Disclamer: I own nothing, I am just a pathetic fangirl who likes to live vicariously through the lives of others. :)
They sat around her bed, thinking of what they would have done if she did not make it. If she had died whether on the street, or in the emergency room. It made the Host Club think about what could have been if she had not been so lucky. If the car had been going slightly faster, or they had not gotten there in time. What would have become of Fujioka Haruhi?
They listened to the constant beeping of the EKG monitor, telling them that her heart was still beating. All of them where silent as the took in the fragile appearance of her, covered in bandages and IVs sticking out of her arms.
They had made sure that she got the best treatment that she could. They where currently at one of the many Hospitals that was owned by the Ootori family, but even with the best doctors at her beck and call, it was unclear when she would wake up.
The doctors said she was in a light coma from brain trauma, and that she had a sever concussion. They weren't sure if there would beside effects. And they all knew that there where a plethora of thing that could result from head trauma.
Tamaki, for once, was sitting quietly in his chair. He had his unfocused gaze resting of the bandages wrapped around her head. He didn't know what he would have done... It was his fault, he convinced himself. It should have been him who was hit, not only he hadn't froze up, she wouldn't have had to push him out of the street, and she wouldn't be laying in that damned bed now.
Kyouya, as usual was typing away on his laptop, yet it seemed slower, forced, as if he really didn't have the heart to work at the moment. He had no such guilt as his friend did, but he was disturbed all the same. It was he that had called for an ambulance, yet he could remember the panicked feeling in his chest as he say her bleeding out from her head. He never wanted to feel that way again. So he continued to type in hopes of numbing the feeling.
Hunny had an uncharacteristically serious look on his face. As if his child hood had been stripped away from him. Hunny had seen blood before. He was in martial arts, it was a given that you would see blood at times, whether it be your opponents, or your own he had seen blood many times. But the picture of it coming out of Haruhi was unfathomable to him. He never wanted to see her get hurt. She was a caring person, dense at times, but she had a good heart, and he would never want to see something like that happen to her. He hugged Usa-chan closer to his chest, the serious expression still in place.
Mori was harder to read. He was a man of few words, and fewer expressions. He did not wear his heard on his sleeve like many do, yet you could not deny the face that there where more emotions swimming in his eyes than many would ever produce. He was afraid. She looked so small in the bed, and he berated himself for not protecting her. That was his role, he was the protector, when she wanted out of something (Tamaki's hugs) it was him she called out to, and he had failed her. He made a vow to himself then that he will never again fail a friend.
Kaoru was not fairing so well. He was certain that he would be seeing this day in his nightmares for a long time to come. He knew that there was nothing he could have done, he was too far away, and wouldn't have made it in time if he tried, but the sight of the car hitting her, and watching as she was thrown back like a rag doll was too much for him. He wished he didn't see it, like if he didn't see it, it wouldn't be real, and they wouldn't be here now. He knew this was not true.
Hikaru, was struggling to get her voice out of his head. The pain filled scream to him was much worse than the sight. His ears where still ringing from the defining sounds that happened in a matter of seconds. The sound of the car impacting with her body mixed with the sound of her pain. The noise of brakes, with the sound of her head hitting the pavement. The sound of her labored breathing as they fretted over her in the street followed by the wine of the ambulance as it came rushing to them. He could hear it all, and he wasn't sure if his hearing would ever be the same.
Haruhi could feel herself waking up from what felt like seconds like her. She could feel the numbness of sleep leaving her as the aces and pains came crashing onto her. She was unable to stop the noise of pain that escaped the back of her throat.
In seconds all of the host club was surrounding her, calling out her name, asking if she was okay, if she needed anything. She was a little overwhelmed. She opened her eyes to see that the room was shrouded in darkness.
"Why are the lights turned off? I can't see a thing." she said as she brought her hands up to touch the bandage that was resting on her forehead wincing slightly as her fingers landed on a tender bump.
Haruhi could sense their apprehension.
"What is it?" she asked with trepidation.
"The lights are on Haruhi," Hikaru said from her right.
"We can see perfectly fine." Kaoru said slightly closer to her head than his twin.
She felt dread fill her, she placed her hand in front of her face. She could not see it. At all. She felt panic rise in her throat. She felt sick, why couldn't she see it! Her hand was right in front of her, why couldn't she see it!
The host club watched in sadness as Haruhi broke down. Tears falling from her sightless eyes as she struggled to see the hand that was inches from her face.
"Haruhi, you have to calm down." Kyouya said in a firm voice as he gently lowered her hand back to her side.
