I'm back already, I'm a bit stupid and now have three, no four fanfics that need constant updating but never mind. I have a bit of jet lag so I keep waking up early so it is something to do in the morning while everyone else is asleep. Here is chapter two, please read and review... did that rhyme?!
Beep, beep, b-beep. Beep, b- beep, beep.
I'd been here only one night and that sound was already getting on my nerves. I could understand why the heart monitor had to be there; it was my heart that was slowly getting covered in tumours, as well as my lungs and bones now. So far it's safe to say my heart was still beating even if it was slightly irregular.
Even though I understood, it was still giving me a headache. Or has the cancer spread to my brain too?
I don't mind anymore, about the cancer I mean. I had worked really hard since I was diagnosed with Heart Cancer and I've been a lawyer for three months now. I worked my ass of in law school and managed to skip a year, I'm glad because otherwise I'd still be in school.
School.
I hadn't told any of my school friends what was wrong. When the fever and fainting started I told them I had a bad flu. I'm sure they were suspicious when the fever kept coming back but even Kyouya didn't know, hooray for patient confidentiality. Even I didn't know when the fainting started that I had cancer. My dad forced me to go to the doctor when my heart rate went through the roof; I swear it was like a rocket.
The doctors almost immediately knew what was wrong when I explained my symptoms but there was all the complicated diagnostic testing before they told me I had primary tumours (started in the heart) and they tested positive for cancer. It didn't come as much of a surprise seeing as my mother had the same problem, but it wasn't pleasant finding out.
It didn't stop me from working hard, knowing I was probably going to die because the treatment is so difficult without damaging healthy parts of the heart as well, it made me work harder. The members of the host club thought I was mad, I skipped a year of school (halfway through my second year I got put in the third year of high school), I was doing revision whilst walking in the hallways and even when the host club took a break and went away I would bring my work with me no matter how much Kyouya added to my debt. If he wanted that money so badly he would have to chase me to my grave, literally.
When I heard Tamaki was leaving for France in a month's time, I was crushed; I loved him and knew it but for once, couldn't say my feelings. I could hardly ask him to stay because, well, his mother was dying. I couldn't be with my mother the moment she died, my dad wouldn't let me because he thought I would be traumatised or something. Tamaki should be there for his mother.
And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here
As the time came closer I found it hard to look at him. One the odd occasion when he called my name and I would lift my head automatically I would see his eyes, they were filled with concern, happiness, sadness and another emotion. I couldn't tell what. I'd see those eyes and I'd feel confident. I knew he was going to be ok in France and it knew I could become a lawyer. If I could live until then maybe I would still be alive when he came back from France.
Before he left, one of those time when he called my name he said, 'Haruhi, why are you working so hard. You're smart enough as it is. It's not like someone's timing you to become the world's youngest lawyer, take your time,' how wrong he was, still, I was touched by his speech then he ruined it by adding, 'you might make yourself ill my poor little daughter working so hard.'
There was the daughter thing again, another reason for not telling him how I felt. He always sees me as a daughter, why? I don't know.
Light up, light up
As if you have the choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you, dear
Smile, smile, you need to smile. I screamed in my head. It was hard when he thought I had forever when it was really somewhere between months and a couple of years.
The smile slowly came to my face, a little too slow. Tamaki sensed I wasn't happy.
'Haruhi,' he bent down. The other host members were ignoring him as he usually gave me attention like this as I was his 'daughter'.
'Even when I am in France, I'll still be here. Even if you can't hear or see me I'll still be here.
~.~.~.~
Hot tears ran down my face as I thought about the memory. Yes, he would be here. But I wouldn't. I gripped the hospital blanked with as much strength as I could muster and fought back the tears.
When I collapsed after a difficult court case (which I'd won) I was hospitalised. Kyouya, as he owned the hospital I was put in, heard soon after and about an hour following when I had been put in a hospital bed with this stupid drip in my arm the host club appeared in my room, in a state of complete panic and shock.
Of course, the one person I wanted to be there wasn't.
Kyouya went outside to make a call.
While he was gone I explained what was wrong with me to the others. They weren't mad that I hadn't told them sooner, even Hikaru kept his temper, but to my dismay they started to cry. Well, Mori didn't but he looked very upset for him.
Kyouya came back in, 'Tamaki is on his way back from France.'
OK, second chapter done, I hope I get more reviews but that might be a bit selfish. Thank you for the review from KageNoNeko :)
Thank you to all those people reading this as well, much appreciated.
