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Chapter 4: Lost One
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Haruhi again dreamed and dreamed about the little boy who was chasing her around. She ran as fast as she could, and when finally she lost the kid, he cried and cried, and the shouting "Mommy, don't leave me!" echoed in her mind.
----- At Haruhi's house… -----
"Come on, Haruhi! Wake up! Please, wake up!" Tamaki held the brunette in his arms, shaking her, making sounds, doing whatever he could for the girl to react.
"Ah, leave her alone. She just fainted. I'll call a doctor." Said Kyoya, flipping his black cell phone open.
"Ha-ru-hi!!! I said WAKE UP!" Tamaki was about to cry in a few seconds "Come on, I've had enough of this!"
Finally, Haruhi opened her eyes painfully, and her skin was pale, pale. Her hair was all messed up because of her fall, and she seemed unwell. When Tamaki saw the minor signal of her living, he smiled.
"Ta… maki? What are you…?" her voice was cracked
"Shhh… I'm here, Haruhi. You need to rest. Kyoya has called a doctor, you are safe. I'm glad you woke up." Tamaki's voice acted relieving on Haruhi.
"What happened?" she asked curiously "I can't remember a thing"
"You lost consciousness an hour ago. When we came by, we found you dropped on the floor, and we don't know why." Kyoya came closer to the two of them.
"Ah… that kid… is he gone now? What did he tell you?" Haruhi made a frown as she remembered the cause of his fainting.
"What kid, Haruhi?" Tamaki's face was clueless.
"Maybe she's hallucinating." Kyoya said firmly
"Maybe YOU TWO ARE HALLUCINATING!" Haruhi's face was red in anger
"Haruhi, calm down, we didn't see the kid." Tamaki was scared at Haruhi; he didn't want to make her mad.
"Ah… nothing guys. Tamaki, put me down or I'll accuse you of sexual harassment." She glared at Tamaki, who, without thinking, put the brunette down on safe ground.
"I'm s-s-sorry, Haruhi."
"You haven't changed, Haruhi." Kyoya said in a cold smile
"Arigato, sempai. Tamaki hasn't either. Look, he's in his corner of doom again." Haruhi chuckled.
"I guess you are fine now. We don't need a doctor, do we?" The Shadow King asked.
"I'm fine, Kyoya. Thanks for worrying."
"No problem."
Both looked in the direction of Tamaki, who was already growing mushrooms in the corner. Haruhi shook her head in disappointment.
"Tamaki, come and have some tea." Said the girl
----- Hours later… -----
"I wonder what that so-called little boy is doing in Haruhi's house" Tamaki said
"Maybe it's just Haruhi's imagination." Kyoya said, not believing in Haruhi's words.
"Kyoya, I think we should research information about that house. The first time I saw it, it didn't give me a good impression. It has something… hidden somewhere."
"Yeah, right. Well, I don't know." The brunette just crossed his arms in disbelief.
"Come on, Kyoya! What if there is a ghost in there?! It'd make Haruhi's way into a mad house!"
"Ah… Tamaki. Those things don't exist, my friend. But for your sake, I'll do it. First and last time, understood?"
"Really?"
"What did I just say?"
"Thank you, Kyoya"
----- Kyoya's mansion, 11:29 P.M. Tamaki is at the guest room, asleep. -----
Typing on his laptop, Kyoya was angry because he didn't find anything paranormal about that house. Only good comments about it were all that he found. Not knowing what to do, he thought and thought.
"What if I look for the Fujioka's family tree? Maybe something can be up with them" he said to himself, and with no time to waste, he started to type in his slim and sophisticated electronic artifact. As he searched and found out some interesting stuff, he was shocked at what he read next.
"Fujioka's last generation, formed by Fujioka Ryoji, Fujioka Kotoko, Fujioka Bikutoru, and Fujioka Haruhi. Kotoko and Ryoji Fujioka married in March 30, and a year later Kotoko gave birth to Bikutoru Fujioka, who died, victim of lung cancer, at age 3. A decade later, Fujioka Haruhi was born. She is now attending High School at the Ouran Private Institute…"
"Bikutoru Fujioka…" Kyoya said to himself, as he fell asleep.
----- Next day… -----
"Tamaki, I think you need to see this." Kyoya said to the blonde who was currently brushing his teeth. When he finished, he walked towards Kyoya
"What is it? Did you find out anything?" Tamaki's eyes widened
"Yes, look. Haruhi had a brother. He died before she was born. His name was Bikutoru."
"Bikutoru? And at what age did he die?"
"At age three."
"Oh, I see. The Fujioka family has gone by various tragedies, huh?" Tamaki said with a sad voice
"Yes. I wonder if Haruhi is aware of this. Maybe… maybe that kid is her little brother." Kyoya adjusted his glasses and closed his laptop
"Let's go to her house and see if she's alright." Tamaki said worried
"Ok, I'll call a driver." Kyoya grabbed his telephone.
----- At Haruhi's house… -----
"Are you joking? I am sure that no brother of mine exists or existed." Haruhi frowned
"Well, I did some research, and found out that you, in fact, had a brother, who died of lung cancer, at age three." Kyoya insisted.
"…"
An uncomfortable silence grew between the three of them, and Haruhi's eyes started to fill with tears. Tamaki looked at Haruhi and his eyes widened when he saw her about to cry. Kyoya sipped his tea silently, not saying a word. Several seconds that seemed hours were wasted, when Tamaki couldn't handle it anymore.
"I'm sorry, Haruhi" he said
A crystal tear came down from one of the girl's chocolate eyes. She quickly covered her face with her hands, not wanting the boys to see her cry.
"This is so mean from you, Ooto-San and Okaa-San. You never told me about this house, you never even told me about a dead brother of mine. I wonder why you kept it a secret."
Tamaki stood up and sat next to her, rubbing her back and ruffling her hair. She still loved his Haruhi, not only as a daughter, but as herself. He was so sad about her family's story. Haruhi surprisingly gave in to his caressing, and both hugged themselves for a long while. Kyoya just sat there watching both of them. Now he knew that Haruhi wasn't ready for having the truth revealed. After her sobs faded, she finally wiped off her tears and her face, sad and pale, looked at Kyoya's.
"Haruhi, I think Bikutoru believes you are his mother, but you aren't. Maybe he thinks that because you resemble your mother a lot, but I am not sure." Kyoya said
"Maybe you're right, Kyoya, maybe not. But if you are, I thank you for telling me this. Now I need to find out who this little boy is." Haruhi made a sad smile at Kyoya
"Ok. It is up to you." The Shadow King stood up "Let's go, Tamaki. We need Haruhi to rest."
"Hai. Haruhi, if you don't feel good don't doubt in calling us. We'll be at Kyoya's house"
"Thanks guys, see you"
And both left without time to waste.
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