Crimzon: Well, like I've told everyone before, this is a fanfiction that I won't be updating very often, but because my friend (whom Danny is based off of) has been questioning me as to when this will be up . . . well there you have it. Its crazy long and I practically died trying to finish this. Yo! Danny, if you're reading this intro (you fucking better be) HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I know it's a little late, but hey, better late than never. This is my birthday gift to you and please enjoy. Fair warning, this chapter pretty much sucks cuz I got tired of the plot for this chapter so I'm just trying to get through it so I can get on with the normal story. What the hell I was thinking when I first started this whole kidnapping ordeal, I have no clue. Anywho, enjoy, review, read (just not in that order) AND I OWN NOTHING, ONLY OCS!

~General POV~

~At Ouran~

Everyone in the room had grown silent; listening to the annoying tone on the phone that meant the line went dead.

"Did Yvee just get . . ." stuttered Anya.

". . . Shot?" Danny finished with a 'gulp' sound at the end.

"NO! MY EVIL/DEMONIC DAUGHTER DIDN'T MAKE IT!" blurted Tamaki.

"WAH, Yvee-chan!" cried Honey.

"Way to stay optimistic Tamaki . . . and look at what you did, you made Honey-sempai cry!" scolded Kaoru.

"Yeah! And she's not your God Damn daughter you freaky pervert!" snapped Anya.

"WAH, Momma, our daughter is being abusive!" cried Tamaki.

"T-Takashi, Yvee-chan is g-gonna be o-okay, right?" Honey asked as tears streamed down his face which made him seem like a grade-schooler. Mori looked down at the boy with an expressionless look and shrugged his shoulders which only made Honey blubber more and then he went into full on cry mode. Mori started panicking in silence and crouched down to the boy's height and nodded his head furiously.

Kyouya hardly took notice to the hysterics of the club members. He had his arms crossed with one hand on his chin, deep in thought. He was thinking back to the descriptions Yvette managed to give him before the call was so rudely interrupted. After going through all of the possibilities, he finally came to the conclusion he needed. She could only be in one place and that was just outside of the city. Still, he needed to be sure.

"Do you know where she could be, Kyouya-sempai?" asked Haruhi. Kyouya looked down at her for a second, but stayed silent. He also needed to be sure about who the informant was before making any kind of mistake that could tarnish the school's name . . .

"Shut the hell up, Tamaki!" Kyouya's thoughts were interrupted by Danny's high pitch yelling.

"Yeah! Your negative attitude is upsetting Honey-sempai!" added Anya. All the while, you could hear Honey's blubbering in the background and Mori's silent attempt in cheering him up with cake. Kyouya tried to go back to thinking only to be interrupted, once again, by the girls' and Tamaki's yelling.

Each time he'd try to think, he'd get interrupted, this time by the twins laughing at Tamaki's stupidity. After a few attempts at thinking, he started shrugging his shoulders and tapping his finger against his arm in annoyance and irritation. At some point, you could see the veins start to pop out on his forehead and it was then that the seemingly calm Kyouya Ootori finally snapped.

"QUIET, ALL OF YOU!" Honey immediately stopped crying and shoved a spoonful of cake into his mouth. The twins had stopped laughing at their 'king's' episode and Anya and Danny stopped yelling at the pile of tears and misery that was Tamaki. "Surprisingly enough, it's difficult to think when all of you are acting like complete idiots!" He sighed, then added "Tamaki, Yvette-san is fine. They probably shot her with a tranquilizer. From what I heard, they want to keep her alive."

"He's right, they called her 'merchandise,'" added Haruhi.

"Right, well, now that everything's settled, it's time to start planning!" To everyone's surprise, Tamaki had suddenly gotten to his feet with an 'I'm taking charge' aura surrounding him.

"Yes!" shouted Danny.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" asked Anya.

"An awesome montage of us running around the room with giant pieces of paper and drawing very complicated plans on how to rescue Yvee?" answered Danny, having to take a deep breath afterward.

"Don't forget about the awesome background music!"

"Of course, what was I thinking?"

