(That is what yuki looks like)

(THIS CHP IS MORE LIKE HANTA HOME LIE BTW)

"You Ass!!" When Furawāhantā walked into the room he knew yuki was yelling at someone again he held a Single lily in his hand he felt bad that he made sister cry so he picked her a lily the brown eyed girls favourite he walked softly his footsteps not heard on the wooden floor then the pink hair girl caught him with a Scrawl on her face  "OH! Look another asswhole." Her voice was pissed off and he didn't care why his eyes moved to his Younger sister "yuki" he said politely soon another boy came and gave him a hug "big brother!" The slightly taller boy said you could tell right away Furawāhantā didn't belong his blood red hair and aqua green eyes stood out compare to the other with pink hair and lavender eyes "yukio" the brother smiled at his older sibling Furawāhantā stood still as yukio walked to his twin sister

"So how were your days?" He asked his Younger siblings "great!/hell." they yelled at the same time but with completely different answers Furawāhantā took noticed at a pastel pink envelope in yuki hands and a pastel blue one "love letters?" Yuki frowned "yeah? So what!?" Yukio eyes looked down not knowing where to look he visibly sad Furawāhantā smiled his infamous fake one or real after all he couldn't tell what a real smile felt like except one time with "Furawāhantā?" yan-chan said making him jump out of his trance "yan-chan?" her eyes widened "a-a u-umm you have a meeting today!" She said bowing not wanting to make eye contact

he let out a sigh "yes who is it with?" "Nekozawas" he thought about it "alright meet me in the front entrance in 15 minutes she nodded and left "yukio can you give this to sister? Tell her it's from me" yukio smiled and took the lily Furawāhantā left going to his room to change into a black suit once he was on the main floor again yuki and yan-chan stood by the door yan-Chan wearing a dark purple pantsuit and yuki wearing a short red dress and a sharp black jacket her hair down which was unusual for her yan-chan blushed when she saw the boy like she always did

"Is yuki coming with us?"

"yes master Kameria" he looked closer at his sister for some reason her eyes look on fire but in a way that she was excited happy he didn't know what that was but had a feeling that he will know soon "ah! Thank you for the lily!" sister she coming into the room her gorgeous long pale pink hair seem to fly as she went to the boy and gave him a big hug "sister!" He said filled with fake fondness her smile light the room but at the same time her blank brown eyes that held so many secrets seem to darken the room

The boy smiled "I am happy you liked it sister! But we have to go now" her smiled dropped into a frown her blank brown eyes are now not most darken thing in the room anymore "bye~" he said as he turned and walked outside were the two girls waited in the limo he went into the limo frowning started to from a idea on why yuki was so happy

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"master Kameria?" Yan-chan lightly touched his shoulder the boy shot up "oh...are we here yan-chan?" she shook her head yes and walked out of the way so he could get out of the limo he sigh happy at the fresh air "welcome" a maid said with a fond smile "hello miss" yuki bowed "we are here for the meeting about-" the maids eyes widened knowing what she would say so excited she accidentally talked "this way miss!" The maid chirp She walked in with the three guest behind her they went into a room with two males "hello Kamerias come sit" the older one said Furawāhantā smiled kindly and took a seat "hello nekozawa-san" the older male smiled and pointed to his son who had on a black robe with a green wig you could tell it was a wig because of the pieces of blonde he also had a cat puppet on his hand older man looked pleased "mr. kameria

I hope we can come to a agreement about my son and your younger sister" Furawāhantā was confused at first but caught on to what he was aiming at "well first lets see what your agreements are if I let my sister marry your son" he said but n the end no mattter what i his sister didnt want it he wasnt going to make her.  his normal kind and polite voice Changing into a serious and venom filled one the male looked shocked at the boy Change of voice but the male smirked anyway "well-"

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After the 'meeting' it was decided that yuki and his son were to get married for some reason yuki didn't cussed him out or yelled he thought that it might be from shock but you never know

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"Haruhi?" The girl turned around her light brown hair moving with her she was now wearing a school uniform and no glasses showing off her beautiful brown eyes "I like how you look in the boys uniform I still don't have mine sadly" the red head said smiling rubbing is neck looking down for a second "hi hantā-kun" the girl return the smile and titled her head a little making it cute he became found of that look it was innocent and truly happy he envy it

"so did you move up in the host club?" He giggle the girl looked down at him he was slightly shorter then the girl but they didn't seemed to mind to much "yeah I'm a host now" the boy and girl small talked for a little "oh here I almost forgot" he said handed the girl a white rose "I was wonder do you want to hang out after school? When the clubs are over?" Haruhi took the flower and played with it in her hand she smiled brightly "thank you. I will like to hang around someone that's not weird" she smiled softly with a small giggle at the end that could make anyone blush but not Furawāhantā he was used to it from having girl flit with him he knew it was different but it still didn't make him blush

Just made him feel warm inside like when fresh cookies come out of the oven or when you put on clothes that came from the dryer that are still warm

"See you my club is started—" she started taking notice that the boy got lost in thought but then two pink hair boys took haruhi and ran "eh.." was all he could get out as he watched the girl get taken away 'guess that are some of her club members' "I should go to my club" he said going the opposite direction to the garden