"calm down..." she repeated in a slightly breathy voice from hyperventilating, as if she could not comprehend.
She felt him squeeze her hand as someone on her other side took her other. She guesses it was Hunny from how small the hand was. "it's okay Haru-chan, we're here for you." Hunny said in a soothing voice.
"Ah" Mori intoned from beside his cousin.
She felt Hikaru and Kaoru sit on the end of her bed, but something was missing. Where was Tamaki?
She forced her breathing to calm down and think positively, at least she was alive. She turned her head towards Kyouya, "Where is Tamaki-senpai?"
She heard feet shuflle somewhere behind Kyouya. "I'm here" he said in a hesitant voice.
"How are you doing?" she asked. She didn't know if he had been hit too, and concern filled her.
"I'm so sorry Haruhi!" he exclaimed, "It's all my fault, if not for me you-"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence Senpai." Haruhi said with warning clear in her voice. "None of this is your fault."
"But-"
"No. I don't blame you, and I don't want you to blame you ether." She said with a note of finality in her voice. She was just happy they where both alive.
Kyouya gently let go of her hand, and stepped aside to make room for his friend.
Tamaki took her hand in his, and kissed the back, whispering his thank yous.
Haruhi could feel herself drifting off the sleep. She was so relived. "Glad I could help this time..." she trailed off as unconsciousness took her back into its arms.
"So Haruhi was thinking about that other time when she pushed Tono out of the way..." Kaoru finished with a slight frown.
"What does she mean by that, this time?" Hikaru asked in a confused voice. He was sure nothing like this happened to them before.
"According to my sources, Haruhi's mother died by being run over." the room thought about it for a moment. "She was pushing Haruhi out of the way when she died." Kyouya said, his voice sober.
"So she was thinking of that other time when she pushed Tono out of the way..." Kaoru finished with a thoughtful frown on his face.
"That may indeed be the case." Kyouya said as he pushed up his glassed.
"That's also why Haru-chan was so abatement when telling Tama-chan it wasn't his fault." Hunny said, "She knew what it is like to blame yourself."
"Anyway, I contacted Ranka, and he should be here in a few hours. He was visiting a friend of his that lives a ways away." he said. "In the mean time I think it best we all go home and get some rest."
"We can't all leave, what if Haruhi wakes up alone?" Kaoru said, concern marring his voice.
"She will be fine, there are nurses if she needs anything." he said with a dismissing wave of his hand."
"She wont be fine! shes blind damn it!" Hikaru exploded. "Don't you think she will be scared to not have anyone she knows with her? She may not have said it, but I could tell how scared she was! She wont say anything, and if we don't anticipate her needs, who will?" By now his chest was heaving. "I wont leave her alone when she is scared, I did it once, but I will never do it again!"
"Hikaru..." Kaoru's voice trailed off. He agreed with his twin, it would be wrong to leave her alone.
Everyone was looking at him in slight shame. They where about to leave too.
Kaoru decided to speak, "he dosnt mean everyone had to stay. It would get a little too crouded if we did, but there should be at least one person with her until she gets used to it."
Everyone in the room looked around, trying to decide who should stay the until her father got there.
"Hikaru and I will stay" Kaoru said in a firm voice that the others had never heard him use, "the rest of you should leave and get some rest. You look like crap." he said in a joking manner to try and ease the tension.
Everyone looked to Hikaru, he wasn't even paying attention. He was sitting on the side of Haruhi's bed with her hand in his, a pained look on his face. They all know that he was taking this hard, they all where, but he had less experience, and less composure than the others.
They all quietly made their way out of the room, each pare of eyes lingering on Haruhi's sleeping face as long as possible.
Kaoru joined his brother at her bed side. He felt emotionally strained as well, it wasn't easy being the responsible twin.
"Okaa-san..." Haruhi mumbled in her sleep, brows furrowed "do you forgive me now..." her voice was so faint that they could barley hear it, but they did, and her words made their hearts ach.
At that moment, they didn't see Haruhi as the strong willed, woman that they always knew her to be, they saw her as a lost little girl, and felt a wave of pity wash over them. Not that they would ever tell her that, she would kill them for even thinking that she needed pity, for when she woke up she would once again be the strong will girl that they have come to know and love, she would just need a little help this time. And they would be more than willing to give it to her.
Please review my story, if you like it or not, please tell me (but if you don't like it, tell me why instead of just insulting, I like to be able to improve if I can). I look forward to hearing from you! ^_^
