Chapter 1

"Hikauru, are you okay?"

The voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I glanced up at Haruhi.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just thinking about how Kaoru is doing." I said. Was I really thinking about that? I can't quite remember.

"I'm sure he is fine. My question is why you are not there with him." She said, tipping her head to the side.

Oh, yeah. Why am I not at the infirmary with him? Simple. I was to concerned to move. I think I have been standing here for a little over ten minutes…

TEN MINUTES PREVIOUS

" You two are bastards! You stole my sister from me and then broke her heart! And you can't even have the grace to apologize?!" The boy said. He was crying really hard. I could tell that much from around the corner. I wondered who he was talking to, but I didn't want to interrupt.

There was a sickening crunch and a thud that followed.

"What do you have to say for yourself?!" The boy shouted.

Crunch.

"Why won't you answer you bastard?!"

Thud. Crash.

"Answer me!"

Silence. Then…

"I'm sorry. We didn't mean to hurt her. We really liked her. I promise." The answer was slurred, and it was obvious the victim was crying. Wait… that voice… Kaoru?!

I ran around the corner to a puddle of blood and a sobbing Kaoru. The other boy was gone.

"Kaoru!" I yelled, running over. I sat him up and cradled him.

His forehead was bleeding heavily but not enough to cause the amount of blood on the floor. Then I saw it. The giant slice in his side.

"Help!" I screamed. "Stay with me Kaoru. Help! Somebody! Please!" I know I was crying, sitting there in a puddle of my brother's blood, gazing down at his pale, tear streaked face.

The next thing I knew, I was being dragged away from him, medics taking him away as I watched his heart stop beating…

(Two hours later)

I sat in the hospital waiting room with the entire host club, waiting for some word of reassurance.

None came.

It wasn't that nobody cared. No, that was definitely not it. You could tell we were distressed just by glancing at us.

Honey was crying silently while Mori rubbed his back, staring into space. Kyoya was typing away furiously on his laptop, but I could see flowers in the reflection of the screen in his glasses. Tamaki was pacing furiously, tears streaming down his face. Haruhi was sitting, working on homework, but she kept erasing stuff, which was unusual for her.

And then there was me.

I was just sitting there, staring at my still blood covered hands, not really knowing what to do. I felt lost and alone. A hand on my back made me look up.

Tamaki stood, hand on my back. He smiled.

" He will be okay." He said, smiling.

I nodded mutely. Jeez, I hoped so.

Now, I know this chapter did not explain much. It is just supposed to confuse youJ Hopefully, I will update really soon. Thanks for reading!