DM: Well I'm back with another story for you all in the lovely Ouran High School Host Club fandom! Before we begin it, though, I have a few points I need to make (this will be the last long author note I promise):

First of all, this is technically the sequel to Be Careful What You Wish For. However, it stands alone as its own story as well. So, even if you can't be bothered to go back and read it (though it would make me really happy if you did) you can still read this story, which will probably end up being a lot better anyway.

Secondly, this fic will work a little differently that Be Careful. The story will be told from Kyouya's perspective for the most part, but there will be some objective parts as well as Renge's random interjections periodically.

Thirdly, I rated this fic M for a reason. Don't read it if sex and homo-homo side characters make you uneasy. There are also some serious conversations that will happen, and if you're going to be a brat and leave me a review in all caps about how you think "such and such a thing is immoral and wrong" and whatnot then just don't bother. I'll ignore you. My fics are not meant to spark political or religious debate and I will refuse to engage in any with you.

Furthermore, if anyone really likes this story or Be Careful What You Wish For, I would love it if you volunteered to beta it for me. I'm just too tired to go searching through the lists of betas to find one suitable for the story, but I think I do need one, so yea…leave it in a review, please. While I write this fic I'd love it if you could help me with a rewrite of Be Careful, since now that I'm looking over it I've decided that it's kind of embarrassingly bad. To be fair, it was my first OHSHC fic.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club or any of its characters. I do own the plots of this story and its prequel.

Operation: Revenge

Chapter One

Capturing the Shadow King

"Hey, Haruhi," Hikaru whispered, tugging on her sleeve, "Are you sure about this?"

The girl locked her big eyes on his and nodded with determination. Hikaru gulped. She'd never looked that sexy before. He watched her walk on ahead of him, noting how her soft brown hair swished from side to side.

She was dressed in all black and looked like some kind of ninja. Hikaru was dressed the same. Running a hand through his red hair, he motioned for the group behind him to follow.

The Host Club was on the move, but not on the orders of the President or Vice President. This job was entirely personal.

Kaoru, Hunny and Mori nodded as the quartet followed their fearless leader. Haruhi walked without looking back.

Tonight she would have her revenge.

Hello, all! This is Renge speaking. I bet you're wondering what the Hell's going on. Here's a little something to get you up to speed:

I invested heavily in the next UkiDoki game, UkiDoki Memorial 3: Virtual Romance and was put in charge of testing! It was amazing! A game based on your own memories that reflected the world around you. You can even feel everything that happens to you! Unfortunately, you can only play while unconscious, but that hasn't stopped me from winning the hearts of every boy in the Host Club! At least in the game, anyway…

Right, where was I? Oh yea. So Kyouya had this great idea. Ranka (That's Haruhi's dad's name at the gay bar, where he works as a cross-dresser) needed a new fur coat anyway, so he sold us the right to use Haruhi as our test subject!

It was really fun, messing with his sex drive and watching him fall madly in love with Hikaru! However, Kyouya was getting bored so he kind of messed things up…But in the end, Haruhi beat the game!

So when he woke up, he was naturally really mad, but then Haruhi turned out to be a girl! How strange that I didn't notice it all this time! And she isn't technically in the Host Club anymore…Anyway, after a lot more drama, she and Hikaru got together for real. So everything's fine, I guess.

Except for the fact that she and the gang (minus Tamaki and Kyouya) just showed up at my house about ten minutes ago and stole my game console, saying that they needed to "borrow" it. Gosh darn it!

The group made it at last to the Ootori home, sneaking over the fence. Hikaru jogged a little to catch up with Haruhi, who had pulled ahead, when he suddenly found his face slammed in the dirt, a loud howling in his ears.

He had tripped over some kind of wire, triggering the alarm systems. It wasn't even the actual defense system (the Ootori's were more clever than that) but the decoy one set to lull potential criminals into a false sense of security. What does this say about Hikaru's intelligence?

Haruhi helped him up, barely stifling a laugh at the look of embarrassment on his face. Kaoru came and stood by them while Hunny and Mori proceeded to take out the guards that flocked towards them one by one.

"Hi-yah!" Hunny yelled, kicking one in the face. Mori silently swung one into another two, causing the three to fall away. The guards kept coming.

Hunny punched someone over his shoulder without looking, in the meantime using his free hand to motion to the others to keep going. Haruhi nodded and gave him a small smile.

With the twins flanking her, Haruhi crept up to the house, tightening her grip on the backpack she now carried. Inside was the instrument of her revenge, the only way to pay back that Ootori bastard for the inconvenience he'd caused her.

The bastard in question had awoken right away to the sound of the alarms. He knew this was going to come some day. As predicted, Mori and Hunny were tied up and Haruhi had only the twins with her. The Ootori house was large enough such that if he crept out, he could exit the opposite wing before they knew what had hit them. He watched them slip inside from the west and began creeping towards the eastern staircase. He made it to the door to said staircase, only to hear an all too familiar voice from within:

"Kaoru, I know this is like the fifth message I've left you, but as the more sensible Hiitachiin, I feel that you're responsible for making sure Hikaru and Haruhi don't get into mischief, do you hear me? Why aren't you picking up your phone?"

Kyouya smacked his forehead and doubled back. If he ran into that idiot now, he'd never make it out.

A loud gasp from the staircase caught his attention and he paused briefly.

"Karou, don't tell me you also participate in lascivious activit—oh darn it, the time expired…"

The voice was getting closer and closer. Sounds could now be heard from the western staircase. They were coming for him! He dashed towards the east. If he threw Tamaki out ahead of him, he'd stall the three long enough for him to make his getaway.