"Obviously you weren't," Anya said, disappointed.

"Ladies, ladies, please. You're forgetting one important thing," stated Tamaki as he walked to separate the two girls. The other hosts waited in anticipation, hoping that Tamaki was going to say something smart for once.

"What are we forgetting?" asked Danny

"Disguises!" he announced. The hosts were, of course, let down. Danny and Anya then shared a look with each other and then yelled what they were both thinking.

"Mustaches!" they yelled together. They then ran to their bags, pulled out a black marker, drew mustaches on their fingers and then held said finger under their noses. The three fools then looked right at Kyouya, raised an arm into the air and yelled together. "We're ready to rescue Yvee!"

Everyone in the club room face-palmed, including Kyouya. He breathed in a sigh; I'm surrounded by complete idiots.

~Yvette's POV~

I awoke with a groan. My whole body was hurting and all I wanted to do was fall back to sleep. I was confused, disoriented, and most of all, annoyed. It took me only seconds to remember what had happened. Once I remembered the tranquilizer, the one small spot on my back began to throb. Once I tried to move my legs, I realized that they were tightly bound by ropes. Out of reflex, I tried to reach down with my arms, only to feel the familiar sting of rope burn around my wrists. I opened my eyes and, feeling thankful they neglected to add a blind fold to the equation, I took a good look around the room.

From the looks of it, it appeared to be a basement. Off to the side of the room by the cement stair case was a work bench with a low hanging light bulb swinging back and forth. And if that doesn't add to the eerie vibe in this basement, then this will: I noticed shackles and chains bolted to the cement walls all around this basement. There were also some pillars in the center of the room that were probably keeping the building from caving in on itself. So aside from looking and smelling like a dungeon, it was an ordinary basement.

For a moment, I was wondering why they didn't chain me down with the shackles or something instead of tying me with the rope. In the end, I just concluded that these people are stupid. Alright, I made my fun with critical observation, now it was time for escape. I looked back at the stairs and beyond that, a wooden door. How much do you want to bet that there's a guard on the other side of that? I looked over to my right and saw a small window and the gray sky beyond it. I could easily escape through that . . . if I were as thin as a twig. No way would I be able to get my boobs passed that sorry excuse for a window. After quietly cursing the size of the window and genetics, I got to figuring out another way of escape. I sighed. From the looks of it, the only way out is through that door . . . but how am I to get passed the guard?

I smiled at my quick thinking and, ignoring the pain in my lower back, I bent back as far as I could, reached in my sock and brought out the box cutter. Thank the Lord they didn't search me. Quickly cutting the ropes binding my wrists, I got started on the ones binding my legs. Sliding the box cutter back into my sock, I stood up and, using the wall for support, I got to my feet. It was then that a wave of nausea hit me and I fell to my knees, trying to keep myself from puking. My head was pounding and that with my back pain was not helping. Breathing deeply and keeping my composure, I slowly stood back up and stumbled towards the window. I carefully thought over my plan as I stared out the window. It was going to start raining again, judging by the dark rain clouds. I walked over to the door to be sure that there was someone out there, because it there wasn't then that would make this so much easier.

Judging by the door, it locked from the outside and, just my luck; they had one of their goons guarding it. Was locking it not enough or something? I bit my lower lip in irritation. I was almost at the point of actually being okay with being the damsel in distress and letting the others come rescue me . . . it's a shame I'm too prideful and stubborn for that kind of shit. I walked back down to the bottom of the stairs and ran through all of the possibilities and outcomes of every decision I was going to make in the next few minutes . . . yep, that should work.

Being as quick as a cat on caffeine, I brought out my handy dandy box cutter and cut off some fabric from my apron. Then with that, I lightly cut the palm of my hand then ran over to the window. I tried pushing it open, but it was locked. Shocker. I then used the metal end of the box cutter and started hitting it against the glass. It took a few shots, but the glass finally broke. This is where I was going to have to be really quick. I placed the piece of fabric on one of the broken shards and to add the cherry on top, I whipped my hand along one of the shards. Stupid? Yes, very. Surprisingly enough, it didn't hurt. Maybe it was the high threshold for pain and the rush of adrenaline that kept the pain a secret from me.

