Till Death Do We Meet

Chapter 2

A/N: Oooh, wooow. It's been a long time, and this is only the 2nd chapter. D: I, the typist of all these chapters, have my reasons. Sort of? XD

1. We always write a rough draft of each chapter in a notebook one of us keeps. Eva (the other person writing this) kept the notebook for a really long time and I (Aitana) never picked it up until recently. Thus, causing a major delay on me even starting on it.

2. High school registrations! Ughh, honestly. We're only in intermediate school and going into high school is kind of… bleh when it comes to our counselors. They were giving us a hard time for signing up for honors classes, when we know that we're perfectly capable. It's like they were discouraging us or something.

3. Don't kill me, but… Pokemon White! XDD I was playing that a whole bunch, and almost forgot about the story. Trust me, I feel really guilty about this right now.

4. My computer. It is very slow, and the Word program can randomly shut off sometimes. Once I had the chapter almost completely typed out, and then it shuts off. Honestly, I felt like throwing my little laptop out the window. Needless to say, I save a lot more now.

5. Basically, just… life. Social stuff, you know? Not to mention the massive amounts of band concerts we had to go through. (Eva and I both play clarinet. :3)

Sorry that was really long, but I don't think it's fair that we had people waiting like 3 months because of all of this. We're so sorry, and the cliffhanger must be killing you. I honestly hope that we won't disappoint, because, well, we're not exactly great writers. Please don't get too discouraged. XD Bear with us, and enjoy~!

The phone rang.

Haruhi reached out to grab it, pressing the answer button."Hello?" she said, wondering who it was.

"Haruhi," a familiar voice replied coolly.

"…Kyoya?" Haruhi questioned anxiously. Why was Kyoya calling? It must be important… and it's most likely something about the host club or something going on in Japan, she thought. Either that, or my emotions are getting the best of me.

"Yes?" the Shadow King asked nonchalantly. When she didn't answer, he simply sighed. Suddenly, Kyoya was talking in a business-like voice. He only did this when he wanted to hide emotions from others, Haruhi noted.

"Haruhi." He said to catch a certain girl's attention after a pause. Haruhi snapped back to reality, back to the phone call. She was being very distracted lately…

Kyoya's voice seemed devoid of any emotion when he said the next sentence. "I'm sorry to say that a funeral has been planned."

"Wh-what?" Haruhi said, her voice laced with surprise. This news was totally not expected, she thought bitterly. Who's was it? Surely it couldn't be someone from the host club… A certain blonde's face immediately popped to my head. Why was he always in my head? The encounter we had after graduation was awkward, but we're just friends… and I haven't seen him in years, for Pete's sake!

"Hello, Haruhi?" Kyoya said calmly. He's keeping it together, isn't he… the brunette thought.

"Oh.. Sorry.. I guess I just zoned out," Haruhi said, clearly nervous and anxious about the sudden news.

"This is quite a change in personality for you, Haruhi. Anyways, the funeral will be held in Japan. I'm assuming you have the funds for it, correct?" Kyoya questioned, though it was likely he already knew the answer.

"O-of course, Kyoya. But, who's… who's funeral is it?" Haruhi asked, hoping it wasn't anyone she regarded as a close friend.

"Well," Kyoya hesitated. His cool business-like tone seemed to have slipped up. "The funeral will be held for Hunny." he said gravely.

A small gasp escaped Haruhi's lips. Hunny-senpai? The one she cared for like a little brother? He was gone. But, how?

"Kyoya… when is the funeral?" she said softly, her mind reeling from shock and sadness. She was fighting not to cry. She was strong, and she was dealing with her mother's death, right? She could also try to deal with Hunny's death as well, after mourning at the funeral.

"This Saturday. I'll see you in a day or two, Haruhi." And with that, he hung up.

