Me: So…didn't do an update in a quite a while.
Kaoru: Yeah probably waiting for me to turn into an idiot, weren't you?
Me: *Smiles* Nope! Just waiting for the right time to behead you, nothing more! Though there is a fat chance you might not be alive after that!
Hikaru: Kaoru and his humongous mouth. How am I the childish one?
Me: Good point.
Kaoru: You guys…
Me: Talk like a loudmouth and this is a TamaHaru fanfic, idiot.
Kaoru: *snaps his mouth shut*
Hikaru: Well he certainly is a pervert. Wants Haruhi all to himself.
Me: Haven't you noticed before? *Rolls eyes*
Hikaru: True. On with the credits. Can I say it?
Me: Eh, sure.
Hikaru: InfiniteSnow doesn't own OHSHC or any of the characters, but owns any OC's made up (like my Azumi). She owns the plot, though.
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Mrs. Harumi was so worried. Haruhi was gone for almost a year now, and this is becoming scary.
Ranka didn't care that his daughter was gone, and this enraged her to know that a parent doesn't care about his daughter's whereabouts. What if Haruhi was dead? No, don't think like that. Haruhi wouldn't like that.
Huffing, Mrs. Harumi worked her way up to the court.
Yep, she filed a case against Ranka for the child abuse he gave to Haruhi, and she was going to win, with all the evidence.
She pulled her scarf down as she entered the court room. She had a game face on. She will not leave until Haruhi is given the rightful justice that she deserves for all these empty years of being abused, tortured like she was nothing.
She entered in the court room and sat in her respective seat with her attorney. She will be Haruhi's voice. She will be the one to speak for Haruhi as she was too scared to go against her own father.
The lady's eyes turned sharply to Ranka, who was obviously looking angry for being yanked out of a party at the bar with his friends.
The lady hated the man down to the core. She sent icy stabs of glare down his throat saying, 'I will finish you off'.
Ranka didn't like this and gulped, even in his drunken state, he was shivering underneath the lady's glare.
Mrs. Harumi smiled a deadly smile, making Ranka shrink back in fear.
Get ready to have a taste of your own medicine. Get ready to enjoy hell.
[6 hours later…]
Ranka had pleaded not guilty, but all the evidence Mrs. Harumi had give (pictures of her bruises, recordings of Ranka screaming insults at Haruhi and slamming glass bottles at her, shoving her down the stairs, cutting her arms and legs with knives, shoving her face-first in the snow and slamming the door behind her locking her out, etc…etc…), made the judge glare at Ranka in the middle of his pleadings for him to 'shut the hell up' and for Mrs. Harumi to kindly continue.
The jury came out and went onto their stands, and the judge wanted to know one thing.
"Where is Haruhi Fujioka, Mrs. Harumi?" the judge asked with kind eyes towards the lady motioning his hand for her to continue.
A lump formed in her throat, "I-I don't know. The last day I saw her was on the last day of semester right before a Christmas break, one year ago. She got a call from her drunken father saying he doesn't care if she shows at his doorstop or not, gladly disposing of her. I was enraged at this, but she looked at me with lifeless eyes and said this happened every day. She says her father told her everyday her father said he never loved her, so this wasn't different. Then she left and I never saw her after that, even after the break ended."
"Then with that description, the jury came to a unanimous decision," the judge nodded his head towards one of the jury members.
A skinny man stood and said, "Sir, with all the evidences the lady provided, we are deciding that Ranka, no doubt, is very much guilty. Please carry out the charges with his behavior and actions."
The man sat right back down, and Ranka broke apart, pleading, slamming his fists, and sobbing tears through his makeup and overly frilly dress complete with high heels and fishnet stockings. It looked hideous and disgusting. The judge wrinkled his nose in disgust.
"Take him to his cell," the judge moved his head away to not look at the hideous transvestite being dragged to his ultimate doom.
Ms. Harumi smiled.
I will make sure you are brought to justice, Haruhi-chan.
Just wait…
I will find you and adopt you and make sure you get all the love and attention you lacked for over 10 years.
Haruhi…wait for the day…
The voice echoed and echoed like a little butterfly flying away from Haruhi.
"Dad…?" she murmured to herself in her sleep, "what have you done this time…?"
Unknown to her, Azumi was watching her with worried eyes in the corner of her rooms.
Haruhi shot up when she heard the slightest of rustle in one of the four dark corners of her room. Did one of those identical freaks decided it is fun to give her a heart attack right before she gets up?
"Haru-chan, it is just me, no need to worry, my pesky husband or his brother didn't sneak in," Azumi laughed as she waved her arms.
Haruhi measurably relaxed when she realized who the sneaky person was.
