A/N: This is a...test. Sort of. Strangely enough, I ship these Haruhi and Nekozawa a lot but I was really disappointed with the lack of stories created with them in it. So, I tried to create my own kind of story for them, but with slight twist. That will be more apparent in the future. For now, enjoy. Do tell me what you think.

Oh! And if you create a story with these two as well, do tell me. I'd be more than happy to read it!

Revenge.

That was their intention from the start.

But...the first time was purely accidental. They never intended to go so far.

It was on a day that crossed many boundaries. Good or bad, there were limitations to everything. Even the most patient of people lapse into an unparalleled rage. Many things had a breaking point.

Haruhi's patience was the first to break.

It had been an incredibly stressful week for her to begin with, no, perhaps the whole month had been trying. Exams were approaching. They were coming fast and the time for studying diminished more and more with each passing day. The other students might not have batted an eyelash at something so insignificant, but grades meant everything to her. It guaranteed her scholarship, her future, and her self-worth. She prided herself on the hard work she put into her studies. Her mom would've been so proud, smiling down on her from heaven. This is what she would've wanted for her daughter and Haruhi made every decision in her life based on what her mother would have expected of her. She came with a set plan in mind when she applied to Ouran after all.

Granted, even with all her careful planning she never expected to be part of the infamous Host Club when she enrolled, but it was still an accident she welcomed into her life.

Most times.

Other times though, the club grated on her nerves tremendously. It's not that she had its members, on the contrary, she loved them all like they were her second family. No, the irritation came during the times when her club members were being...obnoxious.

"Haaa-Ruuu-Hiii!"

And the most obnoxious, self-proclaimed 'king' of them all, was this blond idiot Tamaki Suoh.

"Two little birdies have informed me that you have had frequent disappearances as of late."

Something told her that chose 'two little birdies' were the smiling devils standing behind their leader. The Hitachiin twins watched her mischievously. In truth, they've been bothering the girl so much to go and play with them that she took to avoiding them as much as possible. They were just annoyed that she couldn't be their toy whenever they were bored. They sure had a lot of time on their hands to be trying to waste hers. Now that she thought about it, she couldn't recall any memory of them even cracking open their textbooks for reasons other than creating protective barriers to pass notes between. Did they actually ever study? How had they gotten this far in their life without doing so? Ah, wait, money.

"As your father, I demand you tell me where you've been off to this minute!"

He puffed and slammed his foot down as if to show some form of authority. She had not even inhaled a breath yet when he suddenly gasped in the dramatic way he always does when his mind raced faster than logic could follow. Haruhi rolled her eyes and groaned inwardly. The beginning of a headache was thumping at the back of her head. Those haven't been unusual since she started the club, but they've increased annoyingly as of late. She could feel her jaw clenching tightly. Here we go.

"Has someone been targeting you? Bullies? Mongrels? Assassins? GASP! Is that it? Is that why you've been disappearing during breaks? Assassins are coming after your life?!

From behind him, the twins seemed to be connecting the dots. Well...whatever dots they thought they had. They sure loved to fuel their idiot leader's fantasies at her expense. Haruhi's frown just kept dipping further at their antics.

"But boss, if that's true then why would they target Haruhi? It's not like there's much to get from her."

"Yeah, I mean she's just a commoner anyway."

Normally this kind of banter wouldn't bother her the slightest bit. Today, however, it was grating away at her nerves, but she was still determined to keep composed though. Just barely.

"Oh nooo! Haru-chan don't die!"

Even Huni's cute antics were starting to annoy her. The way Mori just watched the chaos unfold was starting to annoy her. Hell, even the sound of Kyoya's fingers hitting the buttons on his keyboard pissed her off to a dangerous extreme.

"I'm not being targeted by assassins you guys. ."

She managed to say clearly through clenched teeth. There was still restraint there. She had to stay calm, but they were sure making it hard to.

"I was in the library studying."

"But you study enough so much already!"

"Yeah! Surely you have some time to play right?"

On the contrary, there hasn't been a moment before when she had studied so little. The reason was because of them and their selfish games. The club ate up a majority of her study time, and their devilish schemes to get her to embrace her 'female charms' took up her free time. That left little to not time to study. Haruhi was barely managing her top position as a student because of them. Just because she had one of the highest grades in the school didn't automatically mean it was guaranteed. She didn't have private tutors like they did or had the luxury of leaving their future up to chance. She had a dream to follow and would do anything to achieve it. Only she could achieve it on her own, with her own methods.

"Absolutely not you heathens! You really think I'd leave my precious daughter alone with villains like you!? Haruhi you are forbidden to go off on your own anymore! Daddy will protect you!"

She briefly wondered how long they were going to underestimate and undermine her like that. She wasn't as weak and helpless as they thought she was. Sure, she wasn't like Huni or Mori, but she could manage on her own just fine. And besides, all the mess she's been in so far was because of Tamaki and his schemes anyway. She never asked for any of it. How had she put up with their antics for so long already?

Her head was thumping wildly and her eyes narrowed slightly. Her teeth were clenched tightly and her knuckles were starting to turn white from balling them up.

Strangely enough, or maybe not that strange at all, Huni was the first to notice all of this building anger.

"Uh...guys? I think you should stop-"

But his protests were too weak. Tamaki and the Hitachiin brothers ignored the rest of the world to enjoy their little personal war.

"Oh? So what, you going to hang around her 24/7 now?"

You guys try to do that enough as it is.

"Wow, that's only something a weird stalker pervert would do."

Like you two were any better.

"I am not a pervert! I only wish to see my daughter happy and safe from you two idiots!"

You're not my father.

"And you're gonna protect her, boss?"

I could protect myself.

"Yeah, she might as well be good and dead with your protection."

He's...got a point there.

"That is not true! As her father, I guarantee my little girl's safety from all dangers!"

Get in touch with reality you idiot.

"...Any-"

"-Dangers?"

There was a mischievous glint in their eyes, and Haruhi knew that it was just going to get worse. Huni and Mori watched back and forth between the storm, and the volcano it was agitating. Normally things would just stop there and Haruhi would just dismiss them all so that the club could go on like it always did. Today though...something was different. Something was going to happen.

Hikaru and Kaoru split apart for a minute and in between their arms, they held...oh. Oh no.

Tamaki's eyes widened in terror as he stared into the angry eyes of the infamous cat puppet doll. Even Haruhi was momentarily surprised out of her angry stupor to focus on it. Well, more importantly, wonder why it was there.

"You...what did you idiots do?"

Only the third year students present seemed to wince at the harsh tone their only female host had used. Kyoya, who so far had remained silent throughout this whole ordeal, stopped the work he was doing on his laptop and turned a curious eye to the group. The other three, however, remained oblivious.

"You idiots. Don't you know what that is!?"

"Oh, this~?"

"Well, of course, it's just-"

"Beelzenef"

Heads whipped towards the door and a loud scream could be heard coming from Tamaki. The entrance door was dark. Black roses bloomed and seemingly withered from the sides of it. The light seemed to disappear and replacing it was the faint glow of a candelabra. The sound of rustling fabric broke through the silence and the silky black locks of a wig seemed to bounce rhythmically with the hard steps of its owner.

It was Umehito Nekozawa.