Just a reminder, I still don't own Ouran. Only the Quints and Kyle. Plus a few more OCs...

English being spoken will be underlined.

(Kyle's POV)

"Oh, I am so glad to finally get some rest!" Julia exhaled before launching herself onto our bed. She made some noise of approval as she snuggled into the pillows. "Oh goodness. This is the softest comforter I have ever had the pleasure of laying on!"

She looked so gorgeous with her hair fanned out on the bed. I wanted to stare and laugh at her antics at the same time. I settled for laughing since she would start getting uncomfortable with me looking at her for so long. It was ironic that she didn't like being stared at since she was a model. "You act as if you've never seen Egyptian cotton before."

"Is this what it is?" She sighed happily as her eyes fluttered shut. "Can we take it home with us?"

I shook my head and walked over to her. "You're so funny Jules. We get to sleep on this for a while you know." She hummed contently in response. "Can you move over so I can enjoy it, please?"

She opened one eye and then shook her head. "Find your own bed."

Oh, she asked for it! I pushed her aside and laid down next to her. "Found it~!"

"Kyle!" She laughed loudly and pushed me away playfully.

"What?" I grinned before wrapping in my arms and kissing her neck. "You have to work soon you know."

"Nu-uh." She protested unhappily. "I am staying here forever and you can't make me move!" She snuggled into my chest and held me. If only we could stay here longer like this; it was times like these that I was reminded how perfectly she fit in my arms.

Just as I was about to correct her, a knock on the door cut me off. I quickly straightened and fixed my appearance. "Enter."

A maid appeared in the doorway and bowed respectfully. "The Mistresses Sara and Suzette request both of your presences in the lower studio."

"Understood. Thank you." I nodded and she left quietly shutting the door behind her.

Julia sat up and smiled at me. "Well, I've never been able to work from home before."

"Get up, lazy wife." I teased before combing my hair back. "Neither of those girls likes to be kept waiting."

Julia raised her eyebrows. "You can speak English with me you know?"

"I didn't speak English?" Hmm, interesting. I guessed I was just going back to the way I got used to while I was here. Except this time my room was A LOT bigger. "Well, it doesn't matter. Come on so I can show you where Suzette's studio is."

"Oh, all right." She finally got off and turned to look at the bed once more. "Do you think I should change?" For the first time this trip she looked nervous.

"Suzette probably wants you to play dress-up with her. So no." I grabbed her hand and smiled reassuringly. "You'll be perfect as usual. And she's a teenager, you have nothing to worry about."

Although she was tougher than most teenagers I'd met. But I didn't need to tell her that right this second.

Julia's lips turned up into a smile, it made her look more confident and self-assured. "You're right."

"Of course I am." I teased. "Now practice your Japanese."

"Fine!" She rolled her eyes and squeezed my hand. "If I get to be here with you, then I guess I can survive not speaking English."

"You're sweet when you're honest." I kissed her lightly. "Now come on. They really don't like to be kept waiting."

It only took us a few minutes to get to Suzette's workshop. It's more organized than I remembered and now I could finally see why she was so upset about her sequins being mixed together. There was a wardrobe full of them. Seriously, there was! It has plastic drawers that I can see even from the doorway.

"-Sara!" Suzette whined unhappily. "Please for me?" She was carrying a bright red dress that had little bunches of fabric on the bottom that looked kind of like roses. "Why won't you wear it? You said it looked nice!"

"Not on me!" Sara protested with a shake of her head. "Ask your new dress-up doll."

"But I made this for you!" Suzette put her hands on her hips. "And it will make you look better than-" she scrunched up her nose and eyes what Sara's wearing. "That."

Well, it looked like Sara had changed out of her dress from earlier and was wearing black sweatpants and a blue shirt. The necklace was gone too.

"What's wrong with this?" Sara narrowed her eyes and copied her sister's stance. "I'm relaxing at home. I do dress appropriately when I leave!"

"Break it up, ladies." I clapped my hands to get their attention while feeling amused at their argument. "I'm here now." Sara actually sounded like a real-life teenager for once; another reason I liked seeing her with her siblings.

Both sisters rolled their eyes and said "It's about time."

Suzette waved excitedly, "You are Julia, no?" She didn't wait for an answer before she began talking again. "I have some designs that I would like you to model for me. I need to make them fit according to your figure since these have not been produced yet."

Julia stared at the red dress in her hands. "That is beautiful. Is it one that I'll be wearing?"

"See!" Suzette cried out looking at Sara pleadingly. "Even she likes it! You need to wear it!"

"For the last time Suzette, no." Sara replied just as a voice yelled "SUZETTE!"

