I'm sorry if you don't find the first couple chapters very interesting, I promise it will get better.

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All Haruhi wanted was a quiet place to study. The fact that all of Ouran's libraries were filled with students should have surprised her, if it were not for the fact that they were all there just to gossip about recent events. A rumor was going around that a small group of third year students had disappeared directly from school grounds only a few days ago. Haruhi had no idea if the rumors were true, as she didn't know the third year students, or any other students, for that matter. Assuming that what she heard was true, she wasn't particularly concerned for the students, anyways. Their families were most likely wealthy beyond belief, and they probably had the means of getting their sons and daughters back, whoever they may be.

Haruhi suddenly realized that she had let her mind wander off again when she found herself in an unfamiliar wing of the unnecessarily large school. There weren't many others roaming the halls in this area, so she decided that there was a chance that she would be able to find an empty room nearby to do some studying in for a while before she met the evening train that would take her home.

The doors to an abandoned music room caught her eye.

Just as she was about to reach for the handle of the door, she felt a strong hand grab her wrist from behind her. She tried to turn to face her attacker, only to feel another hand wrap itself around her other wrist. She tried in vain to twist out of the person's tight grasp, only to feel the hands hold tighter.

When she realized that there was no way to escape, she had to resort to her last form of defense. She screamed, louder than she ever imagined she would have to. She was a quick thinker, contemplating ahead enough to remember that there were other students at her school who had been kidnapped, likely by the same person or people, and her father wouldn't be able to afford a private investigator to search for her. Plus, if she wasn't back in her neighborhood before nine o'clock, she would miss the sale on instant coffee at the supermarket down the street.

That's right. In a split second, Haruhi Fujioka was thinking about the less important inconveniences that came along with being kidnapped.

Another large hand over her mouth muffled a second scream. Haruhi was getting very worried now. What if no one had heard her?

The doors of the music room opening up and six intimidating figures stepping out was the last thing she saw before the sweet smell of chloroform overpowered her senses and left her in a dizzy sleep.

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Haruhi woke up on a soft couch in an unfamiliar place. There was darkness all around her. She could sense that she must have been inside some sort of moving vehicle, but her dizziness made it impossible to tell how fast they were going. She pulled herself up into a sitting position. It was then that she realized that she had a pounding headache. Her hands reached up to grab the sides of her head, where she felt a cloth. It was wrapped tightly over her eyes like a blindfold. She was about to pull it off when she heard a small, childish voice speak to her from across the seat she was sitting on.

"I wouldn't take that off if I were you," the voice said, almost threateningly.

"Huh?" she tried to say, but all that came out were inaudible murmurs. She found it hard to concentrate on finding out what was happening to her when she was so dizzy.

There were other voices in the car, saying things she couldn't make out. Who were they? Where were they taking her?

She fell back down on the soft seat. She let herself fall asleep once more in hopes that when she awoke, she would realize that it had all been a bad dream.

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The other people in the car merely glanced up when their 'captive' sat up on the seat. There had been a slight moment of panic when he had started to take off the blindfold, but he was quickly stopped by the shortest passenger of the car. As much as they all wanted to tell the boy (who was dressed in a dark sweatshirt and thick glasses- they just agreed with their leader, who had assumed that this person was a boy) he was being taken back to his own home, they knew that they couldn't tell him anything about who they were or why he had almost been kidnapped. They knew that he would be dizzy and confused from the chloroform his attacker (who had unfortunately escaped) had used, so they weren't particularly worried about him enough to tie his hands together.

It was when he collapsed back down into a troubled sleep that his 'captors' started discussing the more pressing matters that brought the 'boy' to them. The truth was that they had rescued him from being kidnapped like the third year students, and it had been sheer dumb luck that his attacker had chosen to make their move right in front of the room where they held a host club after school every day. It was only a cover, keeping the students at the school from discovering the true reason the six of them were there.

The attacker had unfortunately gotten away before they had been able to detain him.

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A/N- I actually found this story/chapter in a random folder on my computer when I was deleting some random files. This was written almost a year ago, and I must have just forgotten about it or something...

Review please, then I'll post the next chapter.