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Author's note: heheh. I haven't been writing any stories, so heres one for you !

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What happened?

He wanted to tell that girl what happened.

All he had to do was tell her wasn't it?

It was so simple, just a few words.

Then he could get it over his chest, right away.

"Just tell her!" his inner voice said, or rather proclaimed loudly, using his head as a drum.

Kyouya shook his, and knew he appeared flustered, perhaps for the second time in his life.

That beautiful, amazing girl, was sitting at a table, her head resting on one delicate hand, and even though her eyes were red, she was still untouchably ravishing.

Her brunette hair fell to one side as she turned abruptly, facing him, and she got up quickly, knocking the chair down and wringing her hands. She literally ran to him and broke down.

"Where… where is he, Kyouya?" Haruhi asked, her voice cracking on his name.

She was still dressed in her wedding gown and her veil still firmly on her head. Everything was the same, Kyouya thought absently, the make up, the shoes, her jewelry; but she was so different from the woman he had seen just twelve hours before.

She looked so fragile, just like a porcelain doll.

"Kyouya, please!" she sobbed, falling to her knees and grabbing his trousers.

"What happened to Tamaki?!"

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Twelve hours before…

"KYOUYA! OVER HERE! MOTHER!" yelled a frantically waving, extraordinarily handsome goon, also known as the groom in this particular wedding. The blond kept on waving, even when the shadow king had pointedly looked in the opposite direction, walking towards a table full of goodies and appetizers.

Then suddenly, his peripheral vision was blocked by this bounding ball of black slash yellow…thing, which was crying out, "MAMA! Why did u ignore me?! Daddy missed you!"

The twins materialized out of nowhere and said in unison, "MAMA, don't make such a scene here. It's your own wedding for god's sake!"

The bespectacled man added his own bit to that comment; "and worse, if you don't stop being such a juvenile child, I will be forced to inform your beloved wife!"

And to that, Souz Tamaki, a known heir to he's father's billions and at least three tropical islands, not counting the ones with people on them, with a (single) talent that could blow the most stone cold people off their feet, stopped babbling and stood up straight, looking as though he was actually a very serious business man, which we all know, is not the case.

Then, right after he had established that image, he ruined it again by leaning forward to hug Kyouya and the twins…and Hunny, who had appeared suddenly at a small table, eating cakes.

"My family, I'm getting married today! Are you happy for me? You are aren't you? Hmm? Hmm?"

All of them tolerated the arduous, well meant hug because after all, this was the King's wedding. Still…"OUWW! Tamaki, don't do that! ITAI DESU!", Hunny couldn't help protesting.

The wild masculine one came and gently, but firmly, separated them, silently reliving them, as they were finally able to catch their breath.

All eyes were fixated on Mori after this, as he had just gone into The Room, where the bridesmaids and the actual bride were.

He greeted the raised eyebrows with, "they're doing great."

"Mori-senpai, can u even try to be enthusiastic about this?" Hikaru asked, wondering if it was in any way possible. Mori left, Hunny tagging along with his bunny in his arms, leaving the so called homo twins to conclude that indeed, he couldn't be less enthusiastic if he tried.

"So, did you get the ootoro* for the dinner?" Kyouya asked half jokingly, because, the real King didn't joke.

"..Oh crap. I forgot to order that! Aww man, and I know that deep in her heart entwined with mine, she really looked forward to that!"

Tamaki looked down at his (obviously) 24 carat diamond studded watch and declared that he was going to the shop to order the staff to immediately cook an extra dish for the wedding.

And before anyone could say anything, he dashed off, in his tuxedo and all.

He never came back.

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"He was knocked down…it was a hit and run accident."

Everyone who had been in The Room the whole time, simply looked at Kyouya.

He answered immediately, saying, "Alexandra. He's in the Alexandra hospital, he…he's in the emergency room.

