talk to them, but we'll know what's going on in real time. Honami, Haruhi-chan's assistant, stood behind us to watch the feed. She's in over her head, but Aoi will help her through what she needs to do.

Eiji will be joining us in a few minutes with a temporary detail for Haruhi-chan.

Umeko sat down and dialed Haruhi-chan's therapist…

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Umeko: "We just got confirmation."

Inoue: "I'm on my way. Tokyo Main, right?"

Umeko: "Yes. There'll be a security officer at the entrance to escort you up to our waiting room."

Inoue: "ETA for Haruhi-chan?"

Umeko: "We don't have that yet." I realized I was rocking back and forth in my seat and leaned back to brace myself. "They're planning the rescue now."

Inoue: "Thanks for the heads up earlier today. You did the right thing."

Umeko: "She'll need all of us."

Inoue: "Yes. And we'll get her through it." Whatever she's been through. She's a tough girl.

Umeko: "See you soon."

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Umeko-sama'd called me a few hours ago when she learned about the traffickers. She was an absolute wreck. I could barely understand her over the phone. Once her assistant took over, I got the full story and agreed to be on call for when they found her.

Once I get to the hospital, I'll start cancelling my appointments for tomorrow and Wednesday. I'll play it by ear after that.

That sweet girl.

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Night, Kasanoda Vehicle Headed for Kasanoda Compound:

"There's a full operating suite?" Arissa-sama's talking through tears, mopping her face.

"Yes. We've called in our surgeon and OR nurses. They're getting it ready."

I'd agreed to accompany her to the Compound. Hibino's using Himura guards for the rescue. My only guy there is Tetsuya. I came here to get the helipad ready and to make sure our guards are on alert.

"What about x-ray equipment?"

"We have that, but not an MRI." Our medical facilities are best described as a field hospital. We have an 'understanding' with a couple of hospitals around Tokyo for when we can't handle the injuries.

The SUV raced through the gates and skidded to a stop in front of the medical building. Our head doctor came running out. "Everything's ready. The medics will radio ahead to let us know what to prepare for. She'll be taken care of, Himura-sama. Don't worry."

His eyes met mine over her head, and he nodded. He was ready.

Now we need to get Shinobu-sama here.

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Night, Public Relations Conference Call:

Hara (Morinozuka Head): "Endo-san and I are at the rally point. We'll get the information directly from the command center."

Kinoshita (Houshakuji, Japan Head): "What do you need from us?"

Hara (Morinozuka Head): "Not sure yet. You've all gotten the press release drafts. Send any suggestions to my staff."

Ando (Hitachiin Head): "I can't believe this hasn't leaked yet."

Akabane (Every Woman Head): "It will soon, and it will be ugly."

Hara (Morinozuka Head): "Morinozuka security has stationed some officers a few blocks out in all directions. They're watching for any news activity. Hopefully, we'll get a warning before they descend."

Tsuzuki (Suoh Head): "You sound so sure it will leak."

Ando (Hitachiin Head): Got to remember he doesn't have as much experience as I do. "At this point, there are at least a hundred people if not more that know what's going on when you add up all the staff and security from all our families and businesses. It will leak. It will be within the next fifteen minutes."

Endo (Haruhi's PR): "Especially with the Twitter rumors. The press is on edge and ready for a tip."

Hara (Morinozuka Head): "Endo and I will deal with any that show up here. We've got a dedicated group of security to hold them back when they show. I need all of you to keep as calm as possible and pivot all questions back to Morinozuka PR. Once it's out, 'No comment' won't work anymore."

Akabane (Every Woman Head): "What about her agent?"

Hara (Morinozuka Head): "I spoke with him before I called all of you. He's headed for the hospital to meet with Umeko-sama. Technically he works for her since Haruhi-sama's under eighteen. I'll join them as soon as medical leaves here with the girls."

Tsuzuki (Suoh Head): "You're assuming they're alive."

Hara (Morinozuka Head): "Infrared supports that, but we have a release in case of the worst."

Sawada (Ootori): "I'm almost there. I'll handle any issues between personal security and the police. Right now, they're holding back and letting the Black Onion Squad run the show. My staff and I will stay on site until things cool down."

