A/N:- Well, this is the first Ouran fic I've attempted to write that came out well. It was actually inspired by a meme my friend and I completed. The outcome of this particular question got the writer within me started, and this story is the result. Funny where I get my inspiration from.
I have included the original result at the bottom, so you can see where it came from and how it changed.
Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club or any of the characters. The question which inspired the story I found on a website somewhere, but I can't for the life of me remember the address.
Kidnapped
Host Club was over for the day, and Haruhi seemed unusually happy. There had been a lot of giggling coming from her customers this afternoon, and the twins were curious as to what could put Haruhi in such a good mood.
"Why are you so happy?" chorused the twins, sidling up on either side of her and trapping her in between them.
She wriggled out from between them, brushing them off as they tried to help her pack up. The chances were they'd try to steal more of her belongings to sell at auction.
"What's this?" Kaoru asked, holding up a piece of patterned note book paper.
Haruhi paled, and tried to grab it, but Kaoru was too tall, and Hikaru grabbed her and held her arms by her sides, stopping her from making another attempt.
Kaoru read it, and looked at her in confusion. "What is this?"
"It's a game," she explained lamely.
"Well, I can see that, but how does it work?"
She blushed now. "Well there's an, er, list of names at the top." He nodded in confirmation. "They are numbered randomly. The questions and situations below have numbers in." Again he nodded. "The numbers are random again. You match the numbers to the names and see what comes up, and then answer any questions. It's normally for cartoon or book characters."
Kaoru looked amused. "You were playing this with your customers." It was Haruhi's turn to nod. "Well, I must say that using real people's names would definitely be…interesting."
Hikaru let Haruhi go, snatching the paper. "But…but these are our names!"
"It was the customers," mumbled Haruhi. It would seem her good mood had been destroyed.
"Oh look," exclaimed Hikaru mischievously, deliberately raising his voice to draw the attention of all the other hosts. "There's one last question."
All the hosts moved towards where the twins and Haruhi were, coming to see what the disturbance was. The twins gestured for everyone to sit down, once more trapping Haruhi between them so that she couldn't get away.
"Question twenty," Hikaru read out gleefully. "Number 9 and number 6 are about to get married, until number 3 crashes their wedding and abducts number 9 against his/her will. Number 6 follows them, but must forge an uneasy alliance with his/her archrival, number 1. They must then hijack some form of transportation from number 8 in order to get to number 3's lair, where they must fight against number 3's evil zombified minions. What will happen next? Well, this does sound interesting."
Haruhi groaned. She would bet everything she had on the fact that Hikaru and Kaoru had worked out which people would inserted into this little misadventure before deciding to call everyone over, and she would bet her scholarship that it wasn't good.
Hunny seemed intrigued, he scuttled over, peering over the top of the paper. "So we match these numbers here, with the ones at the top?" he asked pleasantly, giving her a sickly sweet smile. She nodded. "Let's see: I'm number 6, which means…I'm getting married, isn't that lucky Takashi?" Mori inclined his head silently.
"Who are you getting married to, senpai?" Tamaki inquired curiously. Hunny, took the paper from Hikaru's hands, running his finger down the page. His mouth formed a little "o" shape in surprise. "I'm getting married to you, Tama-chan."
Tamaki looked dumb founded, and stared at the little senior as though he'd lost his mind. Hunny gazed back, a thoughtful look in his eyes. He tilted his head to one side slightly, as though examining the host club president.
"You're quite handsome, Tama-chan," Hunny concluded eventually, before hopping joyfully back across the room and taking up his usual perch on Mori's shoulders. Tamaki looked faint.
Kaoru grinned wickedly. "Milord and Hunny are deeply in love. Hunny proposes, and Tamaki accepts without hesitation. An enormous wedding is planned, hundreds of guests are invited. Nothing could ruin the happy couple's special day…"
Could he milk one sentence any more? Haruhi thought irritably.
"Even when Hunny's arch rival-" Kaoru paused in his speaking, glancing at Hikaru, who held the paper.
Hikaru took up the story. "Even when Hunny's arch rival Kyoya shows up spirits aren't dampened."
