I felt a part of my heart die, and that bit of dead heart turned into the tears which I had shed. My best friend and dearest cousin had been murdered in my own arms, which were now damp with blood. I held Takashi's corpse close, sobbing into his shirt. Blood smeared onto my cheeks. The taste of blood mixed with my own tears tasted harsh. The taste sent a shock of disgust down my spine. It was the realization of his death that truly felt harsh, much more than the taste of it. The bleak sky grew even grimmer, showing signs of warning. Grey clouds were becoming black and winds grew in turbulence. The sky began to cry, as if only whimpering. Few drops fell, only sprinkling the surface at that current moment in time. Tears had finished falling, dripping off my cheeks in sync with the rain. I gingerly stood up onto my feet, one foot before then the next. My cousin lay dead in my arms as I carried him along my way. The closest place I thought of going to was the Hitachiin residence. Gusts of wind dried the blood that dusted my cheeks. The sky darkened in color as I became closer to my destination. Droplets picked up their pace. The sky's whimpering soon transformed into sheer crying. The pacing winds changed over time, their walk transforming into a jog. Leaves fell from the waving branches of the trees I ran passed. I took note of the familiar, yet worn out places I passed. My life seemed to be going no where. One after another, my friends would join the deceased and no positive progress would be made. Something had been welling up within me. An emotion, it was. However, the name of the specific one escaped me. The only thing I knew, at that point, was that my goal had to be achieved, at what ever cost.

Once I reached the Hitachiin residence, I swiftly searched for a location to safely hide the corpse of my cousin. Through the gardens of flowers and bushes, I paced myself. Hiding the body was in my best interest for now. I felt the need to provide a proper burial for Takashi at a later time. Darkly coloured roses and brightly coloured hydrangeas dominated the sides of each path I took. I continued to search urgently for a spot within the bushes. Time passed by relentlessly. I knew in the back of my mind that the longer I wasted time, the further Kyoya would progress in his devious schemes. Within a group of bushes, I found the perfect spot to hide the corpse, for the time being. I gently placed him onto the damp grass and set my jacket over his face, to show my respect. Even though the rain picked up a little more and the weather became a little harsher, I had no choice but to hide Takashi's body there. I gave a moment of silence as respect for my dear cousin before taking off for the front door. By this point, the droplets drenched my clothes and hair. I was soaked, however my body showed no signs of care. My mind focused and determination at it maximum, I dashed past the front doors of the Hitachiin residence. I keep running and did not allow myself to slow in speed, heading for the twins' room. Sweat and rain mixed, cooling me over a short range of time. Their estate, much larger than my own, seemed to lengthen itself as I continued to sprint. The two brothers' room happened to be on the opposing side of the garden.

When I reached the brothers' bedroom, I noticed a note taped to the inside of the droplet covered glass. The penmanship appeared obvious, so much that I knew exactly who wrote the message. Without having to read it, it was already of my knowledge that the message was intended for me. The note itself already told me that Kaoru's location was not that of the estate. I glanced at the other side of the wet glass, peering into the room itself. A neatly folded towel laid on a wooden stool, next to the twins' desk. Luckily, the stool was seated closer to the window. At first, the thought of convenience was pleasing. However, within a moment of the existence of that thought, another thought entered my train. It hit me like a dart hitting a bull's eye.

Kyo-chan knew I was coming…

I grimaced.

Always a step ahead… oh, that devious bastard is SO going to get it!

Sliding the window open, I climbed into the room. I shut the window behind me soundlessly. I removed my muddy shoes and held them as I made my way to the stool. After drying my soaking locks of blonde, I placed the now damp towel on my shoulders and returned to the window. I gently ripped the note from its tape.

The time has come for the climax of our quarrel. I shall wait for you in the abandoned Music Room, 3. If you do not arrive by precisely 3 p.m., I will find you myself and you shall receive your punishment, Haninozuka Mitsukuni.

Once again, I grimaced. Things didn't follow as planned. I found myself at the disadvantage once again. Clicking my tongue in such a way that expressed annoyance, I shoved the note into my damp pants pocket. I prepared to take my leave for the academy, checking the time on my watch.

If I leave at this exact moment, I shall arrive only minutes early…

Opening the window, I felt the culmination of the storm closing in on me, nearer and nearer. Thunder rumbled louder, expressing its anger yet holding back its full potential. Rain that once tapped my skin now pounded against each surface, almost as if expressing it's will to harm others. The droplets were needles, piercing through the air and to the grassy gardens below. Dashing as fast as possible remained my only plausible option of transportation. As I kept my pace, flashbacks filled my mind, all of which remind me of the places which I passed as I ran. Memories of my first moments with Haruhi in the Host Club, my first time meeting the twins, Tamaki, Renge…everyone…even Kyoya. I remembered every memory with the Host Club in chronological order, all of the important ones and some where we would get nothing done. Some memories held moments of sorrow and comfort while others reminded me of humorous experiences. To think moments as such would never occur again felt unbearable. It all happened too quickly.

