So, this is one of THE final chapters. I hope you guys enjoy it!
Honey crept slowly through the halls, approaching a door at the end of it. He was going to end it. End it right here on this day. The knob turned easily in the loli boy's hand and he swung it slowly open.
"Welcome, Mitsukuni. I didn't expect you to come alone." The gruff man smiled. "As you can see, I did. This is between the two of us, yet I hurt your friends repeatedly. Don't that just make your blood boil? The very sight of me must piss you off, little boy."
"So, it is you. I never really thought I would see you again, but I suppose." Honey's eyes gleamed dangerously, shooting venomous thoughts through the air. "You can't ever teach an old dog new tricks, especially one you've beaten repeatedly."
"I take it you brought a knife to a gunfight." The man drew his weapon and Honey got ready in a defensive stance. "Or did you even bring one, you coward?"
"I need no weapon to defeat you. Especially since you hurt my friends and family." The man took aim with the pistol, silently grinning.
"Well, I hope you die soon, or you'll be in so much pain, you'll die from the embarrassment." He fired and Honey shot to the side, sprinting at him with a fist drawn back. His opponent blocked it with the gun and spun, slamming a foot into the loli's side. The blond grunted, rolling away, feeling the shattering of the concrete as the gun went off again. "You see? You won't win! I have the superior speed and strength for a change."
"No, you don't." Honey smashed a foot in his face, throwing him back and causing the gun to fire once more. The teen let out a small hiss as he felt the bullet enter his shoulder, making it go numb. The guy hauled himself up, staring at him with a crooked, bloody nose. Silently, he raised the gun again, aiming for Honey's chest. The blond jerked to the side as he saw the finger pull the trigger and felt the bullet slam into his good shoulder and throw him back. Honey leaped to his feet, feeling his strength running low as the bullet scattered more concrete rubble into the air. Spotting a sharp metal shard, Honey grabbed it, feeling it cut into his palm and the warm blood trickle down his fingers. Steeling himself he flew at the man again, shard pointed for his neck. The gun went off again.
Honey fell to the ground, shard no longer in hand. Blood spurted from the new hole in his chest. The other fell beside him, crimson shooting from the gash on his neck. He let out a gurgle and lay still. Struggling to keep his vision and head, Honey tugged the phone out of his pocket and sent the message he had prepared before he went in.
'It's over.'
They all wore black. Mori looked more somber than ever with no gleam in his eyes and his hair unkempt. Haruhi's eyes were red and puffy, though she had no more tears to shed. Hikaru and Kaoru stood to the back, sorrowful, yet silent. Kyoya had a hand on Tamaki's shoulder as the taller blond sobbed over the fresh grave. The flowers were pink and purple as they rested by the headstone, giving of a faint smell. The tall blond stood slowly, struggling to control his breathing.
"Well guys... Let's go..." He mumbled between sobs. Haruhi flew into his arms, clinging to him and everyone gathered around and hugged, not letting each other go. They had to stay strong for the weakest of them all. The weakest being Tamaki. Even Haruhi had controlled herself enough.
"Yeah, the girls are probably wondering why the club's been so inactive..." She offered up weakly and Kyoya adjusted his glasses.
"True, we have quite the financial travesty with all that's been going on." Hikaru bristled.
"You could have a heart and cut him some slack!"
"No Hikaru, he's right. The customers must come first after all." Tamaki took a deep breath. "We are hosts, and we cannot let them down, no matter what."
Please don't kill me for this! ;n;