Turning around, I ran and slid under the work bench, hiding in the shadows like Batman. I slowed my breathing and started praying this would work. And like clockwork, I started hearing a commotion coming from upstairs. Next thing I hear is the door slamming open and multiple steps running down the stairs.

"Where the hell did she go!?" yelled one. I tried to keep myself from snickering to myself.

"Looks like she escaped through this window," another responded calmly, "Probably cut herself up pretty badly slipping through the shards of glass."

"She must have had something sharp on her, like a knife or something," added another as he examined the ropes.

"Didn't I tell you idiots to check her for weapons!?" snapped their boss.

"We didn't think that a girl dressed the way she was would carry anything dangerous," the other defended."

"Well obviously she isn't some normal girl! If she managed to escape from you so easily the first time, what the hell made you think that she wouldn't attempt it a second time?!" he snapped again. This time, his goons kept quiet. This is why people really shouldn't judge a book by its cover. I then saw their boss walk to the window and examine the glass window. If my heart could beat and quicker, it would be considered a humming bird's heart.

"She must have some pretty bad cuts from this, meaning she couldn't have gone too far."

"What would you like us to do, boss?"

"What do you think? Go after her of course! Do what it takes to bring her back, beat her until she can't move if you have to! Just make sure that she's still breathing because the boss won't pay if she's dead. It took all of my power to stop myself from saying, 'I'd like to see you try, bub!' but sadly, I want to escape without any more issues.

"Yes, Sir!" they practically saluted him as they started charging up the stairs. From what I could hear, everyone on the floor above me was running around and that's when I heard the barking. Looks like they've released the dogs.

I looked back towards the window and noticed their leader examining the window closely.

"That girl . . . no way a girl that busty could squeeze through this tiny window," he stated. I felt my heartbeat begin to quicken. Believe me, it's not because I'm flattered, it's because he's catching on.

Just my luck that this guy is just a tad bit smarter than his goons. I could already feel my hand begin to throb as I attempted to calm myself down. I started to think back to the events of this short week and realized that I might not be able to get out of here. Anya and Danny . . . who the fuck was going to keep an eye on them if I were gone? I doubt the hosts would be able to handle them on their own. Then I started thinking of Eric and the guys . . . ok, I guess I would miss them. Then there were the hosts. Sure we were friends for a short time (and I use the term 'friends' loosely) they were kind of interesting, especially that Kyouya.

The sound of his voice on the phone when I was shot with the tranquilizer rang through my mind. Wait, what on earth am I thinking? He's just some cheap, sadistic, rich boy who uses others to his advantage without even thinking of their feelings. Of course I don't know that much about him, just the stuff that Haruhi told me.

"Hmph, whatever. That girl, to make such a desperate attempt to escape . . . she's got guts," he muttered as he sneered evilly to himself and proceeded up the staircase. It's then that I was able to sigh in relief. I didn't realize until now that I was holding my breath that whole time. I crawled out from under the table and stood there, making sure I couldn't hear anyone nearby. I then looked over at the wooden chair and smiled. I grabbed it then smashed it hard against the wall. Then I grabbed hold of one of the chair leg and presto! A blunt instrument. Soon after that, I started to creep up the staircase when the sharp pain in my hand stopped me. I cursed under my breath and ripped off another piece of my apron and wrapped it tightly around my hand. It wouldn't last, but it was good for now.

Once I reached the top of the stairs, I peered through the doorway and noticed the entire hallway was empty. A long red rug spread across the hall, covering dark wood flooring. The walls were a cream color with portraits lined up one after the other.

For having such a decrepit looking basement, the upper floor was actually nice. Who the hell are these people? With an annoyed look, I tightened my grasp on the chair leg and made my way down the hall, hoping I could find the exit soon.

General POV

~Back at Ouran~

"I say we charge in like a SWAT team dressed up as super-secret agents!" Danny stated with an eager tone.

