A/N: Wow! I feel crappy I haven't updated in so long! High school is a bitch though! I hope everyone will still stick by me though cause i worked pretty hard on this chap. I strayed a bit from the original story line for the sake of entertainment! So try to enjoy! J

Disclaimer: I don't own ouran or and then there were none!

"OH GOD NO!"

At the sound of her scream Kyouya bolted up the stairs, Nekozawa following not far behind him. It was not the time to panic but he couldn't help the feeling. Both men tried to get there as fast as they could but it was as if the door was only getting further and further away.

"Haruhi, what happened!" Kyouya yelled bursting into the room.

Standing petrified, Haruhi pointed to the seaweed on her bed. The wet plant was slowly soaking her sheets, filling her room with its salty stench. It was sickening! Her stomach turned from just the sight. Why was he doing this! She was sorry! She truly was… why was he torturing her this way! Feeling the tears on her cheek, she wiped them quickly. Only to be met by a pair of glaring eyes coming from Kyouya's unnaturally vexed face. "So you mean to tell me Ms. Fujioka that I've ran all the way up here while there's a killer on the loose… Because you're afraid of seaweed?" he let out a dark chuckle as he picked up the plant. "This new persona you've developed is beneath you Haruhi" As the blonde watched he could honestly say He was right, Haruhi had been out of character and it was getting fucking annoying… "Where's Kaoru?" he asked hoping to change the subject. As if on cue the man in question appeared behind him. "I'm right here? What do you care?"

"Just asking… can't be too careful."

"And what the are you implying?"

"I'm implying nothing! Feeling guilty?"

Kyouya interjected "Now that we know where Kaoru is where is Hunny?"

Despite her current state of fear Haruhi rushed down to the living room. She prayed for him to be there in the window. Please let him be down there. Please let him be in that seat safe. The others followed behind. Keeping up the best they could.

On the coffee table laid a small body. Blood gathered from the gaping hole in the center of his forehead. A sticky, crimson pool around him dripping onto the carpet. Haruhi took a step closer. "Oh my gosh …" she choked out. Kaoru tried to keep composer. Walking toward the body, Kyouya checked his pulse "He's dead." Somehow his voiced sounded both terrified and uncaring.

Nekozawa moved closer to Hunny and stared for only a moment "Why would someone humiliate him like this? Have you no shame? Bad enough you kill him but then you dress him like a clown?" "Actually..." Kyouya corrected. "This is an 18th century judicial gown." The blonde glared at him. "What the fuck does it matter what it was called?" Haruhi touched her departed friend warm arm. "We should move him"

"You move him!" Kaoru spat staring her down. Nekozawa butted in, "don't act like that. She's right someone needs to move him he's going to get ripe soon and I'm sure you don't want him on the table when it happens!" Kyouya rolled his eyes "that is if were alive by then. And if you're so concerned you move it." "fine!" he shouted back, walking over to Hunny.

Nekozawa picked up the body, letting the warm blood soaking into his sleeve. It was disgusting but he couldn't get himself to refuse. He carried Hunny up to his room laying him in the bed next to Mori's "I'm so sorry Hunny…" he whispered before covering the boy's body under the sheet.

Walking into the halls he could hear the arguing. "NEKOZAWA! ARENT YOU FINISHED!" Kaoru shouted up the stairs at him. "Yah, why?" He rolled his eyes and headed to his room.

Kyouya strolled through the halls, his pen and paper held tightly in his grasp. The house wasn't very large so the walk was a relatively short one. Through his peripheral vision he could see Haruhi walking not far behind him. "Is there something I can help you with Ms. Fujioka?" he asked never dropping his pace. She paused only for a moment. "No I just thought we should stick together." Kyouya smirked and walked towards Nekozawa room. "Very well then"

Turning the brass knob, he opened the door to find blonde staring out the window. "Don't think too hard Nekozawa. You might hurt yourself." "Bite me!" he spat back opening his dresser draw. "Quit it you guys!" Haruhi yelled. The bickering wasn't helping.

