I awoke the next, aqueous morning to rain…lots of it. The sky was teeming with the droplets that splashed against my window. My cheeks were still moist from the shed tears. My eyes were glass balls, glistening in the candle light. Why candlelight, because it fit my mood. Gloomy, desolate, and bleak were my feelings, mixed with regret, sorrow and bitterness. Another one of my closest friends was defunct, deceased, among the dead, not of this world anymore.
I feel like that one prince from that one show I watched… oh, what was his name…? GOT IT! I feel like Mytho in the very beginning of Princess Tutu, only having the emotions of bitterness, loneliness and sorrow, then mix in a little fear and regret and there you go!
The next thing on my mind was the question, "Who's next?"
There are only three people in the club left to target, Kaoru, Takashi and myself. But I knew in the back of my mind he was going to probably include anyone associated with the club. If that were that situation, then one more target was added to the list, Nekozawa. Either way, I needed to be prepared for the worst…and no, I didn't mean a Naruto movie night*.
Even though it was Saturday, clubs were still holding meetings. There had been so much delay that things had to be done on weekends. Weekends were normally spent in celebration of the lack of school; but who all would be celebrating?
Only Kyo-chan will be celebrating… After Renge died in the hospital from a fatal hit to the head, and Tamaki's throat was slit, and Haruhi was forced into trafficking, Tama-chan's father said that once the attacks were over, a funeral would be held in remembrance of the deceased students.
A lifeless expression covered my face as I readied myself for club. Grabbing my adorable stuffed bunny, I left the estate with my dear cousin. Takashi and Kao-chan were my anchor, keeping me emotionally stable. I contemplated of what I would do as I walked, wondering what I would do if that sorry son of a bishi killed the last of my beloved friends. To my surprise when I glanced up, we were met by Kao-chan, on his way to club as well. It was very difficult to tell the difference between tears and raindrops on my ginger kohai's cheeks, but I could tell you that they were both there. Haruhi truly was Kaoru's best friend, aside from Hikaru that was. He put on a small smile as a greeting, as did I. The trio of us meandered in silence, the only sound being the pattering rain against the concrete. Takashi held up the umbrella, the three of us now shielded from the teeming rain. When we reached the school, there was absolutely no one waiting for us. Every once in a while a student commented that we were the last of the "Infamous Host Club". Kao-chan turned to my cousin and I, giving a small wave as he took off.
"Kaoru-sempai? Are you crying!" a first year called.
This was followed by a, "Kaoru-kun! Are you okay?" from one of the female students.
Takashi and I exchanged glances. I placed a forced smile on my lips.
"I'm sure he'll be better later!" I spoke, being my adorable self which was ALWAYS positive in thinking. Even though Takashi had nodded in response, we both knew it was a lie. Not continuing with any sort of communication, we walked into the double doors of the school building. Another day was starting. It was time to live it through.
Knowing in the back of my mind that I needed to focus, I dazed off into a train of thought. I stared out the window, watching the pouring droplets fall. What would become of us..? Were the rest of us destined the same torturous fate as this..? Are we to meet up in the afterlife..? Are they in a better place...? Are these my dear friends' tears that are falling out of the very clouds above us..? My train was broken from the faint sound of clanking metal. Blinking, I gazed down. My eyes widened to the sight of Kyoya. Skipping class, he shoveled dirt out from the ground. Was that…a pitfall that he was making?
SON OF A BISCUIT EATING MONKEY WEARING PAJAMAS! HE'S AT IT AGAIN!
The moment club was let out, I dashed down the arid halls of Ouran Academy. As a gained speed, I began to lose control of the breaks. I tripped over a piece of folded paper that was lying on the floor. Regaining stability, I unfolded the said note. It was another one of Kyo-chan's.
My next target will not be one of the Host Club. With only three members left, I must move to a target that is commonly associated with the club. If I do this, the chances of Huni-sempai identifying my next move will be slim. The goal here is to be implausibly misleading, that is… unless he's already figured this out. Though… cutting class for this is such a bummer… ALL THE MORE REWARDING IN THE END!
Why can I already hear Kyoya's sadistic, maniacal laughter..?
Nekozawa-sempai… Such a devious bastard, eh? It's said he hates the light. Well that makes my job all the more easy! I sure hope he will love it…six feet under!
The black ink was still fresh; he had to have jotted it down nearly moments ago. I gasped and hastily gaited to the window. He was done. Kyo-chan finished before club was out, meaning Nekozawa could fall into his trap at any moment. I dashed to the nearest elevator, not taking the chance that Kyo-chan had with Renge-chan. By the time I reached the pitfall, Nekozawa was already caught. He was fending off Kyoya, who was trying to burry the poor teen alive. After about a half a millisecond of my analyzing, I joined in. It was two against one.
