DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own OHSHC nor do I own the characters. They belong to Bisco Hatori. The original plot for this story belongs to ibanana.

A Stray

~Chapter 6~

Haruhi woke to the touch of sunlight illuminating her skin, warming her instantly. For some odd reason, she felt the bed was much comfier than any other time before when she had rested upon it. She didn't know why…

But she liked it.

She sighed and cuddled into what she believed was a big, warm pillow. Yeah, this was nice. A small smile crept onto her lips as she wrapped her arms around it. But… the texture of the pillow… it was all wrong. It was as if there was skin there. Her eyebrows furrowed as she felt arm-like limbs wrap around her waist and something on the bed somewhere near her move. This is odd; dream or not.

Her eyes slipped open and the sight before her made her freeze in panic. She was hugging a guy. And not just any guy, he was on the news! That one… heir to the Suoh industries or whatever that was! His eyes were closed as he let out a satisfied sigh. What the heck?

Just as she thought she was calm enough to wake the boy up, there was a shift on the bed. She knew that neither she nor the guy she was hugging moved. So, turning her head so that she would be able to see behind her, she saw another guy, probably the same age as the Suoh dude, facing her as he slept peacefully.

He was the friend of Suoh. He was on the News too. And since he wasn't pressed up against her, Haruhi noticed something very… vital:

He was completely naked.

Slightly panicking, Haruhi turned to face the boy her arms were wrapped around, noticing for the first time that the torso of this guy was bare as well. She gulped. She could only suspect that there was nothing on him underneath the sheets.

From the feeling she was getting, she knew she was fully dressed. And she knew that she had no memories of the two of them being here when she fell asleep; just Tamaki… and Kyo…

Shifting so she'd have a better look, Haruhi let her eyes scan the room for her beloved 'pets'- more like friends. They weren't anywhere in sight!

Okay, now Haruhi was freaking out. She's having a panic attack! She's going completely bonkers! How the hell did these guys get in here without waking neither her nor her father up? Why the heck are they naked? And where were her puppies?

Haruhi didn't know what to do. Should she wait until they wake up? No, that might take too long… So what? She was completely stumped. She tried to get out of the boy's grip, maybe even wake him up. But the only thing that he did was get a firmer grip around her waist. Haruhi huffed an impatient, panicked breath. A scream was crawling up her throat. If she didn't get away from them now, she would definitely have a panic over-load. Seriously, why won't he let her go?

Finally, she couldn't take it any longer. All of these unanswered questions and worked up emotions reigned supreme in her mind. She did the only thing she could do:

She screamed.

Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin stretched, looking around at their surroundings of the 3rd Music Room. This used to be their room for their club: the Host Club. But, now that they were turned into an- wait a minute…

The two looked at each other and gasped. Instead of two furry little kittens, there were the faces of humans. It was… their faces.

The both of them gasped and cheered in delight, jumping up and hugging each other. It was then that the both of the noticed the other, quite awkward, situation. Both were completely nude. They blushed, although they already suspected this (and they were twins-brothers in fact. They've already seen all this) and jumped quite dramatically from each other.

"Oh, how embarrassing!" Kaoru cried, placing his pointer finger on his bottom lip. "I can't believe it…"

"Believe what, Kaoru?" Hikaru asked, playing along with his brother.

"We're…."

Hikaru's expression visibly darkened. "You're saying you don't like what you see?" He asked as he pulled his younger brother into a loose hug.

"N-no, Hikaru, it's not that!" Kaoru panicked. "I-"

"Shh," Hikaru purred. "It's alright. I understand."

"Oh, Hikaru," Kaoru smiled lovingly up at his brother.

"Oh, Kaoru…"

"That's enough," a monotone voice said as the door opened, revealing a fully dressed Mori and a fully dressed Honey. "We have a problem."

"What is it?" The twins asked as they slipped on the clothes the elder two threw at them.

"It's Tamaki and Kyoya," Honey said, leading a blindfolded Renge into the room. "They're still at that girl's house. And since we've changed back, they should have too."