Haruhi got up first. She ripped the fabric of her gown, and put on her converse shoes. Then she ran down the steps, with Mori and Hunny hard on her heels. The door slammed shut. And one could only assume that they had left at once in the limousine that just arrived at the grand entrance of the legendary Swiss Cottage Hotel, while the twins asked, "Who?"

Who was the one that crashed into him?

"I don't know."

My sister.

"Excuse me for a bit."

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He slammed the door and leaned against it.

Well he was alone now. Think! Think!

Now what? Now what?! What was he supposed to do? Everyone involved in the accident were his closest friends. But his sister…he couldn't get her jailed either. She was the only relation he actually felt related to. Then his friends, Haruhi and the rest. What if they found out? Would they…they would. This was the King: the one who changed all their lives 7 years ago.

It was all an accident, all a stupid, freak accident. It wasn't his fault, that much he knew and understood, but, he was the one that made that comment.

"I was the one who started it" Kyouya said, taking his glasses out and hanging his head down. If he hadn't made that remark, Tamaki, that blonde loving fool, wouldn't even have remembered about the god forsaken ootoro! Haruhi would break if he told her. And he loved her, he couldn't bear to do that to her.

His shoulders started jerking and the carpeted floor of the hotel room grew wet after a few minutes.

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Haruhi was upset. Was angry. Was shocked. But most of all she was afraid. Afraid for Tamaki, for his life and afraid for herself, for everyone close to him. He was so much to her. The reason why her life suddenly changed.

Why couldn't they hurry. Bloody science was so advanced now, they should get to a conclusion faster, damn shit. Tamaki had spent so long in the emergency room: 4 hours.

"It's gonna be ok, Haruhi, don't you worry. Four hours aint that long…" Kaoru said, attempting to console her.

It wasn't working.

It was feeling as though a hundred years had gone by, and yet nothing was going well. Then she suddenly realized something.

"Hey, where's Kyouya?" she asked, her voice hoarse, although she hadn't even let a single tear escape from her eyes.

Everyone looked up: it was the first few words she had spoken since the ride in the limo.

Mori replied, saying "He was never even here. I'll go look for him."

Anything to escape from this scene, he thought privately.

He left the waiting room as slowly as he could muster, and then ran out of the hospital. He took out his lighter and inhaled a long drag of his cigarette, coughed rapidly, and flipped his cell open, pressing the 2, which was speed dial for Kyouya. He answered the phone only because he knew Mori-senpai wasn't one to quit, and said, "Wait. I just needed to clarify some things. I'm coming over now."

Mori shut his phone and frowned. There was something wrong with the Shadow King.

He played the very one sided conversation back in his head once more.

Yes, there was definitely something very wrong with him.

He hadn't even threatened to kill the unknown driver once.

Mori went back to the room after a while, and tried to piece together this unfolding mystery.

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After a long wait of 8 hours, the emergency light was turned off, and the doctors and nurses came out of the room, and Haruhi noticed that, it was always the nurses who stayed to tell the news. Unless it was good news.

The nurse approached her, greeting her with her name.

"Miss…"

Haruhi felt inclined to tell her, "no, I'm a Mrs, Mrs Suou."

The nurse looked confused for a minute, until she looked at her clipboard again and then her eyes filled with pity.

"Your husband, his condition is highly unstable, and we are admitting him into the Intensive Care Unit. If in two days he manages to stay with us, he will be safe. But for now, we cannot determine much. Please, do come with me to sign these forms," She asked gently.

Haruhi let the nurse guide her to the counter, thinking of the use of Tamaki's surname. In fact, she was in no position to correct the nurse's mistake; she was only his fiancée. He had left before they had exchanged their vows.

He had been sent to the hospital before they became husband and wife.

Tamaki Suou, the love of her life, could leave before her life with him even started.

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*ootoro is something Haruhi wanted to eat, according to the anime, and in some episodes, can be bribed by it.

Ending note: yeah, so this is what I came up with. Want me to write more? Please review!