Her gaze drifted to the open draw. On top a stack of papers she could faintly make out an object. "Hey, Nekozawa? What's that?" the man looked down only to face his revolver, carefully placed back into his night stand. Kyouya quickly snatched the gun. "Well what have we here?" "I swear that wasn't in there earlier…"

Haruhi watched Kyouya. "You think Nekozawa shot Hunny?" Pushing up his glasses, he looked back at her. "We can't really say that now can we?" Nekozawa looked at them both bewildered.

"HOW CAN YOU THINK THAT! IVE BEEN WITH YOU THE WHOLE TIME KYOUYA!" Kaoru strolled through the door. His lateness was becoming increasingly noticeable. "What if it was Kaoru? He's never even around!" he yelled praying that the red head would get at least SOME sort of scrutiny for his suspicious behavior.

Haruhi looked to Kaoru now who only seemed to get angrier then he was. "Don't look at me because you're a filthy murderer! Damn it Kyouya why don't we just kill him now?"

Tension was growing in the room. All the clues for a clean conviction were there but no one moved to do so. Haruhi stood still in the center, not moving a muscle. Neither were the others. Anything done and or said could and would be held against them, and time for logic was running out.

Her eyes wondered to the plaque, she read it again. "… it's getting late you guys. We should probably go bed." She said replaying the poem in her. Kyouya nodded and with the pistol, exited the room, Kaoru also leaving behind him. Waiting until they both were far enough away, Haruhi closed the door and sat on the bed next to Nekozawa. The blonde looked at her briefly before looking down again. "Nekozawa, what exactly happened with him? ... You know. To the guy you… killed." The room fell silent. The sound of his breathing grew heavier and more ragged as two tears rolled down his cheek. His face was riddled with guilt and regret but his mouth stayed glued shut. "I know it's none of my business but… I think maybe it would make you feel better if you talked about it. Were you angry? Did he hurt you?" the boy stayed quite. "Well I don't think you did it to be mean. That's not like you."

"How the hell would you know what I'm like?" now it was Haruhi who was silent. "I… he was a friend of my sisters. And one day he was chasing her around the halls with a stray cat he found in the garden. Well when I heard her screaming I rushed over immediately to try and stop him but that little brat he… he laughed and pulled the drapes from the window. All I tried to do was get away from the light but he was so close that I knocked him over…the…" "The banister" she continued for him. He looked up at her hoping she could piece together the rest for herself, which she easily did.

Nekozawa wiped the fresher tears from his face and looked out the window. "Why do you think… well I mean you've noticed the lack of compassion haven't you? I mean when Renge and Mori died… it was different then now. Now were fighting over who moves the body like it's a dead rat… "

Yes. Haruhi had noticed, she honestly preferred to ignore the entire thought of the change but it was still in her mind. "Well I think about it this way. When they were killed it was more of a surprise. Now, now each death is more like a countdown and there's only four left…" it was silent again. "I guess this is goodnight Nekozawa…" and with that she left the room and retreated to her own. Lying in bed she could hear the waves crashing against the shore. The sheets still soaked and the smell still lingering. It was the most unbearable torture… but she deserved it.

-3am-

The sun had not yet rose but a light creaking could be heard through the house. Kaoru shot up immediately. Feather light movements screamed through the walls. The twin sat completely still until he hear the front door close. At that note he bolted out of his room and ran into Nekozawa. "Nekozawa wake up! I heard someone leaving the house." Without hesitation Nekozawa jumped up. "Are you sure? Then we have to tell Kyouya..." The two men quietly snuck down the hall and knocked. "Kyouya?" Nekozawa asked opening the door. "Hello?" walking inside they found the room empty.

"Oh fuck!" exclaimed Kaoru as he backed out. The blonde made his way quickly into Haruhi's room. "Haruhi!" he whispered loudly. Haruhi woke up immediately. "What's wrong?" she asked worriedly. There was an eerie chill in the atmosphere. "Haruhi…" Kaoru panted.

"Kyouya's gone…"

A/N: so that was my newest chapter! i hope you liked it! reviews would be great!