Hi guys in celebration of completing my summer art course work (it took forever!) here is another chapter for you guys

Chapter 4- Red Paint Hysteria and Pool Party fiasco

That day was the first step, the beginning even, to a series of events that would help Mori gain Haruhi's trust and support. Of course these weren't exactly the nicest nor were they really events; they were more like instances, rather than events. And it was these instances that would prove Mori to be the biggest and best in-between man in the world.

The first instance happened within a few weeks, actually, after Honey had returned to the Moriozuka residence. The host had finished most of the repairs and design work of about ten rooms, by this point they had finished three classrooms, two cafeterias and five bathroom areas. How they managed to do this we're not too sure but let's just say this, do we really think Hikaru and Kaoru would stand doing so much work? Considering they haven't actually done any work. They've been keeping to their schedule of pranking to a T. I don't think we've ever seen Tamaki so miserable (I'll let you decide what they actually did this time)

But anyway back to business, the host club had finally reached the ONLY art room in the building, which surprisingly enough didn't need that much work (yea much of a surprise) it infact only needed a coat of paint. SO the host club decided to get to work. Because not that many people care for art in Ouran, there was only one art room to complete; it has four walls, a checked tiled floor and lots of furniture covered to protect them from paint. The host club separated into teams so they could tackle all the walls at once.

Tamaki took one wall, as did Kyouya, Hikaru and Kaoru on the other hand teamed up to tackle their wall and finally Mori and Haruhi got stuck with the last one. To make things more interesting the host club decided to make painting the room a contest. Whoever could paint their wall the best would win a vacation from the host club for week of their choice when school re-opens. Who are the judges to may ask? Well the judges will be the very students who take art, and they will judge the room the first day they enter that room on the first day of school.

Hikaru and Kaoru's wall design was basically the 'don't mess with creativity' look; their plan was to cover the wall in any paint pigment they find. No straight lines or shapes, just splashes. Tamaki on the other hand decided to immortalise himself in paint, he images himself standing in one of his heroic poses with a paint brush and palette in his hand. Unfortunately his creativity skills ends with piano, he knows nothing about paint.

Kyouya being one of the only sensible human beings in the room decided to paint a mural in a cubist and surreal style. His idea is to inspire more people to take art and not consider it a low and less important subject. Finally Mori and Haruhi got the last wall, however they couldn't be bothered to find some deeper meaning into painting a wall so they decided to just paint it with the exact same colour the wall was originally, beige.

After twelve hours painting the host club was finished, everyone's wall looked perfect. Well, all except Tamaki, his vision of immortalising himself didn't quite go to plan, his paint brush looked like a trident, his palette looked like a spotted shield and he himself, he looked like a stick man wearing a bizarre looking crown.

Hikaru and Kaoru admired their handy-work; well everyone thought they were except Hikaru.

"Hey Kaoru," said Hikaru

"Yeah?" replied Kaoru who didn't turn to face his brother

Then Hikaru touched Kaoru's nose, "You've missed a spot."

Kaoru touched his nose to see that Hikaru had put red paint on his nose. He smirked, "Oh it's on."

Hikaru smirked as his brother picked up a red paint bucket and paint brush. He mirrored his brother's actions, "With pleasure my dear brother."

The two brothers started a red paint war, similar to the legendary Ouran high school food fight of 99 re-enactment. The twins eventually stopped their little battle; the room was covered in red paint as well as the twins, as the twins laughed at their stupidity so did the host club members. All except Haruhi.

As the host club smiled she frowned, slowly sinking down to the floor and rock back and forth, the blood like pigment reminded Haruhi of a not too far past she'd be much happier to forget.

Flashback

"Now Haruhi you really shouldn't have done that," SMACK! KICK! SHOVE! Images of Haruhi lying blood stained and broken continued to run through her mind. "Next time, learn to be a bit more resilient," Honey pulled a knife from his pocket and started stroking Haruhi's cheek with it, "Otherwise I might just lose myself ravishing you."

He began to pull the buttons away from Haruhi's shirt with the knife, and then the torture continued

End of flashback

"Something tells me you've lost yourself a long time ago," whispered Haruhi to herself as continued to rock

Although Haruhi couldn't tell, the entire host club was kneeling around her trying hard as they may to bring Haruhi back to reality.

"It's the paint you idiots, the paint triggered her memories of him!" Kyouya yelled at twins who were holding her hands. The twins stopped and stared, "Go get washed off, NOW!"

The twins quickly let go of Haruhi's hands and ran for the bathrooms, Tamaki, Kyouya and Mori still continued to try and calm Haruhi down, however only one of the three was successful. Mori.

The next day was a far better success compared to the previous, to avoid another red paint fiasco, the twins decided to abandon another day of 'decorating' and spend the day with a bit of fun, a bit of beach party fun, that is, in a sense.

