A/N: This fic is based off of the law of three. Where it is theorized that everything must exist in sets of three in order to exist.

PS: These three elements are also theorized to be attracted to each other with out question.

And remember that "Half" is a japanese reference for someone who is only half japanese.

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What It Maybe Like

Chapter 19

It happened fast, the group getting into the woods. Gunshots, people running around in the confusion. But at least Noboru had been able to tell them where to go if they were separated. Noboru had ended up running with two girls tucked firmly underneath his arms. He had ran as fast as he could, the pain from his leg was dead and he could only feel the pounding of his heart. He had jumped over a log and slid down a hillside. Haruhi and Hanako held onto him as he moved as fast as the wind, the adrenalin pumping through his veins. When his lungs felt like they were about to burst he slipped on a thick patch of mud, the two girls fell from his tired arms, they scrambled up to their feet and hit behind a tree as he did the same. The rain coming down stung in Noboru's wound as it washed away dirt and sweat from the rest of him.

The rain drizzled down the leafs of the trees, falling down in large drops mixing with dirt creating thick mud. Hazel eyes seemed golden in the darkness, intense while two bodies huddled behind the tree across from him. One covered their mouth trying to keep their breath from making sounds as they hyperventilate through their nostrils. The other clung desperately to the other as their bodies shook from fear and shivered from the cold.

Noboru held his shoulder as an old pain started working through his chest and down to the tips of his fingers. He scanned the area, slowly, taking in everything before falling upon the others. Their thin bodies were frail, and their large eyes were filled with terror. He sat back against the tree he was taking cover behind, falling onto his bottom and getting off of his feet that were covered with mud. He couldn't be scared, not anymore. Haruhi and Hanako needed him to be strong, needed him to think all of this through. He was the only one that could. Haruhi was a smart girl, very analytical but from what they had experienced before it was understandable why she was shaken and unable to think as clearly as they needed. Hanako was your typical girl that was of the mall-rat breed. This kind of hell was not something they give out a broacher for when you pass by a jewelry shop. But what had happened to them wasn't the frightening part for him; what truly set fear into his bones was the fact that he was so calm. He could think so clearly, everything was in perfect order. It was as if his body was remembering something that his brain didn't, and for him, that was the most terrifying thing of all.

Who the hell was he before he was Noboru? He still didn't know that much. All he knew was what his body was trained to do and a few memories of before. He didn't know his pervious identity, but did that really matter? Everyone knew Noboru, he was no one else. He was the one that was currently trying to put an end to the grizzly affairs at hand, and he had to do it. Not for them, not for him, but for everyone in the world. The people hunting them were loose cannons, they would kill just for the thrill of it. They were sick and twisted, they were unstable and by the way it looked they had always been.

The clicking was loud, a muzzle was pressed against his forehead indicating that it had been recently fired. The women froze, gasps sticking in their throats.

Before the person could fire, Noboru moved his face to the side, thrust up and bit into the person's wrist. Blood welled up into his mouth as the person jerked from the sudden pain. With the small knife he had stuck in his sleeve earlier, he quickly pulled it up, but before he could plunge it into the man's neck there was the sound of a grunt from a woman and the sound of something cracking over bone. The redhead let go of the man's wrist and looked up, spitting out the blood that was in his mouth to the side when he saw Haruhi lower a thick branch she had found.

"No one else is going to die today," she said sternly.

Noboru nodded as he struggled up to his feet, Hanako coming to his side to support him, "You're right." He wiped his dirtied sleeve over his mouth looking down at the girls, they were a lot stronger than he gave them credit for. Then he noticed the thick straps of something.

"Hanako… you still have your purse?"

She blushed not noticing that she had been clutching onto it with a white knuckled grip, "I… I, uh…"

"Can I get it from you?"

"S-sure."

She handed it to him with quivering hands. Noboru took his knife and cut the straps, it took a moment due to how thick they were. Once they were cut free he tied Dustin's hands with them, making the knots as complicated as he could make them. With a grunt, he managed to pull the man up over his shoulder. Looking around he found a decent height tree branch and slid the man's tied wrists over it. When he was done he started walking away as if he had done nothing at all, just leaving the unconscious man hanging by his arms, unconscious in the middle of the rain filled forest. The two brunets were quick to follow him.

