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“Ah —sorry, En-chan.” Atsushi’s lips attempted to adopt a grin, although the corners wavered slightly in favor of a grimace. Truly, he was apologetic, even if it wasn’t quite in the manner most would have assumed. If forced to elucidate, it would become evident that he was sorry for causing distress ( sorry for coaxing any worry into En’s mind, sorry for the pain he was feeling right now just below his chest ). Regret in conjunction with helping his friends was never an emotion Atsushi could fathom experiencing on any level. For future Battle Lover endeavors, he would simply engage enemies in a more vigilant manner.

   Doe eyes offered but silent blinks a moment before one brow arched and the other dipped in question. She knew, of course, that he didn’t go to school here ( though, if he attended anywhere else while doting on Kasanoda, she hadn’t the faintest clue ). That wasn’t the root of her confusion, no. Rather,  ❝  Well, what are you doing here?  ❞  Although she wasn’t necessarily a snitch, she did have a rather strong sense of justice -- of right and wrong -- and she wouldn’t hesitate if there were ACTUAL trouble afoot.

   Shutting him out... Wasn’t that what she did to everyone when she was struggling? Why would she think herself self-important enough to push her troubles onto others, especially her father? He already worked so hard for the two of them, often coming home in the wee hours of the morning post a long night’s shift and plopping into bed near immediately. ( The door’s creak had somewhat conditioned her to stir from her own slumber exclusively to acknowledge Ranka with a ‘welcome home’ before settling back into her futon and drifting off once more. ) There were even times he didn’t stroll through their entryway until the next day. All because he was doing his best to keep them afloat.

        Haruhi was doing her damnedest herself. Studying fervently, nabbing a scholarship to a school of such prestige as Ouran, all to achieve her dream of following in her mother’s footsteps. The extension to that goal? To lift the burden caring for her single-handedly all these years had certainly become, to properly repay him for all he’d done for her. 

                                                 The last thing she wanted to do was exacerbate                                                   his worries -- his concerns -- regardless the                                                  severity of what she may have been going through.

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   An intentionally ominous note? Absolutely not! Unfortunately, Haruhi and her words -- as tactless as they tended to be -- had a complicated relationship. As intelligent as she may have been, her lack of eloquence proved her bane on various occasions.

            ❝ hm... you’re one of the few that actually get it. ❞ how long had he been trying to get people to understand that about him ? he wasn’t inherently bad, he was just-- working through things ( as was most of his family, but he was the only one that resorted to extreme violence ) . ❝ and you’re not a bad person either-- you’re just kind of scary sometimes. ❞

Hatori was quite used to Ritsu’s nature by now. He knew it would do not good to make him more frantic, so he always kept his demeanor and tone as calm as he could. He knew the other meant well, but the constant apologies were not necessary. He knew what he was getting into when he was around Ritsu. 

“You have NOTHING to apologize for Ritsu.” He felt the need to say, though he doubted it would make much difference with the other’s deep-set habits. His brows slightly arched as he listened to his explanation of how he’d gotten his cuts. Hatori doesn’t say anything. He knows that their family is full of secrets and Hatori was never one to pry unless he needed to. He may be the family doctor, but Ritsu’s business is his own.