Congratulations to DarkLover62199, Stygian Sparrow, Dianacutie99, and "Guest" for getting the reference that was Sebastian Michealis! I've only just started to watch Black Butler, so I can't say too much about him yet. Just that he's one heck of a butler. LOL

A THOUSAND APOLOGIES FOR THIS CHAPTER'S LATENESS! I got bored and went and wrote a one-shot, so this chapter came out pretty late… I'm sorry; I just don't have a lot of muse for this at the moment. *I disclaim, I don't own the movie mentioned either*

Your Host: Death The Kid

Farewells

Saturday Morning

I swear to my Dad that I shall personally murder Patricia Thompson.

This journal entry is fashionably late thanks to that girl, who thought it would be funny to convince the twins to help her hide this diary. I couldn't find it for an entire day, no matter how much I threatened Patty or asked the twins politely. I only found it this morning, when one of the Hitachin maids happened upon it while cleaning. The brothers asked me later why the cover said "Death the Kid".

"Isn't that your character's name?" Hikaru asked. I simply shrugged.

"I thought it would be a good title for the novel, considering he's the main character," I replied. My answer seemed to satisfy them, I continue to fear that I'm growing ever closer to getting found out.

I told my stories again at yesterday's club, earning many cheers from the rest of the club and the girls as I announced the conclusion of my tale. I stayed after school even longer, however, as I helped to decorate the ballroom and design the club's outfits to be tailored before tonight's event.

I recall writing the statement that I was going to call Soul Friday morning, on account of my inner struggles. However, Patty has hidden my cell phone as well, and I still am unaware of its location. She had better find it before we leave; that thing was expensive… Besides, I am still faced with my mental conflict. At this point, I believe I would be content to simply remain here, with the Hitachins, living a typical life for someone of my wealth. But I was sent here for a purpose; to slay a kishin egg. Perhaps once I kill it, it shall remind me of my life's true direction.

But is it the direction I desire?

My head spins with the swirling storm inside me. I'm not sure of anything anymore. Am I a prince? Am I a demigod? Am I simply a child who desires a simple lifestyle?

Liz comes into my room now, breaking me out of my thoughts. "The twins are watching a movie," She tells me. "I think they're gonna turn on the English subtitles so we can understand what's going on. Do you want to join us?"

I look up from my journal temporarily, and then turn back. "Sure," I say, bringing the book with me. I might as well dictate my thoughts on it.

Upon reaching the downstairs, I take note of the Hitachin's large flat-screen television. The thing must've cost a fortune.

"Kid-kun!" Kaoru smiles. "You're just in time! This movie has one of your book characters in it!"

I tilt my head to the side in confusion. "How, exactly?" I ask.

"Come watch," Hikaru says as he presses the 'play' button. "It's starting!"

I shrug and join them. The movie's called "Death Note", which seems strange to me.

After watching this movie for about an hour, I get what the twins meant about there being one of my book characters in it. What the movie has are creatures called Shinigami, but they're strange and grotesque, with no resemblance to me or Dad whatsoever. They also kill people by writing their names in what's called a 'Death Note', which I believe is what the movie's named after. I'm pretty sure this movie has no truth to it whatsoever, but I'll have to ask Dad.

Liz thinks this movie is terribly frightening, and keeps burying her face in a pillow, while Patty's laughing at the 'Shinigami'. Apparently he looks hilarious to her. I allow myself to simply sit and view "Death Note", but I'm a bit nervous about tonight. It shall be the grand revelation of my decorative talent, and I wonder what everyone shall think about it.

I smile slightly, discovering I sound like an average student who wishes to display their talent before the school.

If only that were the least of my problems.

Saturday Evening

I could begin this entry in a variety of ways, so I believe I'll just stick to the events. They were important, anyway.

We arrived at the school at the appropriate time to finish the last-minute preparations for the Valentine's Day ball. Tamaki greeted me at the door, ushering me inside.

