Chapter Two

Haruhi was walking with Hikaru and Kaoru around 7 o'clock saturday morning beside a duplex coffee shop and cafe. A deep alley littered with trash cans and beer bottles on the other side was a trashy appartment building. It was a cool morning right went all the shops were starting to open up and very few people were on the usual busy streets.

The rest of the former host club was meeting up at Tamaki's appartment to make him feel better about Kyouya's departure.

It all went down hill when Haruhi stepped on a black, blood splattered journal.

It was already open to a page; she immetialy regonized the hand writing and the names written in the small book.

She look towards the ally and pulled at Hikaru's arm...she could see a black dress shoe sticking out between a dumpster and trashcan.

Haruhi pulled Hikaru down the ally who had ahold of Kaoru's arm, Haruhi with extreme speed kicked the trashcan out of the way and the body of Kyouya Ootori's mangled body fell out of were it was currently wedged.

Hikaru blinked...Karou blinked...Haruhi blinked...

Then they wept call together almost in sync.

Karou called the police. Hikaru called a ambulance despite them knowing there friend had no hope, and Haruhi...

Called Tamaki.

The blonde, violet eyed man was buttoning a lavender button up...he was on the third button.

His cell phone started to ring the Carmelldansen.

Haruhi's tone.

He excitably anwser the phone they were probably on the outside of the apartment building waiting for him; he loved his friends he was only sad that Kyouya wasn't there to share the sure to be lovely day.

But to Tamaki it was no worries he should be back in two weeks...in all honesty his only worry that Kyouya would end up killing someone because he lost so much sleep from jet lag.

"Hellooooooo my darling Haruhi"

"Senpai it's a emergency, get to the coffee shop pronto it's Kyouya".

Tamaki was the out the door like that.

Tamaki was running as fast as he could...he didn't get to hear the rest of what Haruhi was going to say but he knew just from her tone that it really was a emergency.

He turned on his heel at the coffee shop to see a crowd of people surrounding the mouth of the alley police lights seem to come from every direction. There was whispering coming from everywhere.

He couldn't get threw the crowd he knew what direction to go because he saw Mori with Hunny on his shoulders at the front.

He took a deep breath and screamed out.

"HEY! EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP FOR TWO SECONDS"

Silence.

He could spot familiar faces of Hikaru, Kaoru, Mori, Hunny, and Haruhi at the front they all had red ,teary eyes.

Haruhi jumped on Mori's back in one motion and yelled out in a brave voice that did not waver.

"EVERYONE MAKE A PATH HE'S FAMILY!".

Everyone immetialy cleared out enough so he could get to the front his only barrier however was the yellow police tape.

He and the rest of the former host club looked over it...Tamaki's heart stopped at what he saw.

The former shadow king, the strong, tall, magnificent man he once knew was shredded. The beutiful onyx eyes he once loved were just red, bloody gashes. His fit, tight stomach was cut out and large loops of intestines were strunged out.

Tamaki couldn't take it...his heart immetialy filled with hate. Filled with hate to however did this to his lover, filled with hate for Kyouya leaving him alone, with hate for God for taking his love and not him instead.

-About a hour later-

The crowd had left. The police tape remained. The squad cars and ambulance dissapeared. The tape marking the outline of his marking was there. Kyouya had vanished. The Host Club stayed.

Karou held Hikaru's hand Hikaru held Haruhi's hand Haruhi held Tamaki's hand who was on his knees Tamaki had a death grip on Mori's pant leg and Mori kept Hunny on his shoulder.

They all were silent. A member of there family was dead. There was nothing they could say they could do that would bring him back.

That was the first time that happened to Tamaki.

and it really ticked him off.

Kyouya opened his eyes he was on the banks of a beach...not any beach White Beach in Okinawa.

A blonde teenager maybe 15 sat beside him she had sun burned cheeks, long unruly blonde curls, tan skin, and she wore a hot pink bathing suit along with a matching sarong. However the only thing she had in common with the other girl was the hazel eyes.

Kyouya blinked... "were did the other one go".

The girl smiled and talked in a strange voice using hand gestures along with her words.

She was obviously deaf.

"One in the same" she said in her weird but understandable voice "however darling my name today is Bri Bachman the 387,567,021 person you ever met. I like Juniper am a runaway except I had my little brother to look after...my mother died and I didn't want the foster home to take me away I met you in Hawaii when you were 14 I asked you, begged you actually for money...you lied, said you were sorry but you had no money with you. But in all reality you had more than 400 dollars in US currency in your pocket".

Kyouya saw that very moment in his life, just like the girl described except the girl he saw had dark brown eyes.

Kyouya sat up "why? you made it clear enough you're not really that girl why torment me?". "Kyouya, darling to get any farther you got to see what you have done".

Kyouya shook his head sadly "darling to you want to see whats going on in the real world?".

He didn't see what he had to lose so he allowed her to do what she wants.

She handed him a small pocket watch made out of silver and black acrylic signs on the lids.

He opened it the clock was frozen at 5:39 am...the time he died he looked at the other side aswell, a mirror, he looked into it as it all of a sudden came to life a scene of Tamaki sitting in front of the mouth of a alley with the former host club crying silent tears.

Kyouya touched the glass tracing his fingers along Tamaki's face. All of a sudden the scene changed...

A morgue table was rolled out a pale man layed on it wearing ripped up pants and a tank top. Kyouya at first didn't regonize the mangled body until the doctor picked up his hands... they were his hands he then notice that his eyes were missing instead there were large red, bloody gashes. The doctor ran his hand over his exposed intestines and took out a scapel preparing to start a exam Kyouya didn't see the rest because he threw the pocket watch into the water out of panic.

Bri tsked "WHAT" Kyouya yelled at her "feel your pocket darling" Kyouya reached into his pocket were he was greeted by the cold meddle of the pocket watch.

"You can never get rid of it dear! How funny is that" Bri laughed as Kyouya fell to his knees on the brink of tears.

His heart immetially filled up with hate. Hate for Bri/Juniper. Hate that he can't say good bye to Tamaki. Probably most of all hate for who took him away from his perfect life.

What do you guys think sorry if there is any grammar mistakes.

Night Night