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Kaoru was nearly floored by his twin. His anxieties wade as he held onto that familiar body that told him that everything would be just fine. The loving arms of his friends switched from one person to the next, hugging as they all gave sighs of relief to see one an other. But all of their celibately relief was dashed when they realized that three people were not with them yet. Two very important, and the other a new friend. They had started gathering together their thoughts, whispering in a huddled up group in their safe spot. They needed to figure out how to get outside and face what could possibly get in their way. Kyouya had phoned his private police by considering how remote they were they had a while to wait. Their voices held when they started to hear soft footsteps. The careful placement of them read into how it was not one of the people they were waiting for.

"Where, oh where could me little doggies be" that woman's voice started singing. Mori and Hunny positioned themselves at the entrance of the secret door, ready to set an assault if she got to close.

Something scratched across the walls, something solid and heavy from the sound.

She gave a sigh as she continued to talk to herself, "You know, No-chan had to taught so many lessons. Like the meaning of that nickname, she doesn't exist, she's 'no'body." Whatever was against the wall tapped on a beam next to Hunny, "I had to wake her up, you know how much she likes cats, those disgusting little freaks of nature. I had to show her that they were bad for her, and I had tell her that she couldn't just leave me, after all we are sisters."

Kaoru had to hold onto Hikaru's shoulders, holding him still as angry started to twist in face into an expression of hatred. If they were sisters they should be close to one an other, they should have braided each other's hair and talked about what boys they liked, not this. Not have one torture the other just because she felt like it!

"But she is precious isn't she? Still so innocent even after taking lives. She couldn't even struggle against a bunch of yankee's and their boyfriends. I had to teach her that she couldn't just live in our world with out fighting back," then Emily punched the wall causing dust to sprinkle down onto Tamaki's head. "Then that BITCH decided that she couldn't do anything, after all I did for HER! She wanted to keep that little freak inside of her, so I had to get rid of that and teach her another lesson. But I do admit, I was a little harsh on her." She gave a chuckle, "I mean, they did have to put some screw in her skull for a while. But hey, what are you gonna do?"

The secret door burst open, but it wasn't Hikaru who had broken it open, it was Tamaki. His blue eyes were hard and cold. Never did he think he could hate someone so much, never in his life did he think he could glare at a woman with so much discontent. He wasn't sure what he was going to do, but he couldn't let someone this… this evil get away with any of this!

"There you are little doggie," Emily's smile twisted across her face as she held up a large knife.

Running forward she thrust the knife out in front of her in a mad slash. She gave a cry when Hunny's fingers landed in the pressure point in her wrist with a forceful jab. The knife clattered to the floor, Kaoru picking it up quickly as he scrambled out of the hiding place. Before the woman could react to Hunny's sudden assault, Mori's hand was to the back of her neck, striking precisely with enough pressure to knock her out. Her eyes started to roll back, her hand grabbing for anything to hold onto. Her fists clutched onto a wet shirt as a pain suddenly shot through her chest. He reached up with her other hand, touching the warmth that oozed out of the wound in her sternum. When did she get so close to someone? When did Noboru get there?

"Noboru," she whispered as breathing started to become a chore. She started to touch Kaoru's face in tender petting motions, not understanding why her little 'sister' would look so shocked. Didn't Noboru want to kill her? Was Noboru supposed to be the one to finally release her from this hell of a life that she had built for herself so early on? "Don't look that way No-chan. I'm going to become an angel, because of you my little stray cat." Her eyes slid shut, it was getting hard to keep up, her knees were buckling under her weight, "my…. Little… kitty… c…….at……"

She slid down Kaoru's chest, the trail of red smeared down his chest as his eyes, wide in horror, watched her crumple to the floor. He couldn't breath, he couldn't think. He had just killed someone; all he wanted to do was get the knife away, why did she have to fall against him? Why did he have to hold onto the knife? Why-

Hands covered his eyes as he let out a scream. His face was buried into the loving scent that was nothing but Noboru. The sound of being shushed calmed his racing heart as he let out a broken sob.

