Chapter 2: The Theater The Theater!

"Hello ladies, and welcome to the first ever theater production of the original play, 'The Cowboy, the Lover and the Train' written by Tamaki, Hikaru and Kaoru. Edited by yours truly, Kyoya. Please enjoy! Oh, and if at the end any of you fine ladies would like to purchase a commemorative album with photos of tonight's performance, please see me. Thank you!" The crowd erupted into a hundred screeching girls as Kyoya took his place at the front of the auditorium, which was packed to a tea. The lights dimmed as the curtain opened.

Haurhi held her breath as she walked on stage. She could hear all the mumbling and sighing from the crowd. She kept walking until she reached the little bar stool on which she was supposed to sit. She did so as she took in the scenery around her. It looked like an actual saloon from a western movie. There was a piano to her right, a bar behind her, tables scattered around the stage and even those swinging doors in the center back of the stage. She swiveled, as best she could in her dress, to look at the bar tender, aka Mori. She knew her line, but felt frozen. Come on Haruhi! Suddenly, the piano started up, she looked over to see Tamaki at the piano. He turned to her and nodded. She smiled and turned back to Mori. She could do this!

"One of your finest please, my good sir." She felt herself smile at her western accent. Mori placed the glass of water in front of her. It looked rather disgusting with all the food dye they had put in it earlier. She took a sip and stuck out her tongue. It didn't taste right, not the same at all to when she tried it earlier. Haruhi swiveled in her chair to face the crowd. Her face was growing hot. She tried to stand up, but fell to the ground. She pushed the ground, but her weakening arm gave no support. She choked out various pleas for help. She looked to Tamaki, then to Mori, and finally to Kyoya, but all were distracted with piano playing, glass washing, and note taking. The girls in the crowd probably thought this was part of the show. Haruhi felt herself slipping. She rolled onto her back and watched the stage lights grow dimmer and dimmer. The last thing she heard was Hikaru and Kaoru barge through the swinging doors to say their lines.

"Alright folks, give us all your- Haruhi!" She felt arms around her as she fell into a black hole of nothingness.

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Haruhi! She stirred. Where was she? Haruhi, please wake up! Kyouya! Why did she feel so heavy? Please be okay. She felt fingers running through her hair and a blanket being pulled up to her chin. Where is she? Where is my little daughter Haruhi? Daddy? No, she's my daughter! ? The mental ward is that way boss. Tamaki. She smiled. Look she moved! She's smiling! Haruhi! Haruhi! If she could just open one eye. Gasp! Get the doctor! Now the other.

"Haruhi! You're okay!" She was instantly scooped up into a rib-breaking hug by Tamaki, Hikaru, Kaoru, Honey, and her father. She gasped for air and they let her go quickly, shouting their apologies. She smiled at them weakly.

"What happened to me? Where am I?" She looked around to see them all facing her. Kyouya looked up from his notebook.

"I am afraid someone poisoned you, Haruhi." Kyoya smiled. "But you'll be fine now hopefully." He looked back to his notes.

"Hopefully!" Haruhi sat up quickly and, feeling quite dizzy, fell back down. "Why? Who? What?" She mumbled, too tired to speak any louder. Just then two nurses walked in.

"Mr. Fujioka, we would like to have a word with her father. If you would please follow us." They motioned to the door. Ranka stood up and squeezed his daughter's hand.

" I will be right back, Haruhi." Ranka moved over to the door.

"Me too Haruhi! As your father-!" He was cut off by an angry looking Kyoya who had just thrown him into a nearby chair.

"Shut up and sit down! Haruhi needs rest! If you can't be quiet, I will make sure you cannot come within a thousand feet of her! Do you understand?" Kyoya threw his notebook on a table and walked over to Ranka and the nurses. "I will escort you, Ranka." They nodded fast and all walked out of the room.

Haruhi looked around the room. She was tired, but to wound up. Somebody tried to kill her. Who? Was it one of the Host Club members? She instinctively looked to Mori who had given her the drink. He widened his eyes and looked away. Not Mori, he's too nice. She closed her eyes to think. As she did, she pulled the blankets tighter. It had gotten so cold so soon. She shivered as she felt two warm bodies press beside her. She opened her eyes and saw a red-headed boy on either side of her, facing her. She thought about protesting, but they were too warm. She rolled onto her side and hugged one close. He pulled her tighter into his arms. The opposite twin crawled closer and wrapped his arms around both of them. Tamaki, who had been in shock, looked up to see his 'daughter' being sandwiched by the shady twins. He stood up and opened his mouth only to be sat back down by Mori and Honey.

"Shhh, Tama-chan. She is sleeping. Haru-chan needs her sleep." Honey crawled over to Mori's lap. "So does Honey-chan." And with that, Honey fell asleep.

"Not with those shady twins." Tamaki whispered. Both of the twins' heads popped up.

"We heard that." They both leaned in, and gave Haruhi a kiss on her cheeks. Tamaki stood up and began to run in place as Mori held his shirt. Tamaki started yelling.

"How dare you! That's almost rape! Sexual harassment!" Haruhi stirred. Tamaki froze. He didn't want her to wake up. Even with the twins hugging her tighter, she looked so peaceful. He backed up and sat back down next to Mori, looking from Haruhi to him. "Who would do this to our little girl?"

"I don't know who, but I do know what they did." Kyoya stalked into the room. "I convinced Ranka to go home and also sent a team of covert snipers to guard his house. She was poisoned with various toxins. Nail polish, dish detergent, overdoses of pain killers, glue, large amounts of oil-based paints, and even lead." Tamaki and Mori both dropped their jaws. The twins held Haruhi even tighter. "But the worst was a Castor bean containing trace amounts of Ricin, the deadliest toxin in the world, mostly because it heeds no cure. People die within days. We were very lucky in that the bean that was in Haruhi was one that is commonly used in oils so that she only became very sick. The poison was not meant to kill. My guess was it was a message, but from who exactly? She will be fine in a week or two." Tamaki and Mori sighed and Kaoru relaxed a little. "Haruhi is tougher than she looks. However, all the poisons combined made a slight dent in her. Her health will never be the same and she may become sick very easily. She will have to be a strict diet and carry various Epi-pens and pills will her at all times." Mori nodded gravely and Tamaki whimpered. "I have hired a hundred men to be poison checkers for everything that enter Haruhi. This will never happen again." Kyoya turned away and walked outside the room. He sat down outside the door, staring at nothing and thinking about everything.

"Mori?" Tamaki continued to look at Haruhi. Mori looked over at Tamaki and nodded. "You didn't, did you?" Mori shook his head.

"I would never." Mori looked to Haruhi.

"Mori?"

"Yes, Tamaki?" Mori looked back at Tamaki. Tamaki looked to him and smiled.

"Let's have some fun." He smiled as they both turned back to the twins.

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"Boss, it's still around. How do I proceed?"

"Do whatever it takes. I want it here. NOW!"