[Well, this is interesting. My first collaboration work. Cool. Anyways, I have nothing interesting to say. We do not own Ouran or and songs referance in any way. So stop looking at us like that, Kyoya]

Lawful Criminals

Chapter one: Bully

It had been seven years. Seven years since the guys all left, Seven years since her dad died. Seven years since she got involved with him; Bonbusheru Yamaguchi. He was the current heir to the Yamaguchi Syndicate and is known to be one of the worst people in the world. He is not above taking a bribe, and is often seen doing horrible acts against members of rival syndicates.

'Why did I have to get involved with this guy?' thought Haruhi on her way home from work. So far, life for her had been miserable. Her husband is neglectful, and abusive with what he says to her and his daughter.

Haruhi worked at a nice law office, and is one of the best lawyers there. While some people were skeptical about her apparent connection to the mafia, she proved to be a great person and a great mother.

Shibuia Yamaguchi is a sweet girl. She was named after the place her father was born. She looks like her birth mother but has black hair and grey eyes instead. She is nice, friendly, but also a bit shy and naive. She didn't care for her father's attitude towards her mother, but she has to live with it. She had recently gotten an iPod for her birthday and was listening to the song , Home by Three Days Grace. on her way to the limo.

"Hi Shibuia," Haruhi said as the girl got into the car.

"Hi," Shibuia replied with a smile as she kept fiddling with her iPod.

"How was school?" Haruhi asked as they drove home.

"It was fine," Shibuia replied bluntly, still smiling. She seemed too eager in listening to her tunes than engaging in small talk. Not that Haruhi minded. These rides home were usually the only peaceful times the two seemed to be able to enjoy together, since when they were home they were usually on edge over the man of the house. The one they called husband and father.

Shibuia was actually Haruhi's stepdaughter. She had almost no idea whatever happened to Shibuia's real mother. The most she ever heard was that the poor woman may have been killed by a rival of her husband. No one seemed to want to talk about her too much. It usually made her husband mad.

Soon the car arrived at the place Haruhi currently resided. In all the time she lived here, she never felt like calling this place home since she never felt happy here.

Haruhi watched as the car came to its first stop at the front gate. It sometimes felt like it could take half an hour to get to the actual house. First the car had to looked over outside the gate. Then once that was don and the car came in, it had to be looked over again by a different group of people. After that, they would have to drive down a long stretch of road and stop just before a turn to have the car looked over again. Then the car would drive on more before it stopped in front of the house. There, before Haruhi or Shibuia could get out of the car, it would have to be inspected again. The place had more security than most prisons.

"Welcome home Lady and Young Lady," several of the Haruhi's husband's men said bowing as the two girls all finally made it into the house.

"Thank you," Haruhi said. She could see one man standing in the middle of the hallway.

"Welcome home My Lady and Young Lady," he said in a serious tone.

"Hello Habiki," Haruhi greeted the man, who was well know as her husband's right hand man.

"Dinner's almost ready. You just have time to change into your kimonos," Habiki instructed.

"Thank you, you heard the man Shibuia," Haruhi said gently pushing the girl along.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Shibuia muttered as seh headed to her room. For some reason, Haruhi's husband preferred his family dressed up in kimonos for dinner.

Soon Haruhi and Shibuia were in the dining room waiting for both their food and the man that seemed to run their lives. Suddenly the doors slid open and in he stepped, Bonusheru Yamaguchi, of the Yamaguchi Clan, Shibuia's father and Haruhi's husband.

"Well, look to FINALLY showed up. One of these days I'm 'onna have to set a curfew." Bonbusheru was stuck up, selfish, and WAY too easy to piss off. He yelled at Haruhi and their daughter over the most asinine things.

"Sorry dear, but with all the security checkpoints on the way, it takes a while to get in," Haruhi spoke before Shibuia could even open her mouth. The girl always wanted to point out every grammatical error her father used. This often got her grounded or worse.

"What, can ya blame me for wanting t' make sure you're actually mah wife? What would happen if ya snuck in wit' some random stranger, huh? Oh I know, we'd be dead." Bonbusheru, as should be expected from a criminal, had one of the lowest I.Q.'s known to man. He flunked his foreign language classes in school due to not being able to say words correctly. In fact, it often makes him bitter when someone points out his bad grammar. Which Shibuia felt like doing.

