Tamaki rushed down the corridor as if he was a sports car on the free way. He was so desperate to find Haruhi. He couldn't bear the thought of her huddled up in a corner with tears in her eyes.
Suddenly there was loud crackling sound, and a flash of bright light coming from outside the large window. Tamaki screeched to a halt, amethyst eyes widening at the horror that he felt growing inside.
'Oh no, the storm's already arrived.'
Nothing but fear could be seen on the blond teen's pale face. He wasn't sure how he felt at that very moment in time. His emotions were a mixture of sad, angry and heartbroken.
He was sad because he hadn't found Haruhi yet. He was angry because the twins were the ones that dragged her away from him. And he was heartbroken because he couldn't do anything about the storm.
'Poor Haruhi, she must be petrified right now. If only I knew where you were, I would be able to protect you.'
He couldn't take it anymore. His feelings were overflowing. He had to find her.
"Where are you Haruhi!?" Tamaki hollered hoping that she was nearby.
Then he heard a small whimper. He turned on his heel to face in the direction the sound came from. On his right was a closet that was being blocked by a chair.
"Haruhi, are you in there?" he called again to see if he would get a response.
"Sempai, is that you?" a frightened little voice sounded from the large doors.
"Don't worry Haruhi; I'll get you out of there!" And with one swift movement, Tamaki removed the chair and swung the doors wide open. There, he saw the heartbreaking scene. Haruhi was huddled in a corner by herself, tears streaming down her pale face. She was so white she looked like she had seen a ghost.
"Thank goodness you're OK." Tamaki offered his hand to the small frame that was Haruhi.
There was another crack of thunder, causing Haruhi to jumped bolt right out of the closet and cling to her sempai.
"It's OK. You're not alone anymore." He whispered reassuringly, wrapping his arms around her protectively. Then a thought struck him."Where are the twins?" he asked, just noticing that they surprisingly weren't in the closet with her.
"I-I don't know. They just left after shoving me in there." Haruhi stuttered, still clinging to Tamaki.
"Those bastards are going to pay for what they did to you." He now had a menacing look plastered onto his face.
"Hey sempai, let's just forget about it, OK?" Haruhi's voice was barely audible, but Tamaki just about heard her.
"But what they just did was unforgivable. I won't allow them to treat you like that."Tamaki held her closer, as if she was a precious jewel that was irreplaceable.
"Don't worry sempai; we'll get them back somehow." Haruhi sounded a lot better than before and she managed to regain some of her cool. "Hey sempai, can we go back to the club room? I forgot my bag and my camera for photography class."
"Sure." Tamaki the released Haruhi from his grip and they made their way back to the club room, hand in hand.
But what they didn't know was that someone was watching them from around the corner.
"See Takashi, I told you that my plan would work." whispered Honey.
"Hn" Mori said with a small smile gracing his tanned lips.
"Let's go home. I want to eat my strawberry cake that you bought me." And with that, he hopped onto Mori's back and they made their way down the corridor to head home.
As they neared their destination, Tamaki and Haruhi heard something. It couldn't have been the storm because that ended a few minutes ago. What was it making those odd noises? They moved closer to the club room, only to find out that it was coming from the other side of the doors.
There was a lot of moaning and heavy breathing. It sounded like two people were having a make out session. This crossed both Tamaki's and Haruhi's mind which caused them both to blush.
"What do you suppose it is?" Tamaki asked, curious to find out but a little frightened at the same time.
"I'm not sure. Let's find out. But keep your voice down." whispered Haruhi, her hand out at the ready to open the door.
She lightly placed her small hand on the door handle, turned it slightly, and carefully inched the door open.
There they both saw a sight that was a little disturbing. Hikaru was hovering over Kaoru who was pinned against the tiled floor. And they were... well they were...
MAKING OUT???
Both Tamaki and Haruhi were shocked at what they were seeing. Haruhi snapped out of her trance and looked to her left. There, on a table, she saw her bag with her camera on top. She slowly tip-toed towards the two objects and picked them both up. She slung her bag on her shoulders and switched her camera on, angling it to get a good shot of the two Hitachiin lovebirds. And with a flash of the camera, she snapped a picture of them, then grabbed Tamaki's hand and zoomed out of the door, slamming it shut behind them.
"Told you we'd get them back."Haruhi smirked.
"Hey, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Tamaki chuckled, an evil glint in his eyes.
"Post it all over our website?" Haruhi replied with the same evil glint her eyes.
"You bet."
And with that, they rushed off down the corridor to find the nearest computer room.
On the other side of the door, the twins were both sitting up with puzzled looks on their faces.
"What was that?" Kaoru asked curiously, looking at the door.
"I... don't know." Was all Hikaru could say, also looking at the door in confusion.
It was the next day and the twins came into the club room only to find everyone, including the guests, huddled around a computer.
"Hey guys, what are you all getting so worked up about?" the asked simultaneously. They leaned over to look at the computer screen only to see something that made them look mortified.
"It looks like your secret has just been revealed." said Kyoya with a smirk. 'This will defiantly bring in the cash.'
And for the rest of the day, they were mobbed by crazy fan girls.
Hope you guys enjoyed my fic ^-^ Sorry if it seemed amatuer and/or lame. Reviews, Comments, Ideas, and Critiques are welcome. But no flames 'cuz that's just mean.
