Well, everyone, it appears we've come to the final chapter. Thank you all once again for reading, and lending me some ideas, and enjoy the rest of the story! ^-^

Reviewer Thanks

Nephitsia: Hey, keep on saying it, and I'll keep on thanking ^-^ …I've never seen that movie, but I have a feeling that WOULD be something the Host Club would do (they never cease to amaze, after all)

Ambi9942: A similar story, eh? I'd like to read it sometime (and I love that lullaby too!). Thanks so much!

KageNoNeko: When it comes to facing your fears, one method is never enough. And thanks again for your info throughout this story, it really helped! …By the way, I read on Wikipedia that they're planning on making a live-action Host Club movie, did you know that?

Sayshi: So glad you loved it, even though the Hosts probably set the whole thing up XD …Sadly, the voting-session is over, but Tamaki still thanks you ^^

Disclaimer: For the umpteenth time, I only own the plot! Give me a break, and stop rubbing it in! (goes to sulk in corner) …Rackin' frackin' disclaimers…

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"W-Wha…?" Haruhi stammered, seeing that the rest of the Hosts were completely fine, all smiling as if they were expecting her… which she had a feeling they were. "What's going on?"

"A test," Kyoya replied, pushing up his glasses, giving a coy smile. "We all figured the best way to find out if you conquered your fear was to make it to where it appeared we were in danger, thus giving you a reason to face the storm on your own."

"We got the idea after remembering how you drove with us in the rain after hearing about your father's accident, and how you showed more concern for him rather than fear for the storm," Tamaki added. "And you finally did it, Haruhi! You faced your phobia to rescue us!"

"…Even though we didn't really need rescuing," The twins put in, bluntly.

"Huh?" Was all Haruhi could say. "B-But, the shack was close to collapsing, and the door was blocked!"

"We put two layers of the shack. The outside one would sway, while the inside layer would remain stable," Hikaru told her, showing her blue-prints of the shack.

"And we also rigged that pile of wood to fall over after that half-sawed tree-branch blew off and hit it, so it would look like we were trapped." Kaoru added, shrugging. "But we had a back-door put in, just in case you didn't show up."

"Which you did," Mori said, stoically.

"Yeah, great job Haru-chan!" Honey exclaimed, tugging her arm and making her twirl.

It was all STAGED? Haruhi thought, the vein in her temple throbbing. "You mean, I ran out during a freak storm to save you guys, even though there was nothing to worry about?" she asked, through clenched teeth. "I nearly got hit by lightening, got drenched, and had to haul back a ton of lumber for nothing?"

"Eh heh, well it wouldn't exactly be for 'nothing'…" Tamaki said, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. "I-I mean, we could've caught a cold out here… and after all, you DID finally get over your fear, remember that!"

Haruhi glowered darkly at them. "I'm going to kill you guys."

Tamaki gave her a frightened chibi-look. "E-Excuse me?"

"I said, I'm going… to kill you guys!" Haruhi grabbed a hammer sitting on the shelf, flames of fury burning in her eyes.

"AUGH!" The rest of the Hosts screamed, bursting out the back door of the shed. They've never seen Haruhi this mad before!

"Help! Help! My daughter's gone insane! Call the police!" Tamaki cried out.

"Call an asylum!" The twins shouted, running past Mori, who carried Honey with him.

Well… At least it's not raining, anymore. Kyoya thought, managing to sneak into the school while the rest of the Hosts tried to outrun the angry tomboy. He looked back, trying to repress a chuckle. If this weren't so amusing, I'd get after the authoress for getting Haruhi slightly out-of-character.

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One Week Later…

Ruku Dijan's had a surplus of customers on its grand opening night, especially since nearly all of its tables were filled with school girls from Ouran, Haruhi sitting amongst them. "So, you mean ALL of the other Hosts' methods helped you?" One of Tamaki's clients was asking. "How?"

"Well, as the week went by, I was getting sick of them trying to cure me," Haruhi explained, helping herself to some fancy sushi. "The more they annoyed me, the less I focused on the storms. Soon, I was more irritated than afraid, and my fear just vanished. …But, I will admit, their methods were quite helpful, and I'm sure my mom is thankful for their help too, now that her son can think of her every time a storm comes in now."

"Hey, Haruhi, will you read us that story you wrote for English on Monday? Everyone said its really good," One of Kyoya's clients said.

"Yeah, I heard the competition inspired it," One of Honey's clients added.

"Sure, I figured you'd want to hear it, so I brought it with me," Haruhi replied, pulling her story out of her pocket, then began to read.

"It was a stormy night when Fuji Aru's worst fear came to life," she began, and all the girls leaned in to listen. "It all started when he and his parents were planning on taking a coach-ride through the park, having planned on taking one that whole weekend. 'This is so exciting!' Fuji exclaimed, listening to the clacking of the horse's hooves on the concrete path. 'Can we go again?' His parents chuckled. 'We'll take another ride later. Right now, lets stop for some ice-cream,' his mother replied. The coach stopped near an ice-cream vendor and continued on, leaving Fuji and his parents to sit by the lake, enjoying the view. The young boy saw that a few people were going boating, and his parents decided to give it a go. However, Fuji got on the wrong boat, having been paying more attention to some kids feeding the ducks. It wasn't until when he asked if his mother had any crackers he could throw to the ducks did he realize his parents weren't around. 'Mommy? Daddy?' he gasped, looking around, seeing that his parents were across the lake on a different boat. When his boat redocked, he sat on the deck. 'I guess I'll just wait until their boat pulls in.'