"Why would I hate Kyo-chan?" Hunny asked sweetly.
Hikaru waved his hands, looking for inspiration. "He was against the marriage. He didn't think you were good enough for his best friend," he invented wildly.
"Oh," replied Hunny, looking at Kyoya disappointedly. "That isn't very nice, Kyo."
Kyoya barely suppressed a grin at the whimper this statement drew from the club president. He's enjoying this as much as the twins Haruhi noted.
"But then," Kaoru intoned, using his most dramatic voice, "disaster struck. Tamaki is kidnapped by none other but our very own…"
"Haruhi!" Hikaru finished, his voice was just as overdramatic and, well, evil.
Tamaki's features couldn't quite work out how to arrange themselves. You could see the cogs in his brain ticking away as this new information fell into place. Of course, no father would be happy that their daughter had become a kidnapper, but she'd rescued him from Hunny's evil clutches. Because, to put it frankly, right now the little senior terrified him.
"Why would I do that?" Haruhi asked curiously, staring at Tamaki thoughtfully. "If they wanted to get married I'd be happy for them." Tamaki whimpered again at her words and she frowned slightly.
Before either of the twins could speak Kyoya answered, "Maybe you were manipulated."
"Manipulated?" Haruhi murmured, lapsing into silence, and Hikaru took his cue to continue the story, glancing at the paper still clutched in his hands.
"Hunny is obviously devastated. He is determined to fight for his love, and blindly rushes forwards, not coming up with a plan. All too soon he realises to chase Haruhi on foot would be pointless. She has used commoner transport, and he carries no small change, and so he needs another method to pursue his bride."
"Bride?" squeaked Tamaki.
"Of course, milord," Hikaru replied, delighting in the president's horror. "Hunny is older, after all."
"This," Kaoru said, raising from his chair theatrically and taking the paper from Hikaru, "is where I come in. Hikaru and I had been put in charge of wedding organisations. We sorted out everything, from the cake to the flowers."
"And Tama's dress!" piped Hunny.
"Yes, of course," Kaoru responded, his grin widening. Tamaki didn't protest, because he was pretending not to hear. His head was buried in his drawn up knees, his hands covering his ears and his eyes squeezed shut. Kaoru simply raised his voice.
"As a result, I am sat outside with the wedding car when -"
"What kind of car?" interrupted Hunny again. "What colour?"
"Pink, decorated with ribbon and little bunnies," Kaoru suggested, looking impatient at the disturbance. "Anyway, I am sat outside with the car when Hunny comes racing out of the building. He spots me and tells me he needs immediate transport. The only problem is he's not making much sense. Money's been a bit thin on the ground recently, and I'm only paid to drive the car after a certain time. I point blank refuse to drive him anywhere, let alone on some mission into commoner territory where my car might get damaged.
"When Hunny-senpai is about to Bunny-kick me into the next century he is stopped by a calm, cold voice. 'I have a suggestion,' says the man. 'I will aid you in finding transport to rescue your…bride, for want of a better word…if you allow me to accompany you.'"
"Wow, Kaoru-chan, that's such a good impression of Kyo-chan!" Hunny chirped brightly.
"Thanks," said Kaoru with pride evident in his voice. "I've been practising. It will help a lot in prank phone calls and the like." Kyoya scowled, noting this on his clipboard.
Hikaru decided to take up the story, before his twin revealed too much to the Shadow King. "Naturally Hunny is suspicious: why would Kyoya-senpai want to help him after being so opposed to the wedding in the first place?"
Everyone, even Tamaki, glanced at Kyoya, who smiled a smile which sent shivers down the spines of everyone in the room. "I'm obviously concerned for my best friend. If I'm protective of him to the point where I'm picky about who he marries, surely I care that he's been kidnapped." There was something about the way he said it though. Even Kyoya knew he didn't do anything out of casual concern. There was more to this plan.
The twins didn't like someone else butting in on their story. "We're telling this tale, senpai!" Kaoru protested.
"I was under the impression this was a group activity," Kyoya answered dryly.
"Besides, I happen to believe your impression of me is substandard."
Haruhi cut Hikaru off as he jumped in to defend his brother. "Just hurry this stupid game along. I need to do the shopping tonight, and I'm running late as it is."
