A.N. omg I'm so sorry for torturing you guys. ;w;; but I need to space chapters out. Forgive me!

Disclaimer: I do not own these settings and most all the characters, stop pickin on meeee

Chapter 6: Hosts in Chaos

Frozen didn't even begin the describe the room right now, desolate of Haruhi. This rapidly exploded into chaos.

The twins and Tamaki raged against each other, even the twins at odds.

Hikaru was strictly on Haruhi's side for all the wrong reasons. "Its cool! I wish I could do stuff like that!"

But Tamaki was furiously against it. "Demons use black magic! And you are evil for wanting to be one too!"

Kaoru tried to reason against them, in the middle ground, to no avail. "All she did was fix a cup and clean, not exactly evil here, King. But I admit its not natural."

Hani began tearing up, his shoulders hunched and shaking. The noise intensified to a whole new level and Tamaki and Hikaru started to turn to violence, Mori preparing to step in.

"SHUT UP!" Hani screamed. The room fell quiet, a look at absolute loathing on his face. Even Mori watched Hani warily, tense.

"You stupid IDIOTS!" He accused. "Haru-chan was crying! You may not know what to do with all that had happened..! But that doesn't matter! Stop fighting! She was heartbroken," he emphasized, snarling. "We shouldn't be arguing!" he said, spreading his hands wide. "We should be finding her!"

The stunned silence was broken as Kyoya opened the bag of gold, and bit into a coin. The noise that broke this was a clang as the coin hit the marble table and rolled away, showing a bite mark.

"Pure.." Kyoya trailed off, in shock.

It was then the always silent Mori spoke. He rarely said anything, but anything he did say was of vast importance and absolutely serious.

"We need to ask why," he advised firmly. "Why risk everything to show us?" The heavily weighted question hung in the air.

The next sound was the thunk of the laptop hitting that same marble, and the rapid fire typing. "I'll find out where she lives," he reassured quickly. The twins and Hani quickly arrived behind him to watch the screen.

Tamaki sat in the corner sofa, muttering angrily, while Mori kept an eye on his unstable actions.

"She lives in a pretty modest house," Hikaru commented.

"Especially if she had all that gold," Kaoru added.

"It suits her," Hani said softly, taking in the disordered but tended beauty of the wrap around garden. The twins couldn't disagree with that. Kyoya carefully programmed the address into his phone and slammed the laptop shut.

Mori shot Tamaki a cool gaze, as Tamaki pretended to ignore everything and everyone, before following the twins out, followed by Hani, trailing behind with Usa-chan held tight in his arms, near tears.

Kyoya picked up his laptop and slid it into his bad, muttering a silent apology to the poor treatment to it by habit. He looked up at Tamaki.

"Are you coming?" he asked, feeling it was redundant. Tamaki obviously wasn't, and he has no time to fight the idiot.

"Fine," Kyoya bit out. "Lock up behind you."

Tamaki lay on the sofa, angry at the seeming desertion of his family for that demon. He tucked his hand behind his head, under the cushiony pillow on the sofa. But his brow furrowed in confusion at the crinkling rustle behind it.

He sat up, grabbing whatever was behind it in one motion, pulling it out and looking. The back side was blank, but as he turned it over, the familiar ink smeared photograph haunted him, as his mind flashed back to just hours earlier.

"Demons don't cry.." he whispered. He spent hours staring at that photo, a circle of memories of Haruhi and his mother. His grandmothers conservative hate was continuing to taint him, he realized.

His mind finally stopped on the memory of Haruhi in the seconds before she disappeared, complete and utter grief in her eyes, forming into an empty, dead, accepting, gaze.

"I deserve this," was one of the last things he heard his mother say, as the attendants of his grandmother dragged him away. "I'm sorry," she had whispered with those same eyes.

And as Tamaki was near out of his mother's sight, he knew he hadn't imagined the broken voice say: "Don't leave me.."

His mother's face reformed in his mind, into Haruhi's, and his memory didn't lie that he saw that same brokenness in her eyes. He had lied to himself..

"I need to find her..!" he exclaimed in a upset hush. He ran out of the door, intent on finding her.

And from the door between the music rooms, having barely cracked during the arguing, a darkly shroud young man peered out, watching Tamaki race from the room. A weird pulling in his chest had drawn him here, and he was baffled at what had occured.

"How interesting.." he whispered to the cat puppet on his hand. Standing above the fallen, damaged photo, his eyes gleamed. "How very interesting.."

A.N This was a pain to write, both on my hand and my mind. It faces a true prejudice Tamaki and reasons for the source of this prejudice. It also makes him face the truth of the matter, too. It also introduces the next main character besides the hosts themselves, if only slightly.

Tamaki whines and is very annoying sometimes- but the anime portrays him as otherwise flawless, as flawless as a rich person can be. But you can't live with constant hate and not be conditioned into it.

He's going to have to struggle over his prejudice, and resolve the feelings of fear and empathy contradicting each other for more than a few chapters. (or so I feel)

And that's sad, because Haruhi was attempting to show them the least harmless magics she knew. Magics from her original world.

Although she's grown over thousands of years, this was her first "normal" world in a long time. She's also got part of a child's soul, and she is still very hurtable. She had decided to trust Tamaki. So although the memories of the Dursley's are faded, they aren't gone, and like anything else, can trigger.