The final Chapter! For the occasion, I used a request in one of my reviews and put in a special guest! Thanks so much loretta537! I tried my best, and I hope you don't think he's OOC because I could only get my reference from the anime.

If you squint you'll see some TamaxHaru, HikaxHaru and DEFINITELY MorixHaru, my favorite!

I never thought I would finish this story because when I wrote the first chapter I did it out of boredom. So I thank you all for reviewing and inspiring me to add another completed fic to my account!

Now what you've all been waiting for... (and it's long, so prepare yourselves...) the The Last Round, Winner Takes All!

Haruhi sighed as she sat in the grass. She was tired, hungry, and pretty irritated at the moment and Tamaki wasn't exactly helping out with the situation. To his credit, the blond was at least trying to get them out of the maze. It was just that Haruhi couldn't forget that it was his fault that they were in the stupid maze in the first place.

"I didn't even want to play this game in the first place," she mumbled under her breath.

Meanwhile, Tamaki was trying to climb up the great fences of the maze, which was impeccably covered in rose thorns, vines, and bushes so that you couldn't even see the fence beneath them. When Haruhi opened her eyes and noticed this, she immediately felt like scorning the idiot.

"Sempai, get down before you fall," Haruhi said, standing to her feet.

"I...have to see if we can climb it," Tamaki said, straining to get his feet latched onto the shrubbery. "A-AHHHHH!"

Haruhi cringed at the sight of Tamaki falling, landing on his back, and twitching slightly in the crater that his body had created. "Ouch..." he mumbled.

"Are you okay?" she asked, leaning over his fallen form with her hands on her knees, her facial expression that of concern.

He nodded slowly, his cheeks reddening from the cute way Haruhi was looking. If it weren't for the stiff pain that he felt when he rose up he probably would've attacked her with a bug hug while swirling her around.

"You're bleeding Sempai," Haruhi said, taking his hands which had little droplets of blood from the thorns that he hadn't been so careful to avoid when he had been climbing. Tamaki watched in awe as Haruhi retrieved a pack of band-aids from her pocket.

She carefully wrapped one around his pointer finger and he delightedly noticed that the band-aid was pink and covered in little hearts.

"I didn't know you liked pink and hearts!" he said excitedly and jumped up, nearly toppling the poor girl over. "My daughter does have a feminine side after all!" His eyes filled with tears of passion as he swooned over the brunette, who just sweat dropped at his sudden outburst.

"This was just an extra at the convenience-store...I didn't actually pick them out," she tried to tell him, but Tamaki was already caught up in the moment.

"I'll cherish this bandage dearly," he was saying, holding the bandaged finger and being blissfully unaware of the stings all over his hand.

Haruhi sighed and hung her head low. 'At this rate...we'll never get out of here.' she thought miserably. The poor Fujioka almost wanted to cry.

Meanwhile with the Hitachiins

"I'm bored," Hikaru complained. "It's no fun avoiding Killer if he's not chasing us."

"Hmm, good point," Kaoru agreed, nodding his head. "There's not even any action in the game. Where the heck is Killer anyways? It's about time that-"


Hikaru and Kaoru froze dead still. It was like the previous events had started all over again. They shivered involuntarily when they heard a amused laughter from somewhere around them.

Problem was, they were basically in an enclosed area. Hikaru and Kaoru were literally against a wall because they had wandered to the end of one of the many hallways. They faced each other, each with shaky, nervous smiles. Being that they were pretty amused by the current situation didn't mean that they weren't scared of being eliminated from the game.

Suddenly there was a loud swishing sound before bright red paint went Splash! against the pure white wall that they were leaning against.

Hikaru and Kaoru let out screams they didn't know they were holding before making a mad dash forward (being that it was the only way they could go) and ducked when two more splats of paint came their way.

Somehow, they were able run all the way to a staircase, paint splattering all around them.

"What the hell? How much paint can that thing hold," Hikaru asked, scanning the area around him for the paint-gun wielding person that had to be somewhere near them.

Adrenalin coursed through the veins. Now that they were being attacked again, Hikaru and Kaoru couldn't help but laugh as they ran. Their sense of humor was always tickled when they were in the midst of a game that involved a lot of ducking and dodging.