"There you are, Kid-kun!" The blonde beamed as I stepped into the ballroom. I gazed around, admiring the perfectly balanced red and pink decorations. Paper lanterns shaped like hearts hung excellently, as well as brilliantly placed ribbon. These weren't my typical decorative preferences, but it was for the holiday. And as requested, there were two extensive snack tables that resembled each other perfectly on either side of the room.

Tamaki flung his arm around my shoulders, beaming. "We all got in the outfits you designed as well! Don't they look smashing?" He held his free arm out to display ensembles of the other members of the Host Club. I was pleased to see the entire club wearing the outfits I had picked out. They were all perfectly symmetrical; red suits with black ties, shoes, and other accents. Simple, yet elegant. Although Tamaki had insisted we wear corsages, I demanded that there be one on each side. He obliged, as I was technically the outfit coordinator, and all the Host Club members were wearing two symmetrical corsages of pink roses and ribbon. I wore the same, of course.

"The guests will arrive shortly," Kyoya spoke. "Perhaps we should make sure everything's to your liking, Kid-kun."

I nodded, inspecting everything. I stiffened suddenly. "Hunny-sempai, get away from that!" I shouted.

The small blonde turned around to me, looking saddened. "But I wanted some of the cake, Kiddo-chan!" He protested. I shook my head.

"That cake is to remain untouched and perfectly symmetrical until the arrival of our guests," I snapped. Mori glared at me.

"It's not wise to treat Hunny-sempai like that, Kid-kun," The twins whispered to me. "Mori-sempai won't take it lightly."

I stiffened slightly. I had been informed that Mori was a martial arts champion, and I was loathe to get in a fight with him. For even though I'm a Grim Reaper, that doesn't mean I can't get my butt kicked in a fight with a blackbelt.

"Well, he can't eat the cake…" I protested, more timid now.

Mori glared at me for a moment longer, but then looked back down at Hunny. "Mitskuni," He murmured. "Let's save the cake for the party."

Hunny looked disappointed, but stepped away from the pastry. I sighed with relief.

"Is this right, Kid-kun?" Tamaki asked me. I glanced over at him and nearly screamed.

"No, no, NO! Take that painting down this instant!" I exclaimed, rushing over to him. "It's horrifying! It's horrendous!"

The blonde looked at the painting of the vase of flowers he had hung upon the wall. "I thought it made a nice accent," He said.

I shook my head swiftly. "Absolutely not! Do you not see the grotesque lack of symmetry? Take it down immediately and replace it with something more presentable!" I demanded. Tamaki's lower lip began to quiver.

"B-but I thought it was pretty…" He blubbered. Suddenly he grabbed Haruhi, who was walking nearby, into a crushing embrace. "Haruhi, Kid-kun's being mean to me!" He wailed.

"Sempai, get off," Haruhi muttered, trying to wriggle out of his grip. "You did say Kid-kun was in charge of the decorations. You put him in charge, so you can't go against his decisions."

I have officially dubbed Haruhi "The Ouran High School Host Club's Voice of Reason".

Tamaki sniffed. "I guess… Sorry, Kid-kun."

"No harm done," I sighed. "Just take the thing down before I rip it to shreds."

"You need your arms free to take it dowm, Sempai," Haruhi grunted, still trying to get out of Tamaki's grip. "So LET GO OF ME."

Tamaki pulled back, but was whimpering again. "My Haruhi doesn't like my hugs…" He cried softly as he took the painting down and carried it off.

I turned to Haruhi. "Thank you for helping him see reason," I smiled. "Tell me, do you recognize the beauty that is symmetry?"

She shrugged. "I guess symmetry's kinda cool," She replied before going to help the twins set up lights. It was the best thing anyone had said to me all day.

Guests started arriving at promptly six, as was directed. The first few had the advantage of getting the first dances with the members of the Host Club, as we were apparently first-come first-serve. I couldn't help but feel honored when I was the first one chosen to dance. Tamaki threw a fit, of course. He can't stand to not be the center of attention.

Patty had begun to dance with Hunny, which was mostly them skipping around the room with goofy grins on their faces. Liz chose to dance with Tamaki, and seemed to thoroughly enjoy his flirting by all the blushing she was doing. I smiled at the sight.

