Summary: Three years after the series. One late night, Haruhi gets a call saying that Kyouya has been in an accident. She rushes to the hospital, but will she arrive in time? Songfic.
Based on the song "Forever and Always" by Parachute. Go give it a listen :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran or any of the characters involved.
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Haruhi sighed softly and glanced at the clock hanging on the kitchen wall above her. It was almost two in the morning and Kyouya still wasn't home. Haruhi knew all too well what to expect when she started a relationship the youngest Ootori. He was given the responsibility of managing a few of his father's minor companies, which was by no means a difficult task for Kyouya. However, it did require time and effort, which often left Haruhi at home awaiting his arrival.
This time was different though. If Kyouya knew he was going to be making it home late, he would call Haruhi to tell her not to wait up for him, but not today. Haruhi looked down at the unfinished homework that lay strewn about the table and frowned. She had been sitting at the table for three hours now, staring blankly at the packet and book open in front of her, but her mind was elsewhere. She picked up her pen once again and took a small sip of the commoner's coffee that had long since grown cold. She pulled the book towards her, but still found herself glancing out the window at the empty driveway.
Haruhi was jolted out of her daze when the phone across the room rang loudly. She felt a small smile creep across her face as she hurriedly shut the book and pushed away from the table. Haruhi figured it would be Kyouya calling to tell her he was on his way home, because who else would call at two in the morning? Although she felt a twinge of annoyance, it was better late than never. She hurried to the phone and picked it up without checking the caller ID.
"Hello?"
"H-Haruhi?"
Haruhi paused, the voice on the other end was none other than Tamaki. His voice lacked its usual upbeat and carefree tone. "Oh, hello Tamaki-sempai, I was expecting Kyouya," she chuckled lightly before continuing. "Why are you calling so late?" She asked slowly and paced around the kitchen. She glanced out the window once more to see a black limo slowly pull up at the base of her driveway
"Oh thank goodness you're still awake! Haruhi...Haruhi, something's happened."
"Tamaki, what do you mean?"
"It's Kyouya..." On the other end, Haruhi could hear a choked sob coming from Tamaki. For a few seconds, she could hear rustling until a second, significantly deeper voice spoke. "Haruhi, Kyouya has been in an accident."
At the sound of Mori's words, Haruhi dropped the phone onto the hard tile. She could hear Tamaki's frantic voice once more as she stared out of the window, her vision begin to fade. She didn't hear the front door open quietly.
It has to be a joke. Kyouya can't be in an accident, right? There is no way he could have been hurt...
The room began to spin, and Haruhi could feel herself falling backwards. Instead of hitting the cold floor, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her and held her steady. Haruhi slowly opened her eyes and saw a familiar face above her. A tall black haired man with beautiful dark eyes looked at her in concern.
"Kyouya?" Haruhi asked hopefully, straining to see in the dark light.
"Mori," he responded softly. Haruhi's heart dropped, and fresh tears fell from her face. Mori frowned and picked her up carefully and carried her out the limo she had seen earlier. Before Mori and Haruhi reached the limo, the door swung open and Tamaki poked his head out. Mori gently handed Haruhi over to Tamaki so he could slide into the car himself.
As the car started moving, Haruhi looked at Mori and Tamaki and wiped her eyes with the bottom of her old t-shirt. "Tamaki-sempai, Mori-sempai...is h-he okay?" Haruhi spoke quietly, trying desperately to maintain her composure.
Mori looked at Haruhi briefly before nodding to Tamaki. Tamaki sighed softly and wrapped his hands around Haruhi's, which were shaking violently. "Honestly Haruhi, I don't know. When the twins called us, they didn't give too much detail. They just sent us over to get you as soon as we could..." He trailed off and glanced up at Mori. Haruhi nodded solemnly and pulled her hands out of Tamaki's.
The car was silent for most of the trip to the hospital. Tamaki alternated between absentmindedly checking his phone, only to find no new messages or calls each time, and glancing at Haruhi. She had stopped crying soon after they had left, and instead simply stared at her feet.
-flashback (1 year ago)-
Haruhi cringed slightly as she stepped out into the brisk December air. She heard the car door behind her close and beep to verify that it had been locked. She didn't bother turning around, she just stared out at the beautiful landscape in front of her. While she admired the frozen lake, she felt a soft red scarf being draped around her neck. She turned around and grinned at Kyouya, who simply placed a swift kiss on her forehead before lacing his fingers in hers and starting off towards a cabin near the lake.
"Kyouya, why are we out here? It's freezing and I want to get started on my term paper. It's due next week and-"
Kyouya turned around and looked at Haruhi disapprovingly. "Haruhi, could you stop thinking about school for at least a day? It's our anniversary for heaven's sake," he muttered and continued on towards the cabin.
Haruhi frowned and followed him silently. She felt a bit silly for thinking about a dumb old term paper, especially on their two year anniversary. Before she could feel too guilty about it, she felt a rush of warm air hit her face as she was led into the cozy cabin.
"Is this your father's cabin?" Haruhi asked as she pulled the scarf off of her neck and hung it alongside Kyouya's.
"It was his, but then he gave it to me. He never visits out here, which is a shame. It is truly beautiful," Kyouya said and slid his hand inside his coat pocket to feel for the small box inside.
Haruhi nodded and stepped over to the window overlooking the lake. "It is so peaceful. I'm glad we have the opportunity to spend the day out here," She smiled happily and placed her forehead on the windowsill.
"Haruhi."
She turned around and gasped when she saw Kyouya, down on one knee, blushing furiously. She opened her mouth to speak, but one look from Kyouya had her at a loss for words.
"Haruhi Fujioka, these last two years have been simply amazing, and I'd like to think it was all because of you. You could not imagine my surprise when I found out that you shared the same feelings I had for you. I would want nothing more than to have you all to myself forever and always, through the good and the ugly, and grow old together. I love you forever and always. Haruhi, will you marry me?"
Haruhi sniffed and wiped at the tears that were streaming down her face. "Yes, yes, a million times yes." She said happily and threw her arms around Kyouya's neck.
-end flashback-
"Haruhi, we are here," Tamaki said softly, laying a gentle hand on her shoulder to bring her out of her stupor. She looked up to find that Mori was waiting outside the limo, holding the door open for her. She nodded and wiped a stray tear that had rolled down her cheek. She stepped out of the limo and waited for Tamaki to follow.
Once he was out and the limo had driven away, Haruhi turned and looked at the hospital sadly.
"Alright, let's go."
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AN: Hey there! This is surprisingly only my second Ouran fanfic, seeing as it is my absolute favorite anime. Oh well, inspiration hit while I was taking a shower (which seems to happen a lot lol), and when I got out I just started writing.
Kyouya and Haruhi are my faaaavorite pairing, so I just had to write something for them :D
I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of this! I wrote it in an hour or two, and I expect this to be either two or three chapters long. They should be up soon, so please review and let me know how you thought it was!
Uh, I'm really bad at writing these things, you have no idea. So yeah, I'll just stop before I embarrass myself.