Chapter 3

Dinner with his father went perfectly. Kyoya knew it would, his father loved Haruhi. It was all going according to plan. Haruhi of course had charmed the whole house she had even managed to impress his brother's which Kyoya hadn't seen since Tamaki played them the piano. Haruhi had also at this point moved into the estate herself. They technically shared a room, though Haruhi slept in another room.

Kyoya brought it up to her "Haruhi it might draw suspicion that my wife won't sleep with me." Haruhi laughed at him "well luckily I'm not your wife yet, just tell them I'm old fashioned. I want to wait for our wedding night." Kyoya sighed at her "you don't have to sleep with me I understand." Haruhi grabbed him by the arm "Kyoya, give me time." Kyoya went cold "I don't expect you to actually be my wife Haruhi, this is in business arrangement after all."

Haruhi pulled her hand off his arm as if he was on fire, "alright." and with that she left the room. Kyoya brought his hand up to his face "shit." he muttered to himself. His pride was bruised and he had taken it out on her. He knew of his feelings for her, unlike their dense friends, he didn't act on his feelings thinking that Haruhi was going to eventually end up with Tamaki or maybe one of the twins. But then nothing happened.

Kyoya decided against going after her and decided to go sleep. Try again with her in the morning.

His alarm woke him up in the morning, how he hated mornings. He looked at the poor maid who had to come to make sure he was up that morning. Though the distinct smell of coffee wiffed into the room. Kyoya lifted his head slightly, the maid placed the mug on his side table "Haruhi-san made coffee before she left, she told me to bring you up a mug of black." He smirked to himself "of course she did." "She also picked out clothes for you for today, they're on the dresser." Kyoya's eyebrows shot up.

He slowly pulled himself into a sitting position, there was a note on his night stand. Sure enough it was from his wife to be.

"Kyoya

This may be a marriage of merit but I would like to try to work together and be friends through this all. I hope you don't mind I picked your clothes for the morning as well as making sure you have coffee, I know you like it black in the morning. I will be home around 4:30 maybe we can have dinner together?

Haruhi"

Kyoya smiled at the small note. He stared up at the ceiling smiling, probably the first time before eleven am ever in his life. He stood up and stared at the clothes she carefully picked out. This marriage might have just been the best idea he had ever had.

Kyoya stared at his long time and bodyguard, "tell me." Tachibana stared at him with pity a nurse suddenly grabbed him "sir you shouldn't be standing you need to see the doctor." Tachibana shrugged her off "I need to tell him, he needs to know what happened." The nurse sighed and ran off in another direction.

Kyoya led Tachibana back to the emergency room being followed by the rest of the Host Club. "I was driving her to work which was a surprise since she never lets anyone drive her. But she was reading through her case file. She was very busy sending texts and she was wearing her seat belt. We were almost at the courthouse but we stopped at a red. Her cell phone dropped so took it off to be able to reach her phone and the light turned green we were first I had to go even though she wasn't rebuckled.

Tachibana looked at Kyoya "sir I'm so sorry." Kyoya shook his head "no please continue." "A car that was waiting at the light suddenly ran right into us on her side, just out of nowhere he T boned us. I remember hearing her scream and I tried to help her but my seat belt wouldn't let me. It happened so fast we were rolling and suddenly she wasn't in her seat and the wind sheild was smashed. I tried to get out to her but.,. I am so sorry."

Kyoya felt sick to his stomach. His knees shook, Kaoru and Tamaki grabbed him keeping him stable. He briefly noticed Honey and Mori whispering to one another with a look on their face that worried him. Kyoya sat down on the other emergency room bed, he didn't know what to say. It was in not in any way Tachibana's fault yet the rage he felt could swallow him whole. He just stayed silent.

It was Mori, surprisingly who spoke first, "is there any way you went to early?" Tachibana shook his head "no, I am a very good driver this is the first accident I have ever been in. Miss Haruhi never lets anyone drive I made sure I was extra careful." Honey and Mori looked at one another again. "Kyo-Chan who was Haruhi prosecuting, do you know why he was on trial?" Kyoya sighed "he was yakuza. She was prosecuting him for a triple homicide, along with trafficking millions of dollars worth of drugs in and out of Japan."

It took Kyoya a minute he dropped his head into his hands "he was yakuza." Hikaru looked around shocked "you think this was all set up?" Kaoru took his brother's hand "the yakuza isn't known for car crashes, it's usually open murder, one shot to the head." Kyoya felt the need to hit him "well let's just be happy it wasn't." Honey shook his head "Haru-Chan isn't a commoner anymore, she's Kyo-Chan's wife. More importantly an Ootori's wife."

Tamaki sighed "and any threat to her or her murder would cause a commotion. They had to make it seem like an accident." Kyoya felt Tachibana put his hand on his shoulder "I'm sorry sir if I had known." "You couldn't have." Kyoya whispered. He didn't know if he was talking to Tachibana or was trying to convince himself.

Suddenly there was a commotion, everyone's head shot over to see Haruhi being rushed out of the room, a surgeon straddling her. Kyoya dashed right after her, sure enough a nurse cut him off "sir, she's been wheeled up to surgery." "Why what is wrong with her what's happened." He felt the rest of the Host Club stand behind him awaiting the nurse's response.

"Nothing is for sure yet, her lung did collapse, her spleen has ruptured, there is shards of glass puncturing her heart though it is not our biggest worry." Kyoya felt his stomach drop out of his body "What is your biggest worry?" She bit her lip "I really shouldn't say anything I'm not the surgeon." "Tell me." his voice didn't sound like his own. "She has had some brain trauma, we won't know how bad until the surgery is finished and she wakes up." He just walked away.

Kyoya just began walking he didn't know where he was going but he just left. His mind was going a million miles an hour. He found himself in his office within the hospital, it was so clean. So neat and tidy, just like his OCD demanded. He looked at the many books on his shelf, it wasn't right. It wasn't in alphabetical order, well it was but something wasn't right.

He began tearing books off the shelf, he scattered them across the floor not caring where they landed. "It's not right, this isn't right. I need to fix it." He began raging around his room, there was a picture of them on his desk, their wedding photo. He picked it up and stared at it, she was so beautiful. She always had been but that day his knees went weak. Rage built up in his chest.

Kyoya went to throw the picture when someone snatched it out of his hand "it would be a shame, it's a beautiful picture." Tamaki had followed him. Of course he had. "What did you do to your books Kyoya?" His hands shook. "They aren't right I have to fix them, they weren't in order." Tamaki sighed "mon ami. De quoi avez-vous besoin ? Que puis-je faire?" Kyoya whispered as soft as he could manage "J'ai besoin d'elle pour se réveiller." Tamaki sighed "I know, me too."

"Kyoya all we do is wait for her to wake up." "what if she never does?" "we figure that out then." "I can't just sit here and wait." "Then let's clean up your office, Honey, Mori and the twins are in the waiting room. If there is news they will find us." Kyoya took the picture out of Tamaki's hands. He stared at his wife, god she was beautiful. He would pay whatever, wait forever for her to wake up.