Chapter 2:
"Well," the eavesdropper said. "That answers one of my questions." Haruhi turned slowly in front of Kyouya to face the intruder. "The second is…"
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"HOW DARE YOU PUT YOUR HANDS ON MY PRECIOUS DAUGHTER?! SHE IS A DELICATE LITTLE FLOWER AND YOU'VE SOILED HER!" Tamaki screamed and yelled and flailed, tears streaming down his face. The blonde host king grabbed the pregnant teen and hugged her tightly. "Don't worry little one. Daddy is going to make everything all better again. You'll see. You'll never have to think of that night again."
Kyouya shook his head.
"I suppose you're set on ignoring the fact that you treating her like a defenseless child drove her to go to that party in the first place? That you're the reason she drank herself under the table and had to call me?" The host king looked like he'd been slapped. His attention was turned to Haruhi, his expression very serious. Tamaki took her by the shoulders. "You did what?" He wasn't yelling. His voice was soft but stern. Still, it pulled at her fragile emotions. "Please tell me he's wrong, Haruhi. You're smarter than that. Please tell me he's wrong." He was disappointed. Haruhi was starting to tear up. She gripped her chest, where the pain was. Her senpai was so upset and let down and it was her fault. It made her heart hurt. A tear spilled over, falling down her cheek.
A look of shock planted itself on Tamaki and Kyouya's faces. "What are you…" Kyouya stepped forward, interrupting Tamaki to place his hand on the girl's shoulder. "Haruhi?"
She just stood there, tears spilling over. Her stomach churned and she remembered why she'd originally gotten up. Haruhi covered her mouth, running out of the room, her senpai's staring after her. There was silence for a moment. Kyouya's stomach churned as well. The signs Haruhi was exhibiting didn't bode well for either of them. "Kyouya," Tamaki turned slowly to face his friend. "Maybe you should talk to her." Kyouya nodded.
Haruhi stepped out of the un-used third floor girl's room. Her mouth tasted terrible. Why did pregnancy have to mean vomit? 'I have to start carrying a toothbrush with me,' she thought. No one ever used this bathroom, so she was a bit frightened when there was someone leaned outside the door. Haruhi jumped and gripped her chest. When the dark hair and glint of lenses registered she sighed in relief. Only Kyouya. "Senpai, you scared me." She laughed. He didn't join her. "Haruhi," he started. She looked at his face, totally serious. "Maybe you should see a doctor. You've very sick lately." She blinked. "W-well, my dad's out of town right now and he has all the insurance information. I can't go without all that and…"
"I'll take you." Haruhi deflated as her excuse went down the drain. "B-but, I couldn't possibly pay for…" Kyouya took a step forward. He sounded slightly angry. "I'll pay for it. We can go to one of my family's doctors." Haruhi cringed. "B-but…"
"Good. So I'll make an appointment for Saturday. I'll pick you up at nine AM. Be ready to leave by then." With the plans made, Kyouya turned from her and walked down the hall. Haruhi watched him go helplessly. "…b-but…but…oh no."