Meanwhile, the person on the offense was also getting some sick pleasure out of running around and just barely missing the twins. Honey actually found enjoyment in jumping around, managing to keep himself hidden from the twins eyes, and teasingly blasting paint all around.

He was waiting for the perfect time, the perfect spot to really strike. He actually had to use more restraint to not shoot them that he would have actually shooting them. Aiming and firing was easy. For him, aiming and missing on purpose was the hard thing.

He allowed Hikaru and Kaoru ample enough time to get a fair distance from him before slowly following behind them, a wide grin on his face.

Now he understood why the twins loved to play games and trick people so much!

Chika blinked in confusion when he had just happened to come across the walls dripping with something that was the color red. He dared not touch it, as he unconsciously backed away from the walls. Everywhere he looked there was red splotches!

"What...what the hell?" he asked, his eye twitching.

That's when he saw him.

Or in his opinion, he saw it.

This 'it' walked around bearing the name of Haninozuka. This 'it' was named Mitsukuni, also known as Honey. This 'it's hand was covered in the same red substance that was all over the wall. He watched as the red stuff dripped from his hand.

Not only that, but he was carrying a gun.

Now, Chika knew more than anyone that Honey didn't need any bullets to kill someone. But still, when you're as scared of your brother as Chika is to begin with, your imagination will run wild.

He stared at the silent smirk Honey was wearing, the way the blond dragged his feet across the floor as if he didn't have a care in the world and like he was very, very pleased with an untold accomplishment.

'Oh no...' Chika thought. His face felt flushed, he felt as if he could just faint right there on the spot.

"No," Chika said sternly to himself, shaking his head free of the nauseating feeling that was overcoming him. "This is my chance to see if he really is an alien! If he hurt someone today, then that'll be proof enough."

Chika nodded to himself, his mind made up. He ran in the opposite direction that his brother had just gone. Not knowing where he was going was the problem. Suddenly though, he was forced to stop.

He looked up into the gleaming eyes of someone he recognized.

Ootori Kyouya, the Shadow King himself.

"Eh..." Chika twitched. 'What's he doing here?'

"Ah, Chika-kun," Kyouya said, that ever-present smirk making itself known. "I was expecting that you'd show up soon."

Chika was less than comfortable around Kyouya. He tensed up, frowning a bit at the fact that Kyouya was disrupting his mission.

Kyouya's glasses glinted in the lighting. "If you're looking for some type of clue as to what's going on, I'd suggest you take a look in the maze outside."

With that said, Kyouya practically glided right past Chika and walked away calmly. Chika stood there, still twitching for a moment. Could it be that Honey's friends were even weirder than Honey himself? There was no telling.

The words of Kyouya finally processed in Chika's brain as if a light bulb had suddenly been turned on. "Right," he said, and made his way for the nearest exit.

It was only a matter of time before Takashi had found Haruhi and Tamaki. He had been in the maze countless numbers of times before, considering that when he and Honey had been young they would always get lost in it on purpose just for the heck of it.

Now Mori knew the maze inside out.

He was gratefully surprised that Haruhi hadn't torn Tamaki's head off. "Haruhi," he said, coming around the corner and making himself known.

Said girl looked up at the sound of her voice and when she noticed Takashi her eyes lit up. "Mori-sempai!" she said happily, smiling wider than she normally would. If she had been as dramatic as the president of the club, she probably would've lunged at him and cried into his shirt.

Instead, it was Tamaki that came to a horrible conclusion.

"Oh no! Don't tell me that you're lost too, Mori-sempai," he asked. Tamaki was serious and you could tell because he let his hand rest on Takashi's shoulder. He trembled, then looked up at him with water filled violet eyes. "Can it be that we'll be stuck forever in this maze? Shall we never again see our magnificent school? Or peers?"

"Tamaki..." Takashi tried out, but the blond was no longer listening.

"Will we only be able to eat off of the fruit of the shrubbery around us? Can one live simply off of berries?" Tamaki asked, twisting around dramatically.