Hikaru furrowed his brow while absentmindedly sketching out a simple, summery dress design. Because of Kaoru's little trip to check out fabrics for some designs they were working on, Hikaru was all alone in their large apartment. Here in Italy, he and Kaoru were studying and practicing fashion design to take over the Hitachiin company. They were coming of age, at almost 19 years old.

The red-head had just received the bad news. He narrowed his eyes. How was it ever possible that sweet, innocent Hunny was… gone? It seemed like he would never pass away, considering his amazing fighting skills and Lolita-boy exterior. "It's not fair…" Hikaru said softly, a small tear rolling down his cheek. He wiped it away angrily and wished for the comfort of his brother Kaoru. Surely Kyoya contacted him, didn't he? Hikaru thought. Kaoru is coming to the apartment in a few hours. Maybe then we can schedule our trip to Japan…

Tamaki Suoh was sitting in his new room, thinking about the past… when he was the prince of the Host Club, or, more accurately, his second family. And yet, today, one member was gone. He began to sob, little tears and whimpers coming from the blonde and shivers rolling off his body. Tamaki had not taken the news well. It didn't seem real at first, it seemed like Kyoya was playing a practical joke on him - as unlikely as that seems - so he was denying it at first. Of course, he soon realized that death was not a joke… and let out his sorrows in the form of tears.

Once all the waterworks were gone and his crying was reduced to mere sniffles, he walked out of his room slowly. In the kitchen was his mother, Anne-Sophie, who was washing dishes and whistling blithely. Tamaki's grandmother finally allowed him to see his mother after the many years of them being apart. And now, after being with her for almost a year in France, he was going back to Japan. For a funeral.

So he simply walked into the kitchen and stood a few feet from the oblivious woman. "Mama…" he started. Through the noise of the running water Anne-Sophie could not hear the sadness in his voice. "I need to go back to Japan." A sniffle. "I have important… business there." He nearly choked out. A lump formed in his throat, and his eyes were burning, threatening to spill more tears.

"Alright, my dear boy," Anne-Sophie said, turning off the water and turning to face him, blonde waves settling on her shoulders. "What is it you ne-" she stopped mid-sentence when she saw the sad look in Tamaki's violet pools. She walked over to her son, and on her tip-toes, kissed his forehead in a motherly manner. "You can leave whenever," she said quietly, smoothing out his unruly hair. She wanted to get rid of his pain, to make it disappear in thin air, yet she didn't want to pry. He would usually tell her these things, but today he was acting.. odd.

"I'm leaving tomorrow," the tall blonde stated forlornly. "I'll go pack.." he trailed off and shuffled to his room, closing his door with a timid click. Anne-Sophie was left worried, hoping everything would turn out alright.

Kaoru opened the door softly three hours later, worry seen in his handsome features. "Hika… he's really gone, isn't he?" the twin red-head said, sitting down on a chair sadly. Hikaru turned to face him. "Yeah." Not wanting to talk about it anymore, he added, "We're leaving for Japan tomorrow, and we're probably going to stay there for a few weeks, too. Not only will there be the funeral, but all of the host club will be there, and they're probably staying there for a while…" Hikaru trailed off, simply looking at his brother.

At the same time, both of them seemed to reach to each other for a hug.

A/N: Aww, I feel so bad for everyone in the Host Club… we reaaallly didn't want to kill anyone off, but since we made this story, we had to. ;_; Thanks so much for reading, and I promise, I will try to put up the next chapter as soon as possible.

Oh, and by the way, if any of you were confused, Haruhi finished high school early by taking extra classes, so she ended up going to college early, too. (Therefore, she hasn't seen the members of the host club the longest out of everyone.) She is almost to the second year of becoming a lawyer in the first chapter.

Now, I don't know much about college and high school, considering I haven't experienced any of that, so I'm sorry if the years were cut short or it seems like I don't know what I'm talking about. (well, I don't :P) If it seems so, let's just say Haruhi's massive studying really paid off in the long run. XDD

As always, reviews help the grand motivation bar rise! Thanks. :D