Disclaimer: I own neither The Ouran High School Host Club, Kuroshitsuji, or any of the characters from either series.
1800s England, Phantomhive Manor
"Young Master, your mail is in."
Another day in the Phantomhive Manor. The gardener was busy in the front yard eliminating the weeds (as well as the plants), the maid was busy cleaning up a mess of broken china (broken due to her own clumsiness), and the chef was (attempting) to conjure up that afternoon's lunch. Your typical day in this household.
The butler sighed, taking notice of the chaotic scene before him. Their "helping" really was just added work to his load. Well, those were matters to tend to later. He shook his head proceeding to read the Earl his letters.
"Lord Sheffield has sent a formal invitation requesting the Young Master's attendance to his marriage ceremony."
"Reply telling him I am unable to attend." said Ciel not bothering to stop walking, assuming Sebastian would follow.
Sebastian did as was expected and continued. "Sir Erickson invites you to accompany he and his wife to the opera this Thursday."
"Decline that, too."
"Very well, Lady Elizabeth has written also. She says that she misses you and wishes that you would allow her to visit."
"Is that it?" asked Ciel beginning his descent down the staircase. "I would have expected something much longer and more tiresome to read."
"Well most of the seven pages was mainly her imploring you to actually respond this time." said Sebastian with a pleasant smile.
The boy scowled. "How bothersome."
"Will you reply to her soon?"
"No. You write back to her. Tell her I'm busy."
"That's rather rude. Do you not think it a good idea to, if not the others, see her at least? And if not, do you not think it a better idea for a gentleman to write back to his fiancé in his own hand?"
"You know I do not wish to be bothered with any of this right now." Ciel answered angrily. "You of all people should know how hectic things have been around here as of late."
Sebastian voiced his agreement. About a month and a half ago, there had been a rumored terroristic plot against London. Naturally, the Queen had asked Ciel to sniff around, find out what he could, and, if possible, put a halt to the threatening activity. They had been successful in thwarting the conspiracy; however, it had taken longer than either had anticipated due to a couple of false leads and wild-goose chases they had encountered at the beginning of their mission. The two had only just returned to the mansion roughly a week ago . . . Or what was left of it.
Ciel had ordered the other servants to go on vacation away from the mansion for the duration of the time they would be away, since they neither wanted to bring them along nor leave them at home unattended. The plan had worked well, that is, until Sebastian had decided to write giving them advanced notice that he and the Master would be returning, in doing so he had figured that they would have time to begin the journey home also, and that they would arrive about the same time. About being the keyword in his reasoning. The others had ended up arriving approximately five minutes before Sebastian and Ciel, and, well, that was all it took. Neither had had a moment to rest upon returning. Sebastian had begun straightaway; doing what he could to restore the manor to its original state, and Ciel had been bombarded with work and had spent the past week catching up with his company's affairs.
"I'm sure the Young Master is tired." stated Sebastian in an almost empathetic manner as he thought of his own workload.
Ciel nodded. "I haven't had a moment's rest upon returning home. Even then, I am not even half way through the paperwork on the damages done while we were gone. How they managed to send four shipments all to the wrong stores, I still don't understand . . ."
Knock Knock Knock
Sebastian left his master's side to answer the door, though the boy didn't seem to notice as he continued his rant.
"Its almost incomparable how so much had managed to go wrong in less than two months time with the Funtom Company. Even if I wanted to, I have no time to entertain Lizzie, or anyone else for that matter. I cannot afford any foolish interruptions that could further hinder my work."
"CIEEEL!"
The Young Master did not even have the time to see who had called him before he had been tackled to the ground in a bear-like hug.
"Hey, get off!" He struggled under the much bigger person's weight, managing after a few minutes to squirm his way to freedom and face his friendly attacker. A gleeful boy, 17 years of age with long hair and tanned skin.
"No . . . NO! SOMA, GET OUT!"
The older boy laughed. "Is that any way to treat a guest?"
"'Guest'?! Couldn't you have at least written first?! You are not staying here!"
"I apologize for coming on such short notice." said Agni who had remained at the door by Sebastian. "But, well, you know how my Master gets. Its good to see you again, my friend."
