Chapter One

A Trip to the Mall

Hello everybody! Star here, with my very first Ouran fanfiction! :D So, I was going to do a Tamaki x Haruhi pairing, but I thought that there were way to many of those at the moment. So, that'll be my next fanfiction. But I decided to write a Haruhi x Kaoru/Hikaru pairing instead. (You'll have to wait and see who she ends up with. :P) Well, I hope you enjoy! Please review if you liked it, or didn't like it. Because how will I know if you hate me if you don't tell me? :3 Thanks guys! xoxo-Star

"Come on guys, where's your sense of adventure? It'll be fun, trust me!" Tamaki protested, standing on the table of the twin's living room. I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms and glaring at him.

"If we agree to go, will you get off our table boss?" the twins said in unison, an annoyed tone to their voices. Tamaki laughed, jumping off the coffee table and making a soft thud as he landed on the oak flooring.

"Alright, let's go then!" he shouted. The twins looked at eachother, then crossed their arms. Kyoya stepped forward.

"Wait just a moment, they may have agreed to it, but we haven't yet. We still have work to be done for the club, Tamaki." he said, scribbling something in a notebook. Tamaki laughed, putting an arm around him.

"Come on Kyoya! It's a Saturday! We don't need to work all day! We're just going shopping at the mall for a few things. It's bonding time for the club! Pleeeeaasseee?" he asked, flashing his famous puppy dog face at Kyoya. Kyoya rolled his eyes, clicking his pen loudly. He folded up his notebook, slapping it on the table.

"Fine. But we're only going to stay for a few hours. Then, its back to work. It might be the weekend, but we still have a lot to get done. You are the president after all, Tamaki. You should know better than anyone how much work there is." Kyoya said sarcastically. As if. It was obvious that the president wasn't doing much work at all, it all fell to his vice president, Kyoya.

"Yaaay! Let's go everyone!" Tamaki shouted, running out the door in enthusiasm. I sighed, getting my wallet out of my pocket. I only had two-thousand yen...Oh well, I wasn't planning on buying anything anyway.

And, that's how, after about a half an hour, I found myself walking through an incredibly prestigious mall with the rest of the host club, fighting through the crowds. Of course, it had been Tamaki's genius idea to take us all out here.

Tamaki was the president of the host club, and therefore should be the most responsible. However, he was all for fun and didn't like work at all. All of the details of the club were left to Kyoya. He was truly the evil genius behind everything, club activities, club fundraisers, and dances.

Even though we had tried to blend in with the huge crowd of the mall, our usual group of squealing fangirls soon discovered where we were, and swarmed around us in a huge mob. I sighed. We really couldn't catch a break from work anymore. I had been so used to convincing everyone that I was a boy, I was starting to believe it myself. Wow, I really had turned into my father.

"Sempai, where exactly are we going now?" I dared to ask Tamaki after about fifteen minutes of aimless wandering. He flipped his hair, glancing over in my direction and flashing me a smile. I knew he was doing it all for our fangirls, but seriously? It kind of frightened me in a strange way.

"Hmm...How about the food court? I don't know about you guys, but I'm really hungry..." he replied, running a hand through his long, blonde hair. (Which received a few squeals from his crowd of fangirls.)

"Alright, sounds good!" Hikaru and Kaoru said in unison, suddenly coming up behind me and putting their arms around me. I rolled my eyes, noticing a slight smirk arise from Kyoya's face. I glared at the shadow king, confused, but not willing to show it. He had been doing that a lot lately...whenever I was around the twins. What was his deal?

"Yeah, I'm hungry. We've been walking all day..." Honey said pathetically, wrapping his arms around Mori's neck, who had actually been carrying Honey the majority of the time. If anyone had the right to be exhausted, it was poor Mori.

"Yeah." Mori agreed, hoisting Honey up further on his shoulders. We all walked in a pack towards the crowded food court, our fangirls right behind us. The different booths were filled with different kinds of foods. I finally chose a seafood booth that had a large selection of tuna.

Once we had all gotten our food, we walked into the center of the food court, trying to find a table. Suddenly, I felt someone run into me, and my tray of food flew into the air, tuna flying everywhere. I fell backwards onto the ground, hitting my head on a table.

"Oww..." I groaned, grabbing my head. I blinked a few times, then looked up. There was a tall, bulky man standing above me, a gray sweatshirt pulled up over his head. What I could make out of his face was dark and scary looking. I stood up, starting to apologize, when Hikaru pushed in front of me.

"Hey, watch where you're going jerk!" he yelled, raising his arms protectively in front of me. I stared at him, my eyes wide in surprise. The man's features grew even darker and more menacing. He pushed one of Hikaru's shoulders, knocking him back into me.

"Why don't you tell your stupid little boyfriend to watch where the hell HE'S going." he said, his gravely voice sending chills down my spine. I placed a hand on Hikaru's shoulder.

"Hikaru, it's fine...Let's just go, please..." I said, the hair raising up on the back of my neck. Hikaru ignored me, stepping closer to the man so that their faces were practically touching.

"What did you just call her?!" Hikaru demanded, apparently unknowingly calling me a, 'her.' The man's eyes glinted with utter rage. By this time, many of the other hosts were trying to pull Hikaru away as well, but he wouldn't budge.

"Stupid. Got a problem, Big Man?" he growled at Hikaru, his voice becoming husky and even more terrifying by the second.

"Yeah, I got a problem. Now back of or..." Hikaru began. But he never got to finish his sentence. When happened next was too quick for even me to process. The man drew out something small and silver, pointing it straight at Hikaru's chest. I saw a split second of fear flash in Hikaru's eyes. Then, he was turning to me, shoving me away from him. My foot caught on something, and I fell over once more. This time, my head caught on the ledge of a table, and I couldn't see anything. I remained conscious just long enough to hear the gunfire.