"Yeah, with pirate hats and those guns you see people from the mob use!" added Anya. Haruhi stared at the two and wondered how Yvette had so much patience with them. As far as she was concerned, they were just as annoying as Tamaki.

The twins, Anya, Danny, and Tamaki were huddling around a dry erase board drawing complicated plans on how to rescue Yvette. All of them were equally ridiculous. Honey, Mori and Haruhi were huddling around the table Kyouya was at while he made calls. First he made calls off his own phone then grabbed Anya's phone.

"Yes, this is Kyouya Ootori and I would like to trace the number that was last received on this phone," he requested.

"Haru-chan, Haru-chan, you think Yvee-chan will be OK?" Honey was still looking teary-eyed as he worried for his friend.

"Don't worry, Honey-sempai." Before Haruhi could answer, Anya walked over to the table, leaving the others to continue their idiotic plans. "If you think something like this can bring down Yvee, then you're underestimating her. She doesn't take shit from anyone and hates it when she's belittled. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if she already found a way to escape."

"You're probably right, An-chan," Honey smiled as he clutched Usa-chan. They were quiet for a moment while they listened to Kyouya on the phone.

"Yes, alright, thank you." Kyouya set down the phone and closed his notebook. "I found where she is and I have already sent a notice to the Ootori family police force."

"Great, now what?" asked Anya. Kyouya thought about it carefully. He looked over to Tamaki and the others while they continued to draw complicated plans on the dry-erase board.

"Well, all we can do now is wait," he stated.

"What do you mean 'wait'? We know where she is, so why not go over there now?" questioned Anya.

"From what we know, we can assume these people are violent and I cannot allow the other hosts getting hurt. We must wait—"

"Like fuck, we're waiting!"

Danny had been listening to the group the entire time and chose then to interrupt. She did not like how Kyouya was deciding everything.

"Excuse me?"

"I don't what the fuck you're thinking but Anya and I are going now!" she snapped as she grabbed hold on Anya's wrist and started dragging her out of the room.

"Uh, what just happened?" asked Hikaru.

"I believe this would be called a major misunderstanding," chuckled Kyouya as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose again. "Well, Tamaki?"

"Are you all ready to put our plan into action?" asked Tamaki.

~With Danny and Anya~

"Danny, what are you doing?" asked Anya as she trailed behind Danny.

"We're going to rescue Yvee," she stated.

Anya kept quiet as they walked down the main hall and into the court yard. She couldn't help but feel that Danny might have overreacted to what had happened earlier. She did interrupt Kyouya before he could finish. Maybe he was going to say something in regards to helping out Yvee.

Once the two got outside the school gates, they realized something.

"Where the hell do we go?" questioned Anya. Danny sweat dropped and hung her head.

"Well fuck," she cursed. They stood there, contemplating going back to the club room and waiting like Kyouya had suggested.

"Seems like you two have already hit a dead end," noted Hikaru.

"We figured you guys had some sort of plan," added Kaoru. The two turned and saw the twins, along with the others, in a limo that had pulled up right next to them.

"You should learn to let people finish what they're saying because you could miss something important," taunted Kyouya. Anya glared over at Danny while she just laughed nervously and rubbed the back of her head.

"Sorry."

"Enough with the apologies, we have a damsel in distress to rescue!" said Tamaki, trying to look cool.

"I wouldn't call Yvee a damsel in distress," commented Kaoru.

"She's more like a demon with a dilemma?" wondered Hikaru.

~Moments Later~

"So, what's the plan?" asked Danny. The group had made it to the secluded mansion. They were standing near the old building, hidden in the surrounding forest.

"Well, first things first. What can you and Anya-san do?" he asked.

"To start with, Danny-san is a black belt in karate with her sensei's title. Anya-san played soft ball and speaks some Spanish," noted Kyouya. "Basically, nothing very useful in this situation."

"Damn, you know too much," commented Danny.

"Wow Dan-chan, you're a black belt and a sensei? Can I call you Dan-sensei?" asked Honey. Danny looked down at the boy with an embarrassed look.