Hara (Morinozuka Head): "That's it. Any questions, go through my staff. Your security heads will keep you updated, and I'll hold another call when we're all at the hospital."

I ended the call and looked around. Police officers and officers from three different families, including two yakuza, were huddled up getting briefed on the plan.

I swiveled back to Endo-san to get a statement ready to release from the hospital.

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Night, Red-Light District:

"You sure this tip was legit?"

"The source tracks back to insider knowledge. It's good."

"There's so much sex worker activity here, it's hard to know what we're looking for."

Red-light district. And I'm stuck here undercover, posing as a customer. I'm a happily married man. I don't know how to buy sex. And these girls…so young. Maybe after this story calms down, I'll do an expose on these districts. They're absolutely disgraceful.

"Hey, Honey."

I just nodded back and kept moving.

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Sure. Send the young intern down here in a school-girl outfit and try to blend in.

Some of the offers I'm getting are just gross.

"See anything, Blue?" came through my earpiece.

And they gave us code names. Blue just because I wore a blue shirt to work today.

"Just a bunch of perverts."

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"I recognize a cameraman from channel seven. Seems to be checking out the girls, but he's actually studying the crowd."

"Shit. Looks like our tipster sold the story to more than just us."

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Night, Rally Point:

"Takashi-sama, Chika-sama, and Oshiro-san – you're in that first SUV," Morimoto pointed to a line of vehicles. "Ritsu-sama, Tetsuya-san, Kono-san, and Hibino-san in the second."

He glared at all of us. "You are going in after the first wave of my men. You're only responsibility are the girls."

I nodded and led them over.

"Oshiro?" I turned at Akira-sama's call. All he could do was stare and swallow hard.

"I've got them, Morinozuka-sama."

He nodded and headed for his own SUV with Ryuu-sama, Junto-sama, and Morimoto-san. I saw Ootori-sama climb in too. They'll come in after the building is secure.

Tokyo police will bring up the rear of the force, arresting anyone still alive.

The rest of the Morinozuka forces piled into vans and will hold their positions until needed for crowd control.

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"Takashi?"

"Hn."

"We'll get her. It will be fine."

"Fine? It's been almost thirty-two hours. We have no idea what we're going to find. We have no idea how she is."

He kept flexing his fingers and rolling his shoulders, loosening up for the raid.

Find and secure Haruhi. That's our only concern.

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I watched the Young Lord as he rolled his shoulders and flexed his fingers.

"We'll get there in time."

"We better, Tetsuya. We better."

He shook his head, and I heard him mumble, "Find that crazy chick and keep her safe. That's my only concern."

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Night, Security Conference Call:

Ishikawa (Haninozuka Head): "Infrared shows what we think are the girls in chairs. BOS squads will breach in a few minutes. I'll report in after it's over."

Osakada (Houshakuji Japan Head): "Good luck."

Ishikawa (Haninozuka Head): "I'm going to tell the kids. You're clear to tell the parents."

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Night, Game Room, Morinozuka Estate:

Their detail heads brought them from all over the estate. The boys, except for the Suoh kid, sweating from a run, one of the twins panting pretty hard. The girls smelled like saltwater. Must have been in the pool.

When I walked in, they were all standing right inside the door waiting for me.

"Anything?"

"We're reasonably sure we found them. A raid is being coordinated. We'll update you as soon as we know."

The noise from their questions was so loud, one of my guards shouted, "Quiet!"

"I can't tell you any more than that."

"Fuck," one of the twins mumbled under his breath and started pacing.

Renge-sama asked, "Can we call our parents?" I nodded.

Akito-san, the oldest, caught my eyes. "Thank you, Ishikawa-san."

"I suggest you all shower and change. If it is them, you'll want to be at the hospital."

I walked out quickly before I was trampled by them heading for their rooms.

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Night, Warehouse in Tokyo – nowhere near the docks:

No masks.

They aren't wearing masks!

Shinobu laughed. Full out laughed. "Knew it was you, Daiju. I knew it. It's that entitled dickhead voice of yours. Recognized it right away."

"You reek, bitch."

"Oh, Kami. You've insulted me! Whatever shall I do? I'll be mentally and emotionally scarred for years."