(Stephen's POV)

That damned sister of mine put bloody sequins all over my school blazer! I looked like an imbecile with brightly colored beads and sequins all over my sleeves and lapels!

I reached the door of her studio and bellowed "SUZETTE!"

Once she saw what was in my hands she started giggling. "Wow, that's a new look for you."

"What happened to your blazer?" Sara demanded with a frown. "Are you really that excited about experimenting with her things?"

Bloody hell.

A chuckle from Kyle has me suspicious, and judging from his smug expression I'd wager that he had a hand in this. "Did you put her up to this, Sanders?!"

"Don't blame him." Suzette rolled her eyes. "Did you really think that you could get away with dumping all my sequins out?" She put her hands on her hips. "Do you have any idea how long it took me to organize them again? From now on my design studio is off limits from pranking, I mean it!"

"You're the eldest! I thought you were supposed to be above all that." I protested while crossing my arms. I had been a little worried that I took things too far, but in my defense, I didn't dump all her sequins out of their containers. Just half of a couple of them, which admittedly was quite a few. "In any case, you're fixing this mess. As well as the rest of the clothes you added these shiny things to."

Another giggle led me to take notice of another person in the room. A very attractive new person who looked like she was on the verge of laughing. I fought my urge to blush and tried to form a friendly smile, "Hello, who is this?"

"Julia Sanders. She's Kyle's wife." Sara answered. "She speaks Japanese."

Julia nodded. "Is this your brother Sara? He really does resemble you a lot." She smiled at me kindly. "It's nice to meet you."

I nodded to her. "A pleasure." Then I glared at my older sister. "Fix this." I tossed her the jacket and then looked at Sara. "Do you have time to go over that paperwork that my branch sent over? We need to decide what to do about what we found."

"You still need to tell me what is going on." Suzette reminded us.

Kyle groaned. "You told him, Sair-Sair? Now the whole world will know by lunch!"

"Oh shut it!" For some reason, I took great offense to that. I haven't told anyone anything. Not even Raku, who had been very surprised by our going to South Korea. And who had kept asking me so many questions that I couldn't answer. This time I glared at the nosy American. "Watch what you say. I don't care if you've helped my sister, I can make your life difficult-! OW!"

Suzette slapped the back of my head. "Threaten him again and I'll do more than that."

"And I'll make sure that you have no funds to use to 'woo' Raku," Sara warned. "Stop behaving like a child. Kyle is a guest in our guest as is his wife and daughters. If you so much as glare at the girls I will retaliate. Do you understand?"

"Tell him to stop acting like he knows me then!" I demanded as I rubbed the back of my head.

"You're just cranky because you woke up from your nap and found Suzette's prank." Sara shook her head and sighed. "Maybe you should go back to sleep. I wonder if Raku would like the way you are acting now."

That made me blush. No doubt she would have scolded me if she was here right now. "Fine."

Kyle rolled his eyes and nodded over to Sara. "We have work to do." Then he kissed his wife's cheek and whispered something in her ear. She smiled and then patted his cheek. They looked very happy together. I wondered how the bloke had managed to stay away from her for so long.

Then I looked at my sisters and saw Sara smiling at them. It wasn't a very big smile. Just a small one that I could barely see, but it was there. She really cared about him. I supposed that meant I should treat him better since he meant so much to her. While Sara has been more forthcoming of late, it always seemed like she trusted Kyle more than us and more than me. Suzette simply looked uninterested and busied herself at her work table.

Maybe I should let them talk before I joined the conversation. A quick glance at my watch told me it was best if I joined later; I nearly forgot about that phone call with my agent.

"I need to be on the phone soon," I announced to my sisters. "Scouts were at that tournament you know."

Sara turned to me and nodded. "Use the other telephone I got. And make sure you tell them you cannot play officially until you are eighteen. Did you get an agent?"

Nodding, I replied, "While I was up there, yes I did. Don't worry Sara, I figured out how to keep it secret." I walked over to her and gave her a one-arm hug along with a wink. "It's okay, I promise. I told them no publicity and since they want me on the team, they've agreed."

"You've never been great at keeping secrets, Stephen," Sara told me quietly with a serious expression. Her eyebrows were furrowed as well; she was worried.

"I want this, Brianna." I assured her with a smile. "And I'm going to get it without father finding out. And if he does then the contract will be signed and there will be nothing he can do about it."

She regarded me for a moment before a small smile made its made to her lips. "Fine."

"Well, it looks like our brother has finally matured," Suzette said drily. "Now leave your blazer here and I'll take care of it."

"Thanks, Zee. But you already have it remember?" I laughed as she turned red and faced Julia. "Sara, how was your lunch?"

"Cordial." She replied with a sigh. "And safe, no yelling even though Father was a bit vexed with me."

