Title: The Misfortunes of Life
Rating: K
Author: Me, of course
Dedicated: to all my wonderful readers…duh!
Pairing: You choose
Summary: Dark clouds stormed over the host club. There was a light drizzle as they stood in the rain. "Haruhi…." She had died, leaving them depressed and shocked. But, life isn't always logical, or believable. She hadn't died. She had simply been taken. Venture through as she finds out how much she really meant to them. Will she ever realize how much she meant to them? This is not a DEATHFIC, I promise. Haruhix?Timeline: It is April of Haruhi's second year (I put it like a Japanese school, where the school year end in Febuary and the new year starts in March) Hikaru and Kaoru are in the same class. Therefore, Tamaki and Kyoya are in their third year, and Honey and Mori are in their first year at Ouran University. They frequently visit.
Rambling:
okayyyy people. I know I haven't updated my other stories for a while like Surprise! and The Choice and What Haruhi Wants, but don't worry, I haven't abandoned them. I'm just taking a break…

OKAY OKAY! I ADMIT IT! I HAVEN'T BEEN WRITING SINCE I'M A LAZY BUM! BUT DON"T KILL ME! I'M SUCH A BAD AUTHORESS!

Ahem, so I bet you guys are just rolling your eyes and skipping my rambling to get on with the story. I don't even see the point writing this. Does anyone even read this?

This story will mostly be written from Hikaru's point of view (since he's cool and you know it) but the pairing will be whatever you guys want it to be. Although, a few chapters here and there will be from Haruhi's first person point of view, like this one.

Chapter 1: Colors and Lost

Again, as usual, I'm on my way to the third music room being dragged by the twins (what a surprise). I but my underarms have permanent scars on them from being dragged around all the time. I can WALK you know. but they don't care. No one does. My opinions are equivalent to dried up onions to...you guessed it: The Host Club.

After a few minutes of being pulled by twins down the huge halls (rich bastards), we arrived at the music room. I could already hear Tamaki-senpai rambling on how his "daughter" has been kidnapped by evil commoners for revenge…or something like that.

I swear there is something wrong with his brain.

Hikaru shoved the two big doors open, and everything is how it usually is every day. Kyoya-senpai was on his pineapple laptop, probably planning how to make more profits. Honey-senpai, somehow defeating the law of physics, was stuffing a chocolate cake in his mouth (is that even possible?). Mori-senpai was watching him with a little amusement. And Tamaki-senpai…

"OKAA-SAN! MY DAUGHTER HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED, OR EVEN WORSE…SHE'S" he gasped in horror. "SHE'S BEEN TAKEN AWAY BY THOSE DEVIL TWINS! OH NO! I MUST SAVE HER AND-"

You get the point. Kyoya-senpai groaned inwardly and turned to Tamaki-senpai. "Tamaki, they're right there." Waving his hand in the general direction of the double doors.

Honey looked up. "Haruuuuuu-chan!" he greeted before resuming to enjoying his cake.

Tamaki-senpai turned towards us and gasped again. "Haruhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!" he lunged at me.

I prepared my self for being glomped by him…again. "You shouldn't worry daddy like that!"

Here it comes….

His arms wound tightly around me and my face turned blue. "Cutting…off…air…supply!"

Yep, a typical normal (normal as in host club normal, they were abnormal to begin with) day at the host club. I was annoyed, and yet, seeing them like this made me happy. To see all of them with those smiling faces…I hope that would never disappear.

Ever.

Tamaki-senpai finally let go after a threat from Kyoya-senpai (no surprise there) and after I told him he's not my father, he slouched in his corner again. The shadow king glared at me. I knew what that meant. Since there was only ten minutes until opening and if Tamaki-senpai was in his corner, we would loose profits. I sighed. It's not like I had a choice.

"But…if I were to choose who was the most fatherly in this club…I must say Tamaki-senpai is…" I said to no one in particular.

Immediately, sparkles blinded me and I was glomped for the third time that day (the first time being in the morning).

"Oh Haruhi, you love your father, don't you?"

"If you mean my biological father yes, but about my insane father Senpai? Not a chance."

He paled. The twins snickered.

"She must really despise you M'lord." Hikaru snorted.

"Really despise." Kaoru laughed and Hikaru joined in. Tamaki-senpai became gloomier by the second.

"Haruhi." a familiar monotone voice spoke. He turned and looked at me with that fake plastic smile of his. How do girls fall for him anyway?

"Yes, Kyoya-senpai…?" I knew where this would go. Kyoya-senpai never ever spoke to me unless it was about the host club…or in this case, debts.

He shifted his glasses up. Uh oh…this meant no good.

"May I have a word with you?" translation: come here now or face the Ootori police…

I shivered. "Coming."

The twins stopped their bombarded laughs and sent me a sympathetic look, saying 'Don't-worry-even-if-you-die-we-will-always-remember-you'. okay, that was taking it too far. Okay, I know Kyoya-senpai is a teeny bit - okay, a lot bit – a money-making profiting rich bastard, but he wouldn't go as far to kill someone just because they put a certain blonde idiot in a bad mood. He was human, just like every other person, with emotions. He just had trouble expressing them and usually covered them up with "getting profit" excuses. That's what I saw, anyway.