"Isn't that your sister, Kid-kun?" Asked the girl I was dancing with. After I nodded, she looked confused. "There's not much resemblance," She stated.

I was beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable, when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. I stopped dancing and froze, staring out the window.

"Are you okay, Kid-kun?" Asked my dance partner.

My eyes narrowed. "Did you see something moving outside?" I wondered. She replied by shaking her head 'no,' and I tried to convince myself I had imagined it. However, there it was again, a shadow moving across the darkness of the night, but this time through the opposite windows. It seemed fast; faster than a human could run.

The girl shook her head. "No… I didn't see anything," She said.

I closed my eyes, trying to expand my Soul Perception. Maka's much better at it, and all the souls surrounding me were clouding my vision. Nevertheless, I probed for the source of the shadow, and what I discovered confirmed by suspicions.

My eyes snapped open to face my partner. She stared at me, looking worried. "Are you sure you're okay, Kid-kun?"

My gaze darkened. "No," I told her, taking my arms off of her and away from our dance position. "I need to go."

She stared at me as I rushed to find Liz and Patty. I realize now I must've seemed like Cinderella. Not one of my best exits, but it's better than the time I was tracking a kishin egg, took a shortcut through a restaurant, ran into a waiter with a huge platter of spaghetti, got covered by pasta, got sang to by some confused waiters and waitresses who were convinced it was my birthday for some reason or other, and ran out the back door only to fall straight into the garbage truck that was taking out the day's trash from the back alley. That was definitely my worst exit.

Back to the point, I suppose.

I saw Liz dancing with Tamaki, and ran over. "Liz!" I whispered loudly as I grabbed her arm. "We need to go, now!"

Tamaki tilted his head like a confused puppy. "What's going on, Kid-kun?" He asked.

"I need my sister to help me with something," I replied in Japanese, and then spoke to Liz in English, "Liz, it's the egg!" I said.

The brunette raised an eyebrow. "What about them? The eggs on the table taste great," She said.

I rolled my eyes, thrusting my face in hers to whisper quietly; "Elizabeth, there is a kishin egg outside that likely has the intention of murdering this entire student body tonight. I need you to follow me now," I hissed. Her eyes widened as she nodded, pulling away from Tamaki, who still looked confused.

"Kid-kun, what…"

"Sorry," I cut him off, "I don't have time to talk right now."

Liz and I quickly scoured the ballroom, but saw no trace of her sister.

"How could you lose her?!" I yelled at Liz, still seeing the shadow outside. "We're running out of time! How could you lose such a ball of hyper?!"

"I don't know!" Liz snapped back. "Look, she was with Hunny, right? Hunny never goes anywhere without Mori, and he's practically the tallest guy here. He should be easy to find, and if we find Mori, we find Hunny, and if we find Hunny, we find Patty."

I nodded. "Excellent. Liz, you're a genius," I smiled at her, trying to scan the crowd for Mori. There was a slight problem, however.

"Um… Liz?" I mumbled quietly, embarrassed. "I can't see over this crowd…"

It was my partner's turn to roll her eyes, but she was smirking. "All right, Mr. Midget Reaper," She giggled.

I glared at her. "I am not a midget!" I grumbled. "I'm more of a hobbit…"

Liz laughed again, and before I knew it, I was being hoisted upward.

"Elizabeth Thompson," I stuttered, "What are you…"

"I'm embarrassing you, o short one," She grinned devilishly as she sat me down on her shoulders like a toddler. I was getting stared at, but I tried to ignore it as I probed the crowd for Mori.

"There he is!" I told Liz, leaning and pointing. "He's over by that snack table!"

It's never a good idea to lean to the side while sitting on someone's shoulders.

Liz let out a cry as we both toppled over, and I hit my head on a chair leg. "Ow…" I groaned, rubbing my aching skull.

My partner glared at me as she stood, not even bothering to help me up. "See if I do that again," She muttered. I couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Fine with me."

After I was on my feet again, we dashed to the dessert table, quickly locating Mori.

"Mori-sempai!" I shouted, stopping in front of him. "Where's Patty and Hunny-sempai?" I asked. The tall man simply shook his head.

