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The next morning I woke up next to Hikaru and stopped my music, and took the headphones off.

I got dressed quickly, before he could wake up, and was doing my makeup as he did wake up. "Are you okay now?" Hikaru asked and I nodded. "Much. Thank you, Hikaru, it meant a lot to me." I said and he nodded. He got up to go leave, but I stopped him. I hugged him, gave him back his headphones, and kissed his cheek before he left.

I went down to breakfast after I was done. "Dany-chan! Sit next to me!" Honey called, so I gave in and sat next to Honey and Haruhi. I got myself some hot tea and looked over to see Honey going for a muffin.

"Wanna see a trick I know to make muffins better?" I whispered over to Honey, and he nodded enthusiastically. I got his muffin from him and got some Nutella, and spread it across the top of the muffin evenly and handed it back to him. "There. It's now a cupcake." I said and he grinned before laughing.

"You're so smart, Dany-chan!" He said and made a mess of eating it. I truly felt sorry for Mori.

We were leaving that day, and the guys thought it a great idea to drop me off first. This was a very bad idea since this is the week my family is visiting, and they were here right now.

"Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit shit shit." I groaned. "What?" Haruhi asked. "Family reunion." I huffed. "You know, I would say turn around, but your mother has already seen us." Tamaki said, and I groaned and felt the need to hit my head against something.

They drove me up and Mori carried my bags for me. "Dany! So glad you're back!" Mom smiled happily at me. "Where are your friends? Do they wanna join us for lunch?" She asked. "No, they-" "you didn't ask them! Aw, I bet they're starved! I'll get them, you show him to your room. Just drop your stuff and be back down asap!" She said and sped off.

Mori and I went up to my room where he dropped off my stuff, then we went back down to see the Club standing very uncomfortably in the foyer. "They're staying for lunch!" Mom cheered.

We were brought into the dining room and seated with the rest of my family. "There's our Queen!" My uncle Robbie, who was already drunk, exclaimed. "Who are these handsome lads?" Another drunk uncle asked. "Those are her friends from school." Mom said.

"You fucking any of them?" My cousin asked, and I choked on the sip of water I was drinking. "No!" I exclaimed. Each in turn, Kyoya, Kaoru, and Hikaru looked away. Each of my family members looked at me suspiciously.

"Alright, let's just get something clear right now. No questions about my friends, if I'm dating anyone, and if I've fucked anyone. No questions about school, no questions about how I'm doing. No questions. None. Zip. Nada." I said in English, so they'd all understand. "Comprendé?" "Comprendo." My family answered back to me.

I went back to eating, shaking my head. "Javla... Javla helvete..." I muttered. "Sweetheart, wrong language." Mom said. "It was on purpose, mother." I said, annoyed already. She just looked at me sadly.

"You... Just go ish kakhfa ai-d dur-rugnu." I sighed. "I don't even know what language that is." My mother said in confusion. I just smirked down at my plate.

"Why are you smiling?" Hikaru whispered to me. "It's the one good thing about knowing languages no one else knows. You can say whatever shit you want and no one will know." I smiled at him.

"I remember!" Robbie, now red in the face started to say. "When our Queenie wasn't such a wicked, twisted little girl! I remember cocktail dresses with frills and playing piano, and reading books, and balancing books, and oh so many books! No wonder how smart she turned out. She read so many books!" He coughed, and drank even more.

"You played piano?" Tamaki asked me. "Used to. I've forgotten now." I shrugged. "Don't lie! You can't forget how to play an instrument. It's still in there, deep inside you." Mom said, getting me up and walking me to the living room.

"Play something!" She said, sitting me down on the bench. "Play something!" She urged. "I don't want to." I huffed. "Then you can't move from that spot until you play something!" She said. I hit a single key, C4, cos it was my favourite note.

"There. I played." I said. "I mean a song! Oh! Do Hey Jude!" She said and I sighed, placing my hands on the keys and pausing before playing. "No no no! You have to sing too!" She said and I stared at her. "HELVETE NO!" I said. "Please?" She pouted.

I groaned and gave in, starting over.

"Hey Jude,
Don't make it bad
Take a sad song
And make it better
Remember
To let her into your heart
Then you can start
To make it better.
Hey Jude,
Don't be afraid
You were made to
Go out and get her
The minute
You let her into your heart
Then you can start
To make it better..."

I sang the whole song, even the two minutes of "na nana nananana nananana hey Jude" over and fucking over.

I decided I was tired afterwards, so I passed out on the couch, as I normally do. Duh.

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