After a few words from Kyoya-senpai (mostly, "new debt" and "Ootori police") the host club started.

Like I said, typical.

...

"Haruhi-kun, what's you favorite color?" a girl with remarkably big green eyes and short red hair asked me. It was a pointless question, but I mustered up my best answer.

"If I must say, I like all colors. Each color had its own special meaning and value to me." I let my natural smile shine for the countless time that day.

The girls blushed, for god-knows-what reason. "You have strong sense for colors Haruhi-kun." Said the same girl.

The other two at the table nodded in agreement. Then one of them, who had black hair going until her voice, spoke. "I have to say, you do seem like all colors."

Huh? Meaning? I let confusion show on my face.

The poor girl blushed before continuing. "I mean, all the hosts here seem like they have their own colors Haruhi-kun. You, on the other hand, seem like the one who bonds all of them together, shining with every color."

Okay, so maybe all rich girls weren't that dumb and girly. At least this one wasn't, she actually thought about something else than boys.

"yeah." The girl with the red hair nodded. "You're like the rainbow, being the tie that keeps every member connected. You hold each color within you. So if you were to disappear, so would the others. You're the tie that keeps them together"

And their similes weren't that bad either. I am starting to have second thoughts about these girls…

"Oh?" I poured some tea for the girls.

"Yes, Haruhi-kun." The third girl, the one with blonde-hair, spoke for the first time. I guess she's out of her daydream about me and…ehh, I don't even want to know

"What color do you think is Hikaru-kun and Kaoru-kun?" the redhead inquired me. I thought about it for a moment and then answered.

"Hikaru is a bit more devious than Kaoru, and has more trouble controlling his temper and seems to act immature when it comes to his emotions so I would say he's red. Fiery and dangerous." I heard whispering from around the room and some one (Kaoru) snickering while an identical voice trying to make him stop (Hikaru). Do doubt everyone was overhearing this conversation. I think I just accidently stabbed Hikaru…

"and Kaoru-kun?"

Everyone was quiet again. There was pin drop silence but I ignored it. "Kaoru is the level-minded and mature one, despite being the younger twin. H e would do anything for his brother. He usually is the one following his brother's plans, being dragged around by him. He can control his temper well and is always aware of his emotions, thus I would label him orange. Fiery but calm and innocent." I explained, leaving the girls to squeal and Hikaru and Kaoru snickering again.

At that moment, Tamaki-senpai came up to us and bowed before handing a red rose to one of the girls. After saying one of his cheesy lines, (I ignored it, his lines might rot my brain) he turned to me.

"Oh, Haruhi, what color am I then?"

"Definitely white." I deadpanned without hesitation.

"And why would that be?"

"You always are the kind one, and aren't afraid to show it."

Tamaki-senpai beamed at this. "See that devil twins! My daughter has finally come to my grasp!"

"But you're too kind that you go overboard that it annoys people to no end, so it's goo-for-nothing." I added flatly, causing Tamaki-senpai to fall back and the twins snicker again. I turned back to my customers.

"Anyway," the blonde-haired girl started. "What do you think of Honey-senpai?"

"Yellow. Innocent and bright with his child-like charms but has a dark demeanor." There, simple.

"Mori-senpai?"

"Purple." I said simply, taking a sip of tea (which tasted horribly by the way). "Purple is not a main color, and usually stays in the background but has an important role. Mori-senpai is strong, and is the silent time. Plus, he'd do anything for Honey-senpai. That color fits him most."

"What color do you think Kyoya-sama would be then?" the chatterbox redhead asked a question again.

"Mm…" this was a bit hard. He always hid what he really was, under layers of egoistic characteristics so…"Blue." I could immediately feel Kyoya-senpai's gaze boring into my back. His typing stopped also so that meant he was listening (not that everyone else wasn't)

"Why?"

And here it came, explaining. "He has a dark characteristic, but not enough for it to be black. He is kind and loyal to his friends, choosing them over business…" I stated, remember the Éclair incident when he had bought his father's company and then thrust it back at him like he didn't need it. "Kyoya-senpai hides his emotions, and I think he does that because he finds no merit in doing so. It seems like all he cares about is profits at first glance, but if you look deeper, he only does that as a way to show but cover up what he really thinks and is doing. He really cares about this club, and not just profits, even if he acts like an egoist at times. He would go long lengths for this club if anything ever happened."

Gasps were heard around the room, mostly from the host club members. The customers, on the other hand, applauded and spoke about how well Haruhi-kun could read others.

Seriously, what's up with these girls? They're easily impressed. Way too easily. The gaze Kyoya-senpai was holding was gone and the typing resumed, although I noticed a slight change in the tapping noises. Hmm…probably it's just me.

After saying our goodbye's to the girls and a few words of love from Tamaki-senpai, cleaning up (with Hikaru and Kaoru in the backround "ooh"ing and "ahh"ing about how easily commoners can do things), and being informed about my new debt, I flopped onto the couch and sighed. "Wow…that was a long day…"

"Haruhi…" said one voice. It was Kaoru.

