Have you ever heard of the Imagine Your Otp in Tumblr? I decided to write various fanfics on different pairings though they're focused on Haru ehehe
So yeah. This story consists of 5986 (Gokudera x Haru)
1. "Imagine Person A of your OTP falling into a coma and Person B refuses to admit that they might never wake up and visits them every day."
Not beta'd. Please message or review if you notice one.
Last Updated: 12.26.12
At times such as now, it was a great time for someone's head to go dizzy, angry, hurt, scared.
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"Wha.. What do you mean he's not waking up?" Miura Haru frantically asks, her face pale as she grips the doctor's white coat.
She was trembling with fear.
With shock.
Shamal sighs and runs his hand over his hair, looking at her with such sadness. "When he took the hit for Tsuna, his head bumped the table-"
"I know! I know… H-haru knows…" She cries as her body starts to tremble, her tight grip on the doctor lessening. Soon, her legs felt weak as she falls down on the floor, her teardrops hitting on the floor continuously. "But why… Why won't he wake up..?"
Why would Gokudera risk his life?
"It's just that.. Every part of his body is starting to heal, but the impact on his head was a little.. Too much for his body to handle."
But.. Gokudera is strong..!
He is..!
Haru opens her lips to retort, but soon quiets down as no words escape.
Silence soon takes over.
Long minutes passed on.
Quiet hiccups echoes throughout the empty hospital hall.
Days felt like torture to a person like her.
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Without stopping, Haru visited the patient with a pained smile on her face as she tries to sound bright.
After all, that was her job.
She is the happiness that sprinkles throughout the base if anything bad happens.
"Good morning Gokudera-san and Bianchi-san! Haru's here!" She happily begins, stopping by to give a small hug to a sister-like lady and hands her a small bag full of food. "Haru knows that Bianchi-san hasn't eaten and didn't really have time to cook, so Haru made you a lunchbox!"
In Haru's eyes, Bianchi looked too skinny. Too pale.
When was the last time she ate after Haru forcefully fed her?
Bianchi weakly smiles with a small chuckle and lightly pats Haru's head, taking the lunchbox slowly. "Thanks, Haru. Seems like my little brother made a good choice as you for his spouse," she mutters, taking a small glance to the patient on the bed, his eyes closed peacefully with distant beeps in the background that indicated his steady heartbeat.
Haru blushes deeply and shakes her head vigorously. "A spouse..! Haru's not-!"
The Italian continues to smile.
"You.. don't have to come by every day, you know.. You have school and homework and others," She begins, glancing at her brother every now and then, looking at Haru with sorry.
Haru halts.
"Well.. I.. Haru.. feels stuffy without visiting Gokudera-san..?" She asks, tilting her head cutely as she sits on the chair next to Bianchi and the bed, looking at Gokudera with a small blush.
It really was suffocating her.
But it was better than not seeing him at all.
To her, he brought the air she breathes.
Soon, her fingers rose in the air and reaches for the patient's cheeks, careful to not touch the bandages on his head and on the side of his face.
Even if he was in a coma, he was still the handsome, beautiful man in her eyes.
"I mean.. Haru wants to see Gokudera-san's face when he wakes up first..!"
She missed those emerald eyes that glows beautifully.
Bianchi inwardly sighs and gives a side hug as she ignores the small tears that rolls down on Haru's cheeks.
Every day. Every single day, she visits.
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"Whew, good afternoon Tsuna-san! I see you're here to visit Gokudera-san today!" Haru smiles as she enters to the medical room with a thick jacket and a scarf that covers half of her face.
It was natural to see Tsuna on the mornings.
Even at Christmas.
Tsuna just couldn't ignore the guilt on his chest as he knows that his right hand man took the hit for someone like him-
Tsuna shakes his head timidly. No, he shouldn't think like that. Gokudera would get mad, after all.
"H-Haru? Is that you?" Tsuna stutters unsure, his eyes wide with surprise as her looks at his friend smile sheepishly, taking off her scarf along with the jacket, only to reveal more jackets underneath.
"Yep! Since the days are getting too cold, Haru didn't want to get a cold because she won't be able to visit Gokudera-san if she gets one," Haru replies with a gentle smile as she takes out a small box with a bow. "And since today is Christmas, Haru thought that she should bring presents here so when Gokudera-san wakes up, he can open them up!"
The Vongola tenth knows she brings a present for Gokudera every day.
Tsuna smiles weakly and eyes the other presents on the corner of the room that were mostly from Haru and Bianchi. "It's a little late, but Merry Christmas, Haru."