"Sempai." Haruhi dead panned.

"Could it be that-"

"Let's go Mori-sempai," Haruhi said, turning to the taller host and grabbing his hand.

"Un," Takashi said, nodding. The two of them walked away without Tamaki while he twirled and twirled, a magical yet depressing back ground behind him.

"And then- we'll die," Tamaki finished, falling to the ground and splaying his body across the grass as a finishing touch to his theatrics.

At that moment, Chika came across the lifeless body of Tamaki. At first he only stood there, his feet frozen to the ground. Tamaki wasn't moving, and there was a huge red splotch on his normally stainless shirt. 'It's...Suoh?' Chika thought, taking two nervous steps back.

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Chika screamed, back-pedaled and high tailed it out of there. He had seen all he needed to see. Even as a martial artist, he was scared out of his mind. As he ran he flailed his arms around and continued with his rather loud wails of fright.

"Huh?" Tamaki blinked and looked up from his fallen position. "Haruhi? Mori-sempai?" He looked from side to side. "Who...just screamed?"

Chika ran as fast as he could, his eyes shut tight as he was running. 'He was dead, he was dead, he was dead!' he thought frantically. Suddenly his body jolted back and he was on his bottom after hitting something hard.

He opened his eyes and looked up from his sitting position. To his dismay, he saw Morinozuka looking down at him, his shirt stained red.

"WHAT THE-?!" Chika yelled as he ran away from the scene before Takashi or Haruhi even had a chance to register what was happening. "DID MITSUKUNI KILL EVERYONE?!"

Takashi and Haruhi was left standing there, beads of sweat slowly melting down the back of their heads. "Ano...Mori-sempai...was that Chika-kun?" Haruhi looked up to the tall senior for an answer.

"Ah..." Takashi replied, still half in shock of the brown haired kid that had freaked out moments ago. He pushed the image of Chika high-tailing it out of the maze before tilting his head in a different direction. "Tamaki," he muttered, and Haruhi nodded in agreement.

Unfortunately, they had to go back to get the person who had gotten them into such a mess in the first place.

"Huh?" Honey tilted his head to the side as his younger brother flew past him, a trail of dust being the only evidence that he had even been there in the first place. "Chika-chan?"

Honey blinked and shrugged, thinking that it had just been his imagination that Chika had ran through. He smiled and hummed a merry tune as he walked around the premises. The fact that he knew exactly where Hikaru and Kaoru had run off to did not make him move any faster.

Right now, suspense was the only thing he was living for.

That's why he cringed and hid his red stained hand behind his back when Takashi, Haruhi and Tamaki suddenly rounded the corner and stood before him.

"Yay! Takashi found them," he said, smiling grandly and resisting the urge to clap his hands.

He knew that if Haruhi happened to see the dried red paint on his right hand then she would have proof that he was Killer. Honey didn't want that to happen until he took out the twins. If he couldn't win the game, then he at least wanted to do that. That would mean beating the twins at their own game. It was payback for there being two Killers when there only should've been one.

It was revenge for twisting up the game.

"So this is where everyone is," unified voices spoke. Honey stilled as the twins came into the room, smiles on their faces despite the forced out breath that came every few seconds. They were obviously tired from the chase. Nonetheless, Hikaru and Kaoru were smiling as if they were enjoying life, which they were at the moment.

"Oh! Haruhi!" the twins sang, and glided up next to her. "Welcome back!"

Haruhi sighed and sweat dropped. It may have been Tamaki's fault that they had gotten lost in a maze, but it was the twins fault that they had been outside in the first place.

"I haven't forgotten about that little trick you guys pulled earlier," she said bluntly.

"Eh? What trick?" To their credit, they really did sound innocent at moment. But Haruhi didn't buy it; she knew that one of them had been behind that mask earlier.

"Hey...where's Kyouya?" Tamaki inquired. Now that he thought about it, he hadn't seen his friend since they had arrived at the mansion.

"Kyou-chan?" Honey asked, blinking. Truthfully, he had also forgotten all about Kyouya.

That's when it hit them.