"Kyouya! Kyouya, no one will answer their phones!" Tamaki shouted, opening the door dramatically.

With a crack it his Kyouya's skull as he ran headlong towards it. His legs collapsed underneath him and he fell to the floor, unconscious.

"Mommy, I worry about our children's moral standards. I mean, really, they might be engaging in a threesome as…we…speak." he took a step into the hall and felt something rather soft under his foot. A quick glance downward confirmed that it was indeed a passed out Kyouya.

"We have you now, Kyouya," a voice called from the other side of the hall. Haruhi walked towards the fallen Shadow King, a twin on either side. The voice, now clearly Hikaru's, began to laugh evilly.

"What's going on here?" Tamaki asked, placing his hands on his hips in a would-be authoritative manner. Kaoru looked at him and smiled.

"Oh, my lord, we just wanted to play a game with him, that's all!" he said, his voice dripping with innocent sweetness. Haruhi and Hikaru looked at each other, grinning, but Tamaki bought the act wholeheartedly.

"This is so sweet! Just when I thought it was hopeless to save you from the clutches of puberty, you overcame your overwhelming libidos and came to reminisce about your younger, more innocent days with Mama!" He gushed, making grand hand gestures to accompany his nonsense. "Papa is so prou—"

"—yes, yes, very good! Now leave already," Hikaru snapped, quickly growing impatient. Tamaki faltered, finally cottoning on to what was happening around him. Thankfully, however, his brain never quite fully got it because Hunny and Mori decided to appear at that moment.

"Tama, I want to eat cake!" Hunny said, taking Tamaki by the hand, his stuffed bunny somehow (he wasn't carrying it before) in his other arm. Mori pushed Tamaki from behind and the three of them left. Never mind that it was three in the morning.

The remaining three proceeded to drag Kyouya back to his room, quickly setting up the game. He was about to play a round of UkiDoki he'd never forget.

"Kaoru, plug this wire in the red slot," Haruhi ordered, handing him the wire that sprouted the little stickers that enabled one to feel in the game. She and Hikaru set about placing them on all the necessary points.

In the meantime, Kaoru was struggling to find the red slot.

This was because, unknown to everyone (including Kaoru himself) he was color-blind. Meaning he couldn't tell red from green. So, as Kyouya's luck would have it, he placed it in the green slot, unaware of the "DANGEROUS – EXPERIMENTAL" sticker that was on the bottom of the console, lined up with the slot in question. They had set it upside down unknowingly.

The wire sparked a little after being placed inside, but Kaoru assumed that was normal (he'd never seen the game before, anyway). Of course, this was how an innocent prank led to the worst experience of Kyouya's life.

Hikaru and Haruhi were oblivious to the disaster occurring to their immediate right, as they started the game and selected their settings.

"He'll be a girl. Be sure to put his sex drive up. Now he'll pay for what he did to me," Haruhi was muttering. When she was opening up the multiplayer window, Hikaru put a hand over hers.

"Haruhi, does that mean you'd rather it had never happened?" he asked. She turned to him, alarmed by his serious tone.

"No, I'm just vindictive, that's all," she said, avoiding eye contact.

Kaoru realized quickly that the other two were oblivious to his existence, and thus decided to slip out, leaving the duo alone.

"I feel a little bit like we owe him something. Without him, my love for you would have gone unrequited forever…" Hikaru continued.

"Not forever!" Haruhi said suddenly, giving him a serious look. "I would have realized it eventually. He just sped it up, making me very uncomfortable in the process…" she trailed off.

Suddenly, she was in his warm arms, feeling his heartbeat and hearing his breathing in her ear.

"I love you, Haruhi. Please let me kiss you. You looked so cute just now."

Haruhi's face turned crimson as she patted him on the back, signaling him to let go. He kept his face close to hers but released her as she wished. She closed her eyes.

"Just once, ok?" she whispered, thoroughly embarrassed. Hikaru leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. They were surprisingly soft.

She kissed back when suddenly he pushed her mouth open with his tongue, gaining entry inside. When they finally broke apart, Haruhi was panting slightly.

"Can I have seconds?" Hikaru asked, smiling mischievously but blushing at the same time. Haruhi nodded slowly.

Yes, yes it's Kyouya here. I feel like I have to tell someone about this, and you're as good as any, I suppose. Calm down, please.

Now then, I refuse to say that I woke up one morning to find my penis missing. I know that's what Haruhi wants me to say, but I will not give her that kind of satisfaction. After all, she, in part, ruined my life. Only just recently have I been able to salvage it.

Anyway, that's not what happened. I didn't wake up in the morning, at least.

When I came to (after Tamaki nearly cracked my skull open with the door) I found myself in the Third Music Room. I could see Tamaki hosting on one table, the twins nearby. Hunny and Mori were also serving guests just like usual.

The one person I couldn't find was Haruhi.

Looking down, I expected myself to be a female customer in the Host Club. That would probably be Haruhi's idea of revenge, I figured. However, I was wearing a male uniform.

I definitely wasn't male, though. I'm not going to say how I know either, so quit your smirking.

A few girls came over to me, claiming to have designated me. I sat down in a daze.

Haruhi had not only made me a girl, but she had made me a cross-dresser like herself.

DM: Ohoho! Well there's chapter 1 for you. Next chapter we'll hear some more from Kyouya, and possibly Renge. Another note: if I get reviews, I update faster. I could update this in as little as five days if you review for me! Next chapter: The Queen.