Haru glances at the clock. "Ah well.. Isn't there a Christmas party, Tsuna-san? You don't want to be late!"
A Christmas Party Gokudera planned for his boss.
It would be weird if that was cancelled.
"Are you sure? I mean, I'm going to come back with others later.. But.." Tsuna mumbles, slowly standing up from the chair that was located next to the bed.
"Of course! Haru's okay! And Gokudera-san wants you to have fun!"
She knows Gokudera doesn't want to tie them down.
Unsure, Tsuna sighs and smiles, taking his jacket slowly. "Okay.. See you later, Haru.."
Haru smiles, waving her hand as she sees Tsuna walk out of the room.
If she goes now, what would happen if Gokudera wakes up or something?
It was tiring.
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"Miura Haru. I need to speak to you."
Haru turns around in the middle of packing her stuff, her dazed eyes sparking with small surprise as she looks at her teacher. "..Yes?"
The teacher crosses her arms, her eyes filled with worry. "Your grades have been dropping over the past days and weeks. Are you okay?"
The student nods absentmindedly. "I am," she answers without any seconds of hesitation, soon going back to packing her stuff and getting her scarf. "If you would excuse me, I need to go somewhere."
The teacher's eyes narrows as she glances at Haru's eyes. "..You.. have dark circles.. Are you sure you're okay?"
Haru pauses before bowing respectively to the teacher. "Have a good day, sensei."
It doesn't matter if her grades dropped.
Grades didn't matter.
He did.
It was calming at times.
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"Gokudera-san! Bianchi-san! Haru brought cakes for Haru Appreciation Day!" Haru enters the medical room with a bakery logo bag, a smile on her lips as she sets them down on the night table besides the bed.
Despite the hard times, Hau never forgot her Appreciation Day.
She just brought the day to the medical room, where Bianchi, Gokudera and her can enjoy.
The repeating route is just tweaked.
"Good morning, Haru" Bianchi smiles as she brings a chair next to herself, motioning the teen to sit.
But..
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When she had to excuse herself to take care of her womanly needs, Gokudera was missing.
Haru searches for the room.
Maybe he woke up..!
Maybe he's just playing a trick with her..!
Maybe he..
She runs out.
"Wha- Where is the patient?" Haru frantically asks, her eyes already filled with tears as she was running around, looking for anyone, grabbing anyone.
Why wasn't he in his room?
Why can't she find him?
"He's okay. There was some problems but he's fine," Shamal states, grabbing her arm as she was gripping on a patient on a wheelchair. "He's just moved to another place."
Shamal sadly eyes the panicky teen.
It just saddened him to see her so.. broken. Fragile. Petite.
With a sniffle, she stands up straight and proud, her eyes ease with relief but filled with determination. "….Let me see him," Haru mutters deadly, tears rolling down her cheeks as she turns around to face him. "I.. I need to see him."
If she doesn't then..
Shamal sighs tiredly. "You have to see him through a window."
"It's fine."
That was better than not seeing him.
It was scary.
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"Haru?" Bianchi calls her name, panicky looking through the hospital halls, only to notice the teen sitting on the corner, her hands covering her face.
Others were coming, Haru already knew, but it wasn't a surprise that Bianchi was the first person to reach to her.
Haru's body was trembling, Bianchi notes as she patiently walks over and leans against the cold wall, her hand resting on Haru's head.
"B-Bianchi-san…" Haru hiccups, her teary eyes looking up to see the mature ones, "I.. Gokudera-san.. He.."
His condition is not stable.
Bianchi sighs and pulls Haru up. "The doctors called for disconnecting the life support?"
Few months passed by, after all.
Haru looks away. "W-why can't Gokudera-san be moved to the base? Under Dino-san's care? Don't they have better medical advancement…?" She asks quietly, breathlessly as she looks at the empty hallway.
She's desperate.
She can't afford to lose another person.
"Then he would be in danger. You should know that other family are attacking Vongola," Bianchi whispers, lightly dragging Haru to where her brother was located.
The base wasn't safe.
It was still on construction, and it's not that hard to spot it once the enemies have the correct technology.
"Him being here is more dangerous!" The teen literally yells out, her eyes filled with anger. "What if the others find out? What if the neighborhood blows up or or-"
A loud slap echoes on the empty hall.
Tears starts to roll down on Bianchi and Haru's cheeks.
It was not fair.
It was hard.
But..
She continues.
Because she knows that he will wake up.
It didn't matter how long.
