~Ciel's POV~
When Ciel finally opened his eyes, his head throbbing like never before, he was surrounded by girls.
Shouting out abruptly, Ciel sits up abruptly, receiving giggles from just about six young ladies in expensive-looking bright yellow dresses with pink bows. They all had flawless skin and shiny hair, along with perfectly applied makeup to enhance their beauty. They couldn't take their eyes off of him, whispering to each other in difficult-to-understand Japanese. Looking around the room, Ciel realized where he is: Music Room #3, location of the Host Club.
"Um… Hi?" Ciel said, staring at the girls with a narrowed eye, as the other was concealed by his eyepatch.
"Shieru! You're awake!" Tamaki ran over, tousling his hair in a playful manner. "Heard about what happened, you okay?"
Ciel blinked, memories of the wretched and deadly dodgeball game returning. Suddenly, he whips his head around, only to find that Sebastian wasn't around. Neither was Hikaru. Kaoru was here, however, looking alone with a crowd of ladies invading his personal space.
"Um, where's Hikaru?" he asked.
"Probably at Kazama-Sensei's office, being told off for freaking knocking you out," Tamaki spoke in English for Ciel's convenience. "Kaoru brought you to the nurse's, then here. Sorry about that."
"It's fine. Do you know where I can find Michaelis-Sensei?"
"He disappeared around the same time as Hikaru, but I'm sure he won't be fired for what happened. Anyway, since you're at the host club, your job is to entertain! Good luck Shieru, the official 'noble type' of the club!" Tamaki tossed a red rose to him, winked, and walked towards a group of ladies on the other side of the room.
Ciel sighed, hoping that the day will soon be over.
~Sebastian's POV~
Sebastian opened his eyes, only to find himself chained to the wall, unable to move or escape.
The room he's in is dark, the only light coming from the bottom of the door in front of him. He could sense others are in the room with him, none of which he recognized the scent of.
Good, so the Young Master hasn't been captured.
But, how was I captured of all people?!
Someone whimpered next to him. Glancing over, he realized it's a red headed boy with the typical Ouran uniform.
"Excuse me," he said gently. "Who are you?"
The boy looked up, his bang parted to one side. He looked familiar, though something was different…
"I'm Hikaru, Hikaru Hitachiin…"