"Azu-nee! You gave me a heart attack!" she put a hand over her heart to dramatize the effect.
"Hey, Haruhi?" she nervously rubbed her hands together.
"Yeah?" Haruhi didn't know why Azumi was so nervous all of a sudden, "something happen between you and your lovebird?" she teased.
"N-no! It's just that the twins' mother and father invited other vampires for a banquet and they expect you to come as well," Azumi tried to wipe off the blush on her cheeks.
"And more opportunities to become a vampire," Haruhi drawled and then flopped lazily on her bed.
Dusk was starting and for vampires, it felt like the middle of the night for them.
Perfect time for dinnertime.
"Haruhi! I have to make sure you are in a dress and down there! I am pretty sure Kaoru will give me the evil looks if I don't!" Azumi pulled Haruhi out of the bed and shoved her to the dressing room.
"Since when were you so scared of Kaoru-kun?" Haruhi lazily lifted an eyebrow at Azumi.
"Since that guy had become scarier when he walks down the hallways muttering incoherent things under his breath," Azumi rolled her eyes and went to the closet to find the perfect dress.
She found the perfect one. A long, dark midnight blue gown that reached her ankles and ended in a slight bubble skirt. A black ribbon went around the waist line and the ends of the ribbon were tied together in an elegant black bow with the ends trailing as low to her knee level, not to mention it was an off-shoulder dress, with silver stars decorating the place where the strap of the dress went around her left shoulder. The shoes were simple yet elegant black flats, and her hair was curled but her bangs perfect and straight, left the same and untouched.
Haruhi changed into the dress and flats, and turned her eyes to Azumi, worried.
"What are you going to wear, Azu-onee-chan?" she asked.
"I have my dress here," and with that, Azumi produced a strapless mahogany gown that went to her ankles, and black high heels that made her seem taller.
Azumi went to change into it and came out, with her dress and heels on, and her short cropped hair brushed down.
"Wish I looked like you. Short hair is easier to manage," Haruhi wagged around her left index finger in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Yes, but then no one can play with short hair like I can do with your hair," Azumi took a hand and softly ruffled Haruhi's hair, making sure not to mess up the style.
Haruhi pouted.
"Come now, they are waiting," Azumi stretched out her hand and Haruhi queasily took it.
[Downstairs]
"Ah what a delicious scent I smell from upstairs. Human, I presume?" Tamaki waved around the ice in his wine.
"She smells irresistible, right Takashi?" a little boy snickered, and looked at his companion for confirmation.
"Yeah," he shrugged.
"None of your business. The girl is whole-heartedly welcomed and you have no rights whatsoever to snoop in our business," the twins' mother scolded Tamaki.
"But I don't remember the Vampire Council knowing about this," a dark haired man scribbled a few notes in his notebook and looked up.
"Kyoya, please keep quiet about this…" Hikaru muttered.
Kyoya pushed the rim of his glasses up and set his little black notebook down along with the worn-out pen he always uses. Giving a dark smile, "Yes, unless you disclose some information to me, I will go right to the council and tell them everything."
Hikaru gulped and the mother froze.
"Shall we just go ahead tomorrow night and disclose the news to them as they aren't willing to comply with us?" Tamaki smirked and sipped his wine.
"Yeah, we have all the right to know," the little blondie darkly chuckled.
Takashi stood quiet as a way to agree with his midget companion, Hunny.
"I will disclose the information," a new quiet voice spoke.
All the heads turned towards Mizumi, who was holding a tray of bread. She set it down and turned towards Kyoya with cold glass eyes.
Nevertheless, she bowed her head and muttered, "In the living room, master, after dinner."
Kyoya smirked and then gave a fake business smile, "My pleasure, Mizumi. Now where are they, those two?"
"Right here," a bold voice broke in.
There stood Azumi in her mahogany dress, short curled hair and black heels and Haruhi in her midnight off-shoulder bubble skirt end dress with black flats and curled hair.
Kaoru sucked in a breath when Haruhi gently lifted her long brown hair away from her neck to one side, completely exposing her neck to him, from where he was sitting.
When he felt his fangs throb painfully to sink into her soft, snowy, porcelain neck, he took out five blood tablets and shoved it down his water glass when no one was looking.
Only there was one. It was Kyoya, who darkly chuckled and noted down about Kaoru's thirst for Haruhi in his notebook. Now I have something to ask him, Kyoya smirked, after I am done interrogating his maid.
Kaoru paled when he saw that Kyoya noticed. Of course he would.
What WOULDN'T the shadow king notice?
Kaoru noticed the Shadow King smirking at him and knew that he would have to do a bit of explaining.
