Sunshine
You are my sunshine.
Haruhi raced through the hall of the hospital, searching frantically for the room she knew he'd be in. Her eyes flooded with tears. 'Please,' she thought. 'Just let him be okay. He has to be okay.'
My only sunshine.
The others were far behind her, but she didn't care. She had to see him. She had to know. If he didn't make it, she didn't think she could either. A world without him was unimaginable now.
You make me happy.
Throwing open the door, she saw him there, lying in a hospital bed with tubes and medical tape and bandages all over him. He looked very beat up. He looked up in surprise at whoever came bursting so suddenly into his room. "Haruhi?"
When skies are grey.
The tears flowed freely down her face. He was okay. Haruhi threw herself into his arms, hiding her tear streamed face in his chest. Gentle arms wrapped themselves around her as she wept. Fingers combed through her dark hair lovingly.
You'll never know dear.
"Oh, Kyouya." She held him tighter, afraid he would disappear.
How much I love you.
The Oohtori brushed her bangs from her eyes. "Why are you crying, Love?" She was so relieved. He was alive. The accident hadn't killed him. He was safe here, with her. "I was so afraid you'd leave me. I can't be alone again. Not now. I love you Kyouya." His eyes widened. She'd never said the words until now.
Please don't take my sunshine away.
He smiled at her, his eyes filled with the love he held for this astounding young woman. Kyouya took her into his arms again, holding her close, while still wary of the medical equipment. "I'll never leave you, Haruhi." She held him tighter. He stroked her hair. "Let me prove that to you. I want to take care of you." He leaned back to look into her eyes. "Fujioka Haruhi, will you do me the honor of being my bride?"