"You know Dad, I hardly understood a word of what you just said. Maybe you should go back to sch-," Before she could finish the sentence, Haruhi clamped her hand over her daughter's mouth. This didn't stop Bonbusheru from fuming though.

'Ya' stupid bitch! Watch yer mouth around me, yeh got that? I'm plenty smart an' if ya' can't understand what I'm sayin' then that's yer own dumb fault!" The man then proceeded to yell at Haruhi about not being able to "control that stupid child!"

"Sorry dear, I-I'm sure she didn't mean it. Honey please say sorry to y-your father." Haruhi was scared. The hosts would probably laugh if they heard this but she was frightened. Usually, her husband would feel the need to beat her if he was mad enough. And since he was yakuza, trained in multiple forms of hurt-you-jitsu, those beatings were often harsh.

"Sorry Father," Shibuia muttered looking down, not wanting to to even cast a glance at her father.

"Eh, it ain't really your fault. Ye're jus' a stupid lil' girl afta' all. If you were a boy, you'd show a lot more respect towards yer ol' man," Bonbusheru muttered before he turned his attention to his food. There was no doubt in anyone's mind that Bonbusheru despised his daughter for mainly being what she was, a daughter. He wanted a son to carry on his family name legacy. Ever since Haruhi had married the man all he had been going on about was giving him a son. So far Haruhi had considered herself lucky that she hadn't managed to bare the man's offspring just yet.

The family continued to eat their food in mostly silence. Haruhi and Shibuia both knew better then to engage in too much talk with the man since the slightest thing could set him off and make him lash out on the two of them. That point was more than proven when Shibuia started to fiddle around with her iPod. Her father dropped his chopsticks in anger and yanked at it, pulling Shibuia down with the headphones still in her ears.

"What have I said about messing wit' this thing when I'm eating! How can I tell if ye're even listen'n to me whan I'm talking to yeh?!" he shouted, "I oughta take this thing an' smash it! What were yeh' thinking when yeh got'er this, Haruhi?!"

"Well, I just thought she's a normal kid and deserved normal things," Haruhi tried to explain.

"So it's normal for a chil' to disrespect her parents?!" Bonbsheru snarled.

"Shibuia, just put it away for now," Haruhi told the girl.

"Right, right," Shibuia said as she took out the headphones and put it away, fast.

"And don' lemme catch yeh with that at the dinner table again!" Bonbusheru ordered, almost hitting her. Just then Habiki came into the room and whispered into his ear. "Di ya?" he replied out loud. He tapped his face with his napkin and stood up. "Haruhi, come with me. I may need your legal advice in something."

"What's going on?" Haruhi asked as she stood up and followed him out of the room.

"Somethin' that could make our family a lot more powerful!" Bonbsheru boasted as the three came to his meeting room. "So what did ya find?"

"We found a store that's in Kasanoda Territory that's just on border of our territory. If we take it over, it'll be the leg up we need to start our advance in taking over to Kasanoda's territory altogether," Habiki explained pointing to a map on the table.

"Kasanoda, as in Ritsu Kasanoda?" Haruhi asked, "Isn't he the head of the biggest and most powerful syndicate in the entire region?"

"Yeah, he's gotten too soft lately," Bonbusheru explained smugly, "It's time to start takin' over an' makin' ourselves the top dog in t'is city!"

"You seriously want to take down the Kasanoda Syndicate?" Haruhi kept asking.

"Yeh, why not? They've been at the top long enough. It's time ta really make our mark on the world. 'Sides, I need ta know I have a legacy to pass on to my son, once ya' finally give me one that is," Bonbusheru made sure to mention.

"I don't know if this is a good idea though," Haruhi said.

"Unless it's of legal concern, I don' want yer opinion, got it Haruhi!" Bonbusheru snapped back at her, shoving her into the wall as he said that.

"Right," Haruhi said softly. She breathed a heavy sigh. She didn't like the idea of having to go up against her old friend Ritsu Kasanoda. deep in her heart she hoped Bonbusheru didn't succeed in whatever scheme he was using to take over everything from Kasanoda.

[Well, this is a nice start. I (Ohmega_ZodiaK) didn't expect this to be so good. I found out though, that Tracey4t is a great co-writer and an overall great person. Wehn we first started this my initial thoughts were, "Is this something I want to read?" I have an answer, Yes. This is something I love and the story is awfully compelling. However, since this story is being posted on Tracey's page, I need the readers' help. If you have any issues or you want to give a bit of constructive criticicm, then PM me with your thoughts. Tootles!]