The last chapter

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The screams, the screams died, the body going limp. A greedy laugh, enraged curses, Hikaru was in tears. Hunny was dead, his dilated eyes open, a dead glare. The enemy, the villain, the killer stared at his last victim. Hikaru didn't even glance at him, only staring at his friends, at their bodies, his fury rose and combined with sorrow, his feeling of uselessness numbed him. He nearly smiled, he would be next, and there was no way around that.

He only had one question for the killer, one small question: why?

"Why?" Hikaru croaked, without knowing he actually spoke.

The killer rolled his eyes, that question…he was asked that question too many times.

It started with Kaoru

"Why?" Kaoru screamed, kicking at his legs, biting his arms. Kaoru screamed again, repeating the question "why, why, why?"

The girl…Haruhi asked that too…

Haruhi pulled at her bounding, swinging her feet, her voice almost calm, "why?"

Even Mr. Child (Hunny) asked that question…

"Why are you doing this? Why are you hurting my friends and me?"

His response…was always different

To Kaoru…

"You deserve much worse than what I am going to do to you."

To Haruhi…

"I hate hurting women but you are their friend so you are just as bad as they are?" And that idiot girl, "who I'm I just as bad as?" And the killer's response, "the twins, they are rotten."

To sweet little Hunny…

"You all deserve to die. None of you deserves life."

To Hikaru…

"You should know why?" The killer spoke, feeling anger rise and fall at the confused looked on Hikaru's face.

"I don't know…I…we did nothing to you." Hikaru was stumbling, his fear and pain making his voice shaky and unstable.

The killer shook his head, liar, he thought.

"Let me enlighten you than. A year ago, I was happy, married to a beautiful woman, just had my second child, a beautiful little girl, both my children are girls. I quit my bounty hunter job, got a job at a bank. Everything was fine, first time in my whole life. One day…I got a call from my aunt. She told me that my 16 years old cousin just committed suicide. It was as if my heart was shattered. Although I was not close with my cousin, she was still my cousin and I still loved her. So after her wake, I went into her room and found a notebook, it was a diary, her diary."

"What does that have to do with us?" Hikaru hissed. The killer ignored him.

"Her name was Jasmin Yashi. Do you remember her?" The killer asked and Hikaru shook his head in confusion.

"No, why would I?"

"She went to Ouran High School. She was black, with dark brown wavy hair; it went down to the middle of her back. She had brown eyes, the color of sand. Still don't remember her?" The killer asked, madly.

"No, god damn it, I don't know her." Hikaru screamed, trying to break his handcuffs that were holding him to the wall.

"You should. She was in at least one of your classes. She wrote about you and your damn brother nearly daily. She wrote about how wonderful you were, how sexy you were, how godlike you both were. Than on Oct 6, on a page covered in tear marks, she wrote that she played a game with you two. 'Which one is Hikaru?' Remember that game? She wrote about how she was never as embarrassed and sad ever in her whole life, how one of you called her a moron and the other one called her a loser. Do you honestly not remember her?" The killer asked with a weird tone to his voice.

"No, we were always playing those games. How are we supposed to remember?" Hikaru screamed, anger rich in his voice, "is this why? Is this why you killed my brother? Is this why you killed my friends? Because of a fucking little game?"

"Because of a little game? Do you honestly believe that your 'little' game was as harmless as you think it was?"

"Fuck you asshole. You killed my friends, you killed my brother, I don't care anymore."

"On Nov 2nd, she wrote down in her diary, her last entity, that she was working on an experiment in the forest, looking for different types of grasses for her biology class, when a couple of twins approached her. They talked for a while; my cousin went back to trying to find the ten different grasses for her class when one of the twins grabbed her. My cousin started to panic, tried to fight…but…the twin that was holding her down, older of the twins, told her that she was going to help his younger brother lose his virginity. The younger of the twins stripped her and raped her. The last thing she wrote was your names and that she wanted to die."

Hikaru felt sick, nausea sitting in; the killer got the wrong twins…

"You held my baby cousin down while your brother raped her." The killer finished, picking up a knife.

"No, no, you got the wrong twins. We would never do something like that!" Hikaru screamed again, tears stinging; he couldn't help but feel anger, his brother died for someone else's crime.

"Stop lying. Admit it; admit that you deflowered my cousin." The killer screamed, kicking at the body of Haruhi.

