Chapter 2

The next day...

"Is this the place?" Mai asked as she looked up, shielding her eyes from the rays of the sun.

"Ouran is the only prestigious school in the country that can educate heirs and heiresses to large corporations. Perhaps even Hara-san's wealth is nothing compared to a student here," Houshou said enthusiastically.

"My, this campus is rather huge," Masako commented, looking around and observing anything that looked expensive.

Mai's eye twitched. How did she get here?

FLASHBACK

As Haruhi left the headquarters, Naru requested for some tea before leaving his office and sitting down on a couch.

"We need to call Hara-san, Matsuzaki-san, Yasuhara-san and John," Naru told himself out loud.

"...and Mai, tea."

Those words made Mai's eye twitch again. Will it kill him to be polite?

"Hai, Naru-chan!" she replied cheerfully and scurried off to the kitchen to prepare tea.

END OF FLASHBACK

"Are you from the Shibuya Psychic Research?" a guy, probably in his sixteens inquired.

Mai had never seen anyone so dazzling that she was forced to stare in awe. The guy had shining reddish-brown hair (A/N: Kill me for it please! I'm not sure of his hair color! -sob-) and almond eyes that could make anyone swoon over him.

"Yes, that's us. May I ask who you are?" Naru responded, examining the guy.

"I'm Hitachiin Kaoru. I'm here to escort you to the Host Club room," Kaoru explained.

"Hitachiin Kaoru? Son of the owner of nearly all the fashion apparels?" Ayako asked, eying Kaoru very carefully.

'Tsk. Commoners. Two of these girls appear to come from royalties though.' Kaoru thought to himself.

"That's me," Kaoru responded flatly.

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Kaoru had led them to the Third Music room just in time to witness strange events occurring.

"Aaah..." Masako said weakly as she felt for her forehead and suddenly collapsed. Luckily John was there to catch her.

"What happened?" Lin inquired.

"She fainted," Ayako replied.

All of a sudden, Mai felt as if she was transported to another dimension. She looked around to see that the others were directly below her, luckily she wore pants this time (A/N: XD). She glanced down and saw that two kids, probably around 8-10 years old, chasing what seemed like Kaoru around. Then on the other side, she saw a towering man hovering above a blonde teen that looked somewhat like John. The on another corner she spotted a kid that was probably 7 years old ripping pieces of paper. Then she examined the kids closer. She noticed that blood was leaking behind their head, like a huge hole was punctured on their head. She saw they also had some scratch marks on their hands. Mai was devastated at the sight. She shook her head and suddenly she was transported back to the same dimension where she couldn't see the blood gushing out profusely. She looked up to see that Houshou was holding her.

"Mai-chan! Are you alright?" Houshou asked in a concerned tone when he noticed she had regained consciousness.

"Blood. Too much blood," Mai muttered.

Ayako had helped Kaoru's twin, Hikaru and John had rescued the blonde that was crouching in the corner and refused to speak at all.

Then the movements ceased and the room soon became calm and tranquil once more.

"What was that?" Kaoru asked, looking around in disbelief.

The suddenly, the door opened once more, beholding a tall teen with black hair and black eyes and spectacles that could've been mistaken as Naru, a kid that had brownish-blonde hair clutching a stuffed bunny, another tall guy that seemed like the kid's guardian and finally, Fujioka Haruhi.

"Ah, Kyouya-senpai, Mori-senpai, Hunny-senpai..." Hikaru said weakly, cluthing his stomach for air.

'Senpai? That kid is their senpai? I'd say that's impossible...but true!' Mai thought to herself as she was shocked with the new discovery.

"Mai, Masako, what happened?" Naru inquired.

"I sensed many disturbed spirits in this room. I just can't understand why," Masako said softly.

"I saw...a vision. Children chasing Hikaru-san, a bloody man towering over the blonde guy and another child that was tearing paper," Mai whispered.

"Were the children holding scissors?" Hikaru asked, still panting.

"Yes, they were. They had bloodshot eyes, fit to kill. I just don't know why," Mai replied. She still seemed to suffer from an aftershock from the vision.

"I told you Kyouya-senpai that no one was behind the pranks!" Hikaru mused as he pointed at Kyouya.

"Indeed," he replied in a tone as cold as Antartica.

"Allow me to introduce you to the members of the Ouran High School Host Club. Here we have Suoh Tamaki, president and founder of the club," Kaoru said as he pointed at Tamaki.

"And this is Ootori Kyouya," he continued as he pointed at the man that looked and acted like Naru.

"This is Haninozuka Mitsukuni," he said as he pointed at the kid holding the stuffed bunny.

"and this is Morinozuka Takashi," he continued as he pointed at the tall man with dark hair.

"And lastly, Fujioka Haruhi. You've met already, I presume," Kaoru finished as he pointed at Haruhi.

As the introductions were ongoing, Mai was thinking deeply to herself.

'That guy, he really looks like Naru-chan, not to mention he acts like him too! The same cold, proud and narcissistic person. And that blonde guy, he's somewhat of a womanizer like Yasuhara-kun. And that guy that's watching over that kid, he reminds me of Lin-san. It's probably just pure coincidence that they resemble each other.'

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Later that afternoon...

Mai was sweating so hard as she moved last of the equipment into the base - the Host Club had offered them to use the Third Music room as the base. Naru had gratefully (or so she thought) accepted their offer.

She had helped Houshou, Ayako, Yasuhara, Lin and John in assembling the cameras around the school. (A secret benefactor had mysteriously donated to them additional cameras and equipment)

"This school sure is huge. Not to mention creepy at night!" Mai told herself out loud.

She walked around the hallway, holding her hands behind her head, thinking to herself as she walked. Without notice, she collided with what she thought was Naru.

"Haruhi, for once, just think where you're going," the man that she thought was Naru but was actually Kyouya said rather crossly.

"Ah, sumimasen Ootori-san, but I'm not Fujioka-san. May I know why you're wandering the hallways around at night?" Mai inquired as she brushed the dust of her clothes.

"I knew that. And besides," he smirked. "Who are you to ask such a question when you too are doing it?"

Mai then felt warmth spread across her cheeks. 'This man has the nerve!'

"Ah, sumimasen Ootori-san. I'll be on my way now," Mai replied awkwardly and continued walking along the hallway until she reached the base.

Inside the base were doors leading to other rooms. And inside each room was a sofa, a flat screen plasma tv, a DVD player and two beds. In one room was another door that led to a bathroom.

Haruhi didn't even have a clue on how the Third Music room became a hotel in just one day.

"Hope you settle in well," Kaoru said as he closed the door behind him.

'This reminds me of the night when I got caught in a net...'

Author's Note:

May: I'm writing at the bottom of this chapter cause I went overboard with the first chapter and so I decided to write it here!

Hikaru: -looks at Kaoru- Did you understand a word she said?

Kaoru: -shakes his head- Nope.

May: -has a fit of rage and controls self not to strangle them-

Kyouya: In short, she doesn't want to defile this collection of words she calls a story with her author's note.

Naru: I just noticed. She's had lots of A/N's in this chapter.

May: -holds knife across his neck- I wouldn't give anymore criticisms if I were you. I may regret what will happen next.

Naru: -gulps- Perhaps she doesn't know what to say!

May: -puts knife nearer- You pushed me to the edge! -writes something Naru would say-

Naru: -struggles not to say anything but miserably fails- I LOVE MAI

Houshou: -gasps- So it is true! Ayako, you owe me ¥ 2000! Cough it up!

Ayako: -groans and takes out money and hands money to Houshou- May, You. Will. Die.

May: -gulps- Well, let's move along then shall we... -sweat drop-