Haruhi Shado: A Short Story

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"It was nice to meet you Mr. and Mrs....." I trail off to make it seem like I didn't already know their names.

"Oh! How rude of us? My name if Haruhi Shado. This is my husband Hikaru Shado." Haruhi says with a small smile.

"We need to speak with you and your husband Miss." The police officer says getting their attention.

Both of them nodded and went to follow.

"Hiro you stay right here. Alright?" Haruhi says and Hiro nods.

After they walk off with the police officer, while taking Sarah with them, Hiro and I started talking randomly.

"Do you have any siblings?" Hiro asks after a few minutes.

"No. I'm an only child." I say while looking over at him.

"Oh. I'm sorry." He says while looking at the ground blushing slightly.

"It's not your

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