"Good," I said, trying not to frown when I caught the look Suzette sent to Kyle. Why do they look so worried? It wasn't as if Father yelled at her as he usually does. However, I can't understand why he would since Sara is the most industrious of us all. If anything he should be yelling at me or Suzette. We haven't done much of importance lately. "So how is Suoh? Has he figured out how to get his father to break the engagement- wait don't answer that. He probably hasn't even figured out what our fathers are doing business about has he?"

"I wish I could tell you you were wrong." Sara's shoulders slumped slightly and her smile wavered. "But at least I will be making some progress. I'm meeting with the middle Otori son to get some answers on...the other one."

I wished we would stop referring to her like that. But then again I didn't know what to think of her either. "Just make sure he doesn't tell Kyoya."

Sara made a face, so now it was my turn to sigh. Rubbing my forehead I asked, "Sara, really? I thought you were over being angry with him? What did he do this time?"

"He doesn't have to do much to get on our sister's nerves," Suzette smirked and then turned away from us. "Now shoo. You have your own workplace. Madame Julia and I have much work to do."

I rolled my eyes and caught Sara doing the same. We smiled at each other as if we were sharing a secret, just like old times. We have gotten closer since the break and I thought we have been mending our strained relationship quite nicely.

"Come on Ben." Sara dropped her smile and nodded to Kyle before she started walking. "Obviously we're not wanted here."

"That's not what I meant, Brianna!" Suzette called after us.

"Okay, now that I've locked the door and checked over five times for bugs can we start talking about your trip now?" Kyle whined before slumping into a seat. "I'm dying from not knowing the whole story!"

I glanced behind the bookcase once more, even though I'd done it twice already. "Yes, well it's only recently that we've discovered just how closely we've been watched." Once I had gotten off the phone, they joined me in Sara's study. She got a separate landline for hers and we believed that it wasn't compromised, for now.

Kyle sent a sharp look toward Sara. "Is it safe for any of us-?"

"I had the mansion cleared of any listening devices and before you ask your next obvious, yes my father knows and no he won't be angry because it was part of a deal I made. By the way, those spreadsheets were just the beginning of the paperwork."

Kyle groaned and put his face in his hands. "Stephen has to do his share though! I am not doing anyone's other than Susanna's and yours! You can handle Sakura's and half of yours and Suzette can finally do her own and he has to do his too!"

"Hold on a minute!" I interrupted looking at my sister. "What is he talking about?"

"Stick to one language, Ben. It confuses Kyle." Sara glared at said person. "He is referring to the paperwork I used to do for you. Remember when I used to stay up so late?" She waited for me to nod before continuing. "Father had been sending us all paperwork, but I never gave it to any of you. You were all doing things you wanted and that was important to you. Doing it would have just added to the stress of your schoolwork and now that I think about it...it seems so childish but I wanted-" She let out a bitter laugh. "I wanted you all to be happy for as long as possible."

"Oh, that?" I walked over to her chair and sat. "I think you explained some of that...the night we all turned on each other." I frowned unhappily and then nodded to Kyle. "Of course, I'll do my own paperwork. And Sara, that was pretty stupid of you. I understand Sakura and Susanna because they can't do paperwork to save their lives but me?" I feigned being hurt. "You've wounded my pride!"

She genuinely laughed this time. "You're a ham, Stephen." Kyle smiled at her and then gave me an approving nod.

I reached for her and she actually came over to sit on my lap like old times. She leaned her head against mine and sighed. "So, should we tell Kyle first and then the rest of our siblings?"

"Yes!" Kyle immediately answered. "Kyle can't handle waiting a minute longer!"

"Kyle is an impatient child." We shot back at him. This time we both laughed and I put my head on Sara's. "So business now?"

From the head movement beneath me, I wagered that she was nodding. "Then what to tell first? That file?"

"Kyle knows that part," Sara informed me. "He's the one who told me not to open it. But I had to know what the fail-safe was." She sounded worried. "Kyle, it's not as bad as you first thought it was. He thought that father would hire ninja assassins to threaten us if we stepped out of line."

I chuckled and held Sara tighter. "You make friends with the oddest of people. No, ninja assassins will not be harming us on the order of our father. No one will."

"Then who the hell is this mysterious person in South Korea? I know from my father that your father had an associate there, but I don't know his name-"

"Her name." Sara corrected. I could imagine the serious look on her face with the smallest cease of worry on her forehead. "Her name is Kwan Jin Ae."

Same issue as always, tons of work. Not enough time for writing, don't expect more soon.

Also since so many people are asking about Sara's husband to be...I want to remind you that I kind of made it clear, or at least I thought I did, in Five Reasons about who she is supposed to marry. Think about why she needed to apologize to Haruhi.

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