Ouran- Fragments No. 13BRANDEDTen minutes after the interrogator left, the door opens. A long shadow extends to the table, covering her. She doesn't look up. His cupped hands slide to the middle of the table, into her line of sight. There are visible callouses. So far, no words have been spoken, but the silence is not oppressive. Actually, Haruhi could happily keep it going all night, if only because she's dreading what she's about to face."You wanted to see me?"Haruhi shuts her eyes. He sounds as cool, detached and unlike himself as he did two nights ago. She takes a deep, cleansing breath and lifts her head."Hello, Tamaki."His only reaction is a more pronounced frown. Haruhi's heart started pounding in her ears the second the words were out. His lack of response makes it worse. She feels like a gaping hole is forming in her stomach. He makes to stand."If that's all you wanted to say-""Wait."He stops, halfway out of his chair. They stare at each other. He doesn't seem any more willing to look
Ouran- Fragments No. 11KAITOKaito enters the jailhouse alone. Junko had wanted to come with him -she kept on begging until he was out the door- but he doubted Aina would appreciate him bringing her nine year old to an interrogation even if he wanted to. Two men are waiting for him when he gets there. He recognizes them as the ones who have been chosen to guard the wall tonight. The smaller one shifts off to the side when he approaches, a mumbled greeting his only acknowledgment of Kaito's presence. Kaito lets it slide for now. The only thing of interest to him is the lifeless body thrown over the larger man's shoulder. The man gives a respectfully low bow, almost allowing the prisoner to slip off of him. A little moan escapes their lips, but they don't stir. At least Kaito knows they're still alive."What is this?""Found him wandering around outside," the large man says. He walks to the interrogation table and drops the prisoner on it.
Ouran- Fragments No. 5MAKESHIFTThree men stand in an old building that probably used to be a school. If not that, then a hospital. They are standing beneath a gaping hole in the wall that moonlight shines through. Its a beautiful night, warm and with clear skies full of stars. The rotting wood is damp from last nights rain, and has a weak, yet distinct smell that invades the mens senses and makes them uncomfortable.They all wear black and other dark colors. The one in the middle is the tallest and the broadest. His head is hairless, his eyes a murky brown. He has stubble on his cheeks that never seems to grow into a full beard, and when he opens his mouth, a chipped front tooth leaves a gaping hole in his grin. The man to his right is shorter and quite noticeably round in the middle. His face has double chins and is currently covered in bruises. He has an ugly black eye that leaves him able to open only one of them. His mouth hangs open, making him look mentally challen