"It wasn't us!" Hikaru screamed. The killer narrowed his eyes. They all said basically what Hikaru was saying…

Kaoru…

"What? What do you think I did, I would never do something like that. You have the wrong person." The killer, "Stop fucking lying to me." Kaoru, "I'm not fucking lying. I never raped anybody."

Haruhi…

"No, no…you have the wrong people."

And even Hunny…

"No way at all."

The killer's response was always the same…

"Just admit it and I'll go easy on you."

Their replies…

Kaoru, "I didn't do it."

Haruhi, "They would never do something like that"

Hunny, "They are too nice to do something like that."

Hikaru, "We didn't do anything to your fucking cousin. We wouldn't have touched her even if she paid us too."

The killer shook his head, they always chose death over admitting to the truth, he was disappointed…he hoped that Hikaru would have just admitted, but since he didn't…

"Liar," The killer hissed rising the knife.

"You got the wrong twins. My brother wasn't even a virgin last year." Hikaru screamed in anger once again.

"Don't lie to me. You and your brother made my cousin kill herself. I couldn't let you two get away with it. So at the beginning of this school year, I asked for a year off of work. Told my wife I was doing missionary work with my old church buddies back in England. Went to one of my friends and they got me a fake identity. Than I applied to be a janitor at the school, it was quite easy to be hired; I would have thought that a school full of rich brats would be harder to get a job at. But I became a janitor. Asked another of my friends to apply to, he got the job. His record was clean though; mine was…less than tidy."

Hikaru was silent, listening, not liking where this is going.

"I worked there for 4 months, waiting for the moment. I got assigned, as well as 4 others to work on the third story. I guess the school was cheap like that; every floor only had 4 janitors. Still, that was good. Before my work started, I would slip on a spare school uniform from the supply closet. I would put on a red sweater and walk into the host club. I would watch silently from the corner. My eyes were always glued to you two. I watched silently, only interested in finding out which one was the younger twin, which one was the rapist and which one was the helper." The killer stared at Hikaru who had his head down, trying to remember seeing him. He shook when he remembered seeing him, as they did they acts, the red blur behind their fan girls.

"Then I played your game to make sure I know and can recognize which one is Kaoru and which one is you. You know how much I wanted to choke both of you. When I got it wrong…the smug looks on your face mixed in with almost disappointment….I wanted to just take both of you by your shirts and repeatedly hit you two against the wall. So I realized…I couldn't tell you two apart. So I went to you friends…

Haruhi: "Their hair is different and their attitudes are too. Just watch them; you will notice the little differences"

"Once I found out, I started to plan what I was going to do; it was quite interesting finding out your traits and your differences. Innocent, I concluded, deceitful innocence, your brother held. I knew what he was a rapist, no rapist is innocence, but in the host club he really pulled it off. Innocence. I told Hunny what I thought of Kaoru, I called him innocent, he didn't seem to like me saying that."

"He may act innocent but I'm innocent"

"I only approached these two, Hunny and Haruhi, because they seemed…nearly dense. The other three, I thought, would be too…untrustworthy of me if I started asking them questions about Kaoru." The killer concluded turning back to the two bodies before shaking his head.

"Still, thank god Haruhi told me about your two hair styles. It made it easy enough to tell who is who. So than it was just a matter of waiting for the right opportunity."

"It wasn't long." Hikaru closed his eyes.

"It happened within a month. I ran into you as your friends pushed you to the limo. I went to work, cleaned a little, spying on Kaoru who was 'happily' doing his homework. My friend who was working in the gym called in for backup, saying that someone messed up the gym really bad. I told my other coworkers to go ahead and help them and that I'll finish off the floor. They seemed unsure at first but they did, after I told them they could leave as soon as it is done. I didn't have to worry about the janitors on the other floors, they wouldn't hear anything and they wanted to leave as soon as possible. The janitors were having a little party at a crappy little restaurant that they all wanted to go to. So than I was alone with Kaoru and the security guards, who just happens to have had a little accident with the door handle of a closet. Really embarrassing thing, they were trapped there for the whole night. Heard they were fired. Funny how that happens."

"So what did I do with my time before Kaoru gets ready to leave? I got ready. Unpacked my tools, blah, blah, blah…most importantly, I had to wait. I usually never wait." The killer said with a smile and Hikaru looked down.

