Something you need to know for this chapter if you don't already know it: In Japanese, there are a couple ways to say "you". There is a friendly way, "Kimi-" and a not so friendly way, "Omae" (pronounced Omai) You'll find out soon why you need to know that, because I don't want to get any flames saying that person couldn't understand what the hell I was talking about.
I have [good or bad, however you see it] news! This may be the second to last chapter!
Disclaimer: Fullmoonsinner never has and NEVER WILL own Ouran High School Host Club, or it's wonderous and magical characters whom we all love to torment and tease like hell.
Enjoy~
Haruhi ran through the halls. crying her eyes out, with Hunny chasing after her. "Haru-chan! Haru-chan come back!"
"Go away!" she cried, increasing her pace. Hunny began to speed up, when he caught up with her he grabbed her hand and wrapped his other arm around her. "Lemme go!" she tried to wriggle out of his grip.
"You don't have to cry alone, Haru-chan." he said in a gently, soft way. "Because.. I know how hard it is to-"
"Nii-chan, you've got it wrong. Haru-chan isn't sad, see?" she smiled brightly at him, tears still falling from her eyes "Demo, demo: I just have to hear it from them too, ne?"
"Haru-chan, I-"
"So, I'll be fine okay?" she said, wiping her eyes. More tears started to form, and fall down her cheeks "I just.. I just..." she sputtered. She turned around quickly and ran towards the staircase
"Given up already?" Kyouya asked sarcastically as Tamaki slugged into the room. "I'm surprised, Tamaki. And I thought you knew every inch of this school."
"Of course I do! What kind of king would I be to not have memorized every singly part of my castle?" Tamaki cried "It's Hunny-sempai and Haruhi I can't find..."
"You WHAT? You lost my little girl?" Renge screeched, grabbing Tamaki by the collar, her eyes glowing with fire.
"PLEASE! PLEASE HAVE MERCY ON ME! I DIDN'T MEAN TO! I DIDN'T MEAN TOOOO!" Tamaki hollared, tears spurting from his eyes like a water fountain.
"Kyouya-sama, do you think Haruhi will be getting better soon? If he's been gone this long, it must be very serious..." one customer asked.
"Hime-san, please do not worry. All of us are seeing to it personally that Haruhi is getting the right medications and rest that he needs." He said, looking up at her from his black binder with a reassuring smile.
"Oh no no no, Kyouya-sama. I already know that Haruhi is well taken care of. I'm worrying about.. them." she pointed to the table where Haruhi usually entertained her guests. Her regulars were there in black dresses, staring at a picture of Haruhi that was in a very elegant frame. They put roses on the table, and they were all trying to hold back tears.
"Please get better, Haruhi-kun.. One week is too long.." one sniffed
"Be strong girls.. be.. be..." another one sputtered. It was followed by tears falling from her eyes just as Tamaki's had done. Mori walked to the table and laid a hand on her shoulder, "There there." he said comfortingly, patting her back. Her lip quivered and soon she was joined by her comrades in the grieving of Haruhi's "sickness". Mori stared at the group with wide-eyes, glancing at Tamaki for assistance.
Tamaki came to the group "Please stop crying, Haruhi wouldn't want you all to be sad. I'm sure he'll be getting better soon, so would you please smile? For Haruhi?"
The girl who started crying looked at him, and then nodded hesitantly "You're right, Tamaki-sempai. Let's go home, girls." she said to her friends. They nodded sadly, dabbing their faces with handkerchiefs to dry the tears, and then followed their friend out the door without another word.
''Urghh.." Kaoru groaned as he stretched his arms above his head "That test was pretty hard."
"Really? I thought it was a piece of cake." Hikaru laughed.
Kaoru glared at him fiercely "Just wait until our Creative Writing essays are due. I'm going to be the one laughing at your suffering."
The two of them stared blankly at each other for a moment, blinked then started laughing. "Let's go. The customers should be arrving by now, and Kyouya-sempa must be pissed off that we weren't there in time to help set up." Hikaru said, Kaoru nodded in agreement.
They both spent their time walking towards the Third Music Room laughing about their latest prank that they pulled in class, the classic "Put and Thumbtack On The Teacher's Seat". Ah, good times. Good times. "I wonder how Haruhi kept herself occupied during class time. Yamaguchi-sensei's so strict, and wouldn't let her inside the classroom." Kaoru whined
"Yeah, she made her go to the art room, with that crazy teacher Fukatsu-sensei." Hikaru pouted "I haven't seen her since lunch."
The two of them had made their way up the stairs when they noticed a small black blob from the other end of the hallway coming closer, and closer and
"Haruhi!" Hikaru said, holding out his arm to her "How about we walk together to the club today?" Haruhi glanced at them hesitantly, then nodded. She took Hikaru's hand in hers and told Kaoru to hold her by the wrist, so he wouldn't squish Dara-chan. They walked the rest of the way in silence, aside from the occasional question about Haruhi's day from the two of them. Just as they reached the door to the Third Music Room, Haruhi stopped and let go of their hands. They looked back at her, puzzled.
