I continue to not own Ouran T.T
I awoke tangled around Kyouya in my bed. He was sleeping soundly, and the room was filled with a calm silence. For a moment, I just lay there, and then I remembered what Kyouya had confessed to me. Oh, if he only knew why Haruhi was dead. I wonder… would he still love me then? I thought ruefully. I threw off the covers and walked towards my corner of woe.
"Hello old friend," I whispered, on the verge of tears. I curled up into a ball and began to weep. Haruhi was dead, and it was entirely my fault. I didn't deserve to be a human, much less a human as loved as I am.
Yeah...my chapters will get longer...i just like to switch points of view between them a lot :)