"Thirty minutes later Kaoru walked into the room. We fought at first; he hit his head against the wall. Was passed out for nearly an hour. He woke up…you know the rest." The killer said smiling swinging the knife in his hands.

"Than afterwards, I threw my new identity out, stopped showing up for my janitorial duties. They wont find the real me so I don't care if they find out that it was 'William E. Frug's fault. The real William is in Africa, on a slave ship, I would laugh if they arrested him. Poor dear probably would welcome prison over the slave ship." The killer laughed before shaking his head.

"So I killed off Kaoru, regretted it dearly, could have got some real money by selling him but I killed him. I still kick myself for that one. Still, I killed him but you, the holder still lives. So it wasn't over. You though, broke like a baby after he died, it was comical. Oh my brother is dead, what should I do? I knew I couldn't go to your house to get my revenge…wouldn't even get passed the gates without being caught. So I had to find a way to get you there. That was where the voice recordings came in, the letter, and oh god the videotapes. How easy it was to lull you out of the safety of your house. I didn't expect you to bring guests though, that were unfortunate for them, they shouldn't have followed you now shouldn't they?" The killer told him staring at the two dead bodies before turning back to Hikaru.

"Now, now its time to end this shit. I am going to really enjoy this. I have been thinking for the longest time what to do with you. Should I put you on the triangle? Should I make you eat batteries, a poisonous plant? Than I realized what I wanted you to do. My cousin had nothing to live for after you bastards raped her. You have nothing left to live for now that your brother is dead. I am going to kill you the way my sister killed herself. But…since I am not patient like her, I am going to stab you more than what she did to herself."

"It wasn't us; I swear to god, we didn't do anything." Hikaru cried, pleading with the guy to believe him.

"Stop fucking lying to me." The killer screamed, grabbing the knife and stabbing Hikaru in his stomach. Hikaru gasped, pain overwhelming him and he looked down at his stomach, where blood was falling from.

"This was what she did. Stabbed herself in her stomach, but instead of this little knife, she used a butcher knife. She lay on the floor bleeding and dying and no one stopped her. No one even came home for a whole day. A whole fucking day." The killer yelled.

"It…it…it wasn't us." Hikaru spoke, wheezed, and the killer shook in anger.

"Stop lying to me you fucking piece of shit," he stabbed Hikaru again in his side and Hikaru coughed.

"I am not…I swear it…we would never…"

The killer raised the knife again, "stop your fucking lying." He brought the knife down once more but stopped inches from the skin. Something stopped him.

The sounds of sirens…

"Shit," the killer said, dropping the knife, "no, no, no! They aren't supposed to be here. Shit!" The killer cussed, the knife dropping to the floor. Panic, real panic started to spread throughout his body and Hikaru noticed. Finally the man stopped, composed himself, picking up the knife once again. He glared at Hikaru and slashed him one more time across his thigh.

"You better die you fucker." The killer hissed, pocketed the knife. He ran though the room, going to the back door, struggling with the lock.

Hikaru wheezed, staring at the front door, hoping that the police get here fast enough. "No, come on finish what you started," Hikaru yelled to the killer, trying to distract him, keep him here. The sirens getting nearer and nearer. He didn't realize that he was talking to himself, the killer unlocked the door and disappeared, running to the lake. Hikaru laid there coughing, feeling copper in his mouth, and the pain was too much for him. Hikaru stared at the door, praying that the police get here faster, he wondered if it was too late already.

The sirens got louder and he knew…the ambulance was outside the factory. He bit his lip and waited. He waited ten minutes before he heard the front door being opened. He closed his eyes when blinding lights shined at him.

"All clear." The leader of the policemen said and others were running into the factory. With them was Kyoya, who seemed to stall as soon as he saw Haruhi. He froze, face one of horror and he immediately turned around. Hikaru at first was confused until he saw the beginning of yellow…yellow hair…oh god.

It was already too late. Kyoya tried to push him back, but Tamaki fought back and than screamed when he saw Haruhi. Kyoya stopped trying to keep him out, and Tamaki collapsed beside Haruhi. Blood on his hands, he covered his face with them, and let out soul wrenching sobs. Kyoya stared at Haruhi, put a hand on Tamaki's shoulder and told the police to keep Mori out. Kyoya turned to Hikaru and Hikaru let out another cough, blood dripping from his mouth.

