I guess I've made stories out of nowhere. lol
Disclaimor: Ouran is owned by Bisco Hatori.
'On the news today, we have a report that the most prestigious academy, which deals with planning for future students to go into a sort of business and corporation, has been burnt to the ground. We have found over two thousand students being buried. The rest are still being searched for buried under the debris and ruble. We also have the famous families coming in search of their children.'
'On other news, we have found the culprit who we believe to set off many explosives.'
'He admits that it was all his doing. The police are dealing with his execution immediately for the charge of killing students, kidnapping hostages, stolen weapons and explosives, and assaulting all staff members at Ouran Academy.'
A tall man of six feet and seven inches, he stood before the window. He was mimicking how newscasters sounded like on regular television. "Now, my friends, we are going to take down this school. The news will be exactly reporting this."
Ten feet away, a group of men sat, grinning from ear to ear. A few were cleaning out gun barrels and inserting clean bullets. "Yeah, boss. Thanks to a few lucky peeps, we got ourselves a load of weapons and explosives. This will be fun."
The one they called boss, Ryuusuke Yamami, gave a huge long sigh and breathed again. "That's right. Now, we shall have our exact revenge by taking the school hostage."
"Sir, I have the blue print of the academy. It's really huge." A man stated. He sat with a laptop on his lap.
Ryuusuke excitedly went over to his subordinate. He looked at the blueprint. As he examined the map, his grin grew wider and wider. "This is great!!! Nice work, man! Now, we can gather more people!
Who's with me, men?" The boss stated as he pumped his fist into the air. The whole room roared with agreement.
***
A year later
Running, running, and running again, a boy of eighteen years old with blond hair, wearing a hat, looks around the alleyway of Tokyo, Japan. He breathed in and out. As he reached his destination, he looked around, not finding a single trace of the person he thought it would be. Leaning against the wall, he slid down, sitting. "Dammit...it's been so long, but where's everyone?"
***
A year before and six months later
"Kaoru!!! Where are you, Kaoru?!" A red head called out. It was raining where he was. With no cell phone or money, he could not even make a phone call. He wasn't able to find his brother. For six months, he was searching, but no sign. He couldn't go back to his home either. A few months back, when he finally came home, it was empty. Nothing was there.
***
Present time
Watching as the whole building collapsed, Haruhi stood as her body shook. Tears ran down her cheeks. She couldn't believe this. She just couldn't.
Then, she felt a hand on her shoulder, and she quickly went defensive. To her surprise and shock, it was none other than Kaoru. He sighed with relief as he smiled, "Sorry, but we should get out of here."
"But, what about everyone? Your brother?" Haruhi asked with worry.
"There's no time to worry. We can't stay here. This place is going down. We lost our cellphones thanks to the guys who got us, and the one that they call boss, they took control on over all our families. So, there's no use waiting even if we tried. Plus, we will meet again, right?" The younger twin stated with a half broken smile.
Haruhi had nothing else to say but she agreed. She wiped the tears from her eyes, and they both took off.
***
Two months later
"Takashi...you think we will meet them again?" Hunny stated as he and his tall cousin sat together in a park. He wondered sadly.
"I'm sure we will...someday..." Mori, the one that his cousin called Takashi, watched in front of him, seeing a group of friends laughing as they smiled together, walking by.
***
Two years later
Entering a dark room with dimmed light, Kyouya stood, looking firm and composed. Clearing his voice, he stated, "I have the capture of my old clubmates."
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