Akiko's POV.

"Akiko, why did you lie to us?" A emotionless voice speaks in the darkness of the dungeon like room. The thorn tattoos are still glowing green, but seem to lesson a small bit.

"W-What? F-Father? I never lied to you!" I say fearfully. He steps into the light to show his aged features, his black hair growing grey.

"You lied to us. We were told you were dead." He scolds.

"P-Papa! Your scaring me!" I whimper as he glares down at me. I see flashes of his smiles and Mothers laughter... "Wh-Where's Mama...?"

"I'm here, baby..." My mothers soft voice speaks, stepping into the light to show her lovely blonde hair lighter than usual. "It's okay... You only lost your memories, baby..."

"H-how long..." I whisper.

"12 years." Mother states, Father then realises his mistake and leaves the room. "Your father... Was just upset about what happened. You were in an accident baby, and that's why you don't have your memories." She sits next to me on the hard bed.

"W-why am I in this room?" I ask, looking around, thinking I was in a jail cell.

"Oh, baby, let's get you back in your room, okay?" She helps me stand up and walks me down the long hallways and into my room. Exactly the same as it was when I was 5... I think? They say I'm supposed to be 17 now, but I don't remember... "Get some sleep baby... I'll send some clothes that'll fit you."

"Okay... Love you, Mama..." I say, walking to my bed. Her eyes show sadness before they become empty.

"You too, Akiko." She speaks stiffly before closing my door.

Rao's POV.

Her arms... They had thorn tattoos on them... They glowed... I won't be able to locate her since this has never happened before... Wait a second, she is a Fuyutsuki, so all we need is another Fuyutsuki to be able to locate her.

"Itashi, where is Akiko?" I ask the boy, who still clings to Haruhi-San.

"I-I can try..." He whimpers before closing his eyes. "I-it's really dark..."

"You don't have to explain, Ita-sama. I'll find her." I ruffle his hair before he leans against Haruhi-San and falls asleep.

"What the hell is happening?!" Kyoya hisses quietly to me.

"Kyoya-San, you remember a red haired little girl when you were around the age of 4, correct?" I ask and he nods. "That was Akiko."

"So she thought I betrayed her...?" He whispers to himself.

"Yes... Her parents told her you left her because of her... Abilities." I explain. "I better head to the agency to figure out where she is. Haruhi-San? Mind taking Ita home and watching him till I get there?"

"Of course, Rao-San." Haruhi nods and starts to grab Ita's things along with her own. "If you'd like, he can sleepover."

"I'm sure I'll be home before it comes to that."

Timeskip

Akiko's POV.

I laugh as Mama shows me some pictures. She grows sad when she sees an old picture of a little boy with golden hair and gold eyes.

"Who's this?" I point to the picture as I see her wipe a tear away.

"That's your baby brother... He was born when you were 10. He was murdered when he turned 5..." She whispers sadly. "Your father grew upset with you, blaming you for it. But I want you to know, baby, I will never ever blame you for it. I love you so much..." She says softly, holding my cheek softly like if she missed the feeling of my skin. "I'm so sorry... I wish you could forgive me..."

"Forgive you for what? I could never be mad at you, Mama!" I say gently, bringing her into a hug as she starts to slowly cry.

"I... I made you think I didn't love you after Itashi was born... I'm so sorry..." She whimpers as I rub her back. "I shouldn't have taken your fathers side... I thought you'd be better off if I did... I'm so sorry baby..."

"Mom. It's in the past. I can't remember it, so maybe this is our chance to start over, yeah?" I offer.

"Yeah... We can be a happy family again..." She whispers as she hugs me close. She pulls me into her chest and simply rocks us back and forth. "We'll send you to Ouran Academy... We'll do better this time. This is our second chance raising you better." She rambles. "And you can sign up for any martial arts classes you want. Or you don't have to, it's up to you my baby."

"Okay Mama..." I whisper as I slowly close my eyes, feeling at ease in her arms.

"I have a surprise for you baby..." She says as she picks up a small pet kennel with a red bow on it. She gives it to me and I open it to see a little red panda. "Her name is Yuki."

"Can I take her to school with me?!" I ask excitedly petting the little creature.

"Yes, but she always needs to hide in your hair unless your alone." Mama says sternly. "You should get to sleep. You start school in a week."

Timeskip

I walk through the hallways of Ouran Academy. Mama says I'm a 3rd year, and also says that I should have 'muscle memory' on my studies, so I won't need to re-learn anything. Yuki was currently hiding around my neck as I was wearing green fingerless gloves and a green outfit today. Papa informed the head minister that I would be wearing my own outfits, and he said it was okay as long as they were appropriate.

I walk into my class for today and everyone pretty much seem to ignore me except the teacher and two boys. The teacher has me sit by the tall, black haired boy, and the short, child-like blonde boy. They seemed shocked I was here, as though they knew me.

"Class, we have a new student today. Can you please introduce yourself?" The teacher asks me and I stand up.

