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The next day Haruhi noticed that Mori-senpai was even worse than he had been the last. She was getting severely worried; his clumsiness mixed with the continuing snow storms would not be good. She spent most of the day pondering what she could do to help but when it came time for the club she knew she would have to focus and push her worried thoughts aside and that's what she did.
When she arrived at music room #3 she noticed that for once the club was going with the seasons. The theme would be winter wonderland it seemed, the overly large (and often confusing) room seemed to sparkle; no doubt due to some well-placed glitter, the floor was covered with some sort of fabric and underneath it was a kind of foam that created soft hills. Fake snowmen were scattered about in all shapes and sizes. Everyone was dressed in wintery costumes, but it didn't feel quite right; the brunette realized. "It's because Honey isn't here. He would have loved this, especially all the powdered sugar coated sweets", Haruhi somberly concluded.
"You're late", Kyoya stated simply.
"Yeah sorry about that; I had to talk to my teacher about some late homework", she replied sheepishly.
"HARUHI! There's daddy's little girl", Tamaki exclaimed. "I was wondering where you were!"
Suddenly the twins appeared flanking the girl's sides, "We've been waiting too."
"We've been wanting to play with our toy all day long", Hikaru elaborated.
"But you kept ignoring us", Karou pouted.
The two put the elbows down on her shoulders and leaned on them slightly, "It doesn't matter now though cause you're here."
"We can", Hikaru started, "play with you all we want", Karou finished.
"DADDY SAYS NO!" Tamaki threw himself towards the twins and began to fight, once again, over Haruhi.
Her head searched the room desperately but when she finally found Mori she noticed he wasn't paying attention. He looked totally out of it; just staring out the window completely blank. She sighed heavily accepting her lack of escape. Thankfully though Kyoya came to the rescue.
The Shadow King was suddenly looming over the group looking quite deadly, "I would advise for you all to stop this so she may change otherwise we will be late opening the club today." Haruhi gulped loudly; she had always been a tad intimidated by her senpai but at the moment she was absolutely terrified.
The twins and blonde let go immediately, but Tamaki (being the audacious person he is) looked at Kyoya with a pout. "Mommy why are you being so mean to daddy", he moaned in question. Kyoya just shot him a look that told Tamaki to shut up and this time he obliged completely.
Haruhi slipped into the changing room and put on a dazzling white tux along with a cute little top hat and some ice blue prescription contacts. When the girls started arriving they seemed an air of excitement about them. Many of them shouted 'moe' and 'kawaii'; sometimes Haruhi wondered if that was their entire vocabulary. All the hosts seemed on their "A game" today, all except Mori-senpai. The brunette felt found herself feeling bad for the older boy on multiple occasions because every now and then a girl would inquire to Honey's whereabouts and the slightest flash of emotion would appear in his eyes. Part of Haruhi wanted to go over and give him a hug and then another part of her would wonder why the first part of her cared so much it would want to do that. Haruhi herself entertained her customers with stories of past Christmases that she remembered sharing with her mother and chit-chat about upcoming events and what gifts the girls wanted. Eventually all the girls left and the hosts wished them a safe trip home. The brunette got her things together and headed for the door. On her way out she noticed that Mori-senpai hadn't taken a limo and was instead walking home. She had to remind herself that even with his level of clumsiness that he could take care of himself for that long. While passing the gates she overheard a group of gangly looking boys talking about Mori and Honey.
"Yeah. He's out of town I'm sure of it. Takashi was completely alone the whole day and I didn't see him or that retarded bunny he carries around in class", one of the boys said.
"Great then our only problem is Takashi", another one stated.
"It won't be a problem", a fourth said triumphantly.
They trailed out of earshot and Haruhi knew it would look suspicious if she turned around and walked back. "Well that was strange…", she muttered to herself. "Hmm… maybe I should walk with him tomorrow", the girl thought to herself. What she had heard bothered her the whole way home and apparently her father could tell something was wrong.
"You okay?" Ranka asked almost immediately after his daughter walked through the door.
"Yeah… it's nothing", Haruhi replied.
"Don't lie to me Haruhi. I can tell when you are upset so what's wrong?"
"I just heard some boys talking about some friends of mine that's all. It's nothing serious", the girl replied giving her father her best host smile.
The man seemed to melt like butter in response to her charm, "Okay; if you say so hun."
After finishing homework and eating dinner Haruhi headed off to bed. She laid there staring at her ceiling thinking about the actions she should take the next day. She drifted off while pondering the strange boys' conversation. The dream she had was absolutely awful. She dreamt that those same gangly boys she saw were torturing Mori and Honey-senpai, then it switched to them chasing the two, when the dream changed again though it was Mori and Haruhi who were being chased by the boys but Haruhi was lagging behind and she tripped but instead of trying to help her Mori left her behind. Haruhi woke up to her alarm with a cold sweat covering her body. "What was that?" The girl questioned herself. She got her uniform on with shaking hands and hurried out of the door before her dad could inquire to her obvious flustered state of mind. She spent most of the day in complete silence; she tried desperately to brush off the dream but it had shaken her badly. She couldn't get rid of a horrible twisting feeling in her stomach. Later even some of her regulars noticed how upset she was. When it came time to go Haruhi had made the decision to make sure to walk with her senpai no matter how much she had to bug him about it.