Then a little piece of paper appeared in his hand.
Kaoru unfolded it, and his heart dropped at the message.
Dear little lover boy,
You are going to tell me everything, or the council will know, and you are surely in trouble.
If you do not want them to know, then I suggest you do what I want you to do.
If you don't, well you know what will happen.
Kyoya
Kaoru nodded and Kyoya knew this would be his answer. Giving a curt nod, they started dinner, in a very much tense atmosphere, as Tamaki had his sights on Haruhi.
Tamaki was rather irritated that Haruhi wasn't giving him a second glance, and rather interested in her food than him.
Noticing the blonde's frustration, the little one tilted his head in amusement and asked, "What wilts my King's heart today?"
Tamaki growled, almost bending his fork in two, "It seems like the little flower has no interest in me."
Hunny chuckled and held up a deck of cards.
"I can try to help, my king, but at a price. And my methods of workings might not work, I must admit but they can work at the same time," Hunny shuffled the deck of cards.
Tamaki grinned. Even if it won't work, a try is better than nothing, isn't it…?
Hunny offered the deck to him and grinned, "Pick any two cards…any two…"
Tamki picked two cards at either side of the laid out deck, and looked at them and grinned.
King and Queen of Spade. The only question is…
Will Haruhi become his Spade Queen or not?
Hunny grinned and Tamaki pocketed the cards he picked out.
[After Dinner]
Haruhi and Azumi went out to the gardens and Kaoru and Kyoya were left in the empty living room after Mizumi enclosed any information she had about Haruhi.
"Spill," Kyoya smirked at Kaoru.
"What do you want me to tell?" Kaoru shot back a glare at the shadow king.
"What do you see in her?" Kyoya narrowed his eyes in interest at the nervous vampire in front of him.
"I don't know. All I know that every day passes the thirst is becoming more and more and she seems to make it harder to resist," Kaoru clutched his throat.
Kyoya sneered, "Yes I can see that, you dense little boy. I can see that you have doubled the dosage of blood tablets to water. You know, putting five blood tablets instead of the normal two in your wineglass isn't going to make the concentration stronger."
Kaoru gasped underneath the pain of his throat, the images of Haruhi's soft, creamy porcelain neck flash into his mind. The pain in his mouth doubled at the thought of the girl in her evening attire.
"My, my, my how pathetic," Kyoya's voice grew cold as he watched Kaoru almost double over in pain.
Just in time, Hikaru came running in.
"Kyoya, you asked him all the questions you want! Now you leave!" Hikaru went to Kaoru's side and helped him stand up.
Azumi came in and the moment she saw Kyoya, her face turned into one of disgust and she ushered Haruhi up the stairs.
"I will be there in time for bedtime," she promised Haruhi.
Once Haruhi, with a little bit of persuading and pleading, went upstairs with a confused look onto her face as to what was happening, she turned her face to Kyoya, from a soft smile (meant for Haruhi) to a murderous glare.
"What do you want from us, you monster?" she seethed underneath her teeth.
"Still holding a grudge against me, aren't you…Azumi-koi?" he smirked at the informal honorific.
Hikaru's hand balled up in anger as he wanted to throttle the Shadow King.
But Kyoya was on good terms with the Vampire Council, and if any of the noble families, vampire of highest ranks, laid a hand on him, a noble himself with a high rank of a Council Member, they were bound to lose their mark of nobility for good.
Kaoru's eyes widened at the sight. Since when was his brother's wife on bad terms with Kyoya.
"Stupid honorific for such a merciless murderer," Azumi snarled.
The whole room tensed, and even Azumi herself seethed with anger that the Shadow King made no attempts of fear or emotion.
He merely smirked and slyly circled Azumi, breathing in the scent of her rose neck, "But that incident is so much into the past. Why are you not over it yet?"
"Over what yet," Hikaru wanted to end Kyoya's life so he doesn't do anything reckless.
"He killed my sister," Azumi fought the tears that were spilling on her cheeks.
"Now, now, now. I didn't kill her, you know that much, don't you?" Kyoya feigned a hurt expression at Azumi's words as he let his right thumb roughly wipe away her tears.
"Don't touch me!" she slapped his hand away, and Kyoya took a step back from her, with a smirk on his face.
Azumi turned her head towards Hikaru, who was in big need of an explanation.
"He knew my sister was in love with someone. So he used him and manipulated him into killing my sister by draining her of all her blood. He did this because my sister was standing in his way of me becoming his stupid 'Queen' as he states it," Azumi roughly jabbed away her tears with her left hand.