"And the fact that they are totally naked…" Mori trailed off.

The twins shrugged and grinned as they finished buttoning up their uniform's blazer. "We'll just have to hope and pray for their safety. After all, you never know what commoners may do in that situation! They might get pretty beaten!" They started laughing.

"Hm," Mori hummed.

"I hope Tama-chan and Kyo-chan are alright…" Honey whimpered.

Tamaki's eyes fluttered open after hearing the scream emanating from the one next to him: Haruhi.

Something was wrong, he could already feel it. He felt… bigger, stronger… more …. Human? What the…

His eyes fluttered open as he sat up and held whatever that was that he was hugging closer to his chest.

"What's going on?" he yelled, sounding a bit sleepy as he looked around to inspect the room he was in.

…Wait… he yelled?

Tamaki heard a frightened peep coming out of the object he was hugging and he looked down with a gasp. There, in his arms, was a completely disgruntled looking Haruhi, a bit of surprise in her confused and frightened frame, eyes completely wide.

Tamaki lifted up his hand off of Haruhi's waist and turned it around in front of him as if it were some alien from outter space.

"I have a hand," he muttered in disbelief.

"What the hell are you talking about, Tamaki?" Kyoya sat up, rubbing his eyes with his glasses (where did they come from, again?) in his hand.

"T-tamaki?" Haruhi squeeked.

Said boy, and the other one, looked down at the frightened girl with wide eyes. Then at each other; then back again. The only thing they could possibly think of was this: 'shit…'

"Wait, how did you get in here?" Haruhi rushed out of her lips, speaking with a shaky voice. "Why are you in here?"

"Haruhi, we-" Tamaki was cut off.

"How do you know my name?" Haruhi practically yelled as she jumped off of the bed to get away from the two teenage boys.

Tamaki started getting up, taking the blanket off of him as he said, "Haruhi, wait, please list-"

Haruhi squeaked a bit as she turned a bright red and backed up until her back was to her door, covering her eyes with her hands cutely. "A-and why are y-you naked?"

Tamaki looked down at himself and lo-and-behold, he found himself in the same predicament that she had mentioned. Not to mention it, but Kyoya was as well.

Tamaki turned a bright red as he made to cover himself up again with the blanket. And when he did, he looked back up at Haruhi with a slight blush still coating his cheeks. "May I borrow something to wear? Kyo too, please," Tamaki asked shyly.

Hesitantly, Haruhi peeked through her fingers. She sighed with relief when she found it was safe, though her blush didn't lessen any shade. "Y-yeah… stay right here, o-okay?"

And with that, Haruhi slipped out of her room and into the hallway.

"Haruhi, are you okay?" Haruhi jumped when she heard Ranka's voice coming from the kitchen.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine," she answered. She knew if she told her father what had really happened, things would just get a lot worse.

"Alright. I'm going to be leaving soon, so make sure to stay safe," Ranka said.

"Yes, Dad," she said as she snuck into his room, grabbing a couple of sweats, underwear (though it was quite embarrassing) and shirts.

She slipped out and closed the door, heading towards into her room just in time. "I'll be in my room if you need me," she said, closing the door behind her.

Once it was carefully done, she sighed thankfully, literally sliding all the way to the floor and into the fetal position as she closed her eyes. And then, remembering why all this was happening, she opened her eyes and looked at the two teenage boys occupying her bed.

And they were looking straight back at her.

Gulping, she stood up and headed towards the two, handing the bundle of clothes somewhat awkwardly to the blond haired one. "Here. Now… get changed."

Haruhi went back to the door, sat with her back to it, and covered her eyes, legs spread out as she tried to tune out the shuffling of clothes against skin. Oh, how awkward can this get?

Tamaki got onto his hands and knees after he finished dressing. Slowly and quietly, he crawled in between Haruhi's legs and stared her in the face. Kyoya just watched in amusement.

