"I'll be done in two hours." I informed one of my family's drivers, who nodded and drove off, after leaving me and Sato at the end of a street.
I sighed and walked down the street, recalling what had happened earlier while Sato followed me quietly like a shadow.
Man, those people are annoying... Playing the piano for them? I scoffed as I rubbed my left wrist, and tried to move in hope but it only twitched in return; just like how my hopes for it to recover had diminished for the umpteenth time.
Who do they think they are? Wanting me to do something that I would never be able to do anymore.
Pushing away these thoughts, I pushed opened the door and walked into a shop which I had been to for the past three years.
"I was thinking when you would be coming over!" a cheerful voice chirped from a corner of a shop.
"You already knew I was coming over." I reminded her boredly while she smiled cheekily.
"Here you go! All wrapped up beautifully for you!" She claimed proudly as she handed me a bag full of stuffed toys, each wrapped with a special design. I smiled in satisfaction. She always knew what I wanted.
"Thanks." I handed her a cheque and carried the bag, heading out of the shop.
"See you next time!" She waved in which I nodded back briefly.
"Shiro-sama..." Sato bowed the moment I came out of the shop and I handed him the bag of toys before continuing onto the next store.
With the host club
Kyoya's POV:
We followed her to the central town, and watched her from afar, entering store after store; from the toy store, to a book store, a clothing store, a flower shop and now to a cafe. The young man in black formal suit, most probably her bodyguard, who was beside her throughout her 'shopping spree', had made it difficult for us to get closer to her.
"Cake! Takashi! Let's get some cake!" Honey exclaimed as his eyes beamed with excitement, turning towards the direction of the cafe, but Mori shook his head, holding onto him and replied, "She'll notice."
"She just seemed to be shopping." one of the twins muttered boredly. Both twins leant onto the red brick wall.
"But she doesn't seem like someone who would claim shopping as something important to do." Haruhi stated quizzically.
"Haruhi's right. She would probably be working!" Tamaki piped up, though his tone of voice had turned slightly serious with puzzlement.
"Then she's throwing a party? But she won't be needing toys, would she?" The twins echoed.
"There must be something else that we're not getting." I pointed out, resting my chin on my hand.
Who, being as serious as her, would buy toys, flowers and cake?
"I say we continue to follow her!" the host king commanded as the twins, Haruhi and I sighed heavily in contrast to his enthusiasm. Despite all the curiosity, following Shiro had started to bore everyone out.
Shiro's POV:
"That's all," I grinned inwardly as I told Sato. He had been helping me to carry the things I've bought as usual since I can only carry them in one hand.
"Shiro-sama, how about the other bag?" he asked, looking at the bag of pastries I was holding.
I shook my head and smiled bitterly. "It's alright. I can carry this. It's not like this hand is crippled or something." I assured him while waving my right hand at him while making sure that the cakes would not shift in the boxes. He frown in return as we headed back to the car which was waiting for me at the other end of the street from where I was dropped off from.
"Same place," I stated to the driver, who nodded and drove off.
"Thanks. I'll inform you when I'm done here." I told my driver as I alighted at the entrance of my family's private hospital. Sato and a few nurses, who had come out to greet me, helped bring the presents to the function room.
"Nice to see you again, Shiro!" The lively voice called out. I didn't need to turn back to see who it was.
"Same to you too Dr. Hayato." I gave him a small smile when I turned around to greet him and walked to the function room with him beside me.
"How is it?" he asked; his tone had turned somewhat more serious and yet with a little tint of sympathy, while I grimaced internally. I knew he was referring to my left hand. He has been the doctor in charge of taking care of me ever since the incident eight years ago after all.
"Same as usual..." I sighed. Despite keeping a straight poker face, I knew that if someone were to look directly into my eyes now, the pain and suffering that I had experience from the past till even now, could be seen in an instant.
"Don't worry. There'll be a way. I promise." he patted my head, which I had scowled at him while he chuckled in return. He had been like an older brother to me. Though I still didn't trust him, well, maybe only 0.001% I guess. After all, he has been trying his best, and devoting his time to find a way for my left hand to recover like before.
Like I've said, not everyone is trustable. Not that I'm mean or anything, but I've been there and done that.
With the Host Club
"~The hospital?~"
"~Why would she brings so many stuffs to the hospital?~" The twins took turn in pondering aloud.
"Maybe she's visiting someone?" Haruhi suggested.
"Apparently, this hospital seemed to be established only three years ago and is managed now by Shiro herself, and it's more like an orphanage." Kyoya stated as-a-matter-of-factually, with a little bit of uncertainty in his voice.
"An Orphanage?!" the rest, except for Mori exclaimed with shock.
"I didn't expect it to look so grand..." Haruhi said bluntly.
"I thought, I thought it'll look more shabby and old and..." Tamaki rambled on in his corner, recalling his impression of what he had thought of a traditional orphanage.
"Ne Takashi! Let's go in and see what it's like!" the bubbly blonde senior pulled his silent partner forward and walked into the hospital.
"Onee-chan!" I could hear all of the children screaming in excitement as they made their way to the function room where I was waiting for them with all their gifts I've promised them previously.