He was behind my shoulder so I couldn't see the signal, but I saw the guy behind Shinobu raise a bucket. I braced for the cold.

Liquid pain shot up my arm, and I screamed. One of the buckets was dumped right on my hand.

My head hung forward. I tried to pant through the pain.

Takashi? I need you.

"You going to tell me what I want to know?"

She glanced over at me, and I barely shook my head.

"No way in fucking hell."

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I jerked hard in my chair when that dickhead with a knife came up behind Haruhi and grabbed her hair. Same dickhead that stabbed her hand. Pulling her head back, he pressed it to her throat.

"Tell me, or she gets it."

Haruhi, I'll give you one last chance. I caught her eye and asked, "You sure?"

She stared back, eyes locked on mine. No quivering, no stuttering. "Yes."

I turned back to Daiju. "Eat shit and die." I gave him my best copy of Ritsu's grin. "I have some here for you."

Don't know what I was expecting. Wouldn't have been surprised if he slit her throat right then and there.

Motherfucker gave the order, "Do it."

Haruhi screwed her eyes shut and grit her teeth as he cut down the left side of her face from hairline to chin.

I wanted to yell, but that's what he wants me to do. "Always knew you were a coward, Daiju."

When Haruhi shook her head free, some of the blood got in her mouth. She spit it on the floor. "Do what you want, asshole. It won't matter."

That's my girl. Too bad we're going to die here together.

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xXx

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Night, Security Informing Parents:

Hitachiin:

Harada (Security Head): "They're reasonably sure they've found them. They'll be breaching the warehouse within minutes."

Yuzuha: "And my sons?"

Harada (Security Head): "The group has been told. They won't be taken to the hospital at least until Fujioka-sama arrives, probably sometime after that. We're assuming injuries that will keep them from seeing her for a significant amount of time. They'd only be sitting in the waiting room."

Yuzuha: "Call me the second you know they've got them and then when the kids are leaving for the hospital. I'll head there then."

Harada (Security Head): "Yes, Ma'am."

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Suoh:

"Yuzuru-sama, the Black Onion Squad is about to breach a warehouse…"

His phone started ringing…

"Tamaki?"

Anne-Sophie-sama walked over and held her ear to the phone.

"Kawabata's updating us now."

"I'm sure they'll take you to the hospital as soon as the girls are there."

I nodded to confirm.

"Follow security orders. You'll see Haruhi-chan and Shinobu-chan as soon as the doctors let you."

"Are you a doctor?"

I held back a smile, imaging what Tamaki-sama was saying.

"We'll meet you at the hospital when we know the girls can have visitors."

"There's no point in us coming sooner. We'll all be sitting there staring at each other and that won't do your mother any good."

She started to say something, but he shook his head.

"Keep me updated by text."

When Yuzuru-sama hung up, she said, "I could go and wait. That shouldn't be the reason why we're not going."

"I know, darling. But," he cradled her cheek with his hand, and I turned away, "there really is no reason for us to go any sooner. Here we can be comfortable and perhaps even rest. It's late."

"Alright, but the minute we know we can see them…"

"Of course, my love."

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Houshakuji:

Renge: "Tamaki-kun's calling his father now. They think they've found them."

Rene: "I'm just reading a text from Osakada-san. The BOS sounds sure."

Renge: "They better be. No one here needs false hope."

Rene: "Are you alright there without me? I could fly back…"

Renge: "No. Stay in Paris. There's really nothing you could do here. If I need anything, Tamaki-kun's parents are here."

Rene: "Once they're back and recovering, I'll plan a trip out there. I need to take care of some business anyway."

Renge: "Thanks, Dad." I heard a whaling noise. "I need to go. Tamaki-kun just hung up with his father."

Rene: "Keep me updated."

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Shido (via text):

Yuki: They found them! We should know more real soon.

Fuyumi: that's wonderful. You focus on them. I'll get updates through Ootori security.

Yuki: ok

Fuyumi: tell Akito he doesn't have to update me

Yuki: ok

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Cho:

"Fine. Let me know."

I slammed the phone down hard and heard it crack.

Dammit.

