Chapter 3: The Next Day
KPOV:
As I woke up my mind was slow to catch up with me. I wasn't quiet sure where I was or why I hurt or what the weight on my chest was. I slowly opened my eyes and that's when I remembered where I was and what had happened. My right eyes was swollen almost completely shut, my stomach hurt, and my ankle was sore. I looked down to see what the weight on my chest was to see Haruhi sleeping soundly snuggled into my chest. Her legs were wrapped around my good leg and she looked so peaceful. I smiled to myself, maybe I was good enough for her, maybe not good enough but she accepted me. I rapped my arm around her and leaned down to kiss her forehead. "Thank you Haruhi, you saved my life last night…" I whispered into her hair. If only she knew how much she meant to me, how much it meant to me to have her there to take care of me. She was like my personal angel there so save me and I didn't even know it until last night. Maybe having someone on the other side know what happens behind closed doors wasn't so bad after all. It sure felt like heaven to wake up with her wrapped in my arms knowing that I was safe from harm for just that moment in time… Well until I heard Ranka come in the door…
"Haruhi! I'm home! I got off a little earlier that I expected," Ranka said as he come in the door. I looked over at the clock but I couldn't make out the time, that's when I remember the make shift bed of mine in the living room and my glasses sitting on the coffee table… "Haruhi, why is the futon made up for a guest? Who's glasses are theses?..." he paused and I heard him come towards her bedroom door. I closed my eyes again, maybe if I pretended to be asleep it wouldn't be so bad. "Haruhi, honey are you awake? It's ten thirty you never sleep this late." I felt Haruhi shift and stretch like she was waking up, but I kept my eyes close pretending to sleep. Then I heard Ranka open the door… "Haruhi… Kyouya…" he whispered and then paused. "HAURHI!"
HPOV:
I woke with a start when I heard my father scream my name. "HARUHI!" I opened my eyes to see Kyouya laying next me in bed and my father standing in the doorway. Looking at Kyouya I saw he was scared, trying to hide it, but scared, I knew he was afraid my father would hit him or throw him out.
"Dad!... It's not what you think I swear!" I said quickly. Dad turned his attention form the boy in my bed to me.
"It's not? Cause what I'm thinking is that you had a boy sleepover without my permission or without notifying me and he crawled into our bed!"
"… OK it's kind of what you think," I crawled outta bed when I felt Kyouya shift.
"Mr. Fujioka, this is my fault, please don't yell at Haruhi," I looked over to see Kyouya had sat up and was looking at my father. He had put his old mask back on but it wasn't the same without his glasses or with the black eye, wrapped arm, and the pink T-shirt that said "I Love My Daughter".
"Kyouya?" my dad said like he had finally connected the dots to who was sitting my bed. "What happened to you?" He just stared at Kyouya like he was an alien and Kyouya looked back at him trying to keep the best mask up as he could.
"Why don't we discuss this over breakfast?" I piped up and crawled out of bed.
" I think that's a good eye," Dad looked back at me. He was no longer angry, well maybe a little, but he was more confused and he looked worried as well. I headed to the kitchen and I heard my dad and Kyouya fallow me.
"Have a seat and I'll bring something out for us to eat," I said. I didn't want to leave them alone for to long so I just grabbed three bowls and poured some cereal for us. As I brought them out I saw dad was handing Kyouya his glasses and asking him how he eye was.
"Much better than last night, Haruhi did a good job cleaning it up," Kyouya said and he smiled a little at my name. " Thank you for finding my glasses, I was in such a hurry to help Haruhi when I heard her scream from the thunder storm that I forgot to grab them. I didn't mean to sleep there sir, I was honestly trying to comfort her and then I was going to go back to the bed she made me but I must have fallen asleep. I apologize for causing you any worry."
"So that's why you were in her room… but why are you here? Kyouya, what happened to you, you look like you got hit by a car," dad had general parental concern written all over his face. Out of all the boys in the host club Kyouya was his favorite and knowing my dad, if I'm like him, he was about to kill anyone that would do this to Kyouya.
"You see sir, I was kicked out of my house last night and I wasn't really sure what to do, that's why I came here. I figured out of all my friends Haruhi was the most likely to help."
"At two thirty this morning he knocked on the door limping, bloody, and soaking wet, I couldn't let him stay out there. I let him in and cleaned him up the best I could," I said as I took my seat at the table and handed them their breakfast.
"Last night, before I came here, I was a home working on the paper work my father had given me to work on and he came home drunk," Kyouya paused to take a deep breath. "He came into my room and saw that I had not finished my work and proceeded to 'remind me' that his work came first. After doing this," he jestered to his body, "he told me to get out so I ran and I ended up here not knowing where else to go…"
I looked from an upset Kyouya to my father who was in shock. "Who would do that to their son?" dad mumbled mainly to himself. "Kyouya," he looked up at him as he said this, "You are welcome in my home whenever you wont. I can promise you this is a safe home and is yours whenever you need it. No invitation needed." Dad looked very serious. "And if you ever need a dad to talk to, I'm here for you. I know it's not the same but it's the best I can do. And right now the best thing I can do is call the—"
"NO! Please don't call anyone, please don't tell anyone!" Kyouya said cutting him off. "You and Haruhi are the first people outside of my family that knows any of this. Please don't tell anyone, it would ruin the family name, destroy the company, we would lose everything…" he trailed off
"But… Kyouya, your father needs to pay for what he's done to you especially if it's not the first time. You understand that right?"
"Yes sir, but we live in a different world. Money comes first not family, always business first. If the world found out, we would lose everything Ootori stands for, the company would be gone, and father… he wouldn't actually pay. He'd find a way out of it and punish me for losing everything…" He paused about to cry but he blinked his eyes and picked his chin up. " I have been fine for seventeen years and it will be fine for one more year before going to college."
Dad just stared at him before looking me, I could see in dad's eyes that he wanted to kill Kyouya's father but he understood that our hands were tied. He looked back and Kyouya saying "You are one brave soul, Kyouya."
As dad said that Kyouya finally couldn't hold back the tears anymore and I watched as one by one they started to fall. I got up and walked over to him making sure to avoid his ankle and I just hugged him. "Kyouya, you really are brave. Braver than anyone I have ever met. It'll be okay, I'm here for you," I whispered into his ear as I hugged him. He pulled me tighter to him and just started to silently cry. I couldn't hold myself back anymore and I started to cry on his shoulder. I cried because he was hurt. I cried because I couldn't do anything but offer him my home. I cried because he had never told anyone. I cried because it hurt to know the truth about the great Kyouya Ootori.