"Secret," Was all he said. I have to admire his loyalty, but my patience was very low at the moment.

"Look, Sempai, I need my sister immediately. It's very urgent," I tried to keep my voice calm.

Mori shook his head once again. "Secret."

I gritted my teeth. "Patty Thompson, if you can hear me, get out here NOW," I snapped.

"Need me for somethin', Kid?"

I looked around perplexedly. That had undoubtedly been Patty's voice, but she was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly I felt something poking my shoe.

"Under here."

I bent down, pulling up the tablecloth. "What are you two doing down here?!" I exclaimed.

"Eating cake, silly!" Patty beamed from under the table, shoving pieces of the cake in her hand into her mouth. "Hunny and I are trying everything on the table! I can't understand a word he's sayin', but he's fun!"

Mori then grabbed my shoulder threateningly. Hunny looked up at me from his sitting position next to Patty. "No, he's okay, Mori!" He grinned, causing Mori to release my shoulder and for me to relax. "He can join us if he wants to!"

I shook my head swiftly, grabbing Patty's arm. "No, Mitskuni-sempai, I need Patty for something," I told him swiftly, looking into Patty's eyes and trying to portray my desperation. "Something urgent."

She looked confused for a moment, and I didn't give her time to think before I pulled her out of there. I grabbed Liz's arm as well, and rushed them out the door. As soon as we were out of sight of the windows, I turned to the sisters.

"All right, sorry to pull you out of the party, but the kishin egg Dad wanted us to hunt while we're here has showed up. We need to exterminate it quickly before anyone notices," I spoke, holding out my hands. "So I need your weapon forms."

The sisters nodded, gathering my rushed explanation and changing their appearance as they flew into my open palms. I instantly began running, trying to keep out of sight of the windows as I pursued by foe. I searched around for it, but I was beginning to wonder why it hadn't attacked the school yet. It seemed to be circling, almost like a vulture, but much faster.

Turning a corner, I stopped in my tracks. The creature's back was to me, and it was one of the ugliest things I had ever laid my eyes on. It had four spindly legs, with bumped black skin and two insanely long arms, which were reaching out to the cornered victim in front of it, who I currently couldn't see. I growled, regaining my focus as I shot at its back. The monster whipped around, and I could see its eyes were huge with miniscule pupils, giving it a very crazed appearance. Its mouth was conformed to a twisted, fanged grin, and a large red tongue rolled out of its jaws. It rushed towards me instead, and I fired quickly, shooting multiple bullets in succession. I turned my head to see whoever it had almost killed, and my eyes widened as they met soft brown irises.

"Haruhi?!" I exclaimed, distracted. The kishin egg took this moment to knock me aside, tearing its claws into my side as it tried to rush past me and to the school. Temporarily, holding the two sisters in one hand, I quickly used my palm to summon Beelzebub. After jumping on it, I glanced back at Haruhi. She was staring at me, her eyes wide. I turned away swiftly, knowing to kill the beast first, get asked questions later.

Admittedly, it was a rather easy kill. I managed to shoot it down before it reached the school and feed Liz its soul, evening out the sister's soul counts once again.

I smiled at my partners, who were stretching after being in their weapon forms, when I turned around and saw Haruhi standing a few yards behind us. I sighed, hanging my head. The brunette stared at me for a moment longer before she came closer.

"So it was true?" She asked quietly. I nodded without a word. I heard her sigh, but then she put a hand on my shoulder. "We should take you to the nurse for that wound. I'm sure she's here tonight."

I looked up at her and nodded once again, allowing myself to be led off. Liz and Patty followed, but I barely noticed them; I was mourning my loss.

It was over. It was the end of that life, that content week I had at Ouran Academy. It was all over; I had returned to my life of bloodshed within those short minutes, and there was no going back. To the Host Club, I would no longer be Kid-kun, the innocent boy with an overactive imagination. I would be Death the Kid, son of the Grim Reaper, who is sent to die every day by his own father.

