ღLast time on Shatteredღ

"Good Haru-chan! Can you help us get out?" Mitsukuni asked, stealing the phone from Takashi.

"I found my way out in...like 10 minutes, and you guys are half ninja or something." I told him, which made him whimper and complain to Takashi.

"Apparently I'm a ninja Takashi. She won't help us!" he yelled into the phone, I chuckled as I heard the twins and Tono start to tease Mitsukuni.

"The car is here," I lied before quickly turning off the phone and adjusted my position on the bench; the truth is that the car was still in traffic right now. "Maybe I should tell them. They don't seem to mind that much about me knocking some person out. My uncle of all people, Takashi is already starting to get to close to the truth." I was talking to myself now, I sighed loudly and flopped my head into my hands, and I chewed my lips softly. There where soft footsteps running out of the maze before someone slammed into me. Making more blood explode from my mouth, I groaned and shoved the person off me roughly. The person fell over and hit their head on the bench behind him.

"Haru~hi." The person complained, going into their corner of woe. I blinked, I groaned again, spitting out more blood. The impact made me bit my lip, drawing blood. Great another piece of my lip that is bleeding. I moaned again and whipped my mouth; a streak of blood was left on my hand. A small hand was placed on my back, which was accompanied by a larger one a few moments later. I blinked slowly, and then raised my head and saw that Mitsukuni and Takashi where looking at me with concern, everyone else was looking at me with the same expression. Except Kyouya.

"Baka." I mumbled towards Tamaki before my vision went blurry and my head sagged before my vision slowly turned black.

ღNowღ

The light filtered into the room from between the dusty curtains. It drew a streak of light through the room. My jaw was aching, making it almost impossible to move my mouth, without making a flash of pain fly through it. My right hand was wrapped up with a bandage. According to my doctor, it was sprained. Everyone was here earlier talking and making noise. They were soon kicked out of the hospital for racing in wheel chairs. I had just brushed it off quickly, thinking what idiots they were.

My bangs lightly covered my eyes, I breathed lightly through me nose. Not able to breathe through the mouth guard. Akira told me that it was there so that my jaw wouldn't move as much so it would heal quicker. I sighed and brushed my bangs away from my face. Takashi slipped into the hospital room, and walked over to one of the chairs.

"Nh?" he hummed, placing a cup on the small hospital bed table, and slid it towards me. I took it from him; the little plastic cup had water with ice chips. After staring at the cup for a moment, deciding if I was thirsty or not. I took a deep swig from the cup. Draining it quickly. There was a chuckle from Takashi; he sipped lightly on the coffee in his hands.

"What happened?" I asked, staring at the coffee cup in his hands. He gave me a questioning glance, placing his cup down on my hospital table.

He let out a questioning grunt as he lent back on the chair, arms crossed over his chest, and legs stretched out under my bed. "While I was asleep, I should say," I muttered and then shot my hand out quickly and grabbed his coffee. I liked coffee better, but I knew my body needed the water. I sipped lightly at the hot liquid, not enjoying the flavour all that much. It had a watered down taste. Takashi chuckled and leaned forwards.

"Tamaki and the twins raced down the hallway on wheelchairs, Mitsukuni ate all the sweets in the kitchen," he informed, reaching forwards, sliding the cup from me. After shrugging, he urged me to rest. I obliged, only after the nurse came in and told me to take a dose of morphine. I talked to Takashi for a while, smiling gently occasionally when the morphine made my brain fuzzy and the words he murmured seemed funnier. Eventually I drifted off to sleep.

"Oh Haruhi. Mommies going to work now. Wake up." Kotoko murmured into the young girl's ear. The little girl with long brown hair shifted and clung to the sheets, but still rolled over to face her mother. "I have to go to China for a case. You'll be OK with Daddy right?" the older woman asked the small girl in her arms.

"Mommy I don't want you to leave me though!" Haruhi mumbled tiredly. She clung onto her mother's gray sweater. Kotoko chuckled lightly and ruffled her daughter's hair. Ryouji stepped into the Haruhi's bedroom.

"Sweetie, Mommy has to go to work though." Kotoko explained dragging her hands through the little girl's hair. She kissed Haruhi's forehead and smiled down at the girl.

"Kotoko-chan, you should get going, or you'll be late for the plane." Ryouji said before walking back out and grabbing a broom. Kotoko gasped when she looked at the clock, and quickly stood up.

"Bye, Haruhi. Mommy is going to work extra hard to win, for you, ok?" Kotoko exclaimed giving her daughter a peace sign. Haruhi rubbed her eyes as her mother headed out the door.

"Haruhi! MY POOR DAUGHTER!" someone exclaimed, before a deep grunting noise silenced them. My eyes snapped open, and a deep glare was sent out to the person. However, the light temporarily blinded me. The room went super silent. Takashi reached over and placed a hand on my arm. I rolled towards him and closed my eyes, rubbing them. "My daughter is alive!" the same voice yelled. When my vision cleared, I sighed and closed my eyes.

"Tamaki..." I quietly said, he looked up, not scared at my calm tone. "You idiot!" I hissed, throwing the closet thing at his head. It whacked him square in the face. He immediately flew to a random corner. Everyone stared at the box of Kleenex that was lying at the end of my bed. The twins burst out laughing and Kyouya shifted his glasses so sun light glared off his glasses hiding his amused smirk behind a hand.

I turned towards Takashi and yawned. "Morning Takashi, Morning Mitsukuni-san." Takashi nodded and then carefully adjusted a sleeping Mitsukuni onto the chair beside him. "Mitsukuni, wake up." I said firmly, he was already awake, just resting.

"Fujioka-chan?" A nurse asked walking into the bedroom. "May I talk to you alone for a moment?" She asked opening the door wider and waving towards the men in the room. I nodded before pushing myself up higher. Rubbing my eyes a final time.

"Takashi-san stays though, same with Mitsukuni-san." I demanded waving away my other friends, the four of them got up, bowed before leaving with various degrees of disappointment.

"Okay..." The nurse sighed walking up to the end of my bed after the twins, Kyouya and Tamaki left, "Last night, after the day nurses had finished their rounds and the night nurses where getting ready, your uncle got out," she explained, holding a clipboard, she looked up and above her glasses to look at me. I frowned shouldn't she have told Kyouya? I thought it was his hospital after all.

"So, why are you telling me this?" I asked, and finding Takashi's hand to grip. I held tightly as if he was my lifeline.

"He wrote this note," the nurse handed over a torn piece of paper before excusing herself and shutting the door.

Dear Haruhi,

Guess what? I got out, I'm not telling you how.
All I am telling you, is that as soon as your feet step
out of that hospital. I'm going to find you. Next time,
You'll be begging me to kill you.

Love,

Rai

Takashi took the note after I read it and his grip tightened. I quickly ripped my hand away and massaged it with my bad hand. It stung. My eyes swept from Mitsukuni, who was indulged in cake, to Takashi, whose eyes held so much anger that it scared me. "Haruhi." He muttered then looked at Mitsukuni. "Mitsukuni, go pre-occupy the others for an hour." Mitsukuni's saluted before skipping out of the room, I knew that he didn't see the paper, or a dark aura would be around him as long as he was with the people who knew about the note.

"Takashi, I can stand up to him. I can fight. I can kill him if it comes down to a death fight." I reassured him, crossing my arms and looking away.

"Haruhi." He grumbled, I turned my head and didn't show the slightest surprise when I found his face so close to mine. His hand came up and lightly touched my head, while the other wrapped around to my back. He pulled me closer and kissed my forehead before hugging me. "I will always keep you save," he mumbled in my hair.

Updated: December 10th 2012