Kyoya's smile had a smugness about it as the twins sat back down reluctantly. They continued their story, but even more slowly, Haruhi was certain. They just wanted to annoy her.
"Well, Kyoya threatens Kaoru. He makes it clear to my twin that if he does not agree to aid the two unwilling partners in their chase of the commoner our company will be bankrupt within weeks. Kaoru has no choice but to agree to follow Haruhi."
"I am able to follow Haruhi's trail to a commoner supermarket. She is using the store as a hideout, and has set up many defences. The main defence however, is more complicated than a security system. She has surrounded her captive with zombies."
"Oh be realistic!" Haruhi burst. "Where would I get zombies from?"
There was a cough from the door to the music room. "I may be of some assistance there, Haruhi-kun," intoned a creepy voice.
Umehito Nekozawa and his cat puppet, Bereznoff, were stood in the doorway.
"Good afternoon, Nekozawa-san," Kyoya greeted evenly. "Please join us."
"Thank-you," he hissed, taking a seat with the group. "I believe Mr Fujioka was in search of some un-dead minions? How many will he be needing?"
"None!" Haruhi insisted, holding up her hands. "It's just a story, Nekozawa-senpai. The twins are just telling a silly story."
"But they will be loyal minions."
"I really don't need any."
"Not even one?"
"Not even one."
"Very well," sighed Nekozawa disappointedly. "I shall excuse myself then. I must oversee a dark ritual this evening before supper. Good day."
They hosts mumbled their farewells, and they were relieved when the creepy teenager left.
"So," Hikaru began once more, and this time he seemed somewhat shaken by the creepy encounter, "Haruhi has managed to procure an army of zombies from Nekozawa, president of the Black Magic Club. They are guarding the shopping centre where Tamaki is held captive. Of course, when would Hunny have a problem defeating an enemy, be they living or dead? Hunny simply uses his martial arts to destroy them all while Kyoya gives instructions to someone through his mobile phone. Soon the unlikely pair has free access to the building."
"They run across the car park," Kaoru continued, "and slide through the automatic doors. They are forced to run up the down escalator, and they eventually scale a fire escape to the roof, where-"
"Where the sun is setting," Kyoya interrupted, a malicious glint in his eyes. "The sun is low in the sky, giving everything a red glow. There is a light wind in the air. The scent of cherry blossoms fills the sky."
"Shut up," Hikaru blurted. "You sound like some cheap romance film."
"Yeah," Kaoru added. "Romantic scenes don't suit you Kyoya. You don't have a romantic bone in your body!"
"And I presume that means the two of you do?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "I doubt either of you have a clue about wooing a potential partner. In fact, you are the only hosts who sell yourselves to the women not because they are attracted to you, but because you are supposedly attracted to one another." That and the death glare he sent served to shut the two of them up.
"As I was saying; the sun is setting, and as myself and Hunny stumble onto the roof, our eyes meet a sight that causes Hunny's blood to boil." He paused for dramatic effect. He's worse than the twins Haruhi reasoned.
The cogs in Tamaki's brain were turning once again. Was Hunny angry because Haruhi had done horrible things to him? Was he lying beaten, tortured or even dead? What had his precious daughter become?
"Haruhi is sat in Tamaki's arms, and he is resting his head on top of hers. They look comfortable, relaxed, peaceful. Tamaki is whispering in her ear, but the wind carries his words so that we can hear them. A love confession."
Tamaki looked like a fish out of water. I had blushed as red as a lobster when boiled, and he opened and closed his mouth, staring wide eyed at Kyoya. "But Haruhi is my daughter!" he managed to squeeze out eventually.
"Of course," Kyoya agreed, but he seemed slightly exasperated. "This is merely a story, speculative of course. After all, we included zombies! I am merely giving a reason for Haruhi to kidnap you, and of course, if you didn't think of her as your daughter, then there is no reason why Haruhi and you couldn't be very happy."
It was bold. Of course, there was no guarantee that the Idiot King would understand what his best friend was trying to say, but it was bold nonetheless. Too bold for Kyoya, but then the boy was a mystery.
