Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction ❯ Its Over: You Wont Stop Me ❯ Chapter 1

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club





AN: Okay, so this is my first Ouran fic

I’m not sure what pairing I’m going to do, I’m struggling between my three favorite but I guess we’ll see.



“Bye Haruhi! I miss you already my daughter” screamed Tamaki as Haruhi was exiting Music Room 3. Haruhi’s eye twitched as she heard him refer to her as his daughter, while at the same time try to make her his girlfriend. ‘Tamaki-sempai . . .’ She thought in irritation. She opened the door and stepped but before she left she turned around.


“Hikaru, Kaoru, are you coming with me?” The twins slid over to her with menacing grins on their faces while Tamaki could not believe what he had just heard.


“Sure Haruhi, we would love to accompany you to your home” they said in unison whole putting their arms around her shoulders.


“We knew it would only be a matter of time” started Kaoru as he leaned into her cheek.


“Before you gave into your desires and claimed us to play with you” finished Hikaru. Tamaki screamed while holding his head frantically jumping from one foot to the other.


“Wow Haru-chan, I never would have thought that of you.” Mitsukuni said as he claimed a large piece of cake into his mouth.


Haruhi was shaking with rage. “You idiots! It’s not like that! I’m not even going home, I’m going to the library!” Tamaki ceased his screaming. “Oh . . . I knew my Haruhi would never do such a thing!” Haruhi started to ball up her fist and was about to deck somebody.


“Why would we want to go to the library, even with you?” The twins asked in unison with their arms crossed.


“Well we do have a research paper due on Monday and I’m sure that you guys haven’t even started yours yet.”


Hikaru looked at her. “Now why would we go do it now when we can do it Sunday night?” Kaoru and him started to laugh and high fived. “Whatever.” Haruhi said already tired of Music Room 3. She walked down the hall, down the hall and down the stairs till she was on the second floor and opened the library’s huge doors. She settled her books on one of the many empty tables and went to the bookshelves . . .


3 Hours Later


Haruhi stood up from the table that she was sitting at and stretched, cracking her neck and her back. ‘My hand hurts, and my back is so stiff. Well at least I got my rough draft done, all 6 pages.’ She gathered her things and exited the library. Haruhi looked out one of the colossal windows and saw that it was Twilight. ’I better her home soon.’ Then she started to speak aloud as she exited the main campus building. “Well, I did call dad, he knows that I’m going to be coming home late . . .” Haruhi was contemplating whether or not she should hurry up and get home. “Well I don’t really want to run . . .”


Haruhi decided that she would be just find just walking. It was five minutes before she reached the outside gates of the school, and another ten before she reached the business district. After another five minutes it got dark but at least she was in the housing district. Unlike the business district that was full of people this was deserted, everybody in their home preparing for dinner or sleep. She could see her apartment, but she could also see that it was dark. It was dark and empty. Everything made a shadow and everything made a noise.


Clank Clank Clank Clank


‘What that?!’ Haruhi thought in a panic, she turned around quickly and saw a can tumbling down the road. She let out a breath of relief. “Come one Haruhi, calm down, there is nothing out there except your imagination” she said as she turned around and started walking again. Then she felt a chill go up her spine as something touched her shoulders and leaned in on her. “I’d beg to differ . . .” The hand that had grabbed her was rough and calloused and it spun her around. Her knees bent slightly and her eyes widened as her mouth opened. In front of her was what seemed like a 6 foot shadow. Haruhi froze in terror. ‘This cant be happening! My house is right there!’ “Give me your bag!” screamed the shadow. Haruhi froze in terror. Her pupils shrunk extremely and she didn’t know what to do in this situation. She knew that the best thing to do was just to give him her bag, but her body just wasn’t getting the memo.


“I. Said. Give. Me. Your. Bag!” He punched her in the gut and made her double over in pain almost losing her balance. He face had grimace. “So you ‘tryna’ act tough you little punk!? I’ll show you.” The man grabbed her by the shoulders and shot his knee into her abdomen. Haruhi opened her mouth to scream but nothing came out and her eyes had almost lost all their color in the pain. He did it again, this time with a resonating crack! Haruhi’s eyes almost rolled to the back of her head. He grabbed her by the collar and slammed her against the wall.


“I said g-” he was cut off by what he felt. Because he slammed her into the wall her hands and forearms were pressed up against her chest, and he noticed that she had one.


“Well, well, well, your not a filthy little punk, you’re a filthy little bitch . . .” He punched her again, her had slamming against the apartment building brick wall that she was up again while saliva shot out of her mouth. The pain was excruciating. He punched her in the stomach again. Though this time, Haruhi felt nothing. Everything she saw went silent, it was as if someone turned the mute button, then everything faded to black. The thug noticed that she passed out and smirked. He dragged her limp body into the alley that they were next to. He tore off her shirt, tie, and jacket buttons flying everywhere.


Pat, pat, pat


They buttons hit the ground but there was nobody around to here them fall. Next came the belt and pants. He didn’t have time to unzip them.


Rip! Clank clank


There went the zipper and the buckle on her belt. Her pants gone and so was her shirt. She laid there unconscious in her underwear. He unzipped himself and entered her mercilessly. Her body shook as he exited his shaft completely and entered again. There was blood all over her legs. “Heh, so you were a virgin, that’s what you get for dressing like a punk.” He continued to pump his body into hers. He ripped her bra off and bit her breast relentlessly, drawing blood. He came in her body and collapsed while panting. “I guess I’m glad that you didn’t give me your bag you bitch.” He stood up and put his pants back on. He grabbed her arm and pulled her over behind a trash can. He grabbed her bag left her there. Battered, bruised, violated, broken.




Somewhere in the Haninozuka estate.



Mitsukuni was tossing and turning in a bed that he could get lost in. He was sweating. He shot up. “Haru-can!” He grabbed his cell phone off of his nightstand. He pressed his speed dial and after two rings someone picked up. “Takashi! Get over here now! I think something horrible happened to Haru-chan!”