"Haruhi-"

After hearing his voice right in front of her, she jumped, giving out a little scream. He hands flew from her eyes and said things fluttered open. She stared at him, wide eyed, as he got over his surprise and gave her a calm and sheepish smile.

"Please, don't be afraid," Tamaki said, noticing Haruhi's frightened look. "It's me! Don't you recognize me?"

"Y-you're that one guy that has gone missing… something Suoh," Haruhi stuttered, giving Tamaki a questioning look.

"No- well, yes, but- that's not what I meant!" Tamaki stuttered, getting more agitated by the second. "It's me, Tamaki! I'm that little puppy from all these weeks! And that is Kyo!" Tamaki said, pointing towards Kyoya. "His real name is Kyoya, but it doesn't really matter. It's really us Haruhi!"

Haruhi blinked once. Twice. Thrice. "How in the world are you two supposed to be those little puppies that I found weeks ago?"

"Please, believe me!" Tamaki begged when Haruhi looked at the two as if they were crazy. He leaned his face in closer to Haruhi's. "Please, Haruhi! Ask us any question, or at least just me, from the first time you picked that little golden retriever up off of the streets with the same violet eyes as me!"

Haruhi wondered just how he could say all that in one sentence. And then, she took his request into meaning.

"What was I doing when I found you?" she asked.

"You were going back to your apartment from grocery shopping and I was following you like an awkward pup."

Haruhi raised her brow at his response but shook the weirdness away. "What was my friend's name? The one that helped me up after his team hit me in the head with a baseball."

"Arai. You know, I still don't like him," Tamaki uttered.

Hmm, impressive, Haruhi thought. "What's my Dad's name?"

"He likes to be called Ranka but his real name is Ryouji Fujioka and he's a transvestite who works in a gay bar to support the two of you for a living!" Tamaki said, breathing only when his sentence was finished.

"And where's my mother?"

"She passed away when you were very young and you've been taking care of the apartment ever since, taking on the responsibility all by yourself as your father works," Tamaki said quietly, knowing the two of them were going into pretty sensitive business.

"…What was her name?"

Tamaki looked deep into Haruhi's eyes and gave her a sad, comforting smile. "You never told us."

He watched as Haruhi looked down at the ground… or maybe his hands. He couldn't tell.

It was quiet before Haruhi lifted her eyes to meet 'Tamaki'-s. And what she saw surprised her: the same eyes as her puppy. They looked exactly the same. And they were so bright and full of concern and they were absolutely beautiful, at least to her.

A small smile adorned her lips. "Her name was Kotoko."

Tamaki blinked in surprise. "Kotoko?"

"Yeah," Haruhi replied. "And she was the best mother ever."

"What she means is she believes us, Tamaki," Kyoya finally said, deciding now was the best time to place his input on the situation.

Tamaki laid his eyes on Haruhi and looked at her with wide, hopeful eyes. "Really?"

With the way he was looking at her, she knew immediately that this really was her Tamaki. "Yeah. I believe you."

Tamaki threw his arms around Haruhi in a happy, ecstatic hug. "Yay! She believes us, Kyoya! Can you believe it?"

"Actually," Haruhi started, her words muffled from Tamaki's hug, "at first, I thought you were crazy and had just escaped from the loony bin."

All of a sudden, Haruhi's arms were empty (because she was returning the hug after all) and Tamaki was in the corner, his knees pressed against his chest.

"And there he goes again," Kyoya muttered, annoyed. "Shall we just laze about all day, or are we going to do something about our predicament?"

Haruhi sighed and stood up. Quite awkwardly, Haruhi got up and made her way towards Tamaki, hesitantly tapping him on the shoulder.

Tamaki looked up, teary eyed.

"Hey, we should talk," Haruhi said softly, "like what Kyo… Kyoya said."

Tamaki sniffed. "I-I guess you're right."

Haruhi stood up straight and made her way to the door, confirming that her father wasn't home. "Come on, guys. I'll go make us some breakfast and tea. Then we can talk."

~Chapter 6 End~