A/N: Yayy! We’ve reached the final chapter now! Enjoy it while you still can!

Disclaimer: I do not own OHSHC or Pan’s Labyrinth. I do wanna own the Hitachiin twins and Mori though…

PRINCESS OURAN

“Arise, my daughter. Come.”

Haruhi opened her eyes and found herself standing a great big hall made of gold and silver studded with precious jewels of all kinds. Her blood-soaked dress was replaced with a magnificent gown the colour of forest-green with diamonds and black laces everywhere. When she lifted her skirt, it revealed a pair of dark green buckled shoes that shone when it caught light. A diamond and ruby-studded tiara settled comfortably on her head and a long veil flowed down her hair, which was once short now back to its long luster form again, like she was in a wedding dress.

As she walked down the hall, she saw four thrones that towered all the way towards the ceiling and people of all forms of features, shapes and sizes sitting on both sides of the hall like one would in a stadium. The whole place looked like a church, with stained glass that let the light in, illuminating all the jewels in the hall, and her footsteps echoed as she walked towards the thrones. On the middle thrones sat a man and a woman in crowns and clothes as magnificent as hers. One had beautiful sparkling blonde hair and magnificent blue eyes while the other had the same striking blue eyes but with milk chocolate-brown hair. Though she only seen them for the first time, Haruhi knew instinctively who they were.

“Tamaki oto-sama?”

“You have spilled your own blood rather than the blood of an innocent,” the King Tamaki Suoh said proudly. “That was the final task and the most important.”

Suddenly Nekozawa came out from behind the pillar that held the throne, followed by Belzenev and her troop of winged kittens who danced around her, mewing happily and excitedly. Haruhi was both surprised and glad that the winged kittens she thought dead were alive and kicking, welcoming her back where she belonged. Nekozawa walked towards her, turned to his original neko demon form and took a bow.

“And you chose well, Your Highness. Welcome home to the arms of your royal parents Tamaki Suoh and Éclair Tonnerre.”

“Come here with me and sit by your father’s side,” the Queen Éclair Tonnerre said as she gestured her to the thrones. “He’s been waiting for you for so long. You may like who he has betrothed you to. He has waited for your return as well.”

It was then she noticed that there was a teenage boy dressed in dark blue and grey sitting beside the Queen. The boy noticed her staring and smiled, as if glad to be finally meeting his royal fiancé. The Queen was right; she did like who the King had betrothed her to, because her royal fiancée looked a lot like Takashi Morinozuka, the errand boy that she loved.

As everyone in the hall gave her a standing ovation, she knew she had chosen the perfect ending for the Princess.

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Mori, despite his stoic face, couldn’t stop the tears from falling. He had gotten to her too late. When he, his fiancé and his colleagues went to search for Haruhi, with the red string tied to his wrist so that they would not get lost, they saw Count Hikaru coming out of the centre of the labyrinth with Hikari in his arms. Seeing himself surrounded by the law-enforcers, he knew he was defeated. He handed Hikari to Mori. He knew that although he was to be arrested and lose his Count title and rights, at least his son was in good hands.

“Tell my son that his father fought bravely. Tell him that…”

“No,” Mori said as he backed away a little, passing Hikari to Honey, who in turn held him close to his chest. “He won’t even know your name. Take him away.”

Either it was the sedatives still in his system or the sense of defeat, he didn’t resist arrest as one of Mori’s colleagues took him away, following the string out of the labyrinth. He then went into the labyrinth centre and found Haruhi lying on a pool of blood, struggling to breathe. The gunshot wound she sustained was fatal and there was no doctor in the world that could save her. All he could do now was make her passing more peaceful, and as he sung her his grandfather’s lullaby, he watched as she smiled and slipped away from his arms quietly.

He knew that his presence before she died was the happiest moment of her life, but the guilt of unable to fulfill his promise to her still remained.

And would remain till the end of time.

And it is said that the Princess returned to her father’s kingdom the Ouran Realm. That she reigned with justice and a kind heart for many centuries. That she was loved by her people. That she left behind small traces of her time on earth, visible only to those who know where to look.

A/N: Me: (throws script and pens in the air and hugs the PC) YAYY!! I’ve finally finished my first Ouran masterpiece! Go me!

Haruhi: Yeah, at our expenses.

Me: Admit it, guys. You enjoyed playing your roles.

Tamaki: Such a little role T.T but I’m satisfied as I’m playing the King, although I’m wondering what Éclair is doing here.

Me: That’s the spirit! Oh, she hear just to serve the purpose of the role of the Queen. She’s not important.

Éclair: (glares at me grudgingly before leaving)

Nekozawa: This is something new besides worshipping the Dark Lord, and it’s something that I actually enjoy doing.

Me: Glad I could get you out of that dark creepy room and slaughtered frogs and toads eventually

Haruhi: Playing the heroine of the story does put a new spark in the club.

Me: (nods in agreement)

Hikaru: I finally get to play evil bastard without actually hurting anyone or drawing any real blood.

Me: Just don’t revert back to your pre-Ouran club nature again.

Kaoru: Playing the role of an mpreg guy does brings a sort of maternal instincts in me, and gives me hope to have our own offspring

Hikaru: Hmm? We might as well get started now.

Kaoru: Dame, oni-chan (blushes)

Me: Behave, boys. Do it at home. Kyouya? Honey? Mori? What do you think?

Kyouya: Not much comment. My role is no different than my role now in the club anyways.

Honey: Though my role is little, we definitely settled unrealized feelings. Ne, Taka-chan?

Mori: (smiles quietly and sits Honey on his lap, pressing him against his chest)

Me: Now that is just sweet! I hope everyone of you fans enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! (looks around) Now where’s that copy of the script? I need to pass it to Kyouya to include it in the list of saleable things for the club…

Haruhi: I think Renge beat you to it, Blackie-san.

Renge: (sneaks off with the script with twinkling eyes ready to add into her next few new issues of Moe Moe Ouran)

Me: (sighs) Right, guys. Reviews plz, and thanks for reading! (chases after Renge) Oi, Renge! Gimme that back!