A/N: Everyone's reviews of the previous chapter made me smile. I would like to think there is a reason behind Tamaki's grandmother's attitude. In the manga they wound up bonding over soap opera tunes, so who knows. If you haven't seen it, I have started two new Ouran stories. One for Kaoru/Haruhi and one for Nekozawa/Haruhi. I'm not done with the new stories yet though and I will soon start another Ouran story. Enjoy the new chapter of 101! This request is from Shortie87.

#86…Throw into an automatic door or moving object in order to jam it so you can make your escape or prevent it from moving further – I got this from watching spy movies. LOL.

#87…Twirl like a baton – no explanation needed.

Walking through the building, Mori and Satoshi were on high alert. The twins had kidnapped Haruhi yet again, and this time she actually needed to be rescued (dear reader, apparently three days of being forced into new designs and having her hair and makeup done every which way finally drove her batty). However, it was not as easy as showing up at the Hitachiin mansion and saying, "Can you please give Haruhi back now?" Nope. Not that easy. How did they know that? They tried it. According to Hikaru and Kaoru's father, the twins were holding her at their new design studio in the warehouse district, which had been a gift from their mother for actually graduating high school (dear reader, there was a slight doubt as to if the twins would survive and actually receive their diplomas and when they did, well Yuzuha got so excited, she bought them a warehouse and had it turned into their own private studio complete with runway so they could throw their own fashion shows).

When they arrived at the building, the scoped out the security. There were cameras everywhere and it looked as if one guard out front. Now being who they were, they could easily deal with one guard, a puny looking one at that, but where was the fun in that. Plus with all those cameras, there was the fear, the twins would sneak out back with Haruhi and escape. No, they had to sneak in.

They carefully climbed the drain pipe and swung up to the roof (dear reader, they could have climbed the back stairs which also led to the roof, but first – that's no fun, and second, two cameras). Accessing the roof had been fairly easy, or at least they both made it up the drain pipe with minimal problems. Satoshi almost fell once and hung there with one hand clutching one of the brackets used to secure the drainpipe to the building for dear life for a moment as a second guard they had not previously seen walked mere feet under him. His brother reached down and helped secure him and they finished their climb.

The door on the roof leading into the building also had cameras and a motion sensor. They would not be able to use that door without alerting everyone to their presence. That meant, the best way inside was through a window. (Dear reader, it was probably a good thing they each brought some rope). Securing one end of their line to whatever they could find that would not come lose when they dropped over the edge of the roof, they got ready to jump. After surveying the different options available, they found a window that looked like it was cracked open and threw themselves over the side of the building. Luckily, when they pried the window open (dear reader, they broke it off and it crashed to the ground. They scurried into the building as fast as possible), the room was empty.

Looking over his shoulder, Mori gazed at his younger brother. Satoshi appeared calm, cool, and collected…and like he was having the time of his life. A huge smile tugged his lips upwards as he twirled his shinai around like he was the baton twirler in a marching band. "It's time. Are you ready?"

"Ready, Taka-Bro!" Satoshi exclaimed.

"Shh. We need to be quiet and rescue Haruhi."

"Got it. Don't worry. We'll get her to safety. The twins won't dare come to our house and try to take her."

"So you say."

"Have some faith," the younger man snickered before following his older brother and idol out of the room.

Walking along the upstairs hallway, which opened up so one could peer over the railing to observe the downstairs area, they had to duck once when they heard the voices of the nemeses: Hikaru and Kaoru.

"What do you think we should put her in next?" Hikaru questioned his brother.

"How about that peach ball gown?" Kaoru replied.

"Oh that's a good one."

"Hey."

"Hmm?"

"You know we're going to have to let her go soon? Mori-senpai is going to kill us as it is."

"We will. We will, but after she tries everything on. She has her whole life ahead with him, she can give us a few days."

Kaoru sweat dropped. He wasn't so sure. Something told him they were living on borrowed time and would soon be facing the angel of death.

Once they no longer heard voices and heard a door shut, Mori and Satoshi began their search again. They looked in each room on the second floor, except one. Trying it, they found it to be locked; and as Mori stood there listening for a moment, he heard his fiancée fuming inside. Well, they had found her, "Haruhi?"

"Ta-Takashi?" The muffled voice of the brunette returned.

"Unlock the door."

"I can't. Those idiots locked me in here when I tried to run away."

There was no hope for it. They would have to break it down, "Hide somewhere safe." Backing up slightly, he lifted his leg and kicked. The door gave way like it was made of cardboard.

Haruhi popped her head out of the closet, relieved to see her fiancé and ran up to him, "You have no idea how happy I am to see you right now."

"No time for a happy reunion guys, we got to go now!" Satoshi called out.

Hikaru and Kaoru just stepped off of the elevator and had spotted Satoshi. "Our toy! We won't let you have her!"

Satoshi knocked them down as Mori swung Haruhi up in his arms. They had to use the elevator, but it was closing. Wincing, the younger man muttered, "I hope this works." Throwing his shinai with just enough force, it landed in between the two doors, preventing them from closing. He rushed in and so did his brother complete with rescue package, and he pushed the door closed before Hikaru and Kaoru could catch them.

The trio exited the doors on the first floor and just as they were about to run through the front door, a ninja holding a ninja bunny dropped out of the sky, "I'm a samurai here to stop you!"

"No! You're the ninja and I'm 007," Tamaki, dressed in a white tuxedo complete with tails, argued with the ninja/samurai.

"Tama-Chan, I thought you said I could be a samurai," Hunny's eyes filled with tears.

"You can't be the samurai, you're dressed as a ninja," Chika growled opening the front door. He had been the guard out front.

"CUT!" Kyoya yelled using a blow horn. "It really doesn't matter what you want to be, according to the script, all of you are supposed to stop them from leaving with Haruhi. You wasting time, resources, and money in delaying the filming. Now can we finish this movie for our guests? As long as you don't waste any more time and get your parts right, we will make the club money."

Everyone got the feeling they would die if they talked back and therefore, everyone nodded in agreement. Except one. Haruhi asked, "Kyoya-senpai, why are we even making this movie? We've all graduated except for Chika and Satoshi."

"I will not leave the club without a way to make money, and all of our fan girls have been begging for another movie since Renge's movie your first year. Really Haruhi, do you want to leave your future brother-in-law in the red?"

"Eh, uh, no," she stammered and decided it was probably best not to say anything else but her lines going forward. However, she also had to ask herself if the club was actually in danger. Glimpsing a small peek at the Shadow King out of the corner of her eye, she chose not to argue or voice her doubts. It was just safer that way.

Kyoya returned to his director's chair and said, "Let's start from where Satoshi, Mori-senpai, and Haruhi exit the elevator. Places…and ACTION!"