I found myself leaning against Haruhi. Perhaps it was from blood loss, or perhaps I just needed quiet comfort. Whatever the reason, she didn't pull away, and took me to the nurse. Of course the nurse asked how I got such a wound, but I didn't reply.

"I just found him like this," Haruhi lied. "I don't know what happened, but I think he's in shock. I don't think he'll speak."

The nurse didn't ask any more questions and my wound was quickly repaired, but by the time I was stitched up, the party was over. The other members of the Host Club had come in one by one upon being informed of my condition, and instantly began asking Haruhi questions. She just shook her head and told them that it was for me to say when I was comfortable talking.

Once every member of the club was in there, including Patty and Liz, I sat up in the hospital bed.

"Okay, everyone," I sighed. "I realize I've got of explaining to do, and you probably won't believe me," I murmured. The twins each raised one eyebrow.

"Kid-kun, you're not thinking you're a Shinigami again, are you?" They asked.

Haruhi narrowed her eyes. "I believe he's a Shinigami."

The other Club members stared at her, but I continued. "The stories I told you," I began. "Of the humans who strayed off the path of humanity and became demons, of weapons that were people, and of Shinigami that defend the world," I looked into their faces as I continued. "It's all true."

I held out my palm, summoning Beelzebub before their wondrous eyes. I then held out my palms.

"Liz, Patty," I commanded. They nodded, and my two pistols formed in my hands. I waited for the Club's reactions. When they remained silent, I continued. "I was sent here on a mission by my father to kill a demon that had been ready to target this school. It did so tonight, and Haruhi was nearly its first victim."

Haruhi nodded solemnly in conformation, causing Hikaru and to stiffen and Tamaki to hug her.

"My poor Haruhi must be so traumatized!" He cried. For once, Haruhi didn't push him off.

"I slayed it quickly," I went on. "But now that the mission's complete, I'll have to return home to my Dad," I slowly slid out of bed, my partners shifting back to normal after I set them on the blankets.

"Wait, no, back up," Kaoru interjected. "Lemme get this straight. You really ARE a Shinigami, you have superhuman powers, you were here because you needed to kill a demon, and now you're leaving?"

Hunny looked close to tears. "Were… Were we just a cover?" He whimpered. "P-part of your show?"

My eyes widened. "No!" I quickly exclaimed. "Of course not," I added, quieter. "I loved my time in the Host Club. It was amazing," I told them. "I never intended on joining any club, and I was originally going to use it as a cover, but you all were so amazing and welcoming," I smiled sadly. "It felt like a second family. You guys gave me a lot to think about."

It was now Tamaki's turn to blubber. "T-that… was beautiful!" He cried, hugging me. Hunny and the twins soon joined the embrace, practically crushing me.

"We'll miss you, Kid-kun!"

"Don't forget us!"

"Do you have to go, Kiddo-chan?"

I failed to inhale. "Guys," I gasped. "Shinigami need oxygen, too…"

"Oh," Tamaki pulled away, as well as the others. "Sorry, Kid-kun…"

I panted, taking in air. "No, it's fine," I smiled. "I'm really going to miss you guys."

Sunday Morning

Our departure from the Hitachins was a tearful one. Liz was sobbing all over the place as the Host Club assembled for a final goodbye.

"Bye-bye, Kiddo-chan…" Hunny sniffed, holding his stuffed rabbit close for comfort. I ruffled his hair.

"Bye," Mori said, causing me to smile.

"I'll miss the profit you racked up, Kid-kun," Kyoya said. I chuckled.

"I'll miss you to, Kyoya-sempai," I smiled.

"Do you have to go, Kid-kun?" Tamaki whimpered. I nodded and accepted his hug, even hugging him back.

"Dad will want me home," I said.

He nodded, tears in his eyes as he pulled back, his hands still on my shoulders as he smiled sadly. "Believe me," He murmured. "I understand."

"Sure you can't stay a few more days, Kid-kun?" Hikaru asked.

"We have plenty of room," Kaoru added. "It wouldn't be a problem to keep you any longer."

I shook my head. "I'm sorry, you two. But may I say once more," My eyes lit up, "You two are the definition of beauty!"