"There was a clash of thunder just then, and Fuji gasped, seeing that it was starting to rain. Quickly, he ran over to a jungle-gym to duck under out of the rain, all the while keeping his eyes on the lake, waiting for his parents' boat to return. Half an hour past, yet he saw no sign of them. He stepped out, the wind blowing around him, making him shiver as he walked across the edge of the water. 'Where are they?' he wondered. Fuji wrapped his coat tighter around himself as the wind blew, making his hat fly off his head though he quickly caught it. 'Mama?' he called out, his eyes searching the darkness of the rain storm. He pushed onward, fighting against the wind, the lightening being the only thing to light up the night for him.

"The young five-year-old shivered, his clothes damp with coldness, but he refused to turn back. Fuji had to find his beloved mother and father, no matter what conditions got in his way! Oh, if only they managed to stick together, but the storm would not let it be, as if it wanted Fuji and his family separated. The thunder roared as the wind howled, as if the weather were mocking his search. But he kept going, his heart set on finding his parents, not caring about the storm. 'Mama! Papa! Where are you?' he shouted, walking away from the lake and onto the concrete path. He heard the sound of rapid clacking and turned around, a flash of lightening illuminating a large beast before him, and he screamed, everything going black just then.

"When Fuji opened his eyes, he saw white, and he was standing in front of a beautiful mansion, white as pearls, in a yard more luscious and green than any he had ever seen before, filled with every kind of flower. 'Fuji, there you are. We've been waiting for you,' came his mother's voice, and he turned around, seeing that she was walking toward him, wearing a white robe, and had wings on her back and a halo above her head. 'What happened? Where are we?' Fuji asked as his mother picked him up. 'We were on the boat when the storm came in… Its strange, I was expecting to see you and your father, but I was the only one who came here,'

"Fuji looked around once more, then noticed that he wasn't wearing a robe. 'Where'd you get that robe? And where's Dad?' he asked his mother. 'Your father is still alive, and right now he needs you' his mother replied, hugging him tightly. 'I need you to take care of him for me, okay?' Fuji sniffled, holding her tight. 'But, I don't want to leave you!' he cried. 'Don't worry, Fuji. No matter what, I'll still be with you. Whenever you see a storm, think of me, okay?' There was a flash of light, and Fuji found himself lying in the hospital, bandages on his head. To his relief, his father was sitting right beside him. 'Oh, thank God, I thought I lost you too,' his father sighed, hugging his son. 'Oh, Fuji, I don't know how to tell you this, but your mother-' Fuji patted his father on the head. 'Don't worry, Dad, I know. I saw her. She told me to come back to take care of you, and she'll always be with us,' the five-year-old replied. His father winced, hugging him tighter. The storm outside still roared, but Fuji was no longer scared, for he knew that somewhere beyond the stormy skies, his mother was watching him. The end."

The girls sighed dreamily. "So beautiful," they commented.

"Ah, it's not that great. I only managed to get a 'B'… but the memory it brings gives it an 'A'." Haruhi replied, humbly, and her client's practically swooned. "I've gotta give credit to Hikaru, too, since his method helped me come up with it."

"Say, where IS Hikaru?" One of the twins' clients asked, looking around.

"In fact, where ARE the rest of the Hosts? Didn't they want to come?" One of Tamaki's clients asked.

"Yeah, but they decided to give up their reservations," Haruhi said, shrugging. "They figured it was enough just helping me conquer my fear, and knew that the rest of us deserved a free meal,"

That, and Tamaki handed over a dozen meal-tickets and offered to leave me alone for the whole weekend, in exchange for his life, The tomboy added in her mind.

Outside, the other Hosts watched Haruhi and their clients by the large window. "I can't believe this! After all we've done for her-!" Hikaru sneered.

"Ungrateful girl…" Kaoru added.

"C'mon, Tama-chan, can't we go in?" Honey asked.

"Did you not hear Haruhi earlier?" Tamaki said, scolding yet nervous. "If we come within even a hundred feet of her, she'll lock us in the shed until next spring! …And I hate being in tight spaces, it makes me claustrophobic…"

"Looks like we've got ANOTHER fear to conquer!" The twins exclaimed, smiling their devilish smiles, then grabbed Tamaki and took off.

"ACK! NO! I'M NOT THAT AFRAID OF SMALL PLACES! C'MON, GUYS, LET ME GO…!"

Kyoya only sighed, as he, Mori, and Honey followed. "Here we go again," he commented.

Mori looked inside the restaurant once more, straight at Haruhi. "It's a good thing Haruhi managed to stand up for herself, despite she won't let us join her, huh?" Honey said to him, focusing on the positive side of the situation.

The strong silent Host gave a small grin. "It is," he replied, and with that they continued on.

"NO, REALLY! IT'S NOT A BIG DEAL! THERE'S NO NEED TO HELP ME!" Tamaki was screaming as the twins continued to drag him off, his cries echoing throughout the city. "MAMA, MAKE THEM LET ME GO…!"

The End

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A/N: (Insert Ouran end-music here.) ^-^

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