PickleToast: Yo! PickleToast is back, with another story! This time it's Ouran High School Host Club time!

Now, for some important notes for this fic. One: it's an AU. Don't like it, don't read it. Two: it is a 'companion' fic for ANOTHER story called Itty-Bitty Black Heart, which was written by takujo, so I highly recommend that you read their fic FIRST. You do not have too, but it would really alleviate a lot of confusion later in the story. Three: there WILL be YAOI. Just a warning. Once again, don't like, don't read. Fourth: YES, there WILL be OCs and he major pairing here is with an OC (HikaruXOC). Once again, don't like, don't read. Fifth: some cannon characters will be a bit OOC…I'm sure you know what I'm going to say next.

Disclaimers! First: I DO NOT own ANY of the OHSHC characters. I only own the plotline and SOME of the OCs that will be mentioned later.

MAJOR DISCLAIMER!: I DO NOT own Chen or Luo. These characters, along with some others that might be mentioned later, rightfully belong to takujo.

Special Thanks: A very special THANK YOU to takujo for allowing me the permission to use Chen and his family in my story, thus I will like to dedicate this fic to you, as not only have you let me use your characters, it was your story that inspired me to write this. THANK YOU!

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It had been about a year now since Hikaru had returned to Japan with his parents after finally tracking down his older brother in China. He had been really reluctant to go at first, as he was still mad at Kaoru, and confused as well. However, he was glad he went. The two had made up and their relationship was back to normal. Well, as normal as it could be with their living arrangements. The best part though, was being able to meet and see his nephew, Luo Xeng.

At first he hadn't wanted to see Luo, nor had he wanted to be around him. He looked too much like his father, Chen. The person who, in Hikaru's mind, took Kaoru away from him. But the more he looked at Luo and the longer he spent with Luo, Hikaru began to adore his nephew. He may look like Chen, but he most definitely acts like Kaoru. Now, Hikaru wouldn't lie. He still doesn't particularly like Chen, and he doubted he ever will. But for his twin's sake and his adorable nephew, he could tolerate Chen. He will be respectful to him this time, be Hikaru would rather be dead than call him 'brother'.

Hikaru also did not mind Kaoru's in-laws; in fact, he highly respected them. Lady Qing Qing was a very likable woman and Hikaru took to her personality almost immediately. Although, that might just be because she somehow knew which one of them, them being he and his brother, was which. Even when he and Kaoru purposely dressed the exact same and mirrored their positions like they had done many times before in their childhood, she still got it right. The looks on all of the servants' faces were priceless though.

Kaoru had been very animate about asking what everyone was up to back in Japan. Hikaru wanted to make a snappy come-back about "well, if you hadn't left, you would know." But he didn't. He had only just gotten his older twin to talk to him again and he didn't want to ruin it.

Honey-sempai and Mori-sempai had graduated and Tamaki had held a grand party for them as a good-bye. The two still came by every now and then to chat. The Host Club itself took a break after they had left, but all of the girls in school had made a fuss about it, so Tamaki started it again, with some different members. Hikaru himself had actually opted out, staying more behind the scenes and helping Kyoya with planning the Club's events and themes. When Kaoru asked him why, he just said that it wouldn't feel the same. Kaoru had thought he had meant that with the loss of Honey and Mori. Hikaru had meant that with the loss of Koaru, but he said nothing more on that subject.

Hikaru then followed up by telling Kaoru that he and Haruhi had broken up. It wasn't that they had a fight or anything; it was just that Hikaru just couldn't feel for her in any other way than that of a sister and Haruhi had felt the same way. They were still friends and often went to each other's houses. Haruhi was now dating Tamaki. They actually made a great couple. Kyoya was still Kyoya, and Renge is still an otaku if he ever saw one.

