Kyoya has been missing from school for weeks. When he finally shows back up, something is wrong. And things will never be the same for the Host Club again.

Sucky summary, I know, but I got the idea from Black Butler, in case you were wondering. I'll explain in more depth if another chapter comes up. Review and tell me if I should continue this!

Haruhi's POV

That day, Kyoya walked in missing an arm.

For weeks, Kyoya had been absent from school. We were all really worried, especially because we couldn't reach him. When we called his cell, we only got voice mail. Similarly, calling his mansion only got us an irritable maid telling us he was busy. We actually showed up at the mansion once, but the maid wouldn't even let us inside. We were on the verge of canceling club activities, but decided against it. The customers had no idea something was wrong, so canceling would only make them worry. Instead, we had told them Kyoya wouldn't make it for club activities because of some personal family problems.

So, when he walked in, we were all so surprised and relieved. Of course, this was before we noticed he was one arm short. As far as we knew, he hadn't attended classes, so him showing up at club activities was a little strange, not to mention against the rules. Which just escaladed the strangeness, seeing as Kyoya is a rule-follower.

I think I was the first one to notice . His sleeve on his left arm was strangely… deflated, I suppose you could say. It was looked flat and empty. I raised an eyebrow before I looked down and saw – well, it's more like I didn't see a hand at the end. I threw my hand over my mouth and my eyes got really big.

"Haruhi, what's wro—oh… my… god…" Tamaki's voice got really quiet. Everyone started staring at him open-mouthed. I don't think any of us could believe that one day, Kyoya had just walked in without an arm. It didn't really make any sense. I started racking my brain for ways this could have possibly happened, but I couldn't come up with anything.

Kyoya took absolutely no notice of our reactions. He glanced around the room and, seeing no customers, went to lounge on the couch.

"No customers yet? Well, classes did just end…" Kyoya sighed and glanced at the clock. He took out the accounting book from its spot under the table and opened to a few weeks ago. He glanced up and saw us all surrounding or sitting on the couch and staring at him, speechless.

"Hm? Oh, this." He lifted what little piece of arm was left, which was to just above the elbow. He said it as though there was no reason for our surprise, as though it was everyday that your friends walked in missing various limbs.

"I lost it a few weeks ago. That's why I was out of school."He went back to the accounting books, muttering to himself as he corrected the mathematical errors Tamaki had made during his absence.

I finally found my voice and managed to squeak out, "Uh, i-if you don't mind my asking, how did you manage to l-lose and arm?" He looked at me incediously.

"You already know the answer to that, don't you?" I felt all eyes turn to me.

"Um… no, not really. Just what are you implying? Are you calling me a stalker or something?" I crossed my arms as I came back to myself, the initial shock starting to wear off.

"Wait a minute. Why on earth would you be stalking Kyoya?" Hikaru and Kaoru asked in unison. I shrugged, still glaring at Kyoya.

"Your telling me. Why don't you ask Kyoya? Apparently, he has some proof I spend my free time stalking him." I replied curtly. Any sympathy I had been feeling for him was pretty much gone at this point.

"That wasn't what I was saying." Kyoya said quickly, holding up a hand to cut off the twins. He kept staring at me, a startled and confused look in his eye. "All I meant was - I thought you would have heard by now. I figured people would start spreading rumors—"

"Actually, it was us who started the rumors so that no one would start any rumors." Hunny said, hugging Usa tightly to his chest. Kyoya finally stopped staring at me to start staring at Hunny.

"Isn't that a little like giving a robber your money so he won't steal it?" Hikaru asked him.

"I don't think you did a very good job of explaining that. You just made us sound like horrible, rude, gossiping jerks." Kaoru pointed out. Hunny pouted as tears glistened at the edges of his eyes.

"I was just trying to—"

"W-What they mean," Tamaki interrupted quickly, "is that we told the customers that you were out on a few personal family problems. We told them not to say anything, so chances are they spread it all over the school." He had a triumphant look on his face, as though his plan involved some never-before-seen genius.

"Yes, Tamaki, of course." Kyoya mumbled distractedly. He had already gone back to his accounting, obviously not interested in what he had to say. We all fell silent, watching him do quick math in his head. I glanced at the clock. 5 minutes until customers started arriving. Suddenly, a thought occurred to me.

"Kyoya-sempai?" He looked up at me.

"Yes, what is it?"

"Well… have you thought about what you're going to say to customers?"

Kyoya looked confused. "What do you mean?"

"I mean you can't very well just have someone go, 'what happened to your arm?' and your response be something like, 'oh, it just sorta fell off.'. You have to have some sort of plan!" I said, exasperated. Did losing limbs bring along a few brain cells? "You were out of school on family issues and you turn back up missing an arm? What was the issue, child abuse?"

Kyoya laughed. "Of course I've thought about that. I did have a plan, but it's useless now since I was counting on rumors being spread by the students. I didn't count on Tamaki spreading rumors."

"I don't get it." Hikaru said. "What difference does it make if Tamaki spreads them or the other students do?"

Kyoya put down his book and sighed. "Because whatever rumors spread by someone who is with me on a daily basis will be taken as fact. People will think that, seeing as Tamaki is my friend, he will know the truth. Unfortunately, they trusted an idiot. My plan was to dispel rumors by just saying, 'oh, that's not true.' That won't work if you were saying it in a matter-of-factly way."

"Which we did." Hikaru said.

"You can thank Boss over there for that. The whole rumor thing was his idea in the first place." Kaoru added. "People were starting to worry. Especially us." He pointed to his empty sleeve. "Looks like our worries were justified."

Kyoya sighed, pushing his glasses up his nose. "Even so, that idiot shouldn't have acted on his own. My plan is ruined now, and I'm not sure what I'll say. I figured even Tamaki could figure that much out on his own, but it seems not. Now if you'll excuse me." Kyoya said, looking up at the clock. "Club activities are about to begin, and I don't think I should show today." He stood and disappeared behind a curtain.

Tamaki, who had been sulking in a corner, rushed to the doors as the patter of feet started down the hall. "Nobody mention Kyoya." He whispered as we took position.

"No, really?" Hikaru muttered under his breath as the door swung open.

"Welcome."