The twins and Haruhi ran clear to the front of the school, out of breath and barely alive. They talked between gasps.

"Why... did we run... you idiots?" Haruhi asked.

"Because... it's our fault... Tamaki-senpai was shaking Kyoya-senpai... so we're just as dead as he is!"

They leaned against a wall to catch their breath. Haruhi didn't really see what was the big deal about Kyoya-senpai turning on them. It wasn't their fault Tamaki shook the shadow king and knocked his glasses off.

Haruhi checked the time. It was almost time for school to let out. Then she would have to subject herself to a full weekend with the twins. The only thing she was worried about was everything. This was Hikaru and Kaoru. Anything would go with them. As far as she knew, the twins may have packed her a miniskirt and a tank top, despite it being the dead of winter.

"So, Haruhi," they chorused. "We sent your dad off to Poseidon Undersea Resorts. Think he'll like it there?"

Well, that shocked the girl out of her brooding.

"What?! That place is like, $15,000 a week! Why would you send him there?"

"We just wanted to do something thoughtful," Hikaru shrugged. "It's really nice over there. He'll enjoy himself, I promise."

We just wanted to do something thoughtful. Yeah, right. The chance of this being true was like saying Haruhi joined the Host Club by choice, or the club members weren't actually rich. Hikaru might as well have waved around flags with a giant flashing sign over his head that said, "Oh, Haruhi! We sent your dad away so you'd have nowhere else to go but our mansion!" And even that would have been less obvious.

This was stupid. Although, she had to admit, she was slightly curious as to what the twins' home looked like. Although home would likely be an understatement.

A sleek black car pulled up. Haruhi could tell three things:

1. It was European,

2. It cost more than twenty years of her father's salary put together, and

3. It was way too much for a simple drive to Ouran and back to the Hitachiin Manor.

The tiny brunette frowned as the twins pulled her to the car.

"Come on, Haruhi! It'll be really fun!"

They ushered the girl inside, sandwiching her between the two of them. Kaoru said something to the driver, and they were off, Haruhi groaning and Hikaru and Kaoru singing a song of "sleepovers."


Music Room Number Three

Tamaki giggled nervously.

"It's a good thing you have a spare pair of glasses, right Kyoya?"

Kyoya was now giving him the 'I'm trying to remain calm but you may now consider yourself dead' look.

"That was my spare pair," he explained through gritted teeth, not even realizing it was Honey he was talking to instead. "And that was a custom order. Another won't be ready for a number of days."

The king of the Host Club looked about ready to bolt. Fortunately, Kyoya was facing Honey instead of him, so he didn't have to worry about seeing Kyoya's 'I'm going to kill you right now' expression. Unfortunately, the expression was causing the shorter boy to whimper and sob to no end.

"Takashi!" He ran to the taller host. "Kyo-chan's being scary!"

Mori was looking out the window at the sleek black Maserati pulling up. Two twins ushered a small brunette inside, and the girl made no protest. He wondered exactly what they said to make her comply.

"Tamaki."

Grateful for an excuse to get away from Kyoya, said boy ran to the window and squealed out of terror.

"Mother! Those vile doppelgangers are taking away my darling daughter right at this very moment! We must save her!"

Before "mother' could protest, "father" was dragging him and the "neighbours" out the door of the Music Room.

And the fact Kyoya was blind was completely forgotten.


Yay! I managed to update! ^_^ Anyway, I still don't have the pairing decided. But at the moment, I'm a HaruMori shipper, so pretty please chime in with your opinions? (Cue Tamaki puppy-dog eyes)

Anyway, sorry for the short chapter — I sort of figured I needed to update soon. But hey! Look at that... we're still alive. Hehe. Sucks for the people who wasted their money on the safehouses.