She approached Mori with determination, "Hey Mori-senpai…"
He looked at her kind of blankly and didn't even bother with a grunt but she went on anyways, "Would it be alright if I walked home with you? Just for today."
He looked a bit taken aback but after about 2 minutes of contemplation he nodded his head in consent. Haruhi began to smile but stopped when Mori thought showed in his face. Finally he asked, "Who's house first?"
"Umm… lets go to your first and don't worry I'll be getting home just fine", the girl replied. He looked confused but nodded again anyway.
The walk was fairly quiet except for a little bit of small talk (consisting of Haruhi asking questions or making comments and Mori responding with a small grunt to show that he was at least mildly listening). The passed one of the markets and Haruhi stopped momentarily, without Mori's notice, to look at a sale that was being advertised in the windows. Something bothered her peripheral vision and she turned around to look and saw a sort of glint in the distance and it was moving VERY fast. Before she knew what it was or could anticipate the impact it hit her. She stood there for a moment in shock before a strangled yelping noise escaped her lips at the large throwing knife that was now sticking out of her shoulder. Pain shot through her body and she stumbled back a little only to catch another knife in her thigh. Despite how scattered her brain was over the great pain ripping through her body he brain was able to put together that these were missed shots for someone else otherwise she would be dead.
~Takashi mode 0.0 ~
Takashi looked at his side to find that the brunette he was supposed to be walking with was no longer present. He turned and saw her figure a bit of a ways behind him. He grunted in slight irritation and began walking back for her when she suddenly yelled out.
"MORI-SENPAI RUN", she shouted. He momentarily froze in his spot as he became very aware and his senses began to focus. He heard slight zipping sound pass by his head and turned to find a large throwing knife lying in the snow. With wide eyes he turned back to Haruhi only to see her collapse. He ran towards her dogging anything he heard. When he got to her the first thing he noticed was that the sidewalk and snow around her were beginning to turn a deep shade of red. Next he noticed the knives sticking out of her shoulder, thigh, and upper arm. In other words; shots that were probably meant for him. Takashi looked around frantically and finally found the culprit who was now running with all of his/her strength in the other direction.
"I'll be right back", he whispered to the injured girl below him. He felt his stomach twist at the thought of leaving her there alone but he had to do it. He turned and shot of towards the sprinting criminal. The third year caught up the other boy quickly and picked him up by the scruff of the neck then proceeded to slam him against the wall; no doubt breaking the smaller boy's nose in the process.
"Who are you?!" Takashi asked angrily.
"My name is Kouta. Please don't kill me!" Kouta shouted in dismay.
Takashi growled loudly and slammed him against the wall once again; effectively knocking the boy out. The tall boy dragged Kouta with him back to the spot where Haruhi laid out sprawled.
"I'm sorry", Takashi whispered to her while kneeling down beside her and dropping Kouta behind him.
Haruhi smiled up at him and Takashi noticed blood on her teeth; she had probably cut her own tongue open when she fell. "It's not your fault Mori-senpai…", she winced a bit, "I should have let you know that I was stopping." Takashi noticed that her eyes were beginning to glaze over and he became panicked. The boy who usually showed no emotion now had worry and frustration practically tattooed on his face. Struggling the think straight he was able to put together the obvious solution to use his phone. He whipped out the small electronic and dialed Kyoya.
"Ye-", Kyoya lazily began.
"No time to talk. Haruhi and I attacked, Haruhi needs hospital ASAP. Get someone down here now. We'll talk when you get here", Takashi sounded commanding and stern.
The change of tone was very evident in Kyoya's voice, "Bye."
Takashi closed his phone with a loud snap and then turned his attention back to Haruhi. She had already passed out and he wondered if he should extract the knives sticking out of her body. He scolded himself at the thought; from his training he already knew that if he did he wouldn't be able to stop the bleeding. In the end he settled for unzipping his jacket and holding her close to his body for warmth. "This is all my fault", he thought as self-loathing washed over him. Without his permission a tear rolled down his cheek and off his face to land in Haruhi's hair.
"I'm sorry", he whispered again and again.
Let the feels be released :}D Seriously though I hope you guys enjoyed that chapter! I knew I wanted to do something like this but I wasn't quite sure how to do it so I really hope I did it well enough. I'll be trying to update again very soon. Leave any critics or praises because I much appreciate them. Buh-bye ~Kue