"Just Dan-chan is fine."

"Well, first we need to see if we can spot Yvee-san from outside the building. Danny, Honey-sempai, and Mori-sempai, you three go for recon. Be quick and look through the windows and see if you find any sign of Yvee anywhere," Tamaki stated as he went back on topic.

~Danny's POV~

Mori, Honey, and I ran through the trees around the perimeter of the mansion. The place looked old and abandoned. Every few feet, we'd stop to look through a window and let me just say this, it did not look abandoned inside. It's when I noticed a tiny basement window that I ran out from the cover of the trees and straight for that.

"Dan-chan?" I heard Honey murmur, probably wondering why I'm about to blow our cover. I motioned towards the broken window and watched them run over. I knelt down and peered inside. What I saw is something you wouldn't normally find in a basement. It basically looked like a dungeon. Off to one corner, I noticed a pile of ropes that were cut up and it was then that I noticed the blood on the shards of glass.

"Dan-chan, I think maybe Yvee-chan did escape," wondered Honey-sempai. I shook my head and so did Mori-sempai.

"No way. Let's get back to the others and tell them what we saw." We started running back to the group and reported our findings.

"That basement looked like a freakin dungeon. There were chains bolted to the walls and everything."

"There was also a broken window, but Dan-chan said that Yvee didn't escape through it."

"Only reason I said that is because there is no way she'd be able to get her boobs through that sorry excuse for a window. Besides, didn't you notice the open door and the broken chair?" I stated.

"Huh?" he questioned, still looking confused.

"Mitskuni, she used the broken window as a diversion," Mori-sempai explained. Good god, I don't think I've ever heard him talk that much!

"She's smart. Most likely, she broke the window and once the close was clear, she'd sneak out through the doorway during the panic of hunting her down. And you mentioned the broken chair?" asked Kyouya.

"Yeah, most likely, she's using a chair leg as a weapon in case they find her," I said.

"Told you Yvee probably found a way out, but one thing is still bothering me . . . where is she?" asked Anya.

"Dude, this place is huge. Knowing her sense of direction, she probably got herself lost." Upon the realization that this was going to be harder than we realized, everyone simultaneously heaved a sigh.

"Well, looks like we're going to have to continue with the next phase of the plan. Everyone is already in place," Kyouya said as he looked at something on his phone.

"Who's everyone?" asked Haruhi.

"The police force has caught up," he said.

"Ah, so what's the next phase of the plan?" asked Anya. Kyouya then looked up at us with an evil grin.

"We storm the castle."

~Yvette's POV~

"You have got to be fucking kidding me . . . HOW THE HELL IS THERE A FORK IN THE ROAD!? THIS IS A FUCKING HALLWAY!"

Obviously this place with huge considering I've been trying to find the front door for Lord knows how long now. I've been up one hallway and down another and the one I was walking down now suddenly splits up into two . . . which makes no freakin sense. What makes matters worse, I can't just walk down the hall willy nilly, I have to keep my guard up for any goons that might come running my way. So far, I've seen a few, but I managed to hide away in a dark corner or behind a suit of armor before they noticed me.

Minutes passed and I realized that it had gotten too quiet . . . boy I wish I didn't jinx it. It was then that a crap load of guys dressed up in black SWAT uniforms crashed through the windows. Judging by the emblem on their uniforms, these guys weren't no normal SWAT.

"They're probably Kyouya's family police," I mumbled. I sighed in relief and started walking towards them. Let me just say that you should never walk up to armed cops then you're carrying a weapon.

"Freeze!" that yelled, holding up their guns at me. I had forgotten the chair leg was still in my hand and before I could let it go, a group of goons showed up behind me. Oh, great.

"Hey, there she is!" they yelled as they started running towards me, which only made the cops get ready to fire. I did the only logical thing anyone would do at this moment in time . . . I hauled ass down the hallway to my left, leaving the cops to deal with the goons.

~With the Hosts~

Once Kyouya's police force stormed the building, they made their move and ran in after them. Danny and run off in one direction with Mori and Honey. Anya went the other way with the twins and Haruhi while Tamaki and Kyouya climbed the stairs.