"And you, also, though it would seem that your visit may be short-lived." Sebastian looked back to the two young men before adding, "The Young Master and I have been rather busy as of late. Recent events have set us both back in our work drastically, so you'll have to excuse his lack of courtesy. I am positive he won't consent to your stay."
"That's a shame." said Agni. "The prince has been eagerly anticipating a visit to Master Ciel's regular residence. That aside, if we were to have stayed, I could have been of some assistance to you in the household work."
Agni's last comment made Sebastian think. Things had been extremely chaotic in the past week alone, even for someone like him. And if Agni were to stay he could not only assist him, but he also had an uncanny way of making the other servants useful, as well. That being the case, the household chores would get done quadrupled the current rate.
"I'll see if I can persuade him to allow a more prolonged visit."
Ciel had not stopped yelling at the prince (who was now playing keep-away with his cane) "Stop- Hey, give that back!"
"Ha Ha Ha! You're so short-EEK!" the Prince shrieked as his least favorite member of the Phantomhive household appeared behind him.
"Pardon me, if its not too much trouble I wish to speak to the Young Master privately."
"O-of course!" Soma replied quickly rushing over to Agni's side.
"Young Master, perhaps it would be best if you allowed them to stay."
"And why is that?"
"While it is true that Prince Soma can be a- . . . bit of a handful, having Mr. Agni around could have its benefits."
Ciel scoffed. "For you."
"That is true." The butler admitted. "But perhaps if he could help me with my work and possibly keep the others out of the way, I would have more time to aid the Young Master in fulfilling his obligations."
The boy glared at him. "If I wanted your help I could have just ordered you to assist me." Then really taking a moment to consider what Sebastian had said, he sighed. "Perhaps you are right, Sebastian."
Soma peeked out from behind Agni, asking cautiously, but hopefully "Does that mean we can stay?"
"Yeah." Ciel grumbled reluctantly. "But just remember that I'm-"
"WHOOPEE! This is wonderful! Let's go play in the garden, Little Ciel! Oh, but no, you must first teach me how to play chess! No, no! Take me on a tour of your mansion!"
Ciel groaned, already regretting his decision.
Present Day Japan, Ohtori Mansion
"So this is where Kyouya-sempai lives." said Haruhi Fujioka taking in her surroundings. She and the other five members of the host club were visiting their vice president's residence, the butler –or one of them - having had escorted them to the second floor living are of his home.
"Well it is for most of the year." said Hikaru plopping himself onto a couch.
His twin, Kaoru looked over at her. "Come to think of it, you've never been here before, have you Haruhi?"
"No, never." She replied. "Where is Kyouya-sempai, anyway?"
"One of his maids said he's taking a nap." said Hunny. "Ooh! Get me that one, Takashi!"
Mori nodded. He and Mitsukuni were by a bookcase browsing through titles, the one Hunny wanting being just out of his reach. He grabbed and handed it to him.
The boy smiled sweetly. "Thank you."
"Taking a nap? Does he even know we're here?" asked Haruhi.
The Hitachiins responded in unison. "We don't know. Milord's the one who invited us."
As if on cue, the flamboyant blonde dashed up to them, proudly holding up a disfigured piece of pottery that somewhat resembled a dog bowl. "Haruhi, Haruhi! What do you think of this coffee mug I made for Kyouya in a commoner's pottery shop?"
"Its very . . . Nice."
"See? It says "World's Greatest Mom" on the side! If you want, I could go back sometime and make one for you, too!"
"N-no, that's ok. Hey sempai, you told us to come, but does Kyouya-sempai even know we're here?"
"No, I thought we'd stop by and surprise him."
Haruhi sighed in exasperation. This guy . . .
Hunny and the twins exchanged worried glances. "So, Kyou-chan doesn't know we're here?"
"Nope."
"Hey, Milord, maybe it would be best if we left and just came back later." said Hikaru as he and his brother got up to leave.
"What? Why?"
"He's napping." said Kaoru, Hikaru adding, "And do you really want to be here when he wakes up?"
Tamaki and Haruhi gasped in horror. They had completely forgotten about the Low-Blood Pressure Demon's demeanor upon just waking.
Tamaki stuttered. "Y-y-your right, we need to get out of here! We have to plan an escape!"
