Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran…

Btw, the bold italics are flashbacks.


"Oh my God. I'm a cold blooded killer," I laughed, admiring my work. I did feel bad about offing Ranka but, it had to be done.

"Hey Ranka! I'm really sorry that I have to do this," I apologized.

"Sorry that you have to do what?" he inquired, clearly puzzled about my intentions.

"This," I replied, jamming a six inch long butcher knife in to his gut.

I wasn't the least bit remorseful about that little boyfriend stealing commoner. She got exactly what she deserved.

"We're going to play a game, you and I," I growled as I pushed Haruhi against the wall, pressing the knife to her throat.

That doesn't even sound like me I thought, wondering when I had gotten such an evil voice.

"It's called 'Why Are You Stealing Kaoru from Me?' I ask you why you would do that to me and, if I'm not satisfied with your answer, you die. If I am satisfied…you still die," I explained.

"I'm not trying to steal him! I swear!" she pleaded.

"Lying skank!" I exclaimed, slitting her throat. "Oops. The blade…slipped…"

I had just stood there and watched as she drowned in her own blood. Oh God…I killed someone! Must call Kyouya! I thought, pulling out my phone.

"Hello," Kyouya answered.

"Um…Kyouya…it's Hikaru…can you come over to Haruhi's place? I've got a problem…"


OMG what is Kyouya going to do? *evil grin* finally Haruhi has met her end. *shoots off little streamer gun thingy* YAY!