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Six Years Later

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"God damn it!! I'm telling you that the coding is WRONG!!" Noboru shouted into the phone as he held onto a dark haired child of the age of four on his hip. He looked at the little girl and whispered, "And don't you repeat those words, Aika."

The girl only giggled insanely while squirming to be let down. He put her down and grimiest as the child ran screaming from the large office, "Daddy! Daddy! Guess what Papa said!!"

"I hate kids," Noboru grunted as Hikaru chuckled at the desk that Noboru was leaning against.

"Then you should have told Grandpa Mutoh not to have saved some of your eggs."

"You shouldn't have suggested the whole kid thing in the first place," Noboru hissed. "Now look at me, I'm… I'm domestic!" then he turned his attention back to the phone, "I said the god damn coding is wrong!! You need to do it again?! Who the hell do you have working over there; under paid pachyderms?!"

"Good thing I decided on the fashion industry."

"Shut it or I'll make you cry tonight."

Hikaru wiggled his eyebrows as he looked over the rims of his reading glasses, "I'm looking forward to that."

Suddenly Kaoru came into the room, holding the hand of their little girl and was being fallowed by the bright redheaded son, "What did I tell you about language?"

"It's her fault for," he turned back to the cell phone. "Do I need to go down there and set the place on fire to get you working?! Just do what I ask!"

Kaoru grabbed the phone and hung it up, "And I told you no work at home."

"You say the funniest things," he gave Kaoru a sweet kiss actually quite grateful to be off the phone. "You're just lucky I know computer and software nonsense while you are on maternal leave. Which brings to mind; why ARE you on maternal leave?"

"Because it's going to be my kid born next, Hikaru already has two to his name."

"You know, we're just hella lucky that Hanako and Haruhi agreed to lend us their wombs… even though Tamaki did throw a fit at first."

"I thought you said you don't like kids," Hikaru was trying hard not to laugh at the expression that Noboru was currently wearing.

Noboru leaned over the desk and kissed his lover, pulling on his tie a little too tightly, "I don't, but I refuse to dislike my own offspring." He turned around and stooped low for the small boy, "right love muffin?"

The boy's eyes sparkled as he planted a kiss on his father's lips and nearly killed him by hugging Noboru's neck a little too hard. But then again that was what the former waiter loved about his son the most, he was enthusiastic when it came to affection. He gave a sigh, closing his eyes and holding his son tightly. It seemed almost yesterday when Emily had been accidentally killed, all of those long months of Kaoru going to therapy in order to realize that it was not his fault. It took so much work to make sure the press did not get wind of anything that could ruin the good names of the members of the host club. They had all worked hard for where they got, finding that their tight knit group was tighter than ever because of what had happened. Noboru still couldn't remember most of his life, but he didn't care, it was behind him. He was no longer a killer, nor a woman who had been abused, he was Noboru Hitachiin now. He had two lovely kids and a third was currently growing in Haruhi's belly. They were taking care of her while they waited and they didn't mind it when Haruhi's father came over and played with the kids and convinced them to cross dress. They looked forward to Tamaki and Kyouya visiting and Hunny and Mori stopping by for a few weeks vacation to hang out with the kids, bringing over their own little ones. It seemed as if everything was as it should be. No one had any frightening dreams anymore, no one was frightened to be alone. No thoughts of someone suddenly coming out of nowhere. It was as if everything had been set into the perpetual motion of bliss. And for Noboru, he was going to keep it that way, and he knew that the rest of their happy family; Haruhi, Mori, Tamaki, Kyouya, Hunny, Kaoru, and Hikaru would fight just as hard.

"Kitty!" Aika squealed as she ran after a skittering cat.

"Hey! Leave Lucky alone! You know he doesn't need to be harassed after what he had to go through as a kitten!" Noboru scurried after his child. They had taken in the surviving kittens from the assault, they had figured that the cats needed to be with someone that understood them and their position, and funny enough, they were great guards for the family.

Yeah, everything was as it should be. A loving family, a life fully of good friends and pets; this was what they deserved after everything that had happened. And nothing could change that.

The End.