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Recover	By : ramblingrobin Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 11392 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don’t own Ouran and don’t make money off of my silly little fantasies.

Chapter List
- 1-Recover Ch 1
- 2-Recover Ch 2
- 3-Ch. 3
- 4-Recover Ch 4
- 5-Ch 5
- 6-Ch 6
- 7-Ch 7
- 8-Ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Ch 10
- 11-Ch 11
- 12-Ch 12
- 13-Ch 13
- 14-Ch 14
- 15-Ch 15
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Ch. 3

The warehouse door rattled with two sharp knocks. The man’s eyebrows drew together. He glanced at his thugs and put a finger to his lips. They nodded and were silent. The door rattled again.

“Pizza!” Bang. Bang. “Come on, I have two more deliveries after this.” They heard unintelligible grumbling through the door. After a minute the knocking resumed. “Look, you’re very funny. It’s not cool to prank the pizza guy. You don’t get it free if you make me wait.” There was a pause. “I know someone is in there.” He crooned. “If you don’t come get your damn pizza I’m calling the cops. This is the third time this week!”

The man growled and stood. “Yeah,” he shouted, “just a sec. I was in the bathroom!”

He smiled down at the young man on his knees before him. “You just stay right where you are, bud.” He zipped and buckled his pants as he stepped away from the couch.

He walked decisively to the door and opened it a crack. “I didn’t order a pizza. Go away.”

The person on the other side of the door nearly howled. “I am sick of the crank orders we get to come out here. We wouldn’t come at all except there are a few real ones from guys working late in the warehouses.” There was a heavy sigh. “You sure you don’t want a pizza? My boss is going to be uber-pissed if I come back with a cold pizza again.”

The boss ground his teeth. “If I buy your pizza will you go away?”

There was a laugh. “You bet!”

“Fine. Hold on.” He reached into his back pocket for his wallet.

“Hey, I’ll just set these on the table for you.” The pizza guy said and used one hip to pop the door open the rest of the way.

“Hey!” The boss shouted and stumbled as the pizza guy shoved past him.

The young man only made it a few steps into the room before he noticed what was around him. He was silent for a minute. The boss left his wallet in his pocket and turned to the young man standing stunned in the middle of the room. His thugs watched him as well.

“Wrong place, wrong time, little man.” The boss shook his head. “And you just wanted to deliver a pizza.”

The young man resettled his cap over his blonde hair. He smiled but it was grim. “That’s not all I wanted.” He looked up at the boss. “I got something else I wanted. I got you distracted from the door.”

“Huh?” The boss turned back to the door but was knocked flat before he could face it completely. He wasn’t sure what hit him. It had seemed small and… blonde? He hit the floor with a grunt. Something grabbed his arm and lifted him completely from the ground. He swung around once then was airborne. He might have traveled quite a ways if the wall hadn’t suddenly and violently stopped him. He left a nice dent before he slid down the wall into a slump. The last thing he saw before he blacked out looked like a little blonde boy holding a pink stuffed animal. “What the fuck?” He slurred as he lost consciousness.

Satou and Ito hadn’t had much better luck. Ito was facedown and unmoving where Mori had left him after a solid kick to the thug’s head. Satou had his fingers laced together and his hands on his head. Kyoya was speaking to him quietly as he snapped a pair of handcuffs on the man.

Tamaki whipped the “Falbo Bros. Pizza” hat off his head and shook his blonde hair free. He threw it carelessly to the side and looked around quickly.

“We get all of them?” He asked as he stepped to Kyoya’s side.

“It appears so.” Kyoya looked over to where Mori had just helped Hikaru up and the two were untying Kaoru. Kaoru had been bound into a kneeling position with his back arched and his ankles and wrists tied together then a loop running from there to around his throat. He coughed wretchedly as they pulled it off. Ito hadn’t bothered to tie Hikaru. He had simply overpowered him.

“Where’s Haruhi?” Tamaki’s voice was panicked.

“Haru-chan!” Honey cried out from a corner behind the couch. “Haru-chan, wake up!”