Staring up at the ceiling, I took a deep breath and started counting.

"1…" I could feel Mei's curiosity and anxiety across the room.

"2…" At least she knows not to interrupt me while I'm counting.

"3…" I had to hear about this from some second level Haninozuka guard.

"4…" My own daughter wouldn't even call me.

"5…" I can't believe Takao couldn't get through to her.

"6…" I had to call him to find out what Nomura said.

"7…" We must break away from the Haninozuka's.

"8…" My daughter will not get married without our blessing…and our input into the marriage contract.

"9…" This isn't working.

"10…"

"Daizo?"

"They think they found those girls. If it's them, Nomura and the rest of that group will head for the hospital."

"Who was that?"

"Some Haninozuka guard."

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xXx

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Night, Around the Warehouse:

"Infrared team two. We've got movement. Seven guys entered the room."

Shit.

"We'll go as soon as all positions are confirmed. Sound off."

I listened to all the teams reporting ready. Morimoto-sama confirming each as he heard them.

"Takashi. Yasuchika. Get my daughter back." I heard Akira-sama's voice through the radio.

"Yes, Uncle," Chika-sama responded back.

"Hn."

The young lord, Kono, Hibino-san, and I were in the back of another van, waiting for it to start driving down the street to the door. We'll go in right after the first wave. Ryuu-sama gave us one last order, "Ritsu. Tetsuya. Kono. Whatever it takes."

"Yes, Sir," I reported back for all of us.

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I looked around the van at all three fathers. All of them nodded.

We're ready.

"On my order…

"3…

"2…

"1…"

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xXx

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Midnight, Warehouse in Tokyo – nowhere near the docks:

"Fuck it." I grabbed a gun from one of my guys. "I bet there's no one else. You're so fucking full of yourself, I bet no one knows about your little crusade."

I walked over and stood in front of that Himura bitch and pointed the barrel right at her chest.

"I'll just kill both of you and dump you in the ocean. No one will ever find the bodies."

"FATHER!"

My eyes flicked over to my oldest son and then back to her. "Shut up, Daikichi."

"But you said I could have her."

"Changed my mind. A sewar rat would make a better fuck toy."

As I pulled the trigger, he jumped me.

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xXx

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Twitter and News:

Lots of activity in the redlight district! Looks like a raid. Stay tuned to this feed and our website for more updates [pics of SUVs and BOS officers taken by undercover press] [Link to website]

#FujiokaHaruhi found! Police prepping for raid! #FujiokaHaruhiKidnapped #FujiokaHaruhi #HitachiinModel #EveryWoman #PettoChinmi #FujiokaThreats [pics of SUVs and warehouse] [link to different gossip website]

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Anchorman: "We're interrupting your regularly scheduled broadcast with the following breaking story. Fujioka Haruhi, the face of the Hitachiin 'Every Woman' line and owner of Petto Chinmi has been found.

[Live streaming of SUVs arriving at warehouse, officers piling out and charging the door.]

Anchorman: "Twitter has been full of rumors of her kidnapping for over twenty-four hours and our station received a tip to her rescue.

"The live stream you're watching is from an undercover reporter on the scene. Let's listen to his description…"

Undercover Reporter: "What you're seeing is a police raid of a warehouse in Tokyo's main redlight district in Kabukicho. Dozens of officers are pouring in after breaking down the door…

"Do you see what I'm seeing? That's Morinozuka Takashi and Haninozuka Yasuchika. With them here, no further confirmation is needed. Fujioka Haruhi must be in that building…"

Anchorman: "Is that Kasanoda Ritsu? The heir to the Kasanoda Yakuza Syndicate?"

[Live stream focusing on Ritsu]

Undercover Reporter: "That's him. I believe this confirms yakuza involvement, but no idea what."

Anchorman: "Kasanoda Ritsu is friends with Fujioka Haruhi. They both attend Ouran Academy and are in the same year…"

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"Blue, where the hell are you? We're getting scooped."

"I'm headed for the warehouse now. Was two blocks over."

"You better run."

"In these heels? This perverted costume was your idea."

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xXx

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Midnight, Around the Warehouse:

We all heard a gunshot and Morimoto yelled, "GO!"

