Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club.

Author's Note: Special thanks to Shadow Neko Yumi, not only for being my wonderful editor, but also for introducing this series to me!

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Together

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Prologue

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"Ah, how boring," said the twins in perfect unison. "Why are we even here?"

"Haru-chan said it would be a good idea!" said Honey, 'sparkling with cuteness,' as his fangirls would no doubt say.

The twins gave each other long suffering looks. "Oh, really?"

15 minutes earlier . . .

"Haaaaru-chan!" Honey cried appearing out of nowhere. "Let's go for a walk!"

Haruhi just looked at him for a moment. It's snowing outside, she thought dismally."Why?" was all she asked.

"Because Daddy needs to spend time with the family outside of the club!"

The present . . .

"That's why we're here," they said, sighing, the ends of the purple scarf connecting them flapping pathetically in the wind.

They all stopped as a group in front of a bench. They were still in sight of the road they had crossed to get here, but there was a bend up ahead.

" . . . "

Honey finally gave voice to what they all were thinking. "It's coooold."

"Yeah," said Morinozuka.

"Mnnn . . ." agreed Tamaki, shivering uncontrollably in his too-thin clothes.

Kyouya sighed.

"Uh . . ." groaned Haruhi.

The twins looked at each other and shrugged.

Everyone turned back towards the way they had come and began walking rather quickly. Suddenly, just as the front of the group began walking across the street, Haruhi bent down. Seeing her do so out of the corner of his eye, Kaoru quickly slipped his end of the scarf off his neck and took the few steps back required to be at her side.

"Oh, what a cute kitten!" she said as he reached her. He bent down to look at it, and had opened his mouth to comment when he was suddenly overwhelmed by a sense of foreboding. He jerked his head back towards the street to see Hikaru standing on it, staring at him. Kaoru saw the bicyclist as only a blur out of the corner of his eye, and half-threw himself towards his twin brother, but he was a couple too many steps away.

"HIKARU!"

Though the rest of the group was actually closer than Kaoru, he reached his brother first. He noticed the bicyclist's existence only in some far away part of his mind. First and foremost was the sight of Hikaru on the ground, face twisted in pain, his hand clutching his right side. He could hear people calling his name, and Hikaru's name, but he blocked them out. "Hikaru," he said. Hikaru opened his eyes, meeting Kaoru's identical ones. They didn't need to say anything, so they didn't. Kaoru picked up Hikaru, being careful of his side, which seemed to be the only part of him really injured.

"Kaoru," said Haruhi, trying to tell him something. He ignored her and walked on, towards the school.

No one followed him.

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