Tamaki was jumping the couch in a flash. He landed in a crouch next to Honey. “God… Haruhi.”

He touched her cheek. She was a little chilled, but not cold. Tamaki let out a sigh of relief as he saw her chest rise and fall with each breath. His relief faded quickly as he actually looked at Haruhi. She had strange marks all over her. His eyes widened as he realized they were quickly bruising bite-marks. She didn’t seem to be bleeding from anywhere but there was a red mark around her throat that scared him. Had someone choked her? Had she lost oxygen to her brain for too long?

Beside him, Honey began to cry. “Haru-chan! Please, wake up.”

Tamaki stroked Haruhi’s hair out of her face. “Haruhi?”

Haruhi groaned and coughed. Her eyelids fluttered. Tamaki whipped off his long sleeved shirt, leaving himself in a t-shirt. He laid the shirt over Haruhi, effectively covering her from neck to knees.

Haruhi lifted a hand to her forehead. “Senpai?”

Kyoya looked over the top of the couch. “Oh, good, she’s awake.” He looked over his shoulder. “My family’s police force is taking the men who held you into custody right now. Then we will get you and the twins out of here. Okay?”

Haruhi nodded and pulled Tamaki’s shirt close around her.

Haruhi’s dress was torn badly, so she ended up wearing Tamaki’s shirt until they reached the hospital. It was one managed by Kyoya’s family, of course. It wasn’t long after they got there that a kind nurse found her a robe. Hikaru and Kaoru had been able to use their clothes but had said they would be burning them as soon as possible. The doctors had separated Haruhi from the twins but were unable to separate the twins from each other. The other host club members had hovered over Haruhi and the Hitachiin’s until the doctors had shooed them out so they could examine the three. Haruhi had ended up with some bandages and ointment but nothing that would keep her in the hospital. The doctor had held her hand and sat next to her as he tried to convince her to see a therapist. Haruhi had told him she’d think about it.

Haruhi slipped out the door to her exam room. She felt like she had been in there forever and she needed a bathroom. She saw the sign for the ladies room and was headed that way when she was stopped by familiar voices. One sounded angry, the other cool and calm. Kyoya and her doctor.

“It’s not just procedures that tell me I have to contact the authorities about this, Mr. Ootori.” The doctor hissed. “I can’t just let this crime go unanswered. Something must be done. I am sure you want to protect your friends from the trauma of testifying in court. But you can’t just let these monsters go free.”

Haruhi peeked around the corner and saw Kyoya shake his head.

“You misunderstand, doctor. I have no intentions of letting this go. The matter is being handled.” He held the doctor’s gaze. “And it will be handled more quickly and more fittingly than the police would be able to. All this without the need for my friends to get caught up in court.” He set his glasses more firmly on his nose. “Am I clearer now?”

The doctor looked like he had more to say but just shook his head.

“Excellent. I have already informed the necessary staff, out of courtesy I am passing this on to you. There will be no record of our visit here this evening. Miss Fujioka and the Hitachiin brothers will be receiving any further care they may need. But it will be done privately. The Ootori family appreciates your excellent work.” Kyoya turned and walked away before the doctor had a chance to respond. The doctor shook his head again and got back to work.

Kyoya’s eyebrows lifted as he nearly bumped into Haruhi as he turned the corner.

“What will happen to them, if not the police?” She asked quietly.

“Are you sure you want to know, Haruhi? Is it not enough to know that it will be handled? They will be punished and you will never see them again.”

“Yeah,” she sighed, “tell me.”

“Very well,” he said. “Let’s go back to your room for some privacy.”

Haruhi sat carefully on the edge of the bed. “Okay,” she squared her shoulders. “Lay it on me.”

Kyoya shut the door behind him. “First, I want to know if you are aware of how we found you.”

Haruhi shook her head. “I was wondering that.”

“Kaoru called me.”

Haruhi blinked. “When?”