There was only one problem that they did not notice. Shortly after they split up, Haruhi trailed behind and got herself lost.

"Oh no, where did everyone go?" she sighed as she tried to catch her breath.

"Hey boys, look at what we've got here."

Haruhi's eyes widened as she turned and saw a few guys standing only a few feet away.

"Just leave him, man!" one said.

"Yeah, the cops are here! We got to go!" yelled the other.

"Wait guys, check out his uniform. This plan might not have worked, but we could always get paid our money if we use him for ransom. And if that doesn't work, we could always sell him to the highest bidder," he chuckled as a disgusting grin formed on his face. Haruhi took a step back and attempted to run down the other direction, but because she was so tired, she didn't think she could outrun these guys.

They continued to inch closer when a familiar voice startled them.

"You guys best get away from my friend there, that is, if you know what's good for you," Yvee-san said as she hoisted a chair leg on her shoulder.

"Hey, isn't she the girl that escaped?" wondered one of the guys.

"Obviously she aint too good at it," sneered the other. That's when he started charging at her.

"Yvee-san, look out!"

What Yvette did surprised Haruhi. She ducked before the man's arms could grab her and she thrust forward the leg chair, hitting him in the gut. Then she stood up straight and, using her elbow, hit him on the back of his neck. The two remaining guys shared a quick look and nodded. One of them charged forward, anticipating Yvette's next move. He was dead wrong. Instead of ducking, she moved to the side and brought up her leg, causing him to trip and slide a few feet on his face and into a wall. The third guy had a terrified look on his face, so he took the cowardly way out. He jumped back and reached for Haruhi. He wrapped an arm around her neck, using her as a hostage.

~Yvette's POV~

"I've got your little friend here, so you better turn yourself in!" he threatened. I smiled at his weak threat and started walking towards them.

"You've got balls, I'll give you that much," I stated. Then my smile faded and I shot him a glare, "But listen here, I'm tired and hungry and all I want to do is go home. Not only am I in a foul mood, but you dare use my friend as a hostage?"

I had this guy shaking with my words. Haruhi realized how much he was shaking and used that to her advantage. She stomped on his foot, causing his arms to fly up and she ran to my side. I smiled again and let the chair leg fall into the palm of my other hand.

"Now, before I beat you to a bloody pulp, mind telling me who the person who hired you is?"

~Anya's POV~

"I can't believe we lost Haruhi!" I yelled as I led the twins up and down halls.

"Don't remind us," sighed Kaoru.

"Yeah, we feel bad enough as it is," added Hikaru.

We ran back to where we first started only to run into Danny, Honey-sempai and Mori-sempai. Behind them was a pile of bodies, some were from the Ootori family police and the others looked like the kidnappers.

"Somehow, they started attacking all of us so . . ." started Danny as she brushed off the dust on her hands.

"They're taking a nap!" finished Honey-sempai.

We stood there a few moments, trying to think of where Yvee could be. That's when Tamaki and Kyouya ran up to us.

"Have you guys found Yvee-san yet?" asked Tamaki.

"No, we can't find her," answered Kaoru.

"Wait, where's Haruhi?" he asked. Everyone shared a glance with one another and that's when Tamaki's composure seemed to change as he looked back down the hallway and then started running.

"Haruhi! Haruhi!" he yelled as we ran after him.

~Yvette's POV~

"So, do you want to tell me, or you rather go into a coma? Your choice," I threatened. I had backed up the goon up against the wall, trying to get answers out of him.

"It was . . . It was Lady Yuki! She's been picking students from your school for us to snatch. She'd sneak us in as delivery guys and then we head over here with the 'merchandise.'"

"You mentioned merchandise, meaning . . ." Haruhi started to say, but she knew the answer to that.

"You'd sell them off to the highest bidder. Shockingly enough, there are people out there that are sick enough to buy people to work as their personal slave," I said, my voice cold. "People like that make me sick. It just shows how greedy human beings are and it's just wrong . . . a crime against humanity."

