A/N: I finally decide to finish this. Wooooo. Kind of a dark chapter I'm guessing, not much humor too. I got killed just recently. xF My energy's gone...dead...forever gone. But this is going to be the end of most of my rapid updates.

I'm going back to school tomorrow, and blah...that may hinder me and writing the new chapters. Anyways, KaoHaru moment is short-lived and not really fluff. I guess. -ducks and hides behind a sofa-

Don't killl meee!!! -hides from raging Kumori Koi Chan- I couldn't think of anything else...!!!

And if you're wondering why I'm so mean to Kaoru. I just got this obsession with him recently, but it died down after I was done with this. :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran Highschool.

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The rain was too thick…there was a thunderstorm. And of course…the rest of the Club members decided not to go because of the rain and the thunder storm. Wordlessly, they had departed in their own ways.

A blonde was sitting outside of the halls. Even though school was over, he stayed there, glaring at the puddles of water that was forming on the ground. Kyouya…what was happening to his best friend?

Tamaki didn't know why but he suddenly feels angry at Kyouya and his sudden outburst. He sighed into his knees and pulled them closer.

"Selfish…you're selfish. It seems like I'm not the only one who noticed."

He growled, and clenched his fists. Maybe he WAS selfish. He had, of course, shoved everything onto the black-haired teenager without hesitation. Tamaki was just…selfish. Kyouya was right, but at the same time he was bashing him for liking Haruhi.

That didn't mean Kyouya could just kick him down when he had his hopes up! Kyouya was so blunt and besides-! He never done anything to him before! Tamaki may be selfish but he had lowered himself to help everyone while Kyouya remained the pompous ass that he was.

But Tamaki couldn't help but feel…

Guilty.

Guilty that he had turned his friend that way. And of course, his friend was no longer his friend. He had never gotten into a fight with Kyouya before…and now…what's with this mess? Was he…himself…wrong about Kyouya?

"Can you just stop forcing your feelings onto her? Because when you do, you're making me sick. Because obviously you're not the only one in the club that likes her!"

Tamaki sharply took in a breath and felt the last sentence slapping him in the face. Was Kyouya jealous? Or did Kyouya really hate him? Hate…Tamaki felt himself wincing at it. His mind then trailed onto what Kyouya had said about Haruhi.

He flinched at the words that he had said to him. It felt like poison and started to affect his systems. Tamaki's glare became more deathly as he tried to burn a hole through the ground. Of course, Kyouya had never cared for him. Never did. He was the same mysterious boy whom Tamaki knew from the start.

Grabbing a rock nearby, he threw it at the puddle, earning a splash. Tamaki scoffed and then said bitterly.

"Who needs him?"

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A lone teenager stood at the gate of the school, letting himself get poured on by the rain. After all, he needed something to calm himself down. Kyouya opened his eyes and stared up at the sky.

Today…was not the best of days. He slowly took off his glasses and tucked it into his wet blazer pocket. Water laced every strand of raven hair and he was being soaked to the bone. Especially with the downpour.

Kyouya begun to think about it. He had started to put the videos in which he had watched in his head. Rain really seemed to calm down Kyouya's nerves. Taking a huge breath in, he had started his long deduction of the scenario.

He knew that the twins were the ones behind everything. That was one thing. What DID he find peculiar about the videos anyways? The Ohtori's mind went back to each and every moment. There seemed to be a moment with the four people who acted as the victims.

Peculiar, Kyouya mused, everyone was acting normal until something…something…

A crack of thunder made his mind click.

"Made…perfect sense…" Kyouya muttered. Woah, was he in a lot of shock. His mind rewound more back…to day one.

Haruhi had gathered her things up and started to walk out the door. The twins left her! How could they? She didn't mind however, they had left her alone. On her walk to the Host Club, a rushing Kyouya brushed past.

"Ara, Kyouya-sempai?" she asked, as he skidded to a stop to glance at her hurriedly. "Where are you going?"

"To get to the club to get ready," Kyouya said absently while glancing at the clock. Haruhi chewed slightly on the thing in her mouth. He gave her a nod and then started to walk briskly away before saying, "Make sure you spit that thing out."

Kyouya broke off into a quick walk, his case tucked underneath his cast-free arm.

He traveled out onto the roads and he made his way towards the city. Water was splashing around his black loafers and at the hems of his black pants. Did he care? No. Kyouya was going to the city.

Why had each of the four Hosts started to act strange after a while? And what made Haruhi the ultimate aphrodisiac?

Kyouya stopped as he saw the towering buildings ahead of him. He caught his breath and stared at it confidently. He had figured it out. He knew it. How couldn't he have noticed? It was dancing his face from day one.

And the keyword was…

Kyouya started for the city; he broke out into a run, his shoes slapping against the mud.