“Well, actually, he sent me a text first. I think he sent it while you were all in the trunk. Apparently, they missed his phone when they searched all of you.” Kyoya tapped his cell phone with a fingertip. “Then at some point when everyone was distracted, he made an actual voice call and then tossed his phone behind something so no one would notice it. We used the GPS in his phone to track you down. Then we made sure the ones who had you were not in a position to hurt you or use you as bargaining chips when we went in.”

Haruhi remembered in the trunk how they had been gagged. Kaoru had been next to her and he kept shifting around. She thought he was trying to get his arms untied, but he was sending a text? Then in the warehouse, when Hikaru had been pitching a fit and when she had kicked that man who seemed to be in charge, he had been still and quiet. She had thought maybe he was in shock. But he had been saving them all. Then Haruhi went cold. If the call had been a voice call, then Kyoya had heard. How much had he heard?

Kyoya interrupted her thoughts. “Mori, Honey, and Tamaki happened to be with me when I got the call.”

Haruhi nodded. Haruhi and the Hitachiin’s had been on their way back from the grocery store. They were going to get together at the park and have a lunch just for fun, no clients at all.

“But someone else was there when I received Kaoru’s call.” Kyoya leaned back in his seat. “Ritsu Kasanoda was there as well.”

“What was he doing there?” Haruhi asked.

“He just happened to be there with Tetsuya and stopped to say hello. But we had been waiting for quite some time and were starting to worry about you three. When he heard you had planned to meet us but were very late we couldn’t seem to get rid of him. So he was there when Kaoru called. He demanded to help in the rescue. He seemed prepared to bring every member of the Yakuza down on that warehouse.” Kyoya crossed his arms. “That seemed like a very bad idea. The only way I could get him to back down was if I promised him his people could handle the kidnappers after my people handled the rescue.”

Haruhi had never seen Kyoya’s gaze so icy. “And I have no doubt they will handle it. Kasanoda was very upset that you had been kidnapped.”

“Does he…” Haruhi swallowed hard. “Does he know?”

Kyoya’s eyes softened. “No. All he knows is that you were kidnapped and held. He will know it is likely you might have been jostled a bit, but he doesn’t know what actually happened, Haruhi.”

Haruhi slumped in relief. Then cocked her head to the side and looked at Kyoya. “Do I want to know how the men who had us will be ‘handled’?”

“I’m sure I have no idea.” Kyoya said cheerfully. “But whatever happens to them, I know there is absolutely nothing we can do to stop it. Involving the police now would change nothing for the better.”

Haruhi thought about it and sighed. “I guess you’re right. It just feels wrong though, not calling the police. And I don’t want Ritsu to get into trouble or do something bad because of me.”

“I wouldn’t worry too much about it.” Kyoya stood. “I doubt he will handle anything directly. Delegation is vital in an organization such as his family’s. He will be alright.”

As Kyoya was reaching for the handle the door flew open and Ritsu lunged in, gasping. Haruhi tightened her robe to make sure all her marks and bruises were covered.

“Yes, Ritsu?” Kyoya asked calmly.

“Satou has escaped. It happened during the transfer between your men and mine. We have two of your people and one of mine being stitched up right now. He said some things right before he took off that make us think he might try to get to Haruhi.” Ritsu’s red hair hung around his face as he bent over panting. “I’m so sorry, Haruhi! I swear we will get him! I am going right now to get more men, but I wanted to see that you are okay and let you know what is going on.”

Kyoya already had his phone open as Ritsu bolted out the door. Kyoya spoke to Haruhi over his shoulder. “It looks like you probably shouldn’t go home until this is straightened out. You will need to be somewhere with a bit more security. Between my family’s police force and Ritsu’s associates, this should be handled within a few days and certainly not more than a week.” He punched in a number. “You can stay with me for a few days if you wish. My family is gone for a week and the security is excellent.”

The door clicked shut behind him as Kyoya began quickly issuing orders into his phone. Haruhi wrapped her arms tightly around herself and tried very very hard not to throw up.

Note from Robin: In the next chapter Haruhi will be spending some quality time alone with Kyoya. Maybe there are some things he can do to help her get over her trauma? *winkwink* I hope you are enjoying the story! Please let me know what you think.
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