"I'm sorry! I needed the money! I was only following orders!"

I tuned the guy out. He just kept giving one excuse after the other. Honestly, I should just go ahead and knock him out. Moments before I could, I heard a rather annoying voice at the end of the hall and it was getting closer.

"Tamaki . . ." I mumbled.

"Haruhi!" he yelled as he ran past me and wrapped his arms around the girl. He then pulled her away and gave her a once over. "Are you okay, Haruhi?" he asked. I stood there, thinking. This guy, he really cares for Haruhi. He calls her his 'daughter' but in fact acts like a worried boyfriend. In the end, I concluded that this guy was an idiot. That's when I noticed the others catching up. Danny and Anya were the first to run over and tackled me with hugs.

"Damn it! Don't worry us like that!" snapped Anya. Honestly, I couldn't stop myself from laughing. While they fussed over me, the others walked closer and I noticed the smile on Kyouya's face. Why was it that at that moment, I felt relief when I saw that smile?

~Later that day~

~At the home of the transfers~

It was the end of the day and we were safe and sound back at our apartment. I actually got some real bandages to wrap around my hand and boy was I glad to be out of that maid outfit. I got myself into my baggy basketball shorts and black tank top.

Danny and Anya had volunteered to cook us dinner and were in the kitchen right now. I was stretched out on the couch, staring up at the ceiling. This had been one long ass day. It was then that there was a knock on the door and I was forced to get up onto my sore feet and answer it.

"Hey, Yvee!" the twins said simultaneously.

The hosts, along with Haruhi, had come over to tell us what had happened with the goons and that girl that was pulling the strings.

Apparently, her daddy's company was going bankrupt and she was desperate to stay rich. So, she hired the guys that worked in human trafficking and supplied them with the kids at the school and any other random person she could think of. When I pissed her off back in the club room, she marked me, Anya and Danny as her next target, but because I was alone at that one time, they decided to take that opportunity.

When Danny had told me that I shouldn't pick a fight with her, it was because her dad could have somehow cut our funding and then we'd be sent back to the states. That was before we knew that whether he was bankrupt or not, he wouldn't be able to do that. For one thing, he didn't have that kind of power to begin with (Danny misunderstood something Kyouya had told her) and the second, the chairman and the school was what funded us being here so long story short, I could have beat that bitch's ass right then and there.

In the end, everything went back to normal. Of course, the school ended up shutting down for a week in order to fix the damage and help track down the missing students.

Anyway, the guys ended up staying for dinner.

"Um, thanks a lot you guys, for coming to rescue me," I thanked while trying not to feel embarrassed.

They seemed to be in shock at first and then the twins shared a look and ran over to my side of the table, practically killing me in a hug. The others 'awed' and said stuff like 'Yvee-san is actually nice.'

Crimzon: IM ENDING IT THERE!

Haruhi: You seem stressed.

Crimzon: THIS TOOK ME ALL FUCKING DAY! IT'S ONE IN THE FUCKING MORNING!

Kyouya: Now, Crimzon-san, language.

Crimzon: -glare- anywho, there you have it. I promise you that the chapters after this will be much more funny and worth reading cuz honestly, I don't like what I did with the chapter, but I just wanted it done and to go on to the next thing. As a special treat, here's a sneak preview of the next chapter!

*Preview: And off to the beach we go! Since we got the week off school, the hosts decided to take us to one of their private beaches for some fun in the sun.

"Yvee, do you have any fears?" asked Kaoru with a devilish grin.

"What are you getting at?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Yep, they start off with, finding out the weakness of the transfers and Haruhi!

What will happen when Kyouya manages to get under Yvee's skin which then brings up old wounds for the transfer. Danny's fear was always kept secret so will we find that out as well? And what about Anya? What stupid shit's gona go down with her? And theres all those (as Haruhi put) side dishes on the beach! Review to read the next installment of Welcome to Ouran Academy!*

Crimzon: I hope you know, I was talking in a weird, commercial like salesman voice while typing that. Well review!