Summary: Haruhi didn't exactly become the great lawyer she wanted to be and she's lost contact with the host club members. What happens when the twins contact her for the first time in years needing her help? Haruhi/Hikaru or Haruhi/Twins (not sure which yet).

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As they ate dinner, Haruhi pulled the contents of the envelope and started reading them over more carefully.

"So you kept in contact with Mori-senpai-"

"-but not us?"

Haruhi looked up from the papers to see the twins had matching pouts on their faces.

"He became a lawyer too, you know… We run into each other once in a while at the courthouse is all," she explained.

The twins continued when Haruhi went back to the papers. They were about to begin teasing her again until they saw her frown. "Haruhi?" Kaoru asked, for the first time since the whole thing started worried that maybe they might not actually be able to get their parents companies back. Hikaru picked up on his brother's concern and became quiet.

"You two owe Mori-senpai a huge thank you," She told them.

"Why?"

"Because if I hadn't gotten these papers before Monday when I went in to work you two would have been screwed. Sorry but we're going to have to cancel the rest of the fashion show." Haruhi wasn't really sorry, she herself owed Mori a thank you for getting her out of wearing... it.

"Why?" they asked again. Whether it was why they owed him a thank you or why they had to cancel the fashion show she didn't know or particularly care.

"Because, I'm going to have to start working on the paperwork for all of this. We're going to have to file a continuance, you're supposed to meet with the judge on Tuesday. They certainly waited until the last second to let you know about this technicality."

"The lawyer probably did it on purpose," they informed her.

"That would be illegal," Haruhi told them, although she had to admit…

"So?"

"So… no lawyer is going to do something like that. It could get them disbarred."

"He's paid enough not to care."

Haruhi sighed, this was an argument she didn't feel like fighting and it was irrelevant if the lawyer did it on purpose or not anyway. "I'm going to go look over all this and go get the paper work started. Put your dishes in the sink when you're done I'll clean them up later."

She didn't trust them to clean the dishes themselves and she hoped that since she was working on something for them they would have the common sense to leave her alone. She grabbed her own plate and put it in the sink then grabbed the envelope and walked to her office. After a few minutes she popped her head back out, "Oh, by the way. You need to clean up the mess you made in my bedroom," she told them. That kept them busy for all of 15 minutes, so it wasn't long until the twins were bored.

Boredom was not something they handled well.

They didn't have any of their game systems, they had never been fond of card games (and didn't see any cards around even if they had wanted to play cards), they had seen all the movies Haruhi had on the shelf above her tv (not that her selection was that great), and she didn't pay for cable or satellite television. She only got the local channels and there was nothing good on.

As though she had sensed a plan in the making Haruhi chose that moment to come out and do the dishes. She noticed them sitting on the couch with innocent looks on their faces and knew instantly they were anything but innocent. "There are books in the office, if you're bored." She told them as she rinsed the dishes off.

"We didn't see them when we were in there before."

"Maybe that's because you covered them up with all the fabric you've decided to store in there," she told them pointedly.

They made no move to get books to read until she returned to the office to work. Only then did they both file in and begin to pick out books to read. Once they picked out their books she told them to go lie on the couch or her bed to read and let her work in peace.

"Hikaru," she started and he paused in the doorway. "Please don't write in my books." She reminded him. He had a nasty habit of circling or highlighting the perpetrator in mystery novels and she had made the mistake in high school of loaning him one of her books before she read it. Needless to say she never loaned him her mystery books again after that.

"But Haruhi..." he whined, "I do it for your own good. I mean if I didn't indicate who did it then you'd be up all night trying to finish the book to find out who did. I don't want you losing sleep over something to insignificant!"

"That's the same excuse you always gave Kaoru and it's the same excuse you tried to use on me in high school. It still doesn't work."

"Why do you think Kaoru prefers historical non-fiction?" He asked as he draped himself over her.

"Because he likes history," She told him.

"Bzzzt Bzzzt. It's because with historical non-fiction he already knows what's going to happen!"

"You couldn't lie to her back in college, Hikaru. What makes you think you can do it now?" Kaoru's voice came from the doorway where he stood with an amused expression on his face.

"Just don't write in my book, ok?" she told Hikaru and returned to her work, completely ignoring the fact that he was still wrapped around her. He was going to continue to annoy her but Kaoru spoke up.

"Hikaru, Haruhi is working hard for us, don't you think we should let her work?" Kaoru always had been the voice of reason.

Haruhi mouthed a "thank you" to him when Hikaru (sulkenly) disentangled himself from her and followed his brother. For the rest of the evening the only times they disturbed her was when they finished one book and went to get another. Two or three books later, Hikaru found her asleep at her desk when he went to get his next book.

He picked her up as gently as he could so as not to wake her up, and carried her to her bedroom. Kaoru had seen him coming out the door with her and had already turned down the covers. When Hikaru set her down, she clung to his shirt and whimpered slightly at the loss of warmth when his pried her fingers off.

They watched her sleep for a few minutes before they went back out to the living room where their own bed/the couch was.

"She's alone here," Hikaru said after a few minutes of silence. Kaoru didn't say anything, knowing Hikaru had more to say but was still trying to form it into sentences. "No one calls her, she hasn't mentioned any friends. It's like she's reverted to the way she was before she joined the Host Club."

"We've only been here two days, maybe she just told all her friends she had company over," Kaoru reassured him, thought he said it to reassure himself just as much as his twin brother. "And what about that Mindy woman? Haruhi seemed rather friendly with her…"

"She's just someone who works under her. All Haruhi does is work, eat, and sleep."

Kaoru said nothing, he just closed the book and put it on the floor since he wasn't able to read it anyway. They fell into silence again as they finally laid down to go to sleep.

"Kaoru?"

"Hmm?" He could hear the sleep filling Hikaru's voice.

"Why didn't we try to get a hold of her?"

"I don't know..." Kaoru said sadly.

"We should have." Kaoru could hear that Hikaru was almost asleep now. Kaoru gathered his brother in his arms and began stroking his hair to sooth him to sleep.

"Yeah."

"She did all that to try to get a hold of us," his sentence was interrupted by a yawn, "but we didn't even try..."

"We're here now." Hikaru made no reply and Kaoru looked down to see his brother's breathing had evened out and he had finally fallen asleep. He kissed Hikaru's forehead and glanced towards Haruhi's door. "We're here now," he repeated.