Annnnnd, here's OHSHC fanfic number five! If you're curious you can visit my page and read some of the other ones...

I literally just got this idea two minutes ago when reading a great OHSHC fanfic called Snowed In by KitKatTicTac (sorry had to throw that out there if you're reading this!). Anyways, this story is only rated the way it is because of violence to come in further chapters. No really lemony parts, only fluffy bits here and there...actually I don't really know who to pair with Haruhi yet. Suggestions in the reviews?

Anyways, here's the full summary.

The host club is in the middle of a bit of a nightmare-ish case between them and another (unknown) group/club. It's come to the point that various club members have been attacked at their homes and after school. Surprisingly, though, school hours are the only times they're safe. Some bad ideas lead to others, and soon it's lights out for nearly every member of the host club.

AHAHAHA! Creepy-sounding, right? I thought so, anyways...

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1

"Eh? What did you say this was called, Haruhi?" Tamaki asked for the third time in the past minute.

"Senpai, listen when I talk to you. I said it's called a California roll," Haruhi rolled her eyes.

"Is this how it's supposed to taste?" Hikaru asked.

"Yes, Hikaru, it's called vegetables."

"Not very fresh vegetables..."

"All of you, stop complaining! I paid my own good money for these and how do you reward me but by telling me how awful it tastes!"

"WAAH! HARUHI, I'M SORRY! IT TASTES DELICIOUS! MOMMY! HARUHI IS MAD AT ME AGAIN!" Tamaki whined like a child.

"Shut up, senpai!" Haruhi said.

"H-haruhi?" Kaoru asked. "Are you okay?"

"Oh, I'm just fine, you know, except for the fact that you people all know you'd be better off without a commoner." Haruhi stormed off and pulled the curtains open to a dressing room. She grabbed the ends and yanked them closed, looking at all of the mirrors in the room.

Why was I such a jerk to them? she thought. I'm used to this. There's something...different about me, but I can't put my finger on it. Haruhi heard the swish of the curtains. She looked up a little bit, expecting to see Tamaki or Kyoya telling her she owed a debt for the club members all getting the stomach flu, but instead she saw no one.

"Haru-chan," Hunny said with a sad voice. He tugged on Haruhi's pant leg. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Hunny-senpai. It wasn't you who was complaining about the food," Haruhi replied. "You were eating cake, anyways."

"No, Haru-chan. I'm apologizing for the other hosts. They don't know how to control themselves."

"Apparently, neither do I. I'm so upset with myself. How could I let my anger show so much like that?"

"Haru-chan, it isn't your fault. You know it. Sometimes this kind of thing happens. People just can't take any more of the pressure and they break. And you, Haru-chan, were very strong."

"What're you saying, senpai?"

"I'm saying that some people are like pound cake. Heavy and full of themselves." Somehow Haruhi knew the conversation would turn to the topic of cake. "But other people are like cheesecake. Dense. But you, Haruhi, you're the first strawberry cake I've ever meant." Hold up-did Hunny senpai just call her 'Haruhi'?

"What do you mean by that, senpai?" Haruhi figured he didn't mean anything by it.

"People pile strawberries on top of you without eating them, and finally your cake base can't hold it anymore and you break. But it doesn't happen often because no matter how heavy the strawberry you try your best to accept it and tell yourself someone will eat it soon."

"Wow, Hunny senpai, I never thought of it that way."

"HARUHI!" Tamaki shrieked as he parted the curtains. "DADDY'S SORRY! HE IS HE REALLY IS! HE REMEMBERS WHAT THE SUSHI IS CALLED NOW! IT'S CALLED A CALIFORNIA ROLL!" Tamaki reached for Haruhi's arm, but surprisingly she came to him and hugged him.

"I know you are, Tamaki."

So? Did Haruhi have a sudden epiphany? LOL gotcha I'm not done writing just yet! Just wanted to add that note in real quick ;)

"Haruhi!" the twins followed closely behind Tamaki, and saw the red dusted on his face. "What's going on?"

"Oh, um, nothing," Hunny said for them. Haruhi let go of Tamaki abruptly.

"Did you hear that?" she asked.

"W-what do you mean? Hear what?" Tamaki asked nervously.

"Never mind..." Haruhi said shakily. She walked back into the club room to see Kyoya's black notebook, pencil, and glasses on the ground. She walked over to the folder and saw a scarlet letter tucked underneath it. The seal had already been broken, most likely by Kyoya.

"Oh God..." Tamaki fainted. Nobody bothered to pick him up.

Haruhi slipped a black piece of paper out of the envelope. In small white letters, she read, "Lights out Kyoya."

Alright, now I'm done with this chapter. I'm still looking for a pairing, it can be either Hikaru, Kaoru, Hunny, Tamaki, Mori, Kyoya, or maybe Bossa Nova. I'm not sure yet. If I get enough votes for Bossa Nova, I'll include him in the story.

*in one of those annoying announcers voices* LLLLLET'S GET READY TO RRRRRRRUMBLE!

*in random fangirl's voice* there isn't any rumbling in this story, is there?

*in another random fangirl's voice* if there is, I hope it scares Haruhi into _ (insert fav. pairing here)'s arms!

*in yet ANOTHER random fangirl's voice* more like _ (insert least fav. host ((not possible)) here) into wetting his/her pants.

*in my annoyed voice* ALRIGHT! You guys can stop now! God, SHUT UP!