FINALLY TIME TO KICK SOME ASS!
Parry… Thrust… Punch… The fight seemed to last forever. Who would win, my fists versus his shovel? Something seemed abnormal about his fighting style. I'd fought Kyoya previous to any of this, so it was drilled into my brain how he fought with a weapon. The moment Nekozawa freed himself from the dirt pit; Kyo-chan chucked his shovel at me. Catching it with one hand, I followed after my kohai. As I caught up to him, I tossed the filthy shovel right back at him. He managed to turn, catch the shovel and continue after my classmate without tripping over himself. Much to my surprise though, Kyo-chan kept the tool. This made me wonder why on earth he would not ditch the tool. It was only going to slow him down. It was like Nekozawa. He'd taken off his cloak because it was holding him back and getting into his way.
The chase continued, each of us on someone's tail. I remained closely on Kyoya's rear as Kyoya was on Nekozawa's. The one leading the chase had one goal, which was to reach the door or a vehicle of some sort. If he managed to get in side, he could slow our opponent down if only by a second. Luckily for him, Kyo-chan slipped on the damp ground and fell to his stomach. Nekozawa managed to escape into the building as I held the devious second year down. Both of us were panting mildly, dripping with sweat and raindrops. This whole time, the rain poured out of the heavens, keeping us cool. There was a moment of silence, which almost felt like time had stopped, before Kyo-chan began to struggle from my grip. Able to remove one wrist from my grasp, he dug into his pocket and pulled out a loaded m9. He aimed the gun at my head and I let him go, almost instantly. He placed the gun down and stood up, obtaining total stability. Kyoya raised the firearm once again, aiming at my head. But I was too quick for him. My foot had already kicked the gun out of his hand and into the mud before he could even respond and shoot. The mud covered student dove for the gun, but I kicked him into the opposite direction without holding back my strength. It was like he was a bird, flying backwards in a storm. The only object to cushion his fall was the pit fall he'd created a while ago. I grabbed the gun and put it into my pocket with haste, removing the possibility of him regaining the firearm. I casually gaited to the hole, gazing down the guilty kohai.
"Nice try, idiot." I spoke to him with a dark, warning tone. I would show him no mercy if he were to try again. However, to my dismay, he chuckled.
"You think that's all? HUH? You think I'm done?" He said before breaking into a series of maniacal cackling. I threw the shovel at him.
"I never said that." I responded with the same tone as before, turning to leave the premises of round one. I was no where finished with him, but if I were to continue to fight him, I wouldn't have been able to fight another day. So I chose to let it be, and leave until tomorrow.
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The morning wasn't nearly as rainy as the last; however rain was still falling from the gloomy clouds from above. I'd decided the night before that I'd go back to the school to see if Kyo-chan was after Nekozawa again or not. I ate a much better tasting breakfast than I had the previous week. Placing the last piece of buttered toast in between my teeth, I took off. I left Usa-chan behind to eliminate the chance of getting my bunny muddy. When I reached the academy, I heard faint screaming. My eyes shot open widely, reacting to the screaming. Following the screams as they grew louder, I dashed at full speed with hopes of reaching the crime scene without another dead body on sight. However, it truly sounded as if the screams were dying down as I became closer, becoming weaker and weaker. I reached the sight of the screaming, but no one appeared to be there. I glanced up and around. No one was in the trees. My eyes, widening, went straight down. The screaming was coming from below me. With haste, I grabbed the shovel that was lodged into the ground and began to dig. I finally reached the person, after digging about two yards under. When Nekozawa was finally uncovered, I gasped. Kyoya literally meant six feet under when he wrote the note. Shaking my head, I pulled the now deceased body out of the ground. For the forth time this week, I'd been a step too late. Tears fell from my eyes once again. Another one of my classmates was dead, and it was beginning to drive me mad. I began to realize how much people could change in a mere weak. Kao-chan had been driven to depression and I felt like I was being driven to hysteria. But after these two thoughts crossed my mind, I immediately forced them out.
The sooner this is over, the better…
I placed the corpse on my back and called Nekozawa's parents. Needless to say, it was a phone call that I had hoped I didn't have to make, but at that point there was no other choice. With his mother sobbing on the other end, his father picked up and asked me to deliver the body to their estate. Solemnly, I agreed. Again, there was no other choice and it was the least I could do. I had walked approximately half way by the time the rain let up. The ground was damp and muddy, covered with spontaneous puddles of water everywhere. The scent of wet concrete filled the air. At least it didn't smell of dead bodies… I would have been regurgitating everywhere if that were the case. Moving on, I arrived at the estate. After talking with the parents, I paid my final respects and left the body with its family.
I hope I can end this, and with haste!
**My apologies to all Naruto fans.
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