That's right, I finally updated this story with a new one-shot. Surprising. Sorry it took so long! Read, review, and enjoy, my doves.

"A boy sat alone on his couch, his parents out for the evening. It was a cold January night. Snow was falling heavily on the ground."

"I've already heard this story, Tamaki."

"Shhhh." Tamaki continued as he slapped his hand over the mouth of a very irritated Kyoya, "As I said, the boy was sitting on his couch, and he heard a knock at the door. Thinking his parents were back, he ran to the door and opened it without hesitation. But nobody was there. Just heavy snowflakes falling on the doorstep."

"I would shut that door so quick." Haruhi said.

"The boy did just that, Haruhi darling. He shut it and locked it." Tamaki said as he looked around at the faces of the host club.

School had ended an hour before, but because of the extremely icy weather, there were no cars allowed on the roads. The students wouldn't be able to leave until another hour or so had gone by, as soon as the roads had been salted. So, the host club had gathered in the club room to pass the time.

And Tamaki's idea of passing time was telling ghost stories.

"So, thinking he had simply mistaken the wind for a knock at the door, the boy sat back down on the couch and turned on the television. He was searching through the channels when the TV turned off all of a sudden." Tamaki said with a spooky shake of his voice. Honey gasped. Mori placed a hand on his head.

"Now the boy thought it was from the snowstorm, of course. That was until...the boy felt the temperature in the room...drop."

"Did he leave the door open or something?" Hikaru snickered. Tamaki glowered and shushed him loudly.

The tall blond cleared his throat before continuing.

"The boy looked toward the door to make sure it was closed. It was, obviously, despite what some of you think. He looked around, a little nervous, before turning the television back on. It showed nothing but static. The boy stood up to go check out the TV when he heard a voice from behind him whisper 'I'm so cold'."

"This is actually kind of creepy." Kaoru said.

Kyoya straightened his glasses. "I've heard better."

"Oh no you haven't." Tamaki said before continuing the story. "As I was saying, he heard a voice from behind him. So he whipped around to see who was in his house. But nobody was there…"

"Well that was a little predictable." Haruhi said.

"Jesus, what is with you all? This isn't a critique session! This is a story telling! So just shut your traps and listen!" Tamaki yelled. He cleared his throat and continued.

"The boy was terrified. He began to walk around his house, searching for whoever had spoken. He was in front of the bathroom door when he heard it again. 'I'm so cold.' He opened the bathroom door slowly. Creeeeaak."

"Nice sound effects."

"Shush. The door swung inward. The boy looked at the shower curtain. He could see the silhouette of a person standing behind it."

"Ah. This is so scary." Honey whispered as he smacked his hands over his wide eyes.

"The boy walked forward slowly and reached toward the curtain. He hesitated, then ripped it open. Nobody was there. He stood frozen, fear blossoming inside of him. Then he ran out of the room, down the stairs, and through his front door. He was terrified, and he couldn't stay in that house any longer. It was still snowing. The wind was screaming, it was icy cold. The boy wasn't even wearing shoes, he had left the house too fast. He ran through the snow and kept running, the voice playing through his head over and over. 'I'm so cold.' He didn't stop. Neither did the voice." Tamaki said, his voice growing steadily softer and more ominous.

"What...what happened?" Kyoya asked quietly. Hikaru and Kaoru looked at him, their eyebrows raised.

"What? I'm curious." Kyoya huffed. Tamaki grinned maliciously.

"The boy's parents came home and went right to bed, they were so tired. The next morning, they panicked. They couldn't find their son, he wasn't in bed or anywhere else in the house. His mother ran outside, searching the road. She screamed."

Honey gasped.

"Her husband ran out to see what had happened. She was standing in the snow, over her son's body, which was frozen solid, a look of horror written plainly across his face."

"That's kind of gruesome." Haruhi breathed.

"Yeah." Hikaru agreed.

Just the, the intercom sounded. "This is the principal speaking. The roads around Ouran have been cleared of snow, and students will be released in ten minutes. Gather your things and get ready to leave. Thank you."

"Perfect timing!" Tamaki laughed. "Looks like story time is over."

"You've managed to give us all the creeps, though. Thanks, Tamaki." Kaoru said with a sarcastic smile.

Kyoya scoffed and slid his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "It wasn't that bad."

"Sure, Kyoya. Whatever you say." Hikaru snorted. Kyoya glared at him.

"Well, we'd better get ready to go." Haruhi said as she stood up and grabbed her books from the floor.

"Yeah. Hope you don't get scared while you're home all alone Kyoya." Hikaru snicked.

"That's impossible. It didn't scare me in the least."

Kyoya sighed as he collapsed onto the sofa.

"Anybody home?" He yelled out, though he already knew the answer. Nobody was.

He grabbed the remote and turned the television on. He froze. The screen was gray static.

He sat there for a moment, his throat dry, before standing up and walking over to the television.

He hit it a few times with his hand, and it returned to normal television. Kyoya laughed nervously.

He looked around the empty living room, his nerves on edge.

He sat back down and tried to relax.

What the hell. Did that stupid story really scare me?

Kyoya jumped at the sound of the front door opening. His head whipped around to look at the door, but it was closed, and nobody was there.

"Hello?" Kyoya called. "Mother?"

He didn't receive an answer, so he got up and cautiously made his way toward the door.

He looked through the peephole. Nobody was outside.

Kyoya swallowed hard and slowly backed away from the door.

Then a voice sounded from right behind him. "I'm so cold."

Kyoya screamed and ran forward, stumbling into a wall. He whipped his head around, and standing there was...Tamaki.

He was bent in half, laughing so hard he couldn't seem to breathe.

"Oh..my god!" He heaved, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Y-you got so scared!" He chortled.

Kyoya growled. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Tamaki sucked in a few shaky breaths, his grin lighting up his face.

"You left your Trigonometry book in the club room. The door was open, and I couldn't resist." Tamaki said, melting into another fit of laughter. Kyoya's face was burning.

"Tamaki, you're an asshole."

I actually had time to update third because I didn't go to school today! Haha I'm such a rebel! Just kidding I'm sick.