(Disclaimer: I do not own anything on Ouran. All I own is the plot of this story.)

I just thought of something… A great Story idea… This'll be great. ;D

Hope you enjoy this!!

Sorry, I wrote this while I was watching Gravitation, so that's why Haruhi's mood is so coarse. Yuki's mood is so course!

(Yuki RULES!)

Yeah, I got into it after seeing some weird Yaoi music clips when I was looking for Yami no Matsuei on iMesh, and gravitation was one of them, and it looked pretty good (what with the cross-dressing-Shuichi who thinks that Yuki doesn't like him just because Shuichi's a guy). ANYWAY! So, yes, that's just the story of why Haruhi is so coarse.

(Youtube sucks coz I spent 2 hours looking for the episodes and when I found some that work, the next day, they took all the episodes off. GO TO HELL YOUTUBE!)

Oh, and I got the idea of this story when I was watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Why? Because in the musical, there's a demon that comes to Earth looking for a queen, and it looked like a good way to make a story. Don't worry – Kyouya's not going to go to Earth looking for a queen. It's going to be just a tad different.

Well, ENJOY!!

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Devils, the Shadow King and a Necklace

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Haruhi sat at the table and sipped at her coffee. While she waiting for the person whom she was supposed to meet up with, she drank about 3 cups of coffee. She had been waiting for 10 minutes, and the thought of her old high school came into her mind. She had never gone to Ouran. Never in her life had she gone to Ouran. She hadn't even heard of the school. Okay, well, that part was a lie. She heard of Ouran, but she was never able to step into the rich school. It was her dream since her mother died, but she wasn't able to go… She dreaded the fact and always tried to forget the reason, but she never let anybody see how upset she was about it. On the year that she was going to finally go, there was a terrible accident and the school had burnt down.

"Hello," the person sighed heavily, taking a seat and taking deep breaths. "I'm so sorry I'm late," the girl said.

"I've been waiting for longer then 10 minutes," Haruhi said harshly. "But then again, I'm not the one who needs a lawyer."

"I'm very sorry, but I had to drop my children to school because my husband wouldn't drive them," she said.

Haruhi nodded. "It's okay. Good thing I'm patient. Now, did you bring the things I asked for yesterday?"

The girl nodded, handing Haruhi a folder. "It's al there. Passport, work details, money insurance – all of it."

Haruhi smiled. "Good. Court will commence in one week exactly, starting at 2 o'clock. I need you to make sure that you, your husband and your children are all there—"

"What? My Children…?! You said nothing about bringing my children along!"

Haruhi looked up at the lady. "You're children are some parts of the proof, Mrs. Umma, or have I left that part out?"

The lady looked down to her hands that were lying neatly on the table.

Haruhi stood up after taking her last sip of coffee, and waved back at the woman as she picked up the files. "I'll see you next week, then," Haruhi said. "Don't worry, Mrs. Umma. You'll have the kids and the money. I promise."

"Are you really able to make such a promise?" she asked.

Haruhi looked at the poor lady sitting on the table from the corner of her eye. "Are you really able to ask such a question?" she asked back.

The lady looked back down to her hands.

"Can I trust to see you there next week?" Haruhi asked, turning back to the lady with her hands on her hips. "Or will you not show?"

"I promise," the lady nodded.

"I don't want you to promise me something that you can't do," Haruhi glared. "I don't want you to promise even if you can keep it. I just want to know if I can trust you or not."

The lady looked up at Haruhi. She smiled after second, and nodded. "I'll be there."

"Good. See you next week."

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Haruhi pulled off her tie and threw it onto a couch. She sighed deeply, and changed out of her working clothes. She changed her black leather skirt into a pair of jeans and changed her black blazer and white polo-shirt into a red singlet shirt. She still looked work-y, except she was just a casual worker now that she was in the confidence of her own home.

She sat on the couch and went through the file that she had gotten from the woman at the coffee parlour. All the correct files were in hand and in perfect order. Everything that was acquired was there, and there was also just a small extra – but this was good. This would definitely win the argument.

