Chapter 1

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Katsumi's POV

"Please don't make me go," I looked to my father with pleading eyes.

"I'm sorry, Katsumi," he plopped down next to me on the couch. "It's for the best really."

"No, it isn't!" I burried my face in my hands, letting out light, silent sobs that I had held in all morning.

"Katsumi," He paused. "You've attempted cutting class, shop lifting, and breaking into the neighbors house! This school should teach you to stay in line."

"Please, just give me one more chance."

"Your uncle should be here to pick you up any minute now." My father stated, emotionless.

As if on cue, I heard a knock at the door. "Hello!" Uncle Ryoji didn't hesitate to swing the door open.

I backed away, slightly started by his enthusiasm. "Hi, Uncle Ryoji..."

"Why, you're acting so shy around your own uncle!" He added. "Oh and please, call me Ranka."

"Oh okay... Ranka," I hesitantly said.

"Well, aren't you a doll? So polite!" My uncle chuckled. "Come on, Haruhi must be dying to see you!"

Yeah, right. "I can't wait!" I lied, if I could I'd avoid ever meeting Haruhi in the first place, she'd agree.

"Bye dad," I gave my father a small wave. He nodded. Gee, what a nice father I have.

Haruhi's POV

I was so raged with annoyance and frustration I found myself walking into Music Room #3 with heavy footsteps. Everyone had a bewildered look spread across their face.

"My little girl is angry!" Tamaki ran over to me, "Are you alright? Daddy will help you!" I narrowed my eyes at him, clearly not in the mood. He performed his usual routine of running into the corner.

"You feeling okay, Haruhi?" Hikaru asked. "You seem a bit off today." Karou added.

I sighed, "I didn't mean to take it off on you guys..." My voice trailed. "It's my cousin, she's coming to live with me and my dad."

"Haru-Chan why don't you want your cousin to live with you?" Honey wondered.

"I just don't okay?!" I snapped.

"Katsumi Fujioka, 2nd year, daughter of Masao and Alice, and cousin of our very own Haruhi." Kyoya recalled.

My eye began to twitch. "H-how do you know all that?"

"Honestly Haruhi, shouldn't you know by now?" The twins grinned. "Kyoya always does his research."

Kyoya nodded his head, as if to approve their statement. "Ah, well yes, I believe I did just get off the phone with your uncle, Haruhi." He continued, "I believe it is our responsibility as the host club to watch over your cousin."

"You really don't have to do that," I sighed.

The sound of the door swinging open caught everyone off gaurd.

"Yeah, you really don't..." A voice spoke.

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