Hikaru was infuriated that Kyoya wanted his wife. Walking around in five long strides he pulled Azumi into his arms and shot Kyoya a glare and had to use the stupid honorifics in his farwell, "Ohtori-sama, you have all the information you ever need. You know what is going on so I request you formally to please take your leave right now."
Hikaru gritted his teeth at such formality he had to give to such a despicable young man.
Just then, Tamaki, Mitsukuni, and Takashi came to Kyoya's side.
"My, where is the beautiful flower that captured my heart?" Tamaki put a hand over his heart and longingly looked up the stairs where he knew Haruhi took, from her exotic human scent forming a trail up the velvet stairs.
"His soon-to-be Queen shouldn't shy away from him, it is a waste of his beauty," Mitsukuni nodded his head at Tamaki's words.
Kaoru's fists tightened at this. This was a bad idea, that Haruhi joined them for their dinner.
Tamaki Suoh was from a high royal family just like the Hitachiin, Haninozuka, Ohtori, and Morinozuka. They were the five royal bloodlines. Their blood was highly desired as being the status of pureblooded (borrowing a concept from VK, for those of you who know the manga/anime), their bite could turn mere humans into their status of purebloods (not an idea from VK, as pureblood status from the manga was derived through hereditary, but I want to use my idea in this fanfic, so no angry PM's).
Let me scratch this out. They weren't merely noble. They were royal.
But, for most part, purebloods almost never interfered with marrying anyone else than their own family members, except for when Hikaru fell in love with Azumi a noble vampire, and he converted her. Alas, no matter how many times they could bite nobles and provide their blood, purebloods will always remain scarce in their vampire society, having blood with no human trace in it.
Now the real controversy starts with the love towards a human.
"You will not touch her, you have no right whatsoever," Kaoru scowled at anyone sinking their fangs into her soft neck. She was his and his only.
"Try me," Tamaki's purple eyes darkened into a deep violet, and he flashed out a King of Spade and a Queen of Spade in his long fingers.
When he saw the cards, his eyes widened in horror at the Queen card. That card could only represent…
"If you are too dumb to realize, the Queen of Spade represents Haruhi, who will be mine if you are too slow to move," Tamaki sneered as he gently kissed the crown of the Queen's head in the card.
Kaoru glowered in anger. He can't just go up to her and fulfill his desires by biting her and marking her as his!
For god's sakes, she is still traumatized! Her mother died when she was little and for about ten years she suffered immense torturing from her transvestite father for being the cause of death of her mother!
"All right, relax my dear little purebloods," Kyoya chuckled in amusement at the dark atmosphere growing between Kaoru and Tamaki.
He swiftly turned on his heels and called over his shoulder, "And quit your worthless antics, Suoh. We have matters to discuss, as well as Haninozuka-san and Morinozuka-san. I got the information so I guess I have no choice to keep quiet about this." He ended his little sadistic story with a disappointed sigh that he was this close to blackmailing them.
Glaring at Kaoru one last time, Tamaki shoved the cards in his jacket pocket and mirrored Kyoya's footsteps.
Mitsukuni snickered and ran along to meet Tamaki's footsteps. Takashi merely followed Mitsukuni's footsteps to make sure he doesn't do anything murderous in his dark state.
Hikaru ran to Kaoru who weakly fell to the ground. Azumi ruffled Kaoru's hair and he looked up at her with confusion in his eyes.
"I thought your hobby was to insult me to death," Kaoru crinkled his eyebrows in confusion and curiosity.
"I love you as a brother, and I love Haruhi as a sister. I will do anything to make sure she is safe. So how can you expect me to tease you in such a situation like this?" Azumi sadly gestured the empty living room.
"I guess the blood tablets are losing the desired effect. Keep using them I guess, until we must switch over to blood pouches from the nearby blood bank," Hikaru was rubbing his forehead in ways to prolong his ultimate Thirst.
Kaoru nodded but couldn't budge.
"Come on, brother, let me help you to your room," Hikaru softened at his brother's pitiful state.
Kaoru meekly nodded and let Hikaru support him to his room.
Azumi looked to the beautiful moon and whispered, "Oh beautiful Diana*, Lady Of The Moon, you have created a masterpiece. But now what situation have you created for us?"
And yes, yes indeed it was rather intriguing how this will pick up from right here…
Like a chessboard of events.
Author's note:
Diana* - the roman name for Artemis, lady of the woods, Goddess of the Moon as her brother (Apollo) is the God of the Sun. She is against marriage, exactly why Azumi is questioning why does she want Haruhi to marry all of a sudden.
And do not PM me that this is a good ending with dramatic tears. It is not and if you PM me I will ignore. This story is over when the status for this story is marked 'complete' by me.
SO: NO TEARY PRIVATE MESSAGES.
Thanks!