They both chuckled.

When I got to Haruhi, she looked me in the eyes. "Thank you, Kid-kun," She smiled. "Thank you for saving me. We'll all miss you."

I nodded. "And I you," I kissed her hand flirtatiously, "My fair maiden."

Tamaki instantly began throwing a fit, obviously not realizing I was imitating him. Haruhi simply laughed, getting the joke.

With all of our luggage already loaded in the back of the Hitcahin limousine, my partners and I loaded up. I watched and waved back at the members of the Ouran High School Host Club as they continued to wave goodbye to us. We then turned a corner out of the ornate driveway, leaving them out of sight.

I write this on the car ride to the airport. Patty found my cell phone and returned it to me before we left, so I am calling Soul at this moment. The two are chatting about the grand time they had here, and I'm glad they're ignoring my disheartened disposition. The phone rings twice before Soul picks up.

"Hey, Kid. We haven't heard a word from you all week. It's not cool to leave your friends waiting. Everyone's over here watching a movie; want me to put you on speakerphone?"

"No, Soul," I murmur. "I just want to discuss something with you personally."

"Uh… Okay? Shoot," Soul says. I can hear the sounds of Black*Star's yelling in the background getting quieter, probably meaning he's walking away from the group to give us privacy. "What is it you wanted to tell me?"

I take a deep breath. "Well, for starters, the family we were staying with hired a violinist to play Thursday evening," I tell him. "So, I met Wesley."

The other end of the line goes silent for a while. "… He wants me to write him, doesn't he?"

"Yes," I say. "He said that 'your BBBFF misses you'."

I can hear the scythe groan. "I haven't called him that in years…" He mutters. "Was that all you wanted to talk about?"

"No," I say quickly. "It's just that… I realized that you used to live a type of lifestyle that I find myself wanting," I murmur, pausing. "… I want to live a normal rich boy's life, Soul. How could you run away from that carefree, sheltered world?"

To my surprise, Soul begins laughing. "It's not carefree. So many expectations are put upon you since you're in a high position in society."

"I already have that," I speak. "I know about that. But you weren't expected to fight your every breath, like we are now. It's sheltered."

The silver-haired teen huffs. "That's why I hated it," I hear him mutter. "That wasn't the life for me, Kid. That's why I ran away. None of that lifestyle felt right. When I got to the Academy, and started training, started fighting," He let out a content sigh. "It just… Felt right, ya know?"

I fall silent. "It felt right?" I repeat.

"Yeah," Soul replies. "Like it was where I belonged. Tell me; you say you want a normal rich kid's lifestyle, but when you were staying with those rich people, did it feel right? Like it was where you belonged?"

I don't reply. "Did it feel right?" I think to myself. "Did I belong there?" I reflect on my time there. I enjoyed it, of course; I enjoyed it immensely. But was that where I truly belonged?

I try to picture a place I call home, and people I call family, and I don't see Gallows Mansion with its decorated, but somehow empty, interior. I see the Academy, and my father and friends and partners.

"When do you feel alive, Kid?" Soul continues to question me. "When you're relaxing, surrounded by servants, or when you're fighting for your life?"

A smile slowly forms on my lips. "I feel alive… When I'm fighting for my life."

I hear Soul chuckle. "Good job."

I realize it now. I'm not some rich boy; I'm Death the Kid, the son of the mighty Grim Reaper. And while I may occasionally enjoy the privileges that come with being the proud owner of an extensive mansion, I know I only truly feel alive, free, and strong, when I am carrying out my duties as the Demigod of Death. This is who I am.

Because, in a way, don't our passions make us who we are?

There you have it: The final Chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it :D I'd like to thank QueenOfDarkHearts, DarkLover62199, and Stygian Sparrow for your continual compliments as this story progressed! I'd also like to thank ShonenMinecrafter1, The Symmetricalist, and JacketBuddy for your never-ending support as I continue to spit out drabbles. LOL And thanks to everyone else who reviewed, favorited, followed, or simply stuck with me until the end. All of you mean a lot to me. :D

Until next time, mortals!

-TotalGamer98

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