I know it's taken awhile, but I finally got the rewrite done! Hope you all like it!


He was bound, gagged and locked in a trunk.

To make it all worse, he was apart from his twin.

Tears rolled down Kaoru's face as the uneven road caused the car to bounce. However the duct tape over his mouth made it difficult to breathe once his nose started to stuff up from the crying. He tried hard to stop himself from crying to avoid suffocation. But it was almost futile; he was locked in a car driven by violent strangers and didn't know where he was going or what was to happen to him. "Petrified" did little to describe what he felt.

He suddenly heard sobs from behind him. It was then he remembered who was also trapped in the trunk; Haruhi had worked the tape off of her mouth with her tongue and was now openly crying. Kaoru wanted nothing more than to take her in his arms and try to comfort her, but unfortunately his arms, like hers, were bound tightly with rough rope behind his back.

At least Hikaru's safe…for now, that is…until they find him too!

His brother might too, be in danger! This thought unleashed another round of tears stinging at his eyes, threatening to spill. Though he was never terribly religious, Kaoru began to pray that Hikaru was safe.

Hikaru had gone home sick earlier that day, a sudden stomach bug causing him great pain and vomiting. Even so, the rest of the Hosts carried on with the club's activities as usual. After the club closed for the day, they cleaned up the room and went over their plans for the coming week. By the time they were done, it had begun to rain heavily. Not wanting her to have to walk home in that weather, Kaoru had offered Haruhi a ride home, which she gratefully accepted.

They stood by the door to the school, him chattering excitedly about anything and everything, and her smiling and adding a comment or two here and there. She never said it out loud, but she did like Kaoru slightly more than Hikaru. Kaoru had more of a gentle nature, and she felt he was easier to talk to.

Soon the limo arrived, and upon seeing it, Kaoru got this uneasy feeling, as if something were terribly wrong. He however brushed it off and they got into the limo. Haruhi recited her address to the driver and they left the school. The two first years sat quietly, just relaxing after a long day. But when the driver made a turn down a deserted road, the uneasy feeling came back to Kaoru and he had to say something.

"Excuse me, but where are we going?" he asked. His driver had driven Haruhi home plenty of times, and this was not the normal route he took.

"Just sit back and relax, I'm taking a short cut," The driver said. Kaoru's stomach dropped like a rock. His voice was one he didn't recognize. It was then Kaoru got a glimpse of the driver's face in the review mirror and gasped.

"You're not my usual driver!"

It was then the driver slammed on the brakes, turned around and pulled out a gun, aiming it at the boy's face. "Listen up, you little rich shit. You both will be silent and still or things will get ugly. Got that?" The two were stunned silent, unconsciously gripping onto each other in pure fear. They slowly exchanged frightened glances before Haruhi nodded her head yes to the driver. After a moment of hesitation, and trying to figure out any escape (there was none) Kaoru did the same. "Good. Because I have control of the locks from up here. You both are trapped, like it or not. Don't think I won't shoot you if you try anything cute."

With that, the driver put the gun away and continued driving. Without even realizing what she was doing, Haruhi reached for Kaoru's hand and held it so tightly that it cut off circulation. He stroked her hair in response, not taking his eyes off the front of the limo.

The driver made a few more turns before slowing down. In the darkening outside world, Kaoru could make out two men dressed in pinstripe suits and sunglasses standing in the rain, which had let up considerably. The driver parked the car and got out, came around, and opened the door for his captives. Still holding onto Kaoru's hand with a vice-like grip, Haruhi took the first brave step out of the car, with Kaoru in tow. The men immediately came over to them and grabbed them. In an instant, they were ripped from each other to have their hands and feet bound tightly with rope. A roll of duct tape was brought out and their mouths had several pieces placed over them. Right after, without a word being spoken to them, they were placed in the trunk of the limo and the lid was slammed shut, encasing them in darkness. They had put up no resistance.

Now here they were, trapped in an increasingly hot trunk, not knowing what was to happen to them. Haruhi had worked the tape from her mouth in desperation just so she could cry openly. Her crying slowly became weaker and weaker until she drifted off to sleep. Kaoru on the other hand was able to compose himself to avoid clogging his only source of breath. He lay there, listening to her sobs turn to gentle, even breathes.

Don't cry anymore, Haruhi. Kaoru thought to his friend. I'll get you out of this…I promise…I just don't know how yet…

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