CH 1 15 YEARS AGO

"Haruhi, look!" A blue haired boy crouching by the green river bank called towards a brunette girl.

"What is it kaito?" Haruhi responds while bounding toward him with a cage of frogs. Kaito loved collecting stuff like this, he is so immature. Although Kaito was older than Huruhi, it seemed as though she was more responsible than he was.

"I found a frog!" He cheers.

"Cool! Put it in the cage and we will take them home later!"

"Sounds good!"

15 YEARS LATER

"What do you mean he is dead?!" Haruhi gasps. The police officer had a stern look on his face. Haruhi's father wouldn't be home for another two hours but she doesn't want to be alone after the cop leaves.

"Where you close to Mr. Kaito Hatsune?" The officer asked.

"We are very close. I was his fiance. Our parents planned it but after awhile we got to love each other." She answers tears rolling down her cheeks.

"I am terribly sorry for your loss. He left a letter on his desk. It was addressed to you." He handed her the envelope concealing the letter.

"Wha?" She opened it cautiously. Inside was a note. A tiny worn out note. It said:

If we ever get separated in anyway, including death,

please call this number.

00-01

"Does this mean anything to you?" The officer asked.

"No, I don't even think this is an actual phone number." Haruhi answers in dismay.

"Well, if you need anything call my business phone number and ask for me, Officer Lister." He hands her his card.

"Thank you Officer Lister." She took the card with hot tears rolling down her cheeks. With that the officer left Haruhi in her own gloom.

AT THE HOST CLUB

"You had a fiance Huruhi?" The bright eyed Tamaki asked astonished.

"Yeah, can we stop talking about it please?" Haruhi muttered. The 6 young men surrounding her were concerned about the girl who was forced to join a host club with a debt hanging over her head. She showed them the note earlier and only got the same questions from them than her own. Haruhi hadn't even bother to call the number. She didn't even want to know how he died.

"How did he die if you don't mind me asking..." Tamaki says quieter.

"I didn't ask."

"Why not?" Orange haired twins asked.

"I guess I didn't want to believe kaito was dead but now it would be nice to know." She replied.

"Kaito Hatsune survived by his parents, brother and sister (Miku and Mikuo), cousin Zatsune Miku and his fiance Haruhi Fujioka alongside of her father, Ranka." Kyouya pipes up reading the daily newspaper aloud then reads,"shot in the head at 3:47 in the morning. Was rushed to the hospital but died on the way there in the ambulance. Do I need to read the rest of the obituary?"

"Kyoya let me see that paper." Tamaki demanded taking the newspaper from the outstretched hand of the darked haired Kyouya wearing glasses. Haruhi's eyes grew serious as she read over Tamaki's shoulder then they filled with tears once again. Turns out the rest of his family died in a car crash just days afterwards.

"I know you won't want to but we have to let the guest in or we will have a riot on our hands." Tamaki tries to soothes.

"Yeah let them in." Haruhi wipes the tears off her face as they get into position and the giant pink double doors open.

The Host Club is Open for Business.

SOMEWHERE AT A SCIENCE LAB

"How's the new VOCALOID coming along Meiko?" Master asks a woman with short brown hair and wearing a red top and shirt.

"I don't know," Meiko replies."His numbers have been up and down constantly. His mind seems worried."

"Hmm... well keep up the good work." Master turns to leave, but Meiko stops him.

"You promised me beer." Meiko teases, Master just smiled.

I don't own Vocaloid or OHSHC