I arrived at the doors of the academy, the storm at the beginning of its climax. Dashing in to escape the turbulent weather, I began to make my way to Music Room 3. The halls were dark and had a grim aura within them. Not a single light glowed in the building.

This is it… Everything is coming to a close…

I reached the hallway which led to the entrance of the music room. The lightning claps radiated from underneath the door. On the other side, he was there, waiting. I looked at my watch. Five minutes remained until the deadline. Pressing my ear gently against the door, I eavesdropped. Was that the sound of faint sobs coming from the other side? Who was there?

Certainly not Kyoya…

The door creaked as I pushed it open. On the other side of the nearly vacant room, a familiar figure stood, staring out the window in front of him. The occasional claps of lightning lit up the room, enough for me to identify the person. My cheeks went pale, as white as newly fallen snow. My eyes opened widely, glowing with shock. I opened my mouth to speak, words barely forming.

"K-kaoru..?"

The ginger turned around, now facing me. His cheeks appeared to be slightly damp. Both of his hands took place in his pockets, or so it seemed. Kao-chan sniffed, slowly reaching under the jacket of his uniform. Raising the m9 to view, he took aim at my forehead. Tears continued to fall from his eyes. I could feel my heart sink all the way to my stomach.

"Huni-sempai…" he choked out, voice cracking from tears. "I'm s-so sorry…"

I stared, trying to register what the hell was going on.

"It's just… If I don't help him, Kyoya will kill him!"

I shot him a look of confusion.

"You knew…?" I asked. "And, wait… Kyoya is killing who?"

"Hikaru!" he exclaimed.

A pause broke our conversation. Suddenly, a series of gun shots sounded, bullets hitting the ground around my feet. I jolted, startled by the shots. Thankfully, not a single bullet hit me, nor did any of these bullets fire from Kao-chan's gun. To my dismay, I knew that shots like such wouldn't last long. I spun around to identify my not-so-new opponent. One bullet grazed past my cheek, burning my skin to a point where blood pricked to the surface. A familiar, dark haired figure held a rifle in hand, aiming at me as well. Maniacal laughter filled the room, flooding out of the second year's mouth. I used the little time I had to glance back at the twin. Hands shaking, the ginger continued to aim at my forehead. Sweat dripped down the lone twin's forehead and cheeks. Fear, panic and confusion radiated from his eyes as if calling out, unsure what to do or what was going to happen next. I knew by his body language; he read "terrified". From the position of his hands, he'd probably never held a gun before, and since I've fought armed opponents before, I knew every which way to properly hold a gun no matter the type. None of said positions matched up to Kaoru's. He read "novice", shaking, gulping, and most likely mentally reassuring himself. He squeezed the trigger, but used not near enough force to activate it. Suddenly, as I watched his sudtle movements, I began to find myself able to understand the mentality of my ginger kohai's situation.

I'm so sorry about this, Kao-chan...

Another bullet fired from behind. I dodged swiftly, reverting my attention to my main enemy.

Two against one… I may have to fight full out this time…

The thought that, during this whole time, Kao-chan was Kyo-chan's accomplice still baffled me; however, within seconds, my train broke and my concentration refocused. A gun fight begun. Unfortunately, I couldn't tell whose side Kaoru fought for. Dodging shots that soared from both sides of me, I edged to get closer. Without a weapon, I fought close-ranged. I landed one snap of a punch, knocking the frames off Kyoya's face. A small tmp sounded from the other side of the room, within the loud gunshots. To hit Kyoya hard enough to knock his glasses to the other side of the room, and possibly through the door, ment I just started to fight with full force. Kyoya rebounded backwards, trying to regain stability. He took another blow to the face as I kicked him, using his down-time as an advantage. He fell to the ground with a loud thump. I used the very same foot again, knocking the gun from Kyo-chan's grasp. Even though my life sat on the line between life and death, I continued to follow my code of honor: "Do not kick an enemy while he's down." Giving Kyoya time to breathe, I glanced back in the direction of the soft whimpers. Kaoru lied on his side, clenching onto his blood-soaked knee as if his life depended on it. The floor around him appeared to be covered in blood splatter. I hadn't a doubt in my mind; Kyoya shot his own partner, and only the cruelest of villians were known to do so. Panting, I realized I slowly reached my limit. Constantly dodging and searching for openings under this stress took alot of energy out of me. I closed my eyes for two seconds…a huge mistake. A sudden explosion of pain surged through my body, starting from my leg. My eyes shot open, my facial expression turning into a grimace. The only sound heard came from my heart, beating a steady yet quick pace. It felt as if time was slowing down rapidily. I gazed down at my wound, letting a soft "ugh" escape my lips. Blood ran down my leg, spilling all over the floor. Kyoya caught me off guard. Glaring at him, I heard two more gunshots as I lost my sight. A faint groan swam through my lips as I collapsed to the ground.

This is it… My time has come…

A/N: This is the end of Such Horrible Things. Still wondering what you just read? Read the epilouge, it fills up some of those gaps. THE ENDING HAS BEEN REVISED FINALLY! xD Thanks for sticking with me, and I hope you have all enjoyed this! :D