Classes were called off the day after Koharu Ishimaru was killed in a car accident.

Haruhi had wondered why everyone looked so sad. Instead of a flurry of yellow dresses and blue suits all in a rush to get to class, there was an almost eerie silence as the students shuffled down the hall.

Just as she decided that she was going to ask someone what was going on, she spotted the Twin's muttering to each other by a window.

"Hey! Hikaru! Kaoru!" She called.

They jumped as her voice echoed through the hallway, and disrupted the silence. They shifted uncomfortably. "Haruhi, now's not really the time to be so exuberant, you know?" Kaoru said.

"It could be considered rude." Hikaru added.

Haruhi frowned. "What's rude? What's going on with every one?" She didn't particularly enjoy being out of the loop.

Both of the Twin's eyes widened, "You mean you don't know? It was all over the news last night."

Haruhi thought back, she hadn't watched the news last night; she had been studying for a Math test. "No, I don't know. What happened?"

Kaoru made a sad face, and looked away, so Hikaru spoke instead. "Class 3-A's Koharu Ishimaru was killed in an auto accident last night."

Haruhi was shocked. "Oh… That's so sad." Most people don't know what to say when they hear of the death of another. This is especially so, if they didn't really know the person. Haruhi's response was normal for people in her situation.

Kaoru nodded. "Every one's really torn up about it. Especially Hunny, I saw him earlier, and he's been bawling all morning. He said that they were good friends." He sighed. "The chairman's going to give a speech over the PA system, then were excused for the rest of the day. They said that the libraries and the tech lab are still going to be open all day though, for students who want to use them. Ishimaru's teachers are going to be down on the field, they're lighting candles and taking turns talking about her, some of the kids are too. Tono said that club is closed today, and we're expected to go down there and light a candle for her. She was a regular costumer you know."

Ah. Haruhi was finally able to put a face to the girl.

She had been a regular of Hunny's, so they hadn't talked much. But Haruhi had remembered her to be a cheerful girl, who had been well liked by her peers. She was a dark tan, and her eyes were the color of melting chocolate. At the tiny stature of 5'2, she curved nicely, and her hair was cut in a shiny black bob. She was very pretty, Haruhi remembered, and very motherly. She called everyone adorable, even Tamaki, who most fan-girls just called handsome.

Now that she could recall her, the loss seemed ever rougher. It was no wonder everyone was sad.

"Student's of Ouran, as I sure most of you know by now that we have suffered a terrible loss." The chairman's somber voice rumbled.

"Oh! He's starting!" Hikaru had unconsciously reached out and gripped Haruhi's sleeve, and he stared at the speaker on the ceiling as if he could see the chairmen through it.

Like a little boy, Haruhi thought, smiling softly. Koharu had called the twins, 'an enchanting pair', and they seemed to have grown some sort of attachment to her. She was just easy to love.

"Koharu Ishimaru from High School class 3-A was a girl who was very beloved by students and teachers all around. She was a straight 'A' student, a cheerful companion, and always enthusiastic when helping others. She will be missed, and we are holding a candle lighting ceremony this afternoon to honor her. Her cousin, Ayumu Ishimaru, from class 1-A, will return to Ouran in a week's time. We mourn her loss."

Haruhi started at the mention of her class. Ayumu Ishimaru was a quiet girl whom Haruhi had never really talked to. She had never attended the Host Club, and always worked silently during class. Haruhi had always just assumed that it was just because she was absorbed in her work.

They had the same last name, and they looked a bit alike, but Haruhi had never felt the need to make the connection.

Where Koharu had been short and curvy, Ayumu was a lithe 5'9. They had the same tan skin, but Koharu's always seem to admit a sort of glow. Ayumu had the same charcoal colored hair, but hers was long and always in a plaited braid. It looked like her hairdresser had tried to cut layers in it, but cut them too short, so a few pieces hung out around her face. Koharu was bright and cheerful, open with everyone. Ayumu kept to herself, a bit of a loner.

"Haruhi?" Hikaru nudged her. "Come on, lets go light a candle with the rest of them."

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After two days, things had returned to normal. Some of the third years were still moping around, but that was really only Ishimaru's closest friends.

The only really odd thing was that her cousin, Ayumu Ishimaru, had come back to school three days earlier than normal. People came over and said good things about Koharu, and how if there was anything they could do, just let them know. A few people told her how brave she was for coming back to school so quickly. Haruhi wondered if it was just because she wasn't very close to Koharu. The Twins didn't wonder about it at all.

A few days later, Hikaru had forgotten his bag in the classroom after school, and so they had gone back to get it, when they saw a small leather bound book sitting on a desk.

"What's this?" Hikaru grinned.

"Kaoru grinned back, "A diary maybe? Let's take a look-see. Shall we?" He picked up the book, and flipped to the first page. They're un-even shreds in the binding, where it looked like a large chunk of pages had been ripped out. Kaoru looked at it curiously, and then started to read it aloud. "I want-" His grin slid off his face.

"What is it?" Hikaru moved behind Kaoru to better see the writing. He breathed in surprise.

I want to die.

ARGH! I'm sure some of you have noticed that I've gone on a bit of an updating spree. If you've noticed this, you've proabably also noticed that all my up-dating has been for NEW STORIES! I'm just creating more freaking work for myself! I swear, I love my mind, I just wish it would cooperate with me sometimes.

Ah, on too talking about this story. As you might have noticed, this is just the prologue, so the next chapter with probably be longer. No promises though. Seriously, don't hold me too that. This is going to be written in third person for the most part, but I'm going to be doing this in a rather confusing way I think. Then again, it might be seriously simple. You never know with me. I WILL update the next chapter quickly though. Proms. (You probably shouldn't hold that to me either...)

So, as you can see, once I try to lay off the depressing stuff, and write some good old-fashion Humor/Romance fics, it get's all bottled up and someone dies. It appears that I have a thing for killing my OC's. I also have a thing for killing them before the fics even started. Take I Spy for example. Actually, don't, because I haven't re-written that yet. So you can take it as an example as soon as I do. 'Kay? I'm actually hoping that this might inspire me to get working on that. ;] Good luck with that, eh?

Oh, I almost forgot to mention, RIP Austin Cook. Writing this made me remember him, and the candle lighting memorial service was something my school did. He was a grade younger than me, and I didn't know him well, but I remember him from my 3rd/4th grade split class. For more information, Google 'Austin Cook John Muir Middle School 2007'

Which totally reminds me... I start High School in a week AHH!! :O

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Write on man, write on!

-OhMyGoshsickels