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"FUCK!" I'm hit…

But alive.

Shithead pervert saved me.

But then he picked up the gun where Daiji dropped it.

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"You want her, you can have her," I yelled at my son as I stumbled up and headed for the Fujioka girl. I'll finish her off.

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We blew the door and burst in, my team on point.

They spread out and eliminated all the threats. Textbook.

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"DAIKICHI!"

He shot my wife!

I charged forward, putting four in him as I passed. I skidded up to her before his body hit the ground.

"Bu!"

"Where the fuck have you been, Asshole?"

I could only shake my head at her as I cut her free, "Crazy wife."

"Shut up and kiss me."

And I did. Gently.

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I recognized Daiju from the photo the BOS showed us. He's between us and Haruhi.

"Haruhi!" Takashi passed me like I was walking.

I watched him grab Daiju by the head and twist, dropping him to the floor without breaking stride.

He killed him…

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Kono and I covered the young lord. The BOS took down all the muscle in the room and were spreading out through the building.

He looked over at me, "As soon as we're done here, I'll go back to the compound as ordered."

I grunted back. He made his bed.

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My beautiful Haruhi. I slid to a stop right in front of her and froze.

Her face covered in a sheen of sweat and blood, cut, and bruises from fingers. Then I saw the knife.

"Takashi, you're here." She slumped forward. "It hurts…"

Huge eyes. Tears running through the dirt and blood on her face.

I reached out…

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I watched him staring at the hacker; the intensity in his eyes hard as steal.

"They dead?" He turned to me, and his eyes softened a bit.

"Of course." He looked around me on the floor. "Your hair."

"Doesn't matter." I took a breath. "Kasa?"

"She's fine."

His hand came up and cupped the back of my head.

"Ritsu?"

"Hmm?"

"I can't see out of my right eye."

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"We're still clearing rooms. Thirteen so far in addition to the ones in the main room."

"Keep looking. I'll clear the police to come in."

"Yes, Sir."

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"Takashi! Don't touch that!"

He jumped and his hand fell away.

"You'll only make it worse if you pull it out." He knows that, but he's not thinking. Surprised I am. "Let the paramedics handle it."

He knelt down beside her and pulled her head to his chest. "I'm here Haruhi. You're safe now. Safe. I'm here."

I spun around to check the room while he kept reassuring her. Her sobs are breaking my heart.

Then my eyes landed on Daiju's body.

Takashi killed him. He deserved it. But Takashi killed a human being. And I'm not sure he knows he did it.

Now's not the time.

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xXx

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Midnight, Outside the Warehouse:

The fathers and Ootori-sama headed in, followed by their security heads and my police officers. Morimoto-san had radioed in that the building was clear.

The third wave of BOS officers were erecting barricades and pushing people back. If I'd had the manpower, I'd have raided every building in the redlight district, but I'm spread too thin with the teams all over waiting for brothel addresses.

That's when I noticed the press.

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"Hey! That's mine!"

I'd ripped the phone out of the reporter's hand. "Not anymore." Then I tossed it on the ground and stomped on it. "Get behind the barricade. Now!"

"I have a right to be here. Who are you?"

That's when a police officer came up behind me. "Sir, move behind the barricade or I'll arrest you."

Then I saw another reporter. This one dressed as a prostitute in a school-girl outfit. But she's got her phone up, streaming and talking over it. I headed over…

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xXx

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Midnight, Inside the Warehouse:

I stood just inside the door and watched. I watched Mori-senpai holding Haru's head to his chest. I watched blood dripping off the knife stabbed through her hand. Will she be able to write again? Hold things? Even make a fist?

I watched Chika staring at Daiju's body. Who killed him? BOS officers were ordered not to use lethal force unless absolutely necessary. I could see both his hands. I couldn't see a gun.

His son's body told a different story. There's a gun next to it, and he's got several gunshot wounds. Shinobu-san's hip is bleeding. He must have shot her. There's also a gun on the floor right next to Ritsu. I assume he killed Daikichi. He deserved it.

Which one stabbed Haru?

I could kill him with my bare hands, but if it was Daiju, someone beat me to it.

