Hey all! I hope you didn't miss me too much!

I promise, I have been writing all this time, but it takes me a little bit to post the chapters...editing, uploading, editing again, typing these messages to my lovely readers...same old...yadda yadda...

This chapter has been written since...Wednesday...I think...and I was going to post a chapter and could not believe it when I was ONLY at this point with you all...

I have almost the entire rest of the story written!

Either way...please enjoy!

Previously...

"Ladies, please! I just…I am tired of people verbally shitting on my boyfriend. As I am sure you are all aware, he has vanished, and I am decently certain that whoever took him did so because of his affiliation with me, as they thought I was a man." Haruhi glanced around the room to see if anyone had any reactions to her statement. A few girls fidgeted and a couple went wide-eyed. Many of them nodded slightly in understanding. Two girls towards the front made no motion to react, and Haruhi took a mental note of this as she continued to speak.

"Now, I am sure you all are eager to get back to your families and respective duties, but please do myself and the rest of the hosts a favor…" She leaned toward the girls as though getting ready to tell them a secret. "Tell. Everyone."

And now...

Haruhi

Haruhi watched the girls scatter after her "stunt," as Kyoya would have called it. She stood up and called out to the two girls that had not reacted to her accusation.

"Kai! Akemi! May I please talk to you two alone?"

Akemi seemed terrified as she turned slowly around, and Kai froze in her path but did not turn around. Once the rest of the girls had filed out, Haruhi closed the doors and stood in front of them.

"Now, one or both of you knows something that may be of use to myself and those investigating this case." She said coolly. Haruhi was never one to make harsh accusations, but this was the only man, besides her father, she had ever loved. And one or both of these girls knew something about his whereabouts.

"Haruhi-ku-senpai…I-I…I have n-no idea where…K-Kyoya-senpai could be…" Akemi stuttered, visibly flustered.

"Then why did you not react when I blatantly accused someone in this room of heading the kidnapping? I figured that the kidnapper would want to hide their work, so they would do nothing, as a means of avoiding suspicion. Neither of you reacted to my sentiments…do you follow me?" Haruhi looked down at the quivering girl.

"H-Haruhi-senpai…I swear…" Akemi looked on the verge of tears.

"Don't worry, Akemi. I know it can't have been you." Haruhi smiled at the girl, but her smile turned into a worried scowl as Akemi pointed to the doors.

"Kai!" Haruhi whirled around to talk to the girl, but the doors were wide open, and Kai was nowhere in sight.

Thinking quickly, Haruhi pulled out her cell phone and dialed Mori's number.

While it was ringing, Haruhi turned to Akemi. "Don't worry. I never really doubted you, Akemi. And from now on, just call me Haruhi, okay?"

Akemi nodded just as Haruhi heard Mori's rumbling voice from the other end.

"Hello?"

"Mori-senpai! I know who did it! She's run away, but we need to find her!"

"Who was it?" Mori seemed panicked.

"Chikako Kai. She should be leaving the school momentarily." Haruhi rushed out the words.

"I'm on it." He said solemnly before hanging up the phone.

Haruhi's heart clenched. They were close to finding him. She could feel it. Haruhi nearly jumped out of her skin when her phone rang once more.

"Yes? Did you catch up to her?" Haruhi asked desperately.

"I'm sorry, Haruhi…I wasn't quick enough…" Mori told her.

And with that, Haruhi's tears overflowed. Her phone fell to the floor, and Haruhi dropped to her knees. She couldn't breathe. They had been so fucking close!

"Haruhi-senpai…? Are you alright?" Akemi asked from behind her.

"I thought I told you…it's just Haruhi…" She replied hollowly, laying down on the floor and allowing her tears to consume her.

Haruhi felt Akemi's presence above her, and she felt nimble fingers rubbing her back. Her sobs did not calm, and her tears did not stop. Akemi's soothing ministrations slowly lulled the broken-hearted girl to sleep.

Kyoya

Kyoya awoke once more with hands around his throat.

"They're catching on! It's only a matter of time before they find out that I'm the one behind this! That is, if they haven't already!" Kai hissed.

"Wh-What do…you mean?" Kyoya struggled to form the words.

"Everyone knows that Haruhi is a girl. The fact that I was pining after a woman all along…enough to kidnap someone like you…evidence…only witness…you need to DIE!" Her sentences were broken pieces as she growled at him and tightened her hold on Kyoya's neck.

He gasped and struggled, trying weakly to claw her hands from his neck. But not having much in the ways of sustenance for seven whole days is a surefire way to sap any energy you may have. Black spots invaded his vision once more, and he made a last ditch attempt at escape.

Kyoya planted his feet on the ground below him and kicked out wildly, catching Kai by surprise. He heard her gasp and the pressure on his throat was removed. This was his chance, possibly his only chance.

Kyoya ran for his life down the hallway, his injuries igniting fire in every part of his body. His bruises were throbbing; his cracked and broken ribs screamed at him to stop. The lacerations on his back stung venomously as he ran, and he was sure they were beginning to open again. The ever-present headache, possibly a concussion, was threatening to implode his skull.

He had no idea where he was going, he was merely running blindly. He had gathered that he was underground somewhere, so he ran to the end of every hallway he came to, trying desperately to find a door, a set of stairs, anything.

Turning down his fifth (or was it sixth?) corridor, he finally spotted his salvation. A set of cellar stairs leading up to a door that was partially open.

"Did you really think it would be that easy, Kyoya?!" He heard Kai shout from the end of the corridor.

He ignored her, wanting to taste sweet freedom at last. All he could think about was Haruhi. Until a bullet zoomed past his head and lodged itself in the wall next to him. His freedom was calling, and he was not about to let a stupid piece of lead ruin that. Pushing forward, he heard seven more shots before a frustrate scream emanated from the girl. He could sense her on his heels even as he broke through the doors. The cellar he was kept in seemed to be less than a mile from a small street.

This fact helped him to continue running, even though he was sure he could collapse at any moment. The first place he reached was a small coffee shop. When he exploded through the doors, the clientele stopped and stared at the boy.

"Phone…please…" He gasped through his pain.

Kyoya grasped his arm, which had begun to burn with a radiating pain. He pulled his hand away to see bright red blood staining his entire hand. He barely registered when a phone was placed into his outstretched hand. A cough from one of the still-staring clients pulled him back to reality, and he dialed an all too familiar number.

"Moshi Moshi?" He heard from the other end. A sob ripped through his chest; oh how he had missed her voice.

"Haruhi…"

"K-Kyoya…?" She sounded so lost, so…small…

Kyoya fell to the floor, the adrenaline wearing off. He was in a crowd now; there was nothing Kai could do to him.

"Haruhi…help…" He croaked weakly into the phone before the darkness consumed him.

Well...wow...I...yeah! I hope you all liked this chapter, and I hope it was worth waiting for.

What do we think? Is Kai going to come after him? Will Haruhi get there in time?

Until next time!

Ja ne! :)