So this story is set in several different Alternate Universes so if one character dies and then that character is revived for the next chapter don't freak out.

Chapter 1- The one that changed us all.

He would be the first to melt. To wilt on the floor like a melted ice cream. Like he was dead or dying, but he wasn't. He would be the first to start sobbing, to start shuddering and shaking and sobbing. Kyoya would pull him to his feet, always there for Tamaki when his friend needed him. Tamaki was the first to melt. Tamaki was the first to cry. The first one to scream and react and get angry and give up.

"Suoh." Kyoya said.

"NO! YOU CAN'T HELP ME OOTORI. YOU CAN'T. YOU CAN ONLY TRY BUT THAT WILL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH. YOU'RE NOT HER. SHE'S DEAD." Tamaki screamed. He screamed and raged and sobbed and Kyoya took it as tears began to stream down his face too. The dark Lord never cried. The dark lord never showed weakness. But Kyoya did. Just once. Just once he cried like he'd lost the sunlight. In a way, he had. They all had. Kyoya was the second to cry. Tamaki melted into Kyoya's hug and they held each other up as they thought about 'd changed them both, she'd changed them all. She had been their sunshine. How do you react when the sunshine disappears and you know its never coming back? Kyoya Ootori had been in love with her. But most of them had been. Tamaki had been the first to fall and the first to react when she died. But they all loved her.

Honey wasn't Honey when she died. He hadn't loved her like Tamaki or the others had loved her, but as a friend. She had still brought sunshine to his life, even though it was already so sunny. It was so sunny anymore. Honey didn't cry like the others. He didn't. He didn't talk either though. There was no cake that would make him feel better. Bun Bun couldn't even come close. He felt sick inside. He didn't talk to anyone, not Mori or his brother or his parents. He was silent, completely silent. Slowly he fell into the routine, got back into the habit of martial arts. No more cake. No more cuteness, that wasn't him anymore. He was silent, he was tough, he was angry. So angry. Angry that she had died. Angry that it was a car crash that killed her. Angry at the stupid driver that had crashed into her car and killed her. Angry at the Hitachiin brothers for giving her a car in the first place. Angry at everything and everyone. He took it out in training. No one dared fight him. Not even Mori. Mori wasn't even allowed to speak to him.

That was what drove Mori over the edge, not just losing her. He had loved her. Never said anything about it, then again he never said anything about anything. Silent had been his thing, until Honey took over. But he had thought about her, thought that she was adorable, perfect just the way she was. Thought she was the best thing to happen to Ouran. She had had a power about her that Mori had admired. A power to make people care about things without letting on that she cared too. She never gave up on something she was really committed too. She didn't care what other people thought. And when she had died Mori shed more than a few tears. A few days were spent where all he could do was cry. No one had ever seen Mori cry before, and no one still ever will, because he cried in secret, in his meditation room with only his pets to keep him company. When he had been able to stop crying he went to see Honey. Misery loves company he assumed. But Honey was different. Honey was harder, rougher around the edges, meaner. He'd snapped before but now Honey's life was a big snap. Honey had been Mori's best friend. Done the talking so Mori could be quiet. Made him smile if only on the inside. And now Honey refused to acknowledge that he even existed. And Mori had lost two of the things he loved the most.

Hikaru was tentative. He had cried when she had died. Bawled. But Kaoru bawled harder. Kaoru Had loved her more. Kaoru had loved her more than he loved them. Hikaru could have never gone that far. His brother would have always been the most important thing to him. But Kaoru had shown that he loved her more than anything. That he would never share her with anyone. Kaoru had been a mess and now he wasn't speaking. Wasn't eating, wasn't responding. Hikaru was tentative. He wanted to reach out to his brother, but saying that everything would be okay was too big of a lie. Hikaru didn't like lying to his brother. But it hurt him to see Kaoru like this. Reaching out would require caution, walking on eggshells. One wrong move would leave both of them broken forever. But doing nothing would leave them just as broken. They had always just had each other. And one day they had had her. One day. And they had fallen for her. They always liked the same things. Sure, there had been tension. It was hard to love the same girl as your brother did. But everyone had loved her. Everyone. And she had a way of smiling at you that made all the tensions disappear for just one second. She had a way of entrancing the Dark Lord and breaking into a world that two brothers had planned to share separate from everyone else forever. She had changed everyone's life.

And now she is dead.

And Tamaki is melted.

And Kyoya is sobbing with him.

And Honey isn't Honey.

And Mori has lost.

And Hikaru is broken because Kaoru is broken too.

Here's hoping chapter two is as glorious as this one.

What should I do next? Mori dying? Honey? One of the twins?