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Before the gurney and paramedics got within hearing distance, I pointed to a guy being held by the door. "Him."

Ritsu just raised an eyebrow.

"He stabbed Haruhi."

"I'll take care of it."

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We were running, the gurney in front of us, as we headed to the small girl with brown hair.

Then we pulled up short when we saw her hand pinned with a knife to the armrest of the chair.

"We'll need a saw. We have to cut the chair arm off."

"We should take her chair and all."

"Will that fit on the helicopter?"

"If we can put the gurney on it, we can get the chair on it."

"Might need to cut the legs off."

My partner immobilized her arm by strapping it to the chair. He packed the top of her hand with pressure bandages and applied a tourniquet. I got her facial laceration under control and tried to put the c-collar on her.

"No! Please!"

That's when I saw the blindfold and gag on the floor. No wonder she's panicked by something around her neck and head.

"I need to keep your neck from moving."

"Deep breaths, Haruhi. Relax. I'm right here," the big guy murmured to her. Just what she needed, and she started to relax.

"So cold…"

"She's going into shock."

We laid her down with the back of the chair on the floor and her feet in the air.

"I can break off the legs."

I looked up at the big guy. If he can, it will be faster than finding a saw.

"Do it."

Four kicks and she barely felt it.

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Obvious yakuza. Won't stop us from treating her. She's a victim here.

"She can't see out of her right eye." He's yakuza too. We watched him go in after the first wave.

"We need to immobilize your neck and head."

"Just do what you need to do," she barked. "I don't need a play-by-play."

Ten minutes later, we had her on the gurney, c-collar on, head immobilized, eyes covered to keep her from moving them too much, IV started, and her bullet wound in her hip packed.

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"Haruhi-chan."

It came out as a whisper and Oshiro glanced at me. "She'll be alright. We've got the best medical waiting for her at Tokyo Main. Tezuka, your family doctor, is waiting on the helicopter. And Haruhi-sama's a fighter."

I paused for a beat, watching my older son on his knees next to her. He's obviously in love with her. "She'll make a good Morinozuka." But how does she feel about him? "If she wishes."

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While they were working on Bu, I called Kono over.

"I'm leaving as ordered, Kasanoda-sama."

Yeah, Junto and I are in full agreement about that. Kono could make sure she's safe, but as soon as she was, he's gone. I don't want her to see him now. I don't want her that angry.

"Take that fucker with you." I pointed out the guy Bu told me stabbed Haruhi. "Darkest hole you've got."

I'll give him credit; he didn't even ask. "Done."

We'll deal with him later. If I didn't think Mori-senpai'd take it easy on him, I'd let him do it.

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xXx

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Tuesday, September 27

Early, Early Morning, Office, Warehouse:

"Inspector, take a look at this." I held up the paper I just found. "Looks like a list of locations."

"How many?"

"Fifteen."

He snatched it out of my hands, "This includes the ones already raided. That leaves nine." He pulled out his radio, "Get Tamizawa-sama and Yokota-sama in here right now."

"Keep searching," he barked at us, then mumbled under his breath, "We have nine raids to plan."

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xXx

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Early, Early Morning, Private Waiting Room, Tokyo Main:

Some were staring at the TV, watching a live stream. Some were reading out tweets.

When my phone rang, everyone went silent.

Eiji: "Oshiro-sama?"

Oshiro (Morinozuka Head): "Put me on speaker. I have an update."

Eiji: "Yes, Sir."

I tapped the screen and put the phone in the middle of the table.

Oshiro: "We got them. They're safe."

Sagawa (Haninozuka Doctor): I watched everyone in the room practically deflate. "Injuries?"

Oshiro: "Haruhi-sama's got a cut on her face. The bleeding's under control." I paused for just a beat, "And she's been stabbed through her right hand."

Umeko: "No…"

Sagawa (Haninozuka Doctor): "I'm headed for the emergency room so I can listen in to the medics." I practically ran out the door. A penetrating injury of the hand can be serious.

Kumi: "Will she be able to use it?"

Oshiro: "We'll have to wait on the doctors for that. The knife went through her hand and the armrest. They're bringing her in still in the chair. The surgeons will remove it."