Bubblegum.

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Rain pounded hard against Kaoru, as he held Haruhi firmly in his hands. He was running, but where? As long as he doesn't stay in the same place he and Haruhi won't be fried. The girl seemed to be shaking hard against him, shivering into his chest while her arms were wrapped around his neck.

Kra-koom!

Kaoru hopped of to the side and his eyes dilated at the black burnt spot. THIS was getting out of hand now. How could Haruhi attract lightning? How? HOW?!

BOOM

He twirled (ungracefully) away from the thunder bolt and steadied himself. This was not his day. Not his day. Okay, the sky was laughing at him. EVERYTHING was laughing at him! The trees were bending and poking it's branch in his direction and…that wind…that HOWLING wind!!!

He felt so…so…

…bullied.

His shoes splashed into the water-layered ground as he made his way towards shelter. Kaoru saw a shack ahead of him. If he just dove into the little puny shack and hid, the thunder won't-

Kaoru's thoughts came crashing down. A shack like that would easily burn down, rusty wood and all. Why was kami THIS mean to him? Sure she was just trying to push the story further but killing him with lightning?

Too far. Just TOO FAR.

'Don't worry, Haruhi, I'll get us to safet-'

KRA-KOOM

"UWAAAAAAAH!"

He grimly stared at the ground where he had leapt to. This is not working. Screaming, dodging, and whatnot were not working. Oh gosh, he wished that Haruhi was awake, as he continued on with evading the lethal attacks. Today wasn't his day.

Every single piece of ground that one of his feet had touched been struck by lightning. Tears spurt out from his eyes, as he leapt away from the fresh black area where his feet once were.

"THIS IS TOO MUCH!!! EEEEEEEEEEEECK!!!"

KRA-BOOM

In his mad dash, Kaoru had slipped on the water and fell down. He lay on the wet floor groaning, his face eating mud and wet asphalt. Haruhi had rolled out from his grasp. Today…was definitely not his day.

"Ha…ruhi…" he muttered, immediately getting up from his fall. He couldn't see clearly, rain was pounding at him even harder, urging him to go and rescue her. For some reason, Kaoru felt that there was this particular cloud hovering above her…ready to strike…

KRA-KOOM

God thank reflexes. Kaoru's fingers twitched…it almost got HIT BY LIGHTNING!!! Laying only a feet away from the black spot was Haruhi. Obviously, Kaoru had pushed her before she got fried. His heart was pounding so hard against his rib cage, that if he didn't die from carrying a lightning rod, he'd probably die from heart explosion.

How truly heartbreaking…as if his heart wasn't exploding yet.

"Muh?"

"Eck!"

ZZZHHH (Sound of someone getting zapped:D)

Sweat drop.

"Kao…ru?"

"RUN HARUHI! SAVE YOURSELF!!!" he cried breathlessly, the energy has drained from his limbs and he fell limp on the watery floor. Haruhi blinked as she stared at Kaoru. Why was his clothes burnt?

Slowly and weakly, Kaoru sat up putting a hand on his head to ease the headache that he was receiving. Haruhi got on her knees and started to crawl towards the 'injured' boy. She blinked at him and reached a hand to pat his shoulder.

"Wha-What happened?!"

His golden eyes dilated and he roughly shoved Haruhi away from him. She was about to retort about his strange behavior before.

KRACK

…

"W-Was that just lightning?"

Grim lines appeared on Kaoru's head and he nodded slowly. Hopping onto his feet he tugged Haruhi onto hers. "It seems like Kamisama is focusing more on killing us than actually scaring you to death."

KRACK

Kaoru had pushed her away with him before any dangerous lightning struck her. She peeked over his shoulder at the black, and chanced to look at Kaoru who was breathing harshly. "…I didn't know that lightning existed here. And to have…so many…"

"I didn't either, just some whack imagination," he cursed, as they set out in a run in the rain. Haruhi could hear numerous of cracks behind her. And guess what she saw-

"KAORU, WE'RE BEING CHASED BY LIGHTNING!!!" she shrieked.

"Glad you noticed!" he yelled back, ignoring the wet hair that stuck to his face. "Look there's a small rest stop there! We can hide in there for a while!!!"

She threw a look at the twin besides her. Asking in a breathless voice she forced out, "What do you mean for a while?"

"Oh? It might get burned down by fire if we're not careful."

'And you say that casually, why?!'

BOOM

And there was it. Thunder. Haruhi immediately clapped her hands over her ears, her eyes quickly clamped shut. The younger twin had stopped in his tracks and turned around towards her, distress on his face. "Haruhi! Don't just STAND there, come on!"

