The only word the eldest twin heard was hospitalized. He knew that Kaoru hadn't been feeling well lately, but had no idea how bad it was. Apparently he was in too bad of shape to even move. He just slept most of the day, and was kept alive by an IV dripping drugs into his system. He left school immediately. He had been studying abroad over the summer, and this was the longest he and Kaoru had been separated. He immediately packed his bags and left for Japan, worrying the entire flight. When he finally arrived seeing his twin almost made him scream. Kaorus skin was pale, and sweat beaded on his forehead. He clamped a hand over his mouth and slowly moved toward the slumbering form beneath the sheets. The dripping of the IV startled him back into reality. He brushed back the younger twins bangs giving him a gentle kiss on the temple. His fingers entwined with the hand without the IV in it, wanting to cause no pain.
The doctors had no clue what it was, possibly pneumonia. Hikaru stiffened at the sound of that word. Kaoru had always been weaker, barely surviving birth and more prone to illnesses. Even a cold could turn into a lung infection if he wasn't treated. The flu kept him out of school for weeks, and he had no idea what this would do to him. Different drugs were brought in and out, removed, added more of. A drug cocktail was the only thing that came to mind, as he stroked his brothers hand. He massaged circles into his hands and whispers floated from his mouth in hopes the twin would hear him. When he opened his eyes, the golden amber color was dull. His mind felt hazy, and faintly wondered where he was. Hikaru was in France, so this must be a dream. Last he remembered at any rate, was fainting at school complaining of not feeling well. Oh, he must be in a hospital. Maybe, he wondered, I died and I'm just now reliving my final moments. His eyes watered at the harsh hospital lights.
"Hikaru?" he ventured slowly, squeezing his brothers hand gently. He gazed up into the golden eyes that were so much like his and a ghost of a smile danced across his lips.
"Kaoru, you're awake." his brother said slowly, as if to not believe his carbon copy was really there. Kaoru nodded then cringed and began to cough a wet noise resounding from his lungs. Tears streamed out of his eyes as he caught his breath, and laid on his side facing Hikaru. He felt hands cup his face and gently brush his tears away.
"Are you okay?" Hikaru whined, his eyes going wide and beginning to glass over with tears.
"No, that really fucking hurts an-" another fit began but was shorter than the last. Kaoru flipped himself so he was laying on his back trying to breathe deeply. He felt liquid in his lungs, and had trouble forcing air through his windpipe. His mind fogged over again faintly, he felt like he was going to pass out. His eyes closed, and he felt Hikaru wrap himself around his slender body, carefully avoiding the IV lines. Circles were being massaged into his back, and he drifted away into black painless bliss.
He didn't wake up again for want he seemed to be a long time. His eyes snapped open gasping for air and sitting up, but felt a head rush by doing so. By his bedside was not just Kaoru anymore. The entire host club was there, and a smile was plastered across Tamaki's face.
"Welcome back." he whispered embracing him tightly.
"How long was I out?" he asked his voice raspy from obviously not being used in a while. "Well, you were put into a medically induced coma after the seizures started. And schools in session now. So about a month and a half." Kyouya calculated pushing his glasses up onto the bridge of his nose and scribbled away on his notepad. Hikaru looked down at the hospital floors, his tears dripping onto the granite beneath him. He couldn't bear to lock eyes with his twin and risk loosing it in front of everyone. A sharp inhale caught Kaorus' attention and he noticed a red haired boy looking downward, tears falling. He reached over and ran his fingers through the hair so like his own, and grabbed his chin with two fingers tilting it upward. He leaned in closing the distance between their heads and softly touched his forehead to the twins. Tears began to catch on Kaorus' eyelashes, and fell onto his brothers cheek. "I'm sorry for worrying you." he choked out, burying his head into Hikarus shoulder, inhaling his rich vanilla scent. He knew he would be alright now, and nothing could hurt him again.
Yeah okay. this was written while I was sick so every time I coughed I just described that. It was painful.