Umeko: "The doctors…"

Oshiro: "Ootori-sama's taking care of it. He's calling in the specialists needed. They'll be ready for them."

Eiji: "Is she conscious?"

Oshiro: "She's fading in and out from the shock."

Umeko: I have to know. I swallowed hard to clear the lump in my throat. "Will she make it?"

Oshiro: "Medics are optimistic. Neither girl has life-threatening injuries."

Kumi: "And Shinobu-san?"

Oshiro: "Shot in the hip and bad facial injury. Can't see out of her eye."

Yamamoto (Mori's Assistant): "Shit…"

Oshiro: "As far as I know, they're still planning on flying her to the Kasanoda Compound, but they might change their minds in flight."

I looked over at the girls, the medics starting to move Shinobu-sama towards the door.

"They'll be on helicopters within minutes. The hospital will keep you updated."

Umeko: "Takashi, Chika, and Akira?"

Oshiro: "They'll be following as soon as the helicopter takes off."

Umeko: "Thank you, Oshiro-san."

Oshiro: "Of course."

Now they're starting to move Haruhi-sama.

"Eiji, take me off speaker."

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When the security guard hung up, Umeko-sama practically sprang on him. "What did he tell you?"

"He updated me on the arrests…"

I let the conversation drift into the background as I thought about my client. Cut on her face and a knife through her hand. Will she be able to model after this? What's the best way to capitalize on this mess while not offending the Morinozuka's and her sensibilities?

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Once things calmed down, I stepped out of the room to update Dylan.

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xXx

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Early, Early Morning, Warehouse Parking Lot:

After I saw the injuries, I made my way to the landing site.

"I need our best retinal ophthalmologist, neurologist, maxillofacial surgeon, hand orthopedist, plastic surgeon, otolaryngologist, and associated residents and nurses. I need two full operating suits with the best anesthesiologists, OR nurses, and full equipment. The MRI, CT scanner, and x-rays cleared for incoming patients. Coordinate with the medics. They'll be in the helicopters soon. You've got fifteen minutes."

I hung up the phone and stared into the night sky. I don't care that Ritsu wanted Shinobu to go to his compound. I'm sure the doctor will divert to Tokyo Main, and I want doctors ready there for her.

The helicopters will be here any minute.

"Kyoya-sama?"

I didn't look over at Tachibana. "What?"

"The escort helicopters will touch down right after the girls are loaded."

"The families don't know about them yet. We'll tell them when they get here."

"Yes, Sir."

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xXx

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Early, Early Morning, Game Room, Morinozuka Estate:

"There's Mori-senpai!"

"And Chika!"

Both twins were standing, pointing at the TV. "They must be there."

"But why haven't we heard anything! I need to know my darling friend is alright!" How does Renge stand that whiny tone? He doesn't use it often, but it's horrible. Yuki never uses a tone like that.

"I'm sure security will be here any minute."

"They fucking better." Hikaru grabbed the remote and started flipping, looking for a different live stream.

"These tweets are crazy, Honey-kun." Cho and Honey are sitting on a loveseat, their heads together staring at his tablet. Besides Yuki and me, they're the only ones sitting.

The door opened and Ishikawa cleared his throat.

Then he was hit with a wall of sound. Poor guy even took a step back.

"QUIET!" He had to say it two more times.

"You will all be quiet and listen, or I will leave for a half-hour and then update you."

He may not work with adolescents a lot, but he knows how to handle a mob.

"They've been found."

"Are they OK?"

"Where?"

"Who had them?"

"Are they alive?"

"What the hell kind of question is that Renge? Of course, they're alive."

"Hika, be quiet." Kaoru pulled him away from the group a couple steps. "You aren't helping."

"Are you finished?" Ishikawa put his fists on his hips and waited for silence again. "They are alive but have injuries none of which are life-threatening. Medics are prepping them for transport to the hospital."

"What are their injuries?"

He took pity on Renge. At least she's not yelling.

"Haruhi-sama's face was cut, and the bleeding is under control." He took a breath and seemed to brace himself. Oh no. This is bad. "She was also stabbed through her right hand."

"WHAT!"

"Stabbed!"

Honey turned on the group, "Stop talking! Let him finish."