She shook her head as a loud rumble of thunder came. "C-Can't-"

Kaoru interrupted by grabbing Haruhi's hand, and pulling her towards the shelter. "I don't care if you don't move! I'm still going to make you move, whether you like it or not!"

The soaking brunette anchored herself on the ground, trying to close off all sound of the thunder. "N-No…I can't-…Kao-"

Rrrmble

She squeaked, she grabbed his hand tightly. "Can't-"

Kaoru took her underneath his arm, which proved to be difficult (Mori makes it look so easy), and rashly made a run for the place of refuge ahead. He was already wet; he felt his clothes stick to him like glue, and his wet light brown hair was sticking to his face.

With the ounce of strength that the younger twin had left, he burst open the door and collapsed inside, letting the door slam on its own. The two were left gasping on the floor, having the pleasure of feeling dry for a while.

The refuge was big enough for them to sit across from each other with a gap of two feet between them. But they opted to stay together, mainly because of some comfort.

"Man, I swear things get crazy," Kaoru sighed, leaning against the wall for support. He glanced over at Haruhi who was still shivering. Oh…a thunderstorm…she was scared of them. "Hey…are you alright?"

Haruhi shoulders were shaking as she was trembling from the cold. Oh what the heck will Kaoru do…now? His fingers traveled down his wet blazer, unbuttoning them quickly. "It may be wet…" he muttered, slipping them off his drenched white blouse. He wrapped it around Haruhi and closed the sitting gap between them, putting her head on his shoulder. "But it should at least help you keep warm."

"Thank…you," she muttered, before sneezing. Haruhi frowned and rubbed her nose. "It's wet…and smells like…"

"Shit, I know, I've been sweating a lot carrying you," Kaoru said dryly, giving her a glance. "Just deal with it, Haruhi. The storm's going to let up soon...and you'll get out of my…smelly jacket or whatevers."

She sweat dropped. "That wasn't what I meant…"

"Great, because I thought I was the only one realizing how funny my coat smelled like," Kaoru said thoughtfully in monotone. He glanced up at the ceiling with a bored look. "Sweat and rain obviously doesn't mix well."

They listened to the heavy rain for a while, quite surprised that the thunder had stopped. 'Maybe she's getting bored of one-sided conversations during thunderstorms…' was all Kaoru could muster before he rested his head on hers.

"You know, you're heavy."

"Calling me fat, aren't you now?" she replied boringly. He sighed into her wet hair.

"No, you're getting it wrong. I'm not used to carrying people."

"Really now?"

Kaoru responded by pushing her closer to him. "Positively. And by the way. We're both soaking wet; if we don't dry out we can get a fever."

Haruhi blinked and pulled away from him, staring at him with her usual brown orbs. "You know, now that I think of it…you're actually a lot more mature than Hikaru in these types of situations."

He went pale, his eyes slowly wandered away. 'As long as she hadn't seen me running around screaming like a headless chicken…I guess that's okay…'

"Well, gee. I wonder if that's a compliment to me or an insult to my brother."

"Let's say…both?"

A crack obviously interrupted their conversation, and they looked up at the ceiling. The wooden boards cracked slightly, but they were glad that it didn't crush them…yet. However, for precaution, they quietly crawled away from the ground where the boards were destined to fall to.

Kaoru leaned against the wall behind him and looked at Haruhi who was sitting across from him. "How the hell am I supposed to complete this?"

Haruhi sneezed into Kaoru's jacket.

"Haruhi, we have to dry out-" he muttered, without hesitation he pulled the purple and black tie off from his neck and started to unbutton the sticky white t-shirt from his body. She stared, wondering what the heck he was doing. "Or we'll get in serious trouble. Or me…"

Kaoru twisted the t-shirt and allowed a decent amount of water to fall from it. "Hikaru would NEVER allow me to get sick," he informed, while sieving the water from the white article of clothing. "Oh well, better dry out our hair first," he added, throwing the white blouse over his head.

There were moments of silence, as the half-naked teenager ruffled his hair dry from water. In mid-ruffle he glanced over at Haruhi with his golden eyes. "Uh…Haruhi, aren't you going to dry yourself?"

"It can be easy for you males, but think of my gender, please!"

Silence.

"Oh," Kaoru said stupidly, as he ripped his gaze off her. "You don't know how to take off your clothes, do you need me to help-"

"Kaoru, stop acting like you don't know," Haruhi scolded, lightly whacking him on the head. A white material flitted over her head, and covered most of her vision. She heard: "Well, just dry your hair."

Kaoru tugged his pale blue jacket away from her and tried to deprive it from the sweat and water. Splashes could be heard and the ground beneath them turned a dark and puddles formed. After he was done with it.

Flup

"Cover yourself with that."