"KYOUYA'S KILLER!" Haruhi, Tamaki, Kaoru, and Hikaru shouted. Their bodies turned stone white as they nearly jumped ten feet into the air.

"I should've known...I should've known...I should've known..." Tamaki said over and over again, pacing the floor and biting down on the nail of his thumb.

Takashi and Honey exchanged sneaky glances that was worthy of going to competition with the twins.

"We should go find Kyou-chan!" Honey suddenly announced.

"Honey-sempai is right!" Tamaki said, snapping his fingers. "Hikaru, Kaoru!"

"Yes, sir?!" Hikaru and Kaoru were already in soldier mode, their hands against their heads in salute form.

"Prepare the uniforms!"

"Hai Tono!"

"Mori-sempai," Tamaki said, looking towards the tall senior. "Locate the target."

"Un," Takashi said, nodding his head and running off to do as told.

"What about me Tama-chan? What can I do?" Honey asked, eyes shining.

" could..." Tamaki thought while tapping his chin. Honestly, what in the world could Honey do in this situation? There was only one thing Tamaki could think of. "Eat something sweet."

Suddenly Honey was off in a corner, chewing mournfully on a cookie. "You seems like everyone else got more important jobs," he mumbled, just to himself.

Meanwhile, Haruhi just stood there twitching at all the stuff that was happening? Really, all of this couldn't be necessary. Why was it that the host club always had to be so dramatic, no matter what? Weren't they just playing a simple game...or were they really taking it that serious?

Soon the twins came back, snatched Haruhi up despite her protests and threw her into the nearest bathroom with a change of clothes in her hands.

"Hurry up Haruhi! There's not much time!" She could hear their complaints from outside the bathroom while she was still wondering how she had gotten there in the first place. "Fine, fine," she muttered. She didn't even bother glancing at the clothes before throwing them on this time. There was no point, considering she knew it would probably just make her stay in the bathroom longer. Haruhi just wanted to get the stupid night over with, so the quicker she moved to get the game over with, the faster she would be able to go to bed.

'Speaking of the game...' she thought. 'I wonder if Kyouya-sempai really is the killer.'

She decided that there was no way that he wasn't Killer. After all, she reminded herself, Kyouya had barely been seen all day. Takashi and Tamaki were already out of the game, so they were automatically out of the way. She didn't really expect Honey to be Killer upon remembering that Honey couldn't even talk nastily towards her that time that they had been doing a movie for Renge. It hadn't even been real and the small blond couldn't even say that he wanted to hurt her, nonetheless do it. That meant that Honey surely wouldn't be able to blast both Takashi and Tamaki with paint. In her mind, Honey was definitely out of the equation.

That only left the twins and Kyouya. The twins would probably have more motivation that anyone to actually play the game to the fullest. But she wasn't sure that they would do it without each other. It probably wouldn't be as much fun with only one of them being Killer, and so they wouldn't try as hard. 'Unless they did something stupid like rigging the game so that they could both be Killer.' She thought blandly as she twisted the door knob.

Haruhi sighed and decided to give them the benefit of the doubt. While she couldn't figure out a reason that Kyouya would participate in the game, there was still the fact that he had agreed to it in the first place. If he wasn't going to participate, then why would he even say he would play?

Plus, no one had seen him in hours. He was the only person who could hide in the shadows without being seen for so long.

"Awww Haruhi's so cute!" Several voices chorused.

Haruhi felt a vein throb in her head. "What's with these outfits?" she questioned, looking towards the twins for her answer.

She had looked in the mirror before leaving out of the bathroom. She was dressed in a completely black outfit. Haruhi felt as if she was going to commit a crime any minute. The outfit didn't annoy her much, seeing that the only way it was pretty revealing was that her legs were exposed because she was wearing shorts. She had also noticed a heart made of sliver traced on the back pocket of her shorts.

Haruhi took notice that Hikaru's right pants leg was cut off right above his knee, unlike the other side of his pants which went all the way down to his shiny black shoe like normal. The only difference in Kaoru's was that his cut-off was on the left. Also, they looked as if they had ripped their sleeves straight off, because they had no sleeves at all but they did have rippled fabric at their shoulders.