Back in Japan, Hikaru was currently sitting on his bed, thinking back to that visit. He was all by himself, the house quiet save for the occasional movement and soft chatter of the maids and butlers. His parents were out of town, both of them on different business trips. Haruhi and Tamaki were away on a trip. Honey and Mori were who knows where, and Hikaru wouldn't dare call or visit Kyoya or Renge when he was alone. He valued his life!

"This is so boring." He said aloud, to no one in particular. He didn't feel like reading or listening to any of his music. He didn't want to play any videogames and he already did enough homework for the day. "…Maybe I should go for a walk." With that decided, Hikaru got off his bed, put on some shoes and was out the door.

It was around mid-afternoon, and it was a bit chilly, as it was Fall. Hikaru had always loved Fall because of the colors. The reds, yellows, oranges, all of it! Another plus was that he could wear his favorite sleeveless red jacket that had fur inline.

Without any real destination in mind, Hikaru just wandered for a while, until he found himself in front of the entrance to an old abandoned park. Looking up at the old and faded wooden sign brought a smile to Hikaru's face. This was the same park that he and Kaoru would go to often when they didn't want to be found. The entire park was covered in nature and the silence there was comfortable, not overwhelming. There was also a river nearby that created a rather soothing effect. He and Kaoru would walk across the wooden bridge multiple times, just to watch and listen to the river.

Hikaru hadn't been to the park since Kaoru left. It would be odd to go in without him, but Hikaru guessed he had nothing better to do, so he entered. The park was as he remembered it. An old, and slightly rusted jungle gym and a swing set with one swing. A couple of benches sat strewn about in random places, and lots of trees surrounding the area, blocking out most of the glaring sunlight and covering the area for privacy. The grass was as unkempt as the last time, coming up to his ankles, along with the weeds. Ivy grew over tree trunks and some wild flowers were growing off to the side. Birds flew overhead and squirrels raced from tree to tree.

Hikaru smiled widely, taking in a deep breath. The fresh, crisp, clean air here was wonderful. The serenity here was unimaginable. He could feel all built up stress leave him immediately as he gazed at the scene. "I need to come here more often." He said to himself as he walked across the field, heading toward the bridge.

Now, the bridge was not what one would normally expect. Most people would expect a bridge to connect one side of land to another, which is normally what a bridge does. This bridge, however, does not. The river it goes over is right next to a cliff. The park meets with this cliff due to a hiking trail. The bridge is there to connect one side of the cliff with the other side of the same cliff, as there is a gapping cut out in the middle of it. The river flows right next to the cliff and thus under the bridge, which gives it quite the scenic view. Hikaru always liked how he could see the walking trails on the other side of the river. He could also see the roofs of some buildings from the town.

Hikaru walked over the bridge, stopping in the middle and turning to look out at the river and the sky, leaning against the railing. He smiled again. Yes, it was still lonely without Kaoru, but the silence that came with being here by himself was refreshing. Hikaru was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn't hear the wood creaking. He didn't notice the wood start to bend and break. If he had, he would've gotten himself off the bridge as fast as he could. But alas, he did not.

Without any more warning, the bridge gave out, caving in under Hikaru's weight. Hikaru gasped in alarm as he fell from the bridge and into the icy water thirty feet below. His body stung from impact and water filled his lungs as he gasped in pain. He tried to swim to the surface, but the current was too strong for his small frame.

His lungs burned from lack of oxygen and he could not hold his breath any longer. More water filled his mouth and burning lungs as his vision began to waver. Was this it? Was he going to die here? Drowning….he was drowning…he was drowning in place where no one would think to look, save for Kaoru who was in China.

Random thought flashed across his mind as he began to lose consciousness, and he fully thought he was dreaming, when he saw something, or someone, come into his blurred field of vision and grab his hand. An angel, perhaps? Hikaru didn't know. His vision was gone before he could decipher it, along with his consciousness.

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OH NO! What will happen to Hikaru? Who or what was it that came to save him? Find out next chapter in Teeny-Tiny White Hearts!

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