Kyoya wakes up the following morning with his head throbbing, his back aching, and with the sound of Haruhi screaming.
"Tamaki? Tamaki? Tamaki?"
Her voice sounds frantic, and scared, and breaking; and Hikaru quickly runs out of the room to call a doctor, while Kaoru tries to pacify her to no avail for he himself is panicking. "H-Haruhi! H-Haruhi! It's …it's okay… Haruhi!"
"Tamaki! Tamaki! Tamaki!" she calls out, as if not hearing Kaoru, and Kyoya stands by the side of the bed, unmoving, until a doctor comes in and gives her a tranquilizer.
"Tamaki."
Without a word, Kyoya puts on his glasses and walks out of the room, the twins watching him with forlorn eyes as Haruhi drifts back to sleep.
LIMITLESS
An Ouran Host Fanfic by Akizuki Sai
Standard Disclaimers Apply
The hall is empty, save for a janitor mopping the floor, and a nurse making her rounds. In front of the door leading to the Intensive Care Unit is Yuzuru Suoh, aged, exhausted, and disheveled. Beside him is a doctor talking in soft tones. Yuzuru cannot make sense of most of what he is hearing, and with an exasperated sigh he says, "Go straight to the point," with such bluntness that the doctor finds himself shuddering lightly.
Struggling to keep his composure, the doctor takes a deep breath and says, "He is suffering major brain damage. We're thinking of putting a shunt on his brain to drain the fluid from his bra-"
"I said go straight to the point! Can you cure my son or not?" Yuzuru yells, his voice echoing across the hall. The doctor looks shaken, his glasses falling at the bridge of his nose, and he tries to find his voice.
"I don't care about the expenses. I'll spend every single penny I have if needed. I want you to tell me if you can cure my son!" Yuzuru says, enunciating his words slowly, his words heavy.
The answer he gets from the doctor is not what he wants to hear, and he can feel his knees go weak, and he slowly crumbles to the floor.
"We're trying our best, Mr. Suoh."
At the end of the hall is Kyoya, his back against the wall, Hikaru and Kaoru right next to him. The three are wordless, frozen in their spots, uncertain of what to do next.
"Mr. Ohtori! What are you doing? Mrs. Suoh needs to rest," a nurse says alarmingly as Kyoya carefully carries Haruhi off the bed to a wheelchair with Hikaru's help. For a nurse, she doesn't seem cautious to keep her voice low at all. It is shrilly and annoying.
"Please stop this now. The doctor strictly instructed to keep Mrs. Suoh in bed!"
The two takes no regard of her, and wheels Haruhi away, and the nurse rushes to call her superior at the station across the hall in panic.
"Is this okay?" Hikaru anxiously asks Kyoya, looking at him from the corner of his eyes, trying to search for traces of doubt or fear or anything to give him an idea on what is on his mind. He sees nothing. Kyoya has nothing but a blank look in his eyes, making him shiver inadvertently.
Only the sound of the soles of their shoes making contact with the tiled floor, and the slight shaking of the wheelchair fills the air.
Adjusting his glasses, Kyoya stops on his tracks and says after minutes of silence, "Tell me, Hikaru. Can anything actually be okay at the current rate of things?"
Hikaru looks at Haruhi with sad eyes, his grip on the wheelchair tightening.
They have to try. It is the least that they can do.
Haruhi feels helpless. She is crying, and she cannot even wipe her own tears. Worse, she cannot even reach for Tamaki's hand as she looks at him in that lifeless room.
She remembers talking to him not too long ago at the car. They have been joking around, laughing. He has even hummed a few lines of a song from an old movie for her, his voice has been sweet and soothing.
He has just been smiling that childish grin of his not too long ago, she thinks to herself, not believing how drastically things are changing right before her very eyes.
She remembers holding hands with him then. His hand has been warm and smooth against hers, his fingers long and slender. She wants to hold his hands now, but her arm won't move no matter how hard she tries, and she scolds herself for being so helpless. Kyoya makes an attempt to assist her, but the determination mixed with despair in her eyes stops him.
She is trying hard. It is simply not right to interfere.
Outside, the twins are struggling to hold down the nurses and doctors with Hunny and Mori.
"Mrs. Suoh needs to rest."
"She can't go inside the ICU without being screened."
"We're doing our best to treat Mr. Suoh."
"Please stop this right now, and let us do our jobs."
"Please get out of the way."
"If you don't move, we'll have to call for security."
Annoyed, Hikaru clenches his fist and steps forward, and gets on his knees to everybody's surprise.
"Just this once… please," he murmurs, his head bent and sorry, "let her say goodbye…"
Two days after Haruhi's visit, Tamaki Suoh's vital signs have dropped.
TBC
Sai: I know a lot of you will hate me for this, but I'm a mere slave to my plot bunnies. I can assure you though that this fic remains Tamaki/Haruhi/Kyoya. How, why, where, what, and all sorts of questions about the course this story is taking will be answered in the succeeding chapters.
Okay, I think I need to stop talking at this point. Lots of love and thanks to all who reviewed!
Note: I edited some parts at the last portion of this chapter (Haruhi's scene - tenses). Special thanks to asn water for calling my attention.