"Where's Tamaki Hikaru?" asked Haruhi

"Oh…I don't know Haruhi. Do you Kaoru?" replied/asked Hikaru

"No Hikaru, we told him that we'd be here cleaning the pool, right Hikaru?" said Kaoru

"Oh yeah, he probably just didn't want to come," Hikaru shrugged

"Ahh," interjected Mori

Haruhi stared at the three with quite a bit of disbelief, and then she shrugged it off, giving up. She looked up at the beautiful blue sky for the host club were at one of the many outdoor swimming pools, owned by the school. Tamaki on the other hand was hard at work removing the disastrous paint from the walls of the art room for his precious Haruhi, who of which he assumed was late, just like the rest of the host club members

"Okay everyone mobiles off, we don't want any distractions from 'our' hard work," Hikaru smirked as he held out a giant bag out for the club's phones, "We put our phones in here so we don't get them wet or damaged during the pool cleaning business."

Everyone, including Kyouya, added their phones into the bag and the cleaning began. Over the next two hours the four were removing leaves and any unwanted dirt from the pool, after they were eventually done the twins ripped off their shirts and jumped into the pool, splashing everyone with the now clean water. Work was over and now it was time for fun.

Everyone joined in; Haruhi was sitting on the edge of the pool with Mori, Kyouya was sitting under an umbrella working on his laptop and the twins were messing about in the pool.

"I miss this you know," whispered Haruhi

Mori turned and stared at her

"I can't honestly remember the last time I was so relaxed, not having to look over my shoulder all the time you know?"

It wasn't really a question that needed an answer but it still didn't stop him from replying, "You know he wasn't always like this though."

Haruhi nodded, "I know, but right now I… I still can't imagine him as anything other than the manipulative little psychopath who was dragged away, away to prison. I remember I used to think differently but now… I just wish I knew what happened to him."

Mori saddened, "I know what you mean." It was an honest answer but it didn't stop anyone from being upset.

Meanwhile

"Oh my Haruhi, my beautiful daughter, where are you?" Tamaki whined into his phone for the fifteenth time that hour, in his attempt to call Haruhi but only ending up with her voicemail.

The art room which was once covered in the red pigment was now gone, there was no trace of the colour anywhere in the room. Instead there was a clean room with no remnant of dust, dirt or mess at all.

"They must be somewhere in school," Tamaki concluded and decided to walk out of the room.

As Tamaki attempted to leave the art room he was attacked by another one of the twins' awaited pranks. Immediately a bucket of horrid green sludge fell on Tamaki's head, the bucket having a very strong connection to Tamaki's head caused to fall over. When he tried to get up again he just slipped and returned to the very green floor. When he eventually got up, without falling back onto the floor Tamaki looked around at the mess he had made; all over the room was there green sludge or pigment. At first he was very shocked but then he noticed a sticky note stuck to hair and all it bore was…

'You've missed a spot'

Straight away he was angry but it wasn't for very long, as he looked around the room and saw his precious work go to waste he became sad. He was disappointed in himself, not only for messing up the room but for falling for the twins' stupid and childish prank. Tamaki retreated to his emo corner.

Meanwhile

The twins watched enviously at Mori who was cosy next to Haruhi, raged with jealously the twins looked at each other and smirked. Immediately they got out of the pool, not that anyone noticed, to get a drink. When they returned, they pulled yet another prank and tackled Mori, pushing him into the pool.

As Mori emerged from the water looking as miserable as ever everyone stared at him, the twins burst out laughing, Kyouya smirked into his laptop and Haruhi giggled.

Seeing this, Mori smirked himself and swam straight to Haruhi. Jumping up he pulled Haruhi into the swimming pool causing a massive 'splash!' When the two arose from the water, Haruhi turned to Mori with the devils eyes, and then she splashed Mori who indeed complied.

"Hey!" Hikaru interrupted

"Don't leave us out," continued Kaoru

The twins then jumped in, joining the water fight whilst Kyouya smirked and watched.

Then Kyouya heard it, an annoying buzzing sound, he went over to the bag of phones and pulled out the vibrating phone.

The twins stopped and turned to Kyouya, "Hey no fair Kyouya! We said phones off!"

"It's not mine," Kyouya stated holding up the phone

Mori then turned to see it was actually his phone that was causing the disruption. He got out of the pool, much to everyone's dismay, and walked over to Kyouya who gave him his phone and went back to work. Mori then looked at the text just to be horrified.

"Are you alright Mori-Senpai?" asked Haruhi who was still splashing about with Hikaru and Kaoru.

Mori turned and smiled, "Yeah everything's fine."

He threw his phone down onto a nearby table and returned to his friends. Nobody else knew who the text was from or what it bore but Mori did. You don't need a scientist to realise who was texting Mori.

'Don't forget what's mine!"

Was all that it bore.