Haruhi brought his oversized blouse away from her head and rose in eyebrow. "What are you expecting me to-"

"Take off your clothes," he said in a dead serious tone. Haruhi twitched. Did Kaoru JUST say that to her? Sure, it would make sense if Hikaru or Tamaki said that. But this was Kaoru. Kaoru.

"W-What?!"

Kaoru turned around to look at the wall. "Give me your clothes so they can dry, and use mine to cover yourself." He then muttered something almost inaudible. "Dono and Hikaru'll kill me if I see anything."

Haruhi sweat dropped, but obliged. She set down the 'almost' dry articles of clothing in front of her and started to peel off the sticky and wet clothes. "You sure you're not watching?"

"Sure, I'm watching ants crawl into a hole, you know," Kaoru muttered.

Plop

Haruhi was now fully clad in her bra. If Kaoru was to turn around…well…just think of the horrible consequences that would be given by Tamaki and Hikaru. The brunette slipped on the large blouse and started to button it up.

Kaoru's clothes were big on her, the sleeves practically hung off her hands for several inches, and the blouse was baggy. Taking the blazer, she swung it on and found that there was at least slight warmth from being in dry clothing.

"Done?"

"I can dry it out myself."

Kaoru chanced to look at Haruhi, who had already begun drying out the wet articles. "What are we supposed to do?"

"I'm not really sure," she muttered twisting the clothes this way and that. Kaoru crawled over to her side and grabbed away her blouse and blazer from her hands. "This, Haruhi, is not how you do it."

A roar of thunder caught their attention; both of them were glancing up at the ceiling expecting something to happen. Haruhi's eyes widened again. "I-…thought-"

"We thought wrong, there's still thunder," he replied, huddling closer to Haruhi for warmth. She cast an uneasy glance at him. "Don't take this the wrong way-"

Another clap of thunder and she was sent burrowing her face into his shoulder. What other deep shit was just waiting to happen to him? Kaoru only sighed as he wrapped his arm around her, putting his face into her hair. He listened to the sound of thunder and to the sound of heavy rain.

He closed his eyes and muttered, "I'm very sorry, Haruhi."

---------------------------(And because you guys wonder WHERE THE HELL HIKARU WAS..)

Chained…

Why was he chained of all places?! The teenager struggled against the things that bound his hand to the wall behind him. This was torture! There was no way out; he couldn't scream because he had duct tape on his mouth, and well…

If looks can kill, he'd be able to burn away from the metal shackles. But no…he was stuck here, worried sick about his other half. He heard that there was a storm raging outside, and wondered if his brother went to safety.

'Dammit, you better NOT get sick, Kaoru,' he grumbled in his mind. 'Or. I. Will. Swear. I'll. Kill. You.'

There were dim torches and candles lit, so all the golden-eyed boy could see was a dark floor, tables, and a cold wall in which he was chained to. Also an artificial skeleton was added there for the dungeon-ny feeling.

I swear, whoever decorated that room is AWESOME!!!

Anyways, back to the story…

Hikaru sighed and looked at the floor in defeat. How long had he been chained there? For hours? He remembered freezing up when black shadows started to creep on his feet. It swallowed him and he blanked out.

With the next moment he awoke, he found out that he had his hands chained above his head, his feet laced with heavy cuffs, and not to mention duct tape firmly on his mouth. This was an abduction.

Someone was kidnapping him and…ohh..he felt pain on his head. Since when did he get a headache?

"Ah, so you have woke up, Hitachiin."

'You…' he thought, venom shooting out from his eyes. The cloaked figure deposited its hands behind its back and walked around in front of the obnoxious teenager. A smirk was visible underneath the hood, but the eyes could not be shown.

Dark locks dripped over its face and its pale skin stood out from the dark colors. "I hope you do feel comfy there. If you are feeling some sort of wooziness please understand that it's all the side-affects."

'Of what, a curse?'

A low growl was emitted, and it came from Hikaru's stomach. That's right…he hadn't eaten lunch…

"Dear…you're hungry?"

'Why yes, you evil bastard, now FEED ME.'

"Oh-!" the person said abruptly whipping around to meet several people. "Is it time yet?" It shot a wide creepy grin at Hikaru. "Don't worry…you won't be alone, I'll get you a friend to join you."

Hikaru's golden eyes widened as the cloaked figure slowly disappeared into the darkness.

'DAMNIT! I WANT FOOD, BASTARD!!!'

A/N: As I said...today will probably be the end of my rapid updating. Obviously, I have school tomorrow. (DAMN) And yes...so...I'll see you guys some time later. :D So I hope you didn't get at least disappointed with the KaoHaru, but if you are, I can include more moments in the next chapter if you like.

Well, I have damn school to go to tomorrow. So I'll see you less frequently!!!

-waves hand-

-Ja!