Honey was sporting a black pants and a black t-shirt with a silver bunny on the front. His black hat pushed his blond bangs into his eyes. Takashi was also wearing pants but his shirt was long sleeved.

Tamaki was wearing a black jacket over his black shirt, with silver buttons. Haruhi wondered why in the world they all had something silver on them. How could they be discreet if they had shiny silver things all over them? Of course, she reminded herself, the hosts weren't worried about being inconspicuous, they only wanted to look good.

'Rich bastards...' she thought, shaking her head and feeling a head ache coming on.

"To catch a murder, you must think like one!" Tamaki announced, pulling a hat over his head once they had all finished their swooning over how cute Haruhi looked.

"Right, and to complete the outfit..." Hikaru said, pulling a little tube out of his pocket. He squirted some of the substance onto his finger then made two thick, black lines across his cheeks so that he looked like a football player, in Haruhi's opinion.

Kaoru followed his example, following an eager Tamaki, then Honey and Takashi. They all looked at Haruhi expectantly, and Haruhi sighed. There was no way they would let her out of this, no matter how stupid she thought they were all being.

"Mou..." she said, reached her finger forward so that Hikaru could give her some of the black stuff.

"Let me Haruhi!" Hikaru said and suddenly traced a heart on her right cheek. He grinned cheekily at his work, Tamaki fuming behind him when he whispered in her ear, "It suits you."

"H-Haruhi! Don't just let that devil draw things on your..." Tamaki trailed off as he noticed exactly what Hikaru had drawn on her face. Hikaru and Kaoru got a good laugh off of the look on his face.

Tamaki coughed into his fist, his blush slowly fading away. " to find Kyouya!"

"Right!" the twins and Honey said, saluting again. Takashi also saluted. Haruhi just watched, as usual.

"And remember, we are quiet and sneaky. Not a peep." Tamaki continued, eyeing the twins.

Six teens clad and black moved slowly down the hallway, searching for any sign of their culprit. They did not know where he could be or why he was hiding. They were also trying their best to be "quiet and sneaky" but that didn't work out well with someone snickering or saying something every few seconds.

Haruhi was at the end of the line, wondering again why she was a participant in this crazy game.

Takashi, who had found Kyouya earlier, was leading the group with Honey on his shoulders. He wondered what Mitsukuni would do when everyone found out that Kyouya wasn't Killer.

They all peeked their heads around the corner

"What should we do now?" Tamaki whispered.

"Well the rules of the game are that, if Killer is found out, he loses," Hikaru said.

"All there's left to do now is expose him," Kaoru finished.

They sighed, "That's no fun."

"Not if I get to him first!" Tamaki said, already running towards Kyouya.

"No fair!" Hikaru and Kaoru shouted, following behind Tamaki and gaining enough agility to push him flat onto his face. They shared laughter as Tamaki twitched while still in face-plant mode.


Kyouya looked up from his laptop to see what all the ruckus about. He wondered briefly why in the world everyone was dressed in all black before pushing that thought aside. Those idiots never needed a rational reason to do anything that they did.

Suddenly the lights went out, and two glaring lights flashed in his face.

"Where were you on the night of tonight?"

"How can you explain your absence for the last couple of hours?"

"Hmm...? Kyouya-sempai? Answer the questions!"

Kyouya glanced up at the red-heads now transformed into police officer outfits and holding flashlights above his head. "I refuse to speak until my lawyer is present," he replied.

"Kyouya..." Tamaki said, rising up from his fallen position to point at his best friend. "YOU ARE KILLER AND DON'T DENY IT!"

"I'm not Killer you idiot."

"I said not to deny it!" Tamaki roared.

"Ne, Tama-chan...Kyou-chan isn't lying."

Everyone looked at the blond senior, his bangs covering his eyes and his fists clenched tightly against his sides.

"Nani? How do you know Honey-sempai?" Tamaki asked. Question marks popped up above his head, signaling that he really had no clue as to the meaning of Honey's words.

Haruhi's eyes widened in realization and the twins each tilted their heads to the side. 'The killer is...'

