Huzzah~! Finally, the final chapter. MANY APOLOGIES FOR THE UBER LACK OF UPLOADING. Explanation: Discovery of LoZ (I'm in love lol~) & School. Flippin' whoopdy-doo. ANYWAY. Hope you enjoy the final (and longest) chapter. -Kiiro

In less than a millisecond after L had fully turned to face the "shinigami," Honey had already snatched his prize and was zipping his way to the front door. (One of the girls from the kitchen was smart and unlocked the door once the chaos erupted. Had she not, well, there would have been a shattered glass door in need of replacement.) Holding the cake above his head in triumph, he burst through the door shouting "VICTORY IS MINE~!" and sprinted up the street, his maniacal laughter fading as he ran farther away.

The first one to notice the missing Haninozuka was Mori (what a surprise). "Mitsukuni!" he shouted (in Mori-volume, that's about as loud as normal speech for anyone else) and started after his cousin. Haruhi attempted to make her way after him.

"Mori-senpai, wait for—UWAAH!"

Before Haruhi knew it, Mori had whipped around, grabbed her by the wrist, and yanked her out the door, never even breaking a stride. "Let's go, Haruhi," he mumbled in his normal tone, barely audible over Haruhi's yelps as she was dragged along the pavement.

It was to Haruhi's utter dismay that the market was in the exact opposite direction.

o0o0o

Back in the shop, L had just realized that he had been robbed of his fine cake. Quickly, he peered under the table, behind the booth, even in a nearby plant, growing more frantic by the second.

Suddenly, the shinigami outside the window, blinded by his misaligned costume contacts, pricked up an ear to hear his beloved daughter being hauled away by his naughty neighbor.

He gasped, a shadow forming under his eyes, "Alas! Has my cute, defenseless daughter been taken prisoner by that rapscallion of a neighbor?" Tamaki jumped away from the window and pointed after them dramatically, "Fear not, my darling, vulnerable, weak, little, precious gift! Daddy's coming to save you!"

Haruhi stared back at him blankly, still being pulled down the street, and said, "Gee, senpai, you didn't need to go that far… and stop saying such annoying things!"

Nevertheless, the prince of the Host Club took off after Mori and Haruhi, who were still after Honey… who still had the cake… Anyone else see where this it going?

o0o0o

Back at the cake shop, again, L ceased searching for his cake—as it seemed to be a futile search—after seeing his one link to Kira sprinting away.

"Oh, no you don't…" His determination set (however low it may be), he half-jogged, half-lumbered out the door and after the shinigami. It was also in the back of his mind that his strawberry cake was up ahead somewhere… Let's just say his cake-senses were tingling…

o0o0o

Okay, so let's assess the situation here:

In the late-afternoon sun, five separate yet equally desperate entities streaked down the street, casting long shadows behind them. At the front was short little Honey-senpai, giggling over his prize (It's a wonder he hadn't eaten it yet…). Catching up fast were Mori-senpai (in full stride) and Haruhi (in… half-stride/half-drag?). Mori's face was set with determination, while Haruhi was in misery over her lost tuna… Farther behind was the shiniga—I mean, Tamaki, keeping his tear-streaked, makeup-smeared face set on his daughter. And faaaaaaar~ behind him hobbled L, who was certainly not used to this much physical work… (No. Tennis doesn't count.)

Had you been walking down the street on a normal day, minding your own business, and you'd seen this crazy group, you would think the circus had come to town. Well, either that or some strange, cake-worshipping-cosplaying cult.

Oh, but the party had only just begun. Back behind the little parade, sirens blared. Looks like the police had finally arrived at Rin's Cake Shop. Aaaand by the increasing volume of the sirens, looks like Rin had given the police some directions.

Yeah, this is one of those stories.

Hearing the sirens, Haruhi's eyes widened. There was no way she wanted to be involved if the police were after them. She checked her watch. 4:40. She still had time. Time for tuna.

Looking up, Haruhi checked the street signs as they whizzed by. One of them led to a round-about path to the market. If she could just get out of Mori's death-grip on her wrist…

With all of her strength, she wrenched her hand out of Mori's and careened down the street at full-speed.

"Seeya later, senpai!" she called behind her, raising her hand in farewell, "Tuna, here I come!"

Of course Tamaki witnessed this little feat of Haruhi's. So, of course he felt like embracing her. So, of course he chased after her.

"Haaaaaaaruhiiiiiiiiiiiii~!" he bellowed, new tears—of joy, this time—falling from his eyes.

And of course, the train would not be complete without L trailing behind them, still resolute about catching that shinigami.

o0o0o

High above the cavalcade, two entities floated inhumanly, watching in amusement. One of them pointed at Tamaki and rasped, "Do I really look that fat?"

The other chuckled darkly and shook her head, purple tendrils bouncing about her frightening face.

"It's the fur isn't it? Tell me, Rem." He gestured to his torso with his large, mangled hands.

"Ryuuk," Rem threw her cohort the plump red apple Misa had given her, "Shut up. We'd better head back soon."

Ryuuk devoured the fruit with gusto and nodded. "Yeah, these guys are getting boring anyway."

Just as the two actual shinigami had turned toward their destination, they heard a shout from below.

"I'll catch you, shinigami! Or my name isn't L Lawliet!"

Ryuuk and Rem looked at each other for a moment. Twin smiles grew on their gruesome faces as they drifted back to the home of their masters.

With a sinister snicker, Ryuuk said, "Well, I have a feeling Light will want to hear about this…"

And that was my first fanfiction. I'M SO GLAD I FINISHED IT. YOU HAVE NO IDEA.

OOH. Forgot to formally mention who all the Host Club members were cosplaying as:

Tamaki-Ryuuk
Haruhi-Rem
Kyouya-Light (originally Misa... Tamaki's idea...)
Hikaru-Mello
Kaoru-Near
Mitsukuni-L (-snort- irony.)
Mori-ah...Watari? (so tempted to say Misa... xD)

And so, I'm shutting the door on this fic... Adieu! Hope you enjoyed the ride! Reviews are loved! -Kiiro