Author's Note: Thought I was going to give you fluff when you saw this? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH, no. I'm going to rip your heart out with this one, guys. You are not ready for this. I also didn't realize this chapter was actually pretty short, so, the next chapter will be a lot longer. It's going to be. Because the next chapter is where everything starts all mellow, lala, and then EVERYTHING HITS THE FAN, EXPLODES, AND WE ALL CRY TOGETHER. I'm evil. Sorry! I'd make it longer, but I am also posting this up on Tumblr. So... I can't give it more, when it's also already been read by people on there. So yeah. ENJOY~! Lusaun/N. Italy/ Leon/ Mr. L/ Haruhi
Fear of the Pumpkin Carriages
Chapter 1
The Party Must Start Without Their King
The group sighed as they all got together, ready to reach the end of their Ouran Fair. Still, there had been no word from Tamaki. Not a phone call, not a text, not even him coming in in person. Everyone was growing restless, as the conclusion drew closer and closer.
"The boss isn't about to just not show is he?" Hikaru asks the group, though not aimed at any one Host in particular. His twin stood at his side, frowning some, before shaking his head.
"This was what he wanted, right? All his idea?" Kaoru chimed in, before both turned to look at Kyoya expectantly. Out of the whole club, if anyone was to know the answers, it would be the brunet, right? The one in question though, could only give a sigh, as he looked out the window, towards the setting sun.
"...I'm afraid I cannot answer. True as it may be that this is what he wanted... It's just as possible he is only catering to his fiancé's wishes," he points out. "After all, he hasn't been allowed to so much as even message us, let alone show up here to speak with us." Mitsukuni pulled Usa-chan close to him, looking down at the ground, though he stayed cuddled close to his cousin.
"...I don't like that lady he's marrying, Kyo-chan," he tells the Vice President softly. "She's so mean to Tama-chan, and to us too. She wants him completely away from us..." No one could really argue with that. Eclair didn't exactly give them all a warm welcome. Very much the opposite. And she did constantly have him with her, no matter what. And if he wasn't with her, he sure wasn't being a Host. This was unfair...
"No one likes Eclair. She's anything but Boss's type," the twins said together. All around the room, the group seemed to either agree with a small sound, a nod, or even just their silence. One person in particular who was silent, was Haruhi. She hadn't said a word after the King of the Host Club was mentioned. She was too far gone in her own thoughts. Where was Tamaki now? Why wouldn't he just stand up against her, defend his family, to be with them? Why did he have to marry her? Would she really make him happy? No. No, of course she wouldn't. The girl was al looks, if you could say she had them, and a cold black heart. Looks only got you so far. A terrible, controling, and manipulative personality would bring you down hard. But he was still marrying her. There was no apparent logic in this.
"Alright, everyone. We need to start up anyway. If he shows up, better late than never," the shadow king points out, looking to the group, before clapping his hands lightly in a 'Let's get to it, now' kind of way. "Let's go greet our guests." They all got together, Hani slipping up on to Takashi's shoulders, his head on top of the larger boy's with a sigh. The twins then started to head off after them, one beside the other, like always. Lastly, Kyoya started to leave, but then noticed that the female host didn't seem to be paying attention. The glasses wearing male sighs, before moving to her side, placing a light hand on her shoulder. That jolted the younger one from her thoughts immediately, as she looks up.
"Haruhi. We're starting," he informs her. Though, looking into her eyes, he could tell that isn't what she wanted to hear. However, Haruhi put on a brave face, before she gave a firm nod.
"R-Right. I'm ready. Sorry, Senpai," she apologizes for not beginning to leave when he had first directed. The brunette teen stands up, her hands clasped together in front of her, before beginning to walk out of Music Room #3 with the leader as of then.
What they failed to see, that would have been an indicator of where their missing King was, that the minute they left the view of the window, a certain car drove by. A red car. The car driven by Miss Eclair herself, and beside her was Tamaki. He glanced towards the school, heaving a small, sad sigh. It was better this way... Right? He... He couldn't say good bye to them. They would never let him go. Or maybe they would want him to. That was the thought that scared him more, honestly. He was only a burden, right? Right...