In a few moments, several children began running to me into a hug while the others made their way into the room, waiting for their turn for one too.
This was an orphanage I've built three years ago when I've coincidentally met several of them in the hospital I used to go to for my rehabilitation for my left hand. Though they were younger than me, they've taught me to keep looking forward so that my days wouldn't be so unbearable. They're so much more positive than me. Most of them were born to be handicapped, while the others were just orphans who had been abandoned by heartless parents. I really hope that they would be able to live a better life, especially seeing the place they had used to stay in.
When I've first been to their so called 'Homes', my first reaction was 'What the hell? This is not even livable!' it had been so run down, with algae and webs all over the place. The caretaker did not bother to give the house much cleaning. It was then I've began to set my mind on helping them. I had let them stayed at my house until the hospital had been established; since my house was so big, and my dad doesn't stays with me (he stays in the main mansion). Dr. Hayato had volunteered to help me take care of them after the hospital had been built and that was when these kids had started a new life.
"Have you all been good?" I asked in a motherly tone. I wanted to protect these children, and remove them from the shadows of not having anyone to love them.
"Yes! We've been really good Onee-chan!" Ryo, one of them who was wheelchair bounded exclaimed proudly as the rest agree.
"Oh really? Mmmm... Let me see what you would have for your good behaviour!" I said, pulling out the cakes and macaroons I've bought earlier. "How about some sweets?!"
They all squealed in delight, "YAY! SWEETS!"
I began giving out the cakes and macaroons to them with the help of the nurses; Dr Hayato had had to leave, since he had a meeting with the other doctors.
"Onee-chan?"
"Yes Sakura?" I turned around to the little girl with two cute blonde pigtails and huge green eyes looking at me with anticipation.
"Do you have any new songs? I've memorized the one you've taught me!" she announced proudly.
"Ah~" I started rummaging my bag for the music scores that I had placed in one of my files. "As a matter of fact I've a new one for you!"
I smiled, finally finding what I was looking for and handed to her, who then cheered and started humming the notes she saw on it while eating her favourite strawberry tart. Sakura was like who I was in the past, a genius in music. But, she had injured her back when she was being pushed off a building by her abusive dad hence resulting in her inability to walk. She had been in depression when I met her, her eyes, I remembered, had been blank with no sense of happiness or even life, as though she was locked away into her own dark room due the emotional and physical impact she had suffered. Always sitting by all herself in a corner and staring blankly into space. It had taken me a long time before she was finally able to open up to anyone.
"It's called 'Ashita Kuru Hi' by 'Kana Hanazawa'." I told her as she ate her favourite strawberry tart.
"The songs you pick are always wonderful Onee-chan! I can't wait to play it!" she squealed elatedly, spreading her arms out wide in excitement.
"We'll try practicing it after everyone has finished their snacks okay?" I giggled a little at how childishly cute she looked, wiping off the excess cakes at the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief.
"HURRAY!" she cheered, along with the rest of the children.
With the Host Club
"Where would Shiro-chan be?" Honey asked while sitting on Mori's shoulders as the group walked past the corridor.
"~Saa...~" the twins muttered boredly.
"I should have stayed at home to study..." Haruhi grumbled exhaustively.
"Have our princess been kidnapped?!" Tamaki cried in panic as he started searching from room to room.
Everyone sweat dropped.
"We could just ask someone." Kyoya suggested as he rolled his eyes.
Tamaki snapped his finger, "Great idea Mommy!" He walked over to a little girl in an auto-mobile wheelchair who happened to be driving towards them.
"Pardon me princess, we're friends of Shiro and we're looking for her. Could you tell us where we could find her?" he bowed, handing out a rose to her and charmed her with his princely smile.
"You're looking for Onee-chan?" the little girl tilted her head in surprise and looked at the Host Club as her eyes then narrowed in suspicion.
"Souka nya~" Tamaki confirmed.
"Who are you? Are you the bad people Onee-chan tells us in her stories?!" she accused and pointed at the group of boys in front of her, folding up her sleeves and showed them her fists fiercely, making the Host King fall back in fright. "If you're here to hurt Onee-chan, don't say I didn't warn you! You'll get a knuckle sandwich from me!"
"~Wow. She's one~"
"~Feisty little girl~" the twins laughed at their befallen 'king'.
"Ano ne, we're Shiro-chan's new friends from her new school today! We just wanted to ask her join our club!" Honey popped out beside the little girl as he hugged the little bunny.
"I'm not a little girl! I'm Mika! And you're lying! Onee-chan said that she would never trust anyone to be her friends, except us!" the little girl glared at the group in front of her.
"~It's true! We want to be her friends!~"
"Really?" Mika raised a brow as she lowered her fists.
"We would really hope to be her friends." Haruhi bend down to the same level as Mika.
Mika sighed and then smiled at them, "If you say so... But I'm still warning you, if you hurt Onee-chan, all of us will come after you!"
"Could you tell us more about her?" Tamaki asked.
She eyed at him still with suspicion, but nodded. "I don't know a lot about Onee-chan, but Onee-chan..."
Before she could say more, she was cut off by a stern voice, "What are you guys doing here?"
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