Smiling, she walked into the kitchen and made herself a 'congratulations-for-a-great-victory-before-the-court-even-starts!' snack.

A few minutes later, she decided to go through her jewellery set again. These pieces of Jewellery were very special to Haruhi. She got them a few days after her first trial, most of them gifts from her client.

She opened the box and took out a necklace that she had yet to try on. There were many, seeing as her first trial was only exactly one year ago in 5 more days. She looked up to the mirror while she put it on and smiled at her reflection. She looked down to the other jewellery and decided that the one that she was wearing was the most exquisite of them all. It was something that she bought on auction when the remaining students of Ouran were selling personal things that belonged to them and their friends who had been deceased.

She looked back up to the mirror and gasped. Someone was standing behind her. Not someone… Two someone's… They looked exactly the same, both with reddish-brownish hair, parted on different sides, and they both had hazel eyes. They looked about her age, and they were both wearing a red singlet shirt and black pants.

Haruhi spun around and stared at the two in shock. "Who… who are you?" she breathed.

The two looked at each other, smiling like a couple of demons, and turned back to her. "We are here to thank you, our dear Queen," the one on the right said.

"Thank me?" Haruhi blinked. "For what…?"

"For freeing us," the one on the left grinned evilly.

"Freeing you…?" Haruhi repeated. "What are you talking about?"

The two (Haruhi decided 'Twins' would be a better word) smirked. "We've come for you, our dear Queen," they said together.

Definitely Twins, Haruhi thought. "Wait, what?!" she asked. "You've come for me? And what's with the 'Queen' thing?"

"Please, follow us," the twins said, both lending out a hand.

When Haruhi didn't react, the twins took hold of her arm, pulling her towards them. She started screaming. "Let go! Let me go, you stupid brats!" They kept pulling at her arm until she was standing just between them. "I said, let go!" she screamed again, but the twins' strength was too much. They were way too strong for her.

The twins shook their heads. "Come with us," they whispered into her ear, making her shiver just a bit. Okay, she had to admit, it had been a while since her last man, but she wasn't just going to give up when she was trapped – at least, not without a fight.

There was no time to give a fight. No, the twins didn't do anything to her. What they did was much scarier.

Fire filled the room. How the fire started, Haruhi had no idea, but the fire engulfed the room, and Haruhi thought that she was going to die. (Of course, that was the twins' idea.)

"Please, your Majesty, don't be afraid of the fire," the twin on the right smiled.

"If you do," the one on the left said, "then there'd be no future for you with us."

Haruhi started breathing frantically. What was happening? What was she seeing? "HELP!" she screamed as loud as she could. "PLEASE HELP ME SOMEONE! LET GO OF ME! HELPPP!!!!"

"Don't scream, milord," the twin on the right said. "Nobody can hear you anyway. This fire keeps the voices on the inside inside."

"Oh, my God," Haruhi started breathing more frantically. "Please let me go," she pleaded, falling, her arms slipping out of the twins arms slowly. "Please let me out of here."

The twins shook their heads. "There is no way out anymore."

"Besides," the twin on the left said, "our King awaits for your arrival."

Haruhi looked up at the twins, tears in her eyes. The twins scowled at her. "Majesty, we are not letting you out," the twin on the right growled. He bent down, taking the small semi-circled glasses off her nose and wiping away the tears. He leaned in to her ear. "We are taking you to a much better place," he whispered.

She shook her head furiously, closing her eyes tight. She tried prying herself free from the twins, but they were much too strong – stronger than the natural human being. "Let go of me!" she screamed.

They did as she pleaded, sending her flying into the fire, the flames engulfing her whole body, making her skin and bones sizzle. She screamed in agony, but she couldn't move anymore. She was stunned with pain. She felt her soul leaving her body, but before she felt herself dying, she was picked out of the flame by the twins, and everything went black.

She wasn't seen ever again. The only things that remained was the necklace.

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Well, hope you enjoyed chapter 1. There's more to come soon. It took me 3 days to write this, so you BETTER REVIEW!!

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