Chapter One;; Wicked Acts
I'll being this story with a warning. This OHSHC fanfic will not be as witty, charming, and hilarious as it is in the manga, anime, or otherwise. 'No Rest for the Wicked' is going to be a darker and much more tragic side.
This will be rated M for reasons soon to be known. Please don't send messages saying how twisted and awful this is. I warned you ahead of time.
Disclaimer: I do not OHSHC, its plot, nor its characters.
Ouran Academy is an elaborate University High catering to the ultra-rich and powerful.
Among the lower ranks however, Ouran is the symbol of an easy life and creates a desire for something other than a life of poverty and hardship. Many cry out for the life only few privileged children receive and beg for a new start.
For a small group from Devsire High School it's the beginning to a very tragic end.
The Ouran school bell rang and signaled the ending of a tedious day of class work. Voices echoed the halls in joyous laughter and shouts of the good life. Nothing could ruin such a beautiful spring day.
Only a few more weeks and the year was over with summer just around the corner. Nothing but thoughts of the beach and vacations were placed in the student's minds.
In fact, the Ouran High School Host Club was planning a large ending party to celebrate the end of one year and the beginning of the one to come. Everyone was in a twitter about it and spoke their excitement to the hosts.
Yes, the school year was a long but wonderful year.
"Tamaki! We'll see you next week!" A small blonde and her friend called out as they exited the Third Music Room.
"I shall try and hold out till than my wonderful Princesses!" Tamaki cried out with fake tears glistening in his eyes. He waved them farewell and shut the door behind them with a smile.
"Another job well done! You did wonderful today Haruhi!" The blonde called out to his favorite brunette. The teen raised and eyebrow and continued to pick up empty teacups.
"Thanks. I guess." The blonde watched her enter the kitchen and waited at the door.
"Ne! Haruhi, would you like to come with our family to our private beach house?" Questioned the twins. The brunette shook her head silently from the kitchen and called out to the twins.
"Can't. I'm watching my neighbors house this weekend."
The twins pouted and glanced towards the rest of the Hosts.
"Do you guys want to come than?" Tamaki jumped at the idea and bounced across the room.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea! We could have the whole family together and-"
"Your not invited stupid Tono!" The twins stuck out their tongues and ran away from the raging king.
Hiding behind Hunny's table the twins continued to tease Tamaki. In anger the blonde attempted to leap over the table and tipped it in the process.
"Wah! Tama-chan spilled my cake!" Hunny howled and Takashi picked the short blonde up from the floor.
Kyoya's eyebrow twitched in the back round and he let out a subtle cough. When that didn't work he turned towards the obnoxious group.
It was impossible to focus on typing when all the racket was occurring.
"Would you mind being quie-?" A crash sounded from the kitchen followed by Haruhi's startled voice.
"Who are y-?" Her voice cut short and a muffled scream echoed from the kitchen.
As the Hosts began to move towards the kitchen a strange voice stopped them.
"Any more movement and the kid will lose a hand." Haruhi was pulled into the main room and was followed by a figure with a gun. A gloved hand was placed firmly over Haruhi's mouth.
The figure was dressed in pure black and a simple white mask covered their face. Suddenly, four more followed from the kitchen and raised their weapons towards the hosts.
"I thought you said no one would be here!" A deep voice hissed from under a black mask to the right. It appeared to be male.
"Well, I was obviously wrong. So suck it up." Sounded the figure holding Haruhi.
The Hosts were stunned into silence. They had never been threatened in such an obvious and open way before. All faces slipped into sharp expressions and both Hunny and Mori fell into fighter's position.
Kyoya glanced at the group of five intruders and decided to speak up.
"Please release Haruhi. There is no need to be rash."
A giggle sounded from the shortest figure of the group. A smile on the face of the mask and light blue color was what signaled difference from the rest. The voice was also sweet and female.
"Here that? He said not to be rash." Another voice in the group chuckled with her. It came from a deep red mask to the far right. The two were simply thrilled to get such a reaction.
The figure in the center hushed the two and turned to the glasses wearing host. The eyes looking out from under the mask appeared a deep, deep green from the shadows.
"Did you just say Haruhi?" The voice was now softer and slightly confused.
The center figure turned Haruhi so the brunette faced the invader. Still peering out from their mask a sign of realization flashed across emerald eyes. The figure gasped and pushed Haruhi to the black masked male.
"Shit. What's she doing here!" The center figure sounded more feminine than before. And obviously she knew Haruhi.
"You know her?" The tallest figure in the green mask questioned. Another male.
"Yeah. She's my fucking next door neighbor."
I apologize for the swearing but its all part of the character.
Of course, I realize this is rather short but it seemed like a good ending note. The next few chapters should be much longer and more detailed.
Reviews are very, very nice.
Thanks for reading.
