A/N: I can't believe I'm actually sticking to what I said about this coming out on Sunday! But I'm so uber proud of myself for keeping to this, and it's mostly thanks to me seeing the views and visitors I've gotten, so thanks to all you people who are reading my story, and don't forget to comment!

She ran down the streets in the dark blindly. She was so caught up in trying to get home quickly, she had accidentally taken a wrong turn, and was now completely lost. Running a hand through her short hair she sighed. "Being directionally challenged helps nothing at all…"She said quietly to herself. She sat down on the curb, hung her head and let out a depressed sigh.

"Hey, kid."

Haruhi raised her head to find herself looking in the eyes of a completely stranger. He appeared friendly enough anyways- dark brown hair, gold coloured eyes… you know, he was actually kind of cute…

"You lost there?" He crouched down so he was eye level with Haruhi.

"U-Um… yeah." She responded as she averted his eyes.

He looked closer at Haruhi. "This is strange to ask, but are you a girl?" He scratched the back of his head and turned his head like a puppy would.

Haruhi blushed heavily and immediately looked at the boy. "U-uh.. well.. um…." What was this? She was acting completely out of character…

"Aha! I knew it! So you go to Ouran Academy huh?" He held out his hand as a motion to help Haruhi up.

"Yeah, I never went home yet today, so I wasn't able to change out of this uniform…" She took his hand and stood up, brushing herself off and looking everywhere except at him.

"So if you don't mind my asking, why are you wearing the boy's uniform?" Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a cigarette and a lighter.

"It's a really long story." Haruhi gave a slight chuckle as she remembered the whole story. When she finally got back to Earth she looked at the boy and stuck out her hand." I'm Haruhi Fujioka. Nice to meet you."

He lit his cigarette and shook her hand." Asato here. So... you wanna hang with me for a bit?"

"That'd be fun and all, but it's late, so I will be going home now." She picked up her bag off the ground and slung it over her shoulder.

"Hey hey wait, come on it'll be fun!" He pleaded.

"I said no, so.." She brushed past the boy and headed on her way, or so she had hoped. Asato grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

"Come on, let's go." He covered her mouth with his hand and dragged her into a nearby alley.

"Master Tamaki, just where do you think you're going at this hour?"

"I wanted to go for a drive, I just need to clear my head for a bit. I have a really bad feeling about something… I just can't put my finger on it." Tamaki covered his face with his hands and then rubbed his eyes. "It's really bothering me."

"Well, let your driver drive you at the least." The servant replied.

"Alright… I'll be off then." Tamaki threw a jacket on and headed out.

He threw her against the wall with a soft thud. Haruhi's head hit the stone wall which made the back of her head bleed slightly. She curled herself a little and held the back of her head. Asato whistled a strange tune, and more men appeared from down the alley. Asato whispered something to them, and a gleaming weapon was passed around. Haruhi wasted no time standing up, but Asato wasted no time either. Cocking the gun, he pointed it at her, about a centimeter away from her face.

"Don't move bitch." He said with a grin," Since you go to Ouran, you must own a fortune, so we'll be holding you for a ransom."

She nudged forward a little bit. "B-"Haruhi had no time to explain she wasn't as filthy rich as he thought because Asato had nailed her in the side of the head with the handle of the gun. She collapsed on the ground, and held her head once again.

"I said, don't move." He gave a forceful kick that knocked her into back against the wall.

"And just what will you do if I do move?" She made to get up and watched as Asato's face turned to pure hatred.

"Slut!" He muttered. Grabbing the colar of her shirt he pulled her so close that she could smell his ghastly breath. "I think we both know what happens if you do move." He drew back his fist, and was so close to coming into contact with Haruhi's pale skin when he showed up.

"Don't you dare touch her!" Tamaki finally arrived, (about time too.).

Asato pointed his gun at Tamaki, but a second too late. Tamaki was already there, with his fist on Asato's face. He grabbed Haruhi and dashed back down the alley where his car was waiting. Hastily he through Haruhi in and climbed in on the other side.

And Haruhi had no say.

"What the hell were you doing! You idiot, they had a gun on you!" Tamaki leaned over to look at Haruhi. She was looking down, and looked smaller than usual. Her hands were intertwined together, and her entire body was shaking.

"I… thank you…" She whispered quietly.

Tamaki sighed and sat back in his seat. He folded his arms," I won't question you anymore about it tonight, but tomorrow morning I do expect some answers as your father of course!"

Haruhi looked over at him," Tomorrow morning?"

He laughed a little bit." Well, you won't let me go to your house remember? So you'll just have to spend the night at your dear father's house!"

"Oh god help me."

A/N: I apologize for when I was writing this… I went through some indirect heartbreak and it just really killed me for a bit and I'm kind of worried it might've changed the writing….so I really do apologize for that so anyways, keep an eye out for the next chapter which may take a little longer than usual, and don't forget to comment- it'd really help me out!