"The knife went through her hand and the armrest of the chair she was tied to. She's being airlifted in the chair. The knife will be removed in the operating room."

I may have switched from pediatrics to psychology, but I'm still a medical doctor. I know how bad that wound could be. Bones, tendons, muscles, nerves…the hand is full of them, packed tightly together. Infection will be the most immediate concern.

"Himura-sama's been shot in the hip and hit in the face. Initial diagnosis is a detached retina."

That's when the twins dashed for the door. "Let's go!"

"What are we waiting for?"

Here's where I come in.

"STOP!" They managed to before physically running into security. "We're not going anywhere right now."

"Screw you, Akito. We're going."

"No, you're not." I'd walked over to stand next to Ishikawa-san. "First, you'll never get past the guards. Second, they are being prepped for flight, so they aren't even at the hospital yet."

By this time, they'd taken a step or two back, and Renge'd pulled Tamaki back from the door. "Third, it sounds like they'll be going straight into surgery, so you won't see them until after that's over and they've finished in recovery."

"But…"

"And fourth, none of you are doctors or nurses. All you'll be doing is sitting in the waiting room making everyone crazy."

"Dammit, you can't expect us to just sit around here, Akito."

I wonder if Hikaru will ever be able to control his temper. Sounds like another call to his therapist is a good idea.

"Not forever but leaving now is not necessary."

"Wait," Ishikawa-san jumped in before they rioted, "Here's what we're going to do." He looked around the room. "First, some of you are still wet from your showers."

He's right. I hadn't noticed. Renge's hair is wet and has soaked the back of her t-shirt. Kaoru's is towel dried, but Hikaru looks like he completely skipped that and just shook his head a bit.

"I want you all to go up, dry your hair, put on dry clothes. Then, you will gather the things you'll need for waiting. I suggest your laptops and schoolwork."

"You want us to do homework?" Satoshi stared at him, "Are you kidding me?"

"You will be sitting there with nothing to do for hours. I believe Haruhi-sama would be relieved to know you were studying instead of staring at the walls."

"Shit." Hikaru stomped over to the pool table and picked up a ball. "He's right." Security and everyone else relaxed when he put it back on the felt.

"We'll leave in forty-five minutes. Not a second sooner.

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xXx

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Author's Note:

And finally, the rescue. Although, let's be honest…you all knew they'd be rescued. It's not the type of story for one or both of them to be killed. I may write something like that, but this sure isn't it.

Some scenes were a blast to write, and others killed me. Dad and I went back and forth about how to do the actual rescue where the gang storms the warehouse. Ended up making it choppy because it would be choppy.

Mori killing Daiju was always the plan. So was Ritsu killing Daikichi. Ritsu will wave it off like it was nothing, but Mori will have problems. It might seem OOC for him, but it made sense to us that he could do it as he plowed through an obstacle to get to Haruhi. Gut reaction, instinct, whatever. I doubt he could ever plan to do that, or maybe even make the conscious decision because he could just knock him out. But to have all his attention on Haruhi and to get to her and demolish anything in his path? Yes, we thought he could do that. And it's totally self-defense, so I won't be doing anything silly like having the police arrest him, so don't worry. We do our best to be realistic and not force certain tropes, especially the ones I don't like.

I tried to sprinkle some tension-relieving funny in. Hope Haruhi telling Bu she's getting soft, Ritsu and Junto's argument about who's next of kin and Hibino's comment, some of the comments of the group while being told about the raid, and Tachibana/Kyoya with the coffee, water, and apple gave you a smile.

I will say that the violence and injuries Dad and I had planned at the beginning were much worse and drawn out, but the more I wrote, the more I hated it. It became a whomp which I didn't want it to be. It took a while, but we found the balance we were hoping for. I realize now that some of what was kept might be a little over the top (Sorry momstable), and probably could have given better warnings.

The media sure is turning into a big shit show and will get worse before it gets better. Dad and I are having fun with it.

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Next Chapter:

The girls get to the hospital…the police raid the new locations…more on Dai and the consequences of his son's actions…Kyoya does some non-dick things…the media continues to be a shit show…and the group finally gets to the hospital…

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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.