He looked around frantically (for what, Haruhi was not sure) before pointing at Mitsukuni. "Hunny-sempai!"
"Yes, sir!"
"You're the smallest and therefore can travel undetected with ease, so you be surveillance! Sound the alarm if Kyouya shows up! Mori, you go with him, you be the muscle if things get ugly!"
Mori grunted. "Mm."
"Hikaru, Kaoru!" Tamaki continued as the twins saluted him. "Look for all possible exits and plot an escape route for us!"
"We're on it!"
Haruhi thought now would be as good a time as any to point something out. "Umm . . . Wouldn't it just be easier if we left the way we came in?"
Tamaki finally turned to the girl with tears in his eyes. "Haruhi . . . DON'T WORRY, DADDY WILL PROTECT YOU!"
"Ergh! Sempai, get off of me!"
As the typical interaction between the two continued, the twins took off like identical tornados through the house along with Mori, to fulfill their mission. Little Hunny, however, had stayed behind completely engrossed in the book he was reading entitled "Cakes of the World."
"Look at all the ones from England!" he commented. "Don't they look yummy, Takashi?" When there was no response he looked up. "Takashi? Oh. He must have gone without me. I'd better go, too -but I really want to read this book."
He gazed down at it contemplating what he would do. "Well, I guess I could just ask Kyou-chan if I could borrow it later."
Hunny reached up and standing on his toes, attempted to put the book back. The place for it was just a couple of inches out of his reach so he climbed onto one of the lower shelves for further elevation, putting the book back where it belonged. He started to climb back down but lost his footing. Frantically, he grabbed for something- anything, to steady himself, though what his hand had managed to catch was another book, resulting in him merely pulling it off the shelf and falling to the floor. Fortunately, it wasn't a very long way to fall and he landed on his bottom.
"I guess I have to put this one back now, too- Hm? What's this?" he noticed that the book cover was completely blank and he opened it. Within was a hidden compartment and a small button in the center. Curiously, he pressed it. As he did so, the bookcase started to move, slowly sliding to the left side of the wall.
Hunny stared wide-eyed. "G-guys! Guys, come look at this!"
Haruhi stopped yelling at Tamaki and turned toward him, gawking at the hidden wonder. Even the latter mentioned had forgotten how upset he had been at his daughter's "out-right rebelliousness" looking upon the discovery. What had been concealed behind the book case was what appeared to be a large metallic wall with a keypad protruding through the center.
Both twins' heads popped up in the doorway, and Kaoru asked, "What's going on?"
Tamaki answered still in awe. "Hunny found some sort of . . . Secret door."
"I thought this kind of thing only existed in movies." Haruhi commented. "I wonder what's behind that wall."
"Well whatever it is there's a reason why its so well hidden." said Hikaru. "In which case, its probably something we shouldn't know about."
Kaoru looked at his brother. "And in which case . . ."
" . . .We wanna know." they said together.
"I want to see what's inside too!" said Hunny before adding gloomily, "But it looks like you need a password to get in."
At this point, Mori had arrived. Upon seeing the others gathered around the mysterious entrance, he wordlessly walked up to it and looked at his watch. Apparently satisfied with the time, he then proceeded to enter a series of numbers onto the keypad causing it to withdraw into the door. It was replaced by a hand-scanner which he placed one of his own on without hesitation. With a beep the scanner also pulled back into the wall which split and opened vertically in the center.
Still saying nothing, he walked through. The others were too shocked to do more than stare with eyes bigger than tennis balls and mouths agape.
"Wh-what just happened here?" asked Haruhi, mouth still hanging open.
"I don't know, but I think a better question is, why are you here?"
They all jumped upon hearing the new voice. "AAUGH, KYOUYA!"
"H-hey, Kyouya-sempai," greeted a nervous Kaoru. "We thought you were asleep."
"Is that why you decided to go snooping around my home?"
"N-no . . ."
"W-When did you wake up Kyou-chan?"
"About ten minutes ago, I couldn't sleep with all the racket that was being made (which, I'm assuming was caused by you five)."
Ten minutes. So he was dangerous, but not fatal. (But still very dangerous).
"Hey wait a minute, Kyouya!" Tamaki's fear was overshadowed by a sudden realization. "I'm always here, and you never told me about any sort of thing like this being in your house!"
