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Chapter Two

Jijou waited patiently while Haruhi's eyes slid closed. That settles it, she thought, this is definitely a dream. But when she opened her eyes she was still in the mysterious dark tunnel and Jijou was still watching her. Finally, she sighed, accepting that she wouldn't be waking up any time soon.

"That's not possible," she told the old man. Dream or not, she could try to incorporate a little common sense. "My mother's been dead for ten years."

Jijou's chuckle had a bittersweet ring to it. "Yes, that story has been spread around quite well, hasn't it?"

"I… I don't understand what you mean." A part of her- the more logical part of her- was screaming inside her mind that this was all just a dream. That it didn't matter what he meant. None of this was real. But there was another part of her… a part that truly, almost desperately, hoped that this was real.

He just chuckled. "No, I guess you don't just yet. Don't worry; you will. I've heard you're very bright."

The honor student didn't even think to ask how he knew this or who had told him such things. "Say… Where are we going?" she asked instead.

Jijou allowed another laugh to pass through his airway. "Where do you want to be going?"

Well, if this was a dream, it was her dream. She was going to make the best of it. And more importantly, she was going to be in control.

"Take me to my mother."

Members of the Haninozuka family were trained to have superb instincts. Mitsukuni, more commonly known as Honey, was no exception to this. In fact, it was pretty safe to assume that his instincts were a little better than most.

So when he woke up abruptly that night, he didn't doubt for a second that something was wrong. As he dressed and headed outside, he briefly considered waking Takashi, but decided against it. His taller cousin worried too much about him already.

Silently, Honey slipped outside. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the fresh night air. With his eyes closed, he could feel the night around him positively buzzing with activity. It felt more intense than usual.

Honey took a deep breath, eyebrows furrowed in an uncharacteristic sign of worry, and headed out of the Haninozuka estate. He'd never doubted his instincts before, and he wasn't about to now. Not when so much could be at stake. Though really, he couldn't pinpoint the source of this uneasiness he was feeling. Yet.

His searching took him to a poorer part of town (extremely so compared to his standards of living). Before he knew it, he'd reached Haruhi's apartment building. Or, what had used to be Haruhi's apartment building.

The night sky was lit up by flashing red and blue lights. Police were already on the scene. Honey managed to slip by the caution tape unnoticed. He was horrified at what he saw.

It looked like the entire middle of the building had fallen in. Simply collapsed. Hidden behind a bush in the complete darkness, Mitsukuni Haninozuka listened for a few moments to the policemen's words, anxious for any information involving his friend. When they walked away, he found he was even less comforted than he had been by the utter silence. According to the policemen, there was only one injury: an older woman who lived in the apartment below Haruhi's. She'd been hit by falling debris, but was likely to make a full recovery. However, the man and his daughter from apartment 2B, namely, Haruhi and her father, had been reported missing.

Agitated, Honey's gaze was drawn to the ruined apartment building. Just because the police couldn't find them didn't mean they weren't still in there. What if they were hurt? And besides, there was a strange, buzzing energy that was still emanating from the building. From Honey's experience, such forces usually reached their peak right before the disaster happened and quickly dissipated afterwards. What if the real tragedy hadn't occurred yet and the Fujiokas were still inside?

Honey shook his head, his mind made up. He would have to go in after them.

It was almost laughably easy to sneak past the remaining police officers and into the building. He was forced to jump from the first to second floor as the stairway was destroyed. Haruhi's door nearly fell in when he tried to open it. He tried to step lightly as he didn't want anything else to collapse into the rubble, worried that even his small amount of weight would bring everything crashing down.

The sight that met him when he reached the dining room was a startling one. Really, all that was left of the room were the corners. The middle was what had fallen in, but there was something… off about it. He should have been able to see into the apartment downstairs, but that view had been consumed by an unnatural darkness.

Cautiously, Honey knelt down to get a closer look. He slowly reached a hand out… and was immediately sucked forward. His eyes widened, but there was no going back now.

The next morning, the students at Ouran Academy were practically in an uproar over what had happened (or rumors of what had happened) last night. The teachers were just as preoccupied over the shocking events and those who noticed had nothing to say about the four extra absences in their classes.

No one had even had to call a meeting. The remaining hosts had headed directly to the third music room as soon as they'd arrived on the school grounds that morning.

Kyoya grit his teeth. While none of the surrounding action stalled his hands from flying over the keyboard of his laptop, it was distracting, to say the least. Tamaki was spazzing around behind him, his words having long since become incomprehensive. Off on the other side of the room, Hikaru was pacing furiously, seeming to grow more frustrated by the second. For some reason Kaoru, standing stiff as a statue by one of the windows, was no less distracting than his brother and their host king.

"Kyoya, have you found anything yet?" Tamaki finally came to a stop, nearly hyperventilating with the hopes of good news.

"Not yet," he answered bitterly.

"Well, what's taking so long?" Hikaru snapped.

Kyoya sent a hard look towards the more volatile Hiitachin twin, and Kaoru moved in closer as if hoping to comfort him. But with the worried look on his own face, Kyoya doubted he would be much help.

"Be patient, Hikaru," he said, never having felt more like a hypocrite in his entire life. "I have the entire Ootori police force out looking for them, and they've all been instructed to make this case their top priority."

"I don't understand!" Hikaru burst out again. "How can two people just disappear overnight and no one has any idea what could have happened? And where's Mori-senpai? Shouldn't he be here helping us?"

Personally, Kyoya felt that no one was doing much work to be helped but himself, but he kept that thought silent. "We're actually missing three people if you count Ranka. And Mori didn't come to school today, but I can assure you he's on the Haninozuka estate and accounted for."

"I can't say I blame him," said Kaoru quietly, glancing at his brother. Had he been in Mori's shoes and it had been Hikaru who'd disappeared, he wasn't sure if he'd ever be able to forgive himself. School attendance would have been the least of his worries, too.

"We have to find them!" Hikaru exclaimed. "What if Haruhi's hurt?"

"And Honey," Kaoru added almost inaudibly, though he really wasn't worried about the martial arts master. And he almost hated the part of him that hadn't been able to help correcting his brother.

"I'm doing everything I can," Kyoya promised. "We will find them."

"Don't worry, Haruhi!" Tamaki cried heroically. "Daddy will save you!"

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I would just like to say two things. (For the record) One, I do not support HikaruxHaruhi. I'm just trying to keep them in character. And two, I don't know her actual apartment number; I made it up. ^^' So if anyone knows the real number… it would be pretty cool if you could let me know.

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