Haruhi knew what Kyoya was doing. He's trying to make Tamaki understand his feelings. Of course, left unaided Tamaki would probably work it out for himself someday, and Haruhi wouldn't complain if that day didn't come for a long time, because she knew, deep down, how Tamaki felt about her, even if he didn't. And right now she didn't have an answer for him. Not yet anyway.
He got it though. You could see it in his eyes and his face and his whole demeanour that he understood. But Tamaki was a gentleman, born and bred, and he wasn't going to do something as crude as voice this revelation aloud. No, he'd speak to Haruhi later. He'd corner Kyoya first though. They needed a strategy meeting.
"What happens next?" Hunny asked impatiently. Apparently the world tumbling revelations had gone unnoticed by him.
"Huh?" Tamaki asked dumbly.
"In the story. What happens next?"
"Well, you attack Haruhi of course," Kyoya explained, as if it were obvious.
"No, he doesn't," Hikaru countered, trying to regain control of the story. "He doesn't, because Mori turns up, and carries Hunny away, because it's time for his nap."
"Why would Mori do that?" Hunny questioned.
"Because Kyoya called him!" Kaoru answered. "When he was on his phone and you were fighting zombies. Kyoya wanted you removed, because he knew what you'd find on that roof because…because he was the one who manipulated Haruhi!"
A silence fell over the room.
"Is that it then?" asked Hunny curiously. "Is that the happily ever after?"
"I…I suppose so," Hikaru conceded.
Haruhi rushed off in a hurry after that. It was the shopping, of course, she told them several times, but none of them believed her. They let her go anyway though. At least she'd gone to the effort to find an excuse.
Tamaki demanded that he speak to Kyoya in private, right now, this instant, the moment the door shut behind Haruhi. The two hurried off next, Tamaki looking frazzled and Kyoya smug. He even managed to walk smugly.
Hikaru and Kaoru left slowly, sulking. Hikaru kicked at stones angrily along the path to the school entrance. Kaoru listened to his moaning in silence.
Hunny and Mori were left behind, walking slowly, and happily, and normally to their car.
"It could all happen, couldn't it, Takashi?" Hunny asked brightly.
Mori glanced up at the young man on his shoulders, confused.
"That story. It will all come true, when Kyoya sorts Tama-chan out."
"Maybe," said Mori.
"All except the part with Tama-chan and me, of course. Or the zombies."
"Hai," Mori replied.
"Mitsukuni?" Mori spoke eventually.
"Yes, Takashi."
"Do you think she feels the same?"
"Yes. Or she will, when he makes her realise how deep he cares for her. Or Kyoya does. I think it will all come down to Kyoya in the end. Tamaki is a lucky friend."
"Hai."
"Takashi?"
"Mitsukuni."
"I think we'll have chocolate cake tonight," he chirped joyfully.
A/N:- Here is the original question and my answer to it that inspired this story:
Tamaki and Hunny are about to get married, until Haruhi crashes their wedding and abducts Tamaki against his/her will. Hunny follows them, but must forge an uneasy alliance with his/her archrival, Kyoya. They must then hijack some form of transportation from Kaoru in order to get to Haruhi's lair, where they must fight against Haruhi's evil zombified minions. What will happen next?
Well, Hunny bravely and valiantly battles towards his love, but when they reach the lair having karate chopped all the zombies (while Kyo-chan made notes on his clip board) he finds Haruhi and Tamaki wrapped in a passionate embrace...he is most defiantly not being unwilling. Kyoya cackles evilly, pushing his glasses up his nose "All according to plan". It turns out Kyoya saw his friend was about to make a dire mistake, and manipulated Haruhi by threatening to increase her debt. Then he instructed Nekozawa to make an army of zombies to slow Hunny down whilst Haruhi and Tamaki finally stopped being dense and worked out their feelings. Hunny, however, does not give up easily. He becomes an evil zombified minion and attacks Haruhi, until Mori strolls in, knocks him out by feeding him cake with sleeping pills inside, and then apologizes for the inconvenience...Haruhi and Tamaki live happily ever after, and Kaoru is sat outside in the car wondering where everyone got to
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