"There's a reason for that."
Tamaki gasped. "Its illegal, isn't it?! Your family is a part of some crime organization that threatens and blackmails key political figures, bending them to your will!"
"NO WE ARE NOT, AND IT ISN'T ANYTHING ILLEGAL!"
Kyouya shook his head and looked at his watch. "I'm assuming Mori-sempai's in there."
"Y-yeah, how'd you know?" asked Haruhi.
"Well, since you've already seen this much, I might as well show you." said Kyouya walking through the entrance, then turning around and adding with the dark and merciless power of the Demon Lord he was, "But if a word of this escapes your lips to any other living soul, you will pay dearly."
They exchanged nervous glances before following after.
"Secret Underground Ohtori Science Facilities?" asked Hunny when they had arrived to where the door lead to, a large laboratory filled with computer monitors, tables with beakers and test tubes, and large expensive-looking machinery.
"Sounds shady." Hikaru commented.
"You're one to talk. But yes, as you know my family is mainly in the medical industry, and has spent the last year setting up this lab for the sake of engineering its own medication. However, our scientists have also ventured into other branches of the field, as you can see."
Hunny looked over at his cousin who was wiping down various pieces of equipment. "So, Takashi knew about it the whole time?"
"Yes, Mori-sempai was here and assisting us when we were first building the lab, which is why he has clearance to enter."
"Look at all this stuff." said Kaoru. "What do you suppose that is?"
He pointed to a large container filled with some sort of liquid in which a small green figure – that greatly resembled a human, save for its large black eyes- was floating.
Haruhi eyed it suspiciously. "I wouldn't even ask."
"Hey guys, look at this! Its like a commoner's photo booth!"
Mori looked over at the machine Tamaki had been referring to and grunted. "Mm . . .Time Machine."
"Really?!" Tamaki asked. He had been right about its appearance. Except for the fact that it was the size of three small department store dressing rooms, the machine appeared to be modeled after an ordinary photo booth. "Its an actual time machine?!"
"Of course it is." said Kyouya. "Though its not quite finished, the engineers are still working on it. The boys all crowded into it, as Kyouya began to explain the functions of a few of the different controls on the front panel.
"Look, Takashi. This must be how you control where you go and during what time." said Hunny looking at a little computer monitor on the lower left hand side of the panel that displayed various countries and data on each one.
Mori read through the countries that were listed. "United Kingdom . . ."
Hunny smiled and touched the screen, selecting the country. "We learned about that last year in history class, remember? Where would you visit if you could?"
Kaoru sighed putting his hands behind his head. "This is getting boring."
Hikaru smirked. "Then let's make it more interesting." He leaned out of the time machine and grabbed Haruhi's -who had decided not to go in since it was too crowded- arm. "Hey, Haruhi, why don't you come inside and sit between me and Kaoru?"
"I'd rather not."
Kaoru looked over at Tamaki, immediately catching on. "Aw, come on! Are you worried that there's not enough space? Because you know, could always sit on one of our laps."
The provocation had worked. "N-no Haruhi, come and sit on daddy's lap, its much more practical." Tamaki leaned over Kyouya and the twins trying to get a hold of Haruhi.
"Watch what you're pressing!" Kyouya yelled, seeing that the boys were unintentionally hitting various controls with random limbs in their struggle.
The two cousins at the end were completely oblivious to their scuffle. "If I could, I would go visit England." said Hunny scrolling through the country's information. "They had really yummy desserts, even back in the Victorian Era!"
Haruhi continued to struggle against all three boys. "Cut it out! I don't want to go in there!" Not having the strength to resist all of them, she let go of the sides of the time machine that she was using to support herself, sending everyone flying backward into the vehicle. The twins fell back onto Kyouya -who voiced his disapproval of where their hands had ended up- and Haruhi onto them, while Tamaki had ended up knocking into Hunny causing the smaller boy to hit the "GO" switch at the bottom of the monitor he was playing with.
The machine roared to life.
When he had realized what was going on, Kyouya yelled, "NO! Tamaki hit that switch next to your left elbo-"
Too Late.
The last thing that anyone remembered was the engine's defeaning roar and a blinding flash of light.