"Is everything allright Haruhi?" Hikaru asked, kneeling down to her height. " Are you feeling okay?"
Haruhi stood still, her bangs covering her eyes. "Ne, Otou-san, can I ask you something?" Hikaru nodded "Uncle Kao-chan too?"
Kaoru nodded, kneeling next to Hikaru. They stared at her intently, hoping it would break the unbearably awkward silence between them. "What is it?" Hikaru finally asked.
"Are you..."
"Hmm?"
"Are you two.. Really my family?"
Silence. Hikaru's heart sped up, faster, and faster; how did she find out? He was going to tell her himself.. Eventually. But never mind that, he and Kaoru were in a very tight situation here.
"Haruhi...I-"
"Ne, Otou-san? Hunny Onii-chan was just joking right? You're really my daddy, ne?" she said shakily, tears forming in her eyes.
Hikaru looked down, Kaoru looked away.
"Otou-san?" She sputtered. Haruhi clenched her fist and backed away from the two of them. "You.." she mumbled. They looked up at her.
"You imposter! Baka! How could you lie to me?" she cried.
"Haruhi-!"
"Go away! You've all been lying to me! Even Okaa-san, wasn't she? Wasn't she!" she yelled before running towards the other staircase opposite to the one they had initially used. She bit her lip while running, causing it to become slightly sore. She ran until she had reached the Black Magic Clubroom. She put her hands on her knees and tried to catch her breath. She knocked rapidly on the club door, not stopping until Nekozawa opened the door and she jumped into his arms, making him stumble back a bit.
"Haruhi, is everything allright?" he asked, patting her back. She didn't answer, and simply held him tighter. He picked her up and carried her into the room. He set her down gently on the couch, but she didn't let go, so he sat down with her and let her keep her hold on him. "Tell me, what's wrong?" he asked. He thought for a moment if this would ever happen with Kirimi.
"Otou-san... and Okaa-san... and Uncle Kao-chan.. they were lying to me..." she sputtered.
"I see. What did they lie to you about?"
"That they're my family!" she cried, holding him tighter. He froze, his heart beating faster. Now. He had to do it now. He looked at the book he had found earlier, it was left open on his desk.
"That's just terrible." he crooned, patting her back "How could they do something like that?" He used his hands to form seals behind her back. It was very difficult for him to move his hands without her noticing anything suspicious. He had practiced the many seals beforehand, while he was memorizing the spell, but nonetheless it was still challenging in his current position. "Did you come here all the way from the Host Club?"
She nodded slightly As she continued on with her story, Nekozawa took the glass vile filled with the liquid from the capsules he had found. "I have something that will help you calm down," he said, giving her the vial "Drink just a little bit of it. Don't worry, it wont hurt you. But, before you do... give Dara a hug, and tell him you love him." he said, looking down sadly. Haruhi took Dara off of her hand and gave him a tight hug
"I really, really really love you Dara-chan~" she said, giving him a light peck on the cheek.
{I love you too~} he said back. As flowers surrounded the two of them, much like Hunny was most of the time, Nekozawa popped off the cork on the vial. "Can.. Can I have one too?" he asked. Haruhi smiled and gave him a hug. Nekozawa clenched his fist behind her back.
"Nii-chan, what's wrong?" she asked when she realised he had started to cry slightly. She wiped his tears away and he smiled at her. He handed her the vial. She took a small sip and let out a small hiccup. Suddenly. her eyelids became heavier. She started to get very drowsy. Soon she was fast asleep in Nekozawa's lap. He clenched his fist, his bangs covering his eyes.
"I'm going to make it better Haruhi." he said, tucking a lock of her white hair behind her ear "Your hair will be brown again, like your mother's. You'll be able to go back to your normal life, you can go back to the Host Club, and be with your friends every day, and you'll get to stay with your real father." he muttered. He began chanting the spell he had found in the book, and soon a circle of green light surrounded them. Everything began to disappear in sparkles, including Nekozawa and Haruhi.
"It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Haruhi Fujioka." he said, more tears falling from his eyes, giving her a tight hug. He smiled weakly, just the corners of his mouth rising up into a slight arc. "I'll see you in the future." he said, before vanishing, along with her and everything else.
IIII'm a cucumber! IIII'm a cucumber!
IIIII'm a cucumber! IIII'm a cucumber
IIIII'm a cucumber! IIIII'm a cucumber!
PLEASE DON'T TAKE ME TO THE PI-CKLE FARM!
Hehe... I found that song on youtube from a Death Note AMV...
something about Light thinking he's a cucumber...