"My name is Akiko Fuyutsuki! Please take good care of me!" I bow and the girls smile at me while the boys seem to all blush. I sit back down and the teacher continues his lesson.

At lunch time there is a girl who offers to eat lunch with me. She said that she use to be friends with me before the memory loss, and she also said her name was Seika Ayanokoji. She complains to me about a 'Host Club' and how they were so rude to the both of us. She said that I should stay away from them due to how mean they can be. I feel a tug on my green sweater. I look down behind me to find a small golden haired boy. Yuki sits on my shoulder and tilts her head at the little boy.

"Can I help you?" I ask him. He seems to stare at me, his golden eyes puffy and his cheeks red from crying.

"Nee-chan..." He whimpers, tears barely managing to be held back. "Is it really you?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know who you are... Where's your parents?" I ask him. He seems to grow tense and his eyes grow cold.

"My name is Itashi Fuyusuki, and you are my Nee-san, Akiko Fuyusuki, and our parents abuse you for your abilities, and they both blamed you for my disappearance. Mama and Papa are evil. You have to remember that Nee-chan. Please. Please don't forget me." He explains strongly.

"I-I..." I couldn't speak.

"Itashi! Leave that young lady..." A brown haired boy starts before seeing my face. "Alone..."

"Haruhi!!! Why did you run?" A tall blonde asks, running to the boy. He looks in the direction 'Haruhi' was, and saw me. "A-Akiko-san?"

"Um... Hello?" I wave slowly, before feeling Ayanokoji pull my hand.

"Let's go. That's the Host Club members, Tamaki Suoh and Haruhi Fujioka." She whispers to me.

"You two? You two were the ones mean to Ayanokoji-Hime?" I ask in disbelief. "How do you know me?"

"You're apart of the Host Club." Tamaki says happily.

"No I am not. If I was, my mother would have told me. Now if you'll excuse me, your making Ayanokoji-Hime uncomfortable." I say sternly.

"Akiko...?" I hear someone whisper, but I don't turn around.

"I recommend that all Host Club members stay away from me and my best friend." I say over my shoulder, not looking at any of them. I hold Ayanokoji's hand and pull her away. We head to our classes, separating when I have to pass by her classroom.

"Ms. Fuyusuki." A voice says calmly, and emotionlessly from behind me. I turn my head to the voice and freeze.

"K-Kyoya-chan?" I whimper out. He nods. He was older, and taller than me now. The last I remember of him was the day we were playing tag and Mama told us about the cookies. "Kyoya-chan!!!"

"Shhhh..." He whispers after I hug him and cry into his chest. "It's okay, Akiko-chan... I'm here now..."

"I-I can't remember. The last I remember is when we went to go get cookies after playing tag. Mama tells me that was 12 years ago... I'm so scared Ky-Ky." I mumble into his chest as I try to stop my tears.

"Shhhh... This memory loss is only temporary... Come, let's go somewhere quiet so I can catch you up on a few things." He whispers, picking me up gently, me wrapping my arms and legs around him like a baby koala. Yuki hopped onto Kyoya's head as we walk. We had a half hour before classes actually start.

"What is this place, Ky-chan?" I ask as he sets me down in a big pink room. There were many chairs and couches along with tables too.

"This is Music Room 3." He says softly. No one was in the room with us. "I want to tell you something."

"Okay." I nod for him to continue as we sit on a comfy couch.

"Ms. Ayanokoji has lied to you." He states simply.

"E-excuse me?"

"The Host Club had banned her from here because she was harassing a member, and you." He says calmly. "At the time we banned her, we didn't know she had harassed you as well, since you never spoke of it at the time. But Mori had heard your argument in the halls with her, the day you had to go home because of emotional stress." He explains. "The Host Club is like a family, and your the one who made it that way. You are an important member to us. To more than half of us, you are an older sister. To the rest you are like a best friend we go to, the only one we can trust with very important issues."

"Kyoya... This is too much to comprehend..." I whisper, sorting out my thoughts and questions. "Is... Is Ayanokoji really my friend...?" He shakes his head. "W-what about the blonde boy who claims I'm his 'Nee-San'. Is that really my brother?" He nods. "Are... Are my parents... As evil as Itashi claims of them?"

"I don't have first hand experience of it, but of what you, Itashi, and Rao-San have told me, yes, they are." He nods. I feel my eyes begin to water. "Where have you been the past two days?"

"I-I had appeared in a dungeon like room... My father accused me of lying to them, about my death... M-Mama realized my memory loss and... And took me to my room... She showed me pictures of me, and also of a baby brother, who was said to have died when I was 15, and he was only 5..." I sob. "She told me Father blamed me for it, and that she never once blamed me... She promised she'd never blame me... I promised her we could be a happy family again, with a new start..."

"Shhhh..." Kyoya rocked me back and forth, calming me.

"She lied to me..." I whimper into his neck. "She... She..." I became exhausted from all of my sobbing today, and I fell asleep against Kyoya, my face pushed into the crook of his neck.