"Why would you say such horrible things about us-" Hikaru started.

"and say such nice things about Kyoya-senpai?" Kaoru finished, obviously referring to the color conversation from earlier.

"Because he doesn't drag me around like you two do." I said flatly, sarcasm lacing around every word.

"HAH! See," Tamaki-senpai popped up from nowhere. "She really does hate you two twins!"

"She called you a good-for-nothing!" Hikaru pointed out, causing Tamaki-senpai to start chasing them around the room. I sweat dropped.

"The customers were a bit displeased and we ended up with a decline in today's profits because of your snickering, Hikaru and Kaoru. One more time and do expect to find your names on tombstones." Kyoya-senpai smiled his all knowing smile and the twins turned into ashes.

"I'm going home." I ignored the pleading looks that Tamaki-senpai sent me and declined the twins' invitation to take me home, like I did everyday. I swung my backpack over my shoulder and got up. "Ja ne, everyone."

Like every normal day, Honey-senpai bid me farewell and hopped out the doors, with Mori-senpai in tow. The twins hugged me one last time (with Tamaki in the backgrounds screaming) and I said bye to Kyoya-senpai who did the same. At least one rich bastard doesn't annoy me…much.

I walked out, but unlike every other day, I had a pit feeling in my stomach and for an odd reason, I regretted not taking up on the twins offer.

Weird.

It's not like anything is going to happen, right? I mean, I'm going to go home, change, study, make dinner, dad will come home, and then we'll eat together. Right?

I take a left, and then a right, and then two more lefts and another right before reaching the open air outside. It was about a ten minute walk home from here, so I think I'll just think about…ehh, what do I have to think about any way? My life was a normal, pretty satisfactory one before I ended up cross-dressing as a guy in a host club with freaks. Okay, they're not freaks, but there are certainly not normal people.

I don't get the point of hosting, but I still wonder what that girl – what was her name? oh yes – Kaori, meant when she said that.

"All the hosts here seem like they have their own colors Haruhi-kun. You, on the other hand, seem like the one who bonds all of them together, shining with every color… You're like the rainbow, being the tie that keeps every member connected. You hold each color within you. So if you were to disappear, so would the others. You're the tie that keeps them together."

I ponder on those words for the next few minutes, trying to figure out the meaning. Did she mean that if I wasn't here the host club wouldn't be what it is today? No, that can't be it, there's no way I could possibly have that much of an impact on them. I was just a mere commoner, paying off my debt. Well, technically, I already paid it off when Tamaki had scared us by saying he was going to France forever. But I stayed since it'd be too hectic to quit. Even if I did, they wouldn't let me alone.

So that leaves me to think: am I really the one who keeps them together?

By now, I am nearing the commoner neighborhood. Its early spring so most of the trees are still blooming. The snow had all melted a long time ago, leaving chinks of ice behind. No one was here, and it was nice to be surrounded by silence…for once.

The pit feeling in my stomach got bigger and stronger, and I couldn't pinpoint why. I probably ate something bad or something…or have an upset stomach.

Suddenly, I hear beeps in the distance. Ehh…beeps? Probably police or something. Doesn't matter though.

I try to resume to my original thoughts but the sirens got louder. I groaned in annoyance. I still had to think about stuff like whether I should study for my history test that was taking next week or no…

I look up, and to my surprise, I see a blue Chevrolet car rounding the corner. It seems like the driver was drunk, he was driving on the sidewalk! The car zig zagged back and forth, and the sounds of the tires screeching were everywhere. The sirens got louder and I saw a few police cars round. At least whoever the drunk driver was he was going to be caught…sooner or later.

At that moment, it seemed like time had slowed down. My eyes widened in realization when I saw the car coming towards me. My heart beat speeded up noticeably. I was too worried to do anything, I froze in place. I needed to move! Now! My mouth widens and I strengthen my muscles to turn around and run to the side and away from the cars direction. I was never the athletic one, but at least I could escape the car crashing! It was getting closer by the second! I gather energy and take a step forward and I feel something hard hit my foot. I looked down to see that I'm nearing the ground, all because of a chunk of ice. A stupid chunk of ice! I hit the ground with much force, and I feel blood in my mouth. My arms are limp, and I feel like a knife had just stabbed me. I try to push my self up, and I roll to the right to see tired nearing me. It's too late! No, I can't, I need to get up! My eyelids become heavy and I close my eyes.

I feel something hit my face, crushing the bones and eating away the flesh. It's so painful….

Everything turned black.

A few seconds later, a crash was heard, along with the diminish of a small brown-haired petite commoner girl.

Hate me? Want to kill me for doing this to Haruhi? No, she doesn't die…I won't allow that! Never! Anyway, this will not be a deathfic like I said. Anyway, this will turn out to be a romance/supernatural/mystery, so you guys vote for who you want. Review. Criticism is appreciated. No flames please. So review about how you like it, what I should work on, what I should add, and overall ideas. I apologize for any mistakes and OOCness. I will update soon…and I give you permission to PM me to get me up and yell at me about being a horrible authoress.

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