In the blink of an eye the small gun Honey had been toting around was whipped out from thin air. He raised it, taking aim at the twin on the left.

Hikaru whipped out his own paint gun and jumped in front of Kaoru just as Honey pulled his trigger. Click.



Everyone in the room (minus Takashi and Kyouya, who each hid their shock) gave a giant gasp.

"H-H-H-HARUHI!" Tamaki yelled, flinging himself to the fallen Haruhi's side. She moaned and looked up at him.

Yes, it's true. At the last second Haruhi had jumped in between Hikaru and Honey, who had simultaneously pulled their triggers and ended up getting shot in twice. There was a giant splatter of red on the front of her shirt, on her belly. There was another right in the middle of her back.

Upon noticing that Haruhi was alright for the most part, Kyouya let out a chuckle. Of course the matter wouldn't have been as funny if Haruhi had gotten hurt, but since she hadn't...he could yuck it up as much as he pleased.

"What the hell Haruhi?" Hikaru was saying angrily, "Just because you're the 'heroine' doesn't mean you always have to play the hero. Especially in just a game."

"You could've been injured!" Tamaki wailed. Haruhi only sighed and pinched the back of his hand.

She sent a murderous glare Hikaru's way. "So Hikaru, where'd you get the gun?"

"Eh...heh..." Hikaru laughed nervously while scratching the back of his neck. "It was...unplanned?"

"Mm hmm..." she hummed.

"Hika-chan cheated!" Honey said, "I win!"

"What? You don't win! I shot the most people!" Hikaru argued.

"Not true! Not true!" Honey said, and Mori patted him gently on his back. "You weren't even Killer in the first place!"

"He's got a point..." Haruhi mumbled.

"So what?" Hikaru continued, folding his arms across his chest and grinning smugly. "The rules never said that you couldn't be Killer on your own account."

There was an awkward silence, in which the hosts (even Kaoru) stared at Hikaru. They didn't think that it needed to be said that you couldn't be Killer at your own will. Haruhi shook her head, knowing that the whole game and its silly rules were crazy to begin with.

That's when it struck her. The rules, that is.

"The rules were...that you only win the game if you shoot all the victims without anyone knowing that you're Killer," she said, "So in the end, no one is winner because neither Honey-sempai or Hikaru shot all Victims. Isn't that right?"

"Haruhi!" Tamaki yelled and embraced her.

"Sempai...please...GET OFF!"

"You know," Kaoru said, putting a finger to his chin in thought. "In this case, I think Haruhi wins the game, ne, Hikaru?"

Hikaru looked surprised at his brother. Only he was supposed to be King of Games, right? He blinked and looked at the paint-drenched Haruhi. Well...maybe he could relinquish his title. Just this once.

"You're right Kaoru," he said, pulling the crown magically from behind his back. "All hail Haruhi, Queen of Games!"

"Wah-?" Haruhi asked as all of the boys smiled and got down on one knee in front of her. She was taken aback when she noticed that even the mighty Shadow King himself was kneeling down before her. 'He'll probably add onto my debt for humiliating him later or something,' she thought miserably.

Meanwhile, Takashi was above her, placing the shimmering crown on top of her head.

"Knight her with a kiss Takashi!" Honey chirped happily. Tamaki's eyes widened into big blue saucers.

"Wait!" he tried, but it was too late as Takashi knelt down and kissed Haruhi gently on her cheek.

Though the twins looked a little ticked off and Tamaki had suddenly fallen into a pit of despair and gone into some corner, Haruhi blushed lightly. She raised her hand to her cheek and watched everything slowly faded back to normal (as normal as the hosts could get) in a matter of seconds.

The twins went to tease Tamaki, Kyouya had somehow started writing away in his notebook again. Honey danced with Bun-Bun, and Takashi watched over him. That's when Takashi looked back and gave Haruhi a quick smile.

She couldn't help but smile back at him as she thought, 'Well, maybe this game of Who Did It...wasn't that pointless after all.'

A/N: Well, that's it! I'll miss this story, it was really fun. In the meantime I still have projects to work on (sigh, and that includes school work), so I'll be pretty busy. See you all next time! Thanks for reading!