Kyoya immediately ran over to Hikaru, policemen already working on breaking his bounding. Hikaru stared up at Kyoya, unemotional, as finally the police broke the bounding. The police lowered him gently to the floor; Kyoya was immediately beside him, talking to him, holding his hand. Hikaru was yelling something but Kyoya couldn't tell what Hikaru was trying to say.

"Hold on Hikaru. Hold on, the EMTS are on their way." Kyoya said comfortingly combing back Hikaru's hair.

"It's going to be okay. I promise." Kyoya said again and all he got in return was Hikaru coughing up more blood.

Hikaru was whispering something and Kyoya bent down, putting his ear over his mouth.

"Wrong twins, it was the wrong twins, innocent." Hikaru was shaking; Kyoya couldn't tell if it was from shock or coldness but Kyoya just rubbed Hikaru's shoulder, looking at the injuries.

"Where are the EMTS?" Kyoya ordered and a policeman went outside, talking on her phone.

"Okay Hikaru, I need you to take deep breathes? Can you do that for me? Take really deep breathes? Kyoya asked, Tamaki looked up from Haruhi and frowned. Giving one last look at his dead girlfriend he went over to his friends and kneeled down on the other side of Hikaru.

"Its going to be okay, come on, deep breathes now, 1…2…3…good Hikaru keep breathing deep." Kyoya ordered looking at Tamaki in fear.

"I…"

"No Hikaru, no speaking, just breathe." Tamaki said this time and Hikaru shook his head, tears running down his face.

"It wasn't us…he was after…" Hikaru groaned at the end, blooding spilling out of his lips.

"Hikaru, you need to stay with us here, okay." Kyoya ordered and Hikaru nodded softy.

"Stand back," policemen suddenly ordered Tamaki and Kyoya, "EMTS coming though." Tamaki and Kyoya both stand up, watching as a couple of EMTS bring a gurney in. They watched as they moved Hikaru into the gurney and strapped him in. The EMTS rolled the gurney out of the factory and Tamaki and Kyoya went with it, talking to Hikaru, telling him everything is going to be okay. When they get outside they were immediately greeted with Mori who stared at Hikaru in shock.

"Haruhi and Hunny are dead. Hikaru is losing too much blood; they have to get him to the hospital now." Kyoya informed Mori and Mori froze in shock.

"Hunny is dead?" Mori whispered, shaking his head and Kyoya nodded, "I'm sorry." Mori just stood there, staring at the factory, so many emotions rushing though his body. He shakes as he sees two more gurneys come out, with body bags on top. Feeling sick, Mori falls on his knees, and for the first time in about six years, he let out a sob.

By the ambulance, Kyoya fought with an EMT, "let me in the ambulance."

"Sorry, you can't go in here."

"But it's my friend." Kyoya argued but the EMT shook his head.

"Sorry kid." The ambulance doors closed and the ambulance zoomed off.

Tamaki and Kyoya stood there staring at the ambulance as it zoomed out of sight. Tamaki looked back at Mori who was still on his knees and to the factory where policemen were going in and out. Kyoya looked at the policemen around him, realizing their shocked looks.

"Oh god, he got away." Kyoya whispered. Tamaki turned back to him before walking up to Mori, kneeling beside him and hugging him. Kyoya just put his head in his hands. They were nothing they could do. It was already too late. Kyoya stared at his friends for a minute before turning around and walking to the police car that he drove here in. There was nothing he could do now. Its over.

ELBISREVERRI

Yes, story is finally completed. The last paragraph is not want I wanted but that's all I can do. Please Review.

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Kyoko Momomiya: Thanks for your review. I loved it, definitely the part about this chapter being the last chapter. Yep, sadly this is the last chapter; I don't think I could have extended it any more than I did. Why didn't I have the killer meet Kyoya? I don't know, it just didn't happen. Yes, I think what I diagnosed Hikaru as is called broken heart syndrome (it has some long medical name) it's a really sad disease. It gives me the shivers to know that your emotions and mental can have so much influence on your physical wellbeings. Still thank you for all of your reviews; they really made me have the confidence to continue this story.

Queenofshades19: I know I got to be less…detailed…but umm…than I shouldn't be writing about things like this in the first place. My mom would kill me if she read my story, she was murder me if she knew I have rape and murder in my story. She expects me to write about happy things….anyways….I understand your message, and I'm happy you enjoyed my story.

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