Of Wisdom and Cunning
So new year's is coming up, so if you have nothing better to do...you could read this. read, review, enjoy!
P.s. This is where Kyoya will start getting a little Ooc, it's not intentional it just happened. and remember if you were going through this you'd get a little out character too.
Chapter 6
*Tap tap* a smallish beak pecked on the window of Ootori Hospital number 3 as three people slumbered deeply in the hospital room. A blonde man half sat and half lay in the uncomfortable hospital chair in the farthest corner of the room, a woman lay in the hospital bed, her head wrapped expertisely in a bandage to protect the exposed muscle underneath, and the third person, her ex-husband lay curled around the hospital bed in the most uncomfortable manor, his dark hair splayed across the woman's lap, his hand clutching hers tightly, his glasses askew on the bed between them. A young nurse entered the room to check on the patient as she had been doing all night, the owl tapped again, when the nurse looked up she screamed. The blonde man tumbled out of his chair sputtering awake and jumping to his feet in a hasty type fashion, one would say he is not the most dignified of beings in the room. the woman's eyes flickered open before falling once more into a deep drug-induced sleep. The man at her side snapped his head up and glared at the poor nurse. He grumbled darkly about incompetent high blood pressure beings before readjusting and falling asleep once more. "What is it my dear?" the blonde man asked after firmly apologizing for his former friend's temper. "What has frightened so badly that you felt the need to scream in such a way?" his blue eyes gorged her soul.
"The owl at the window, it startled me is all, let me go shoo it away before Ootori-sama knows of it's presence." The nurse moved towards the window.
"Don't." the pair froze and looked over at the bed, "The owl has a letter, bring it to me." Growled the dark haired man from the bedside, the nurse nodded and did as instructed, too afraid to insist otherwise.
"Kyoya, you're awake." The blonde man said with a hopeful smile.
"Shut up, Suoh, give me the letter." Kyoya Ootori growled, taking the letter rather forcefully out of the young woman's hand. "Leave us." He ordered.
"But sir-"
"I will have your head and your job if you just keep standing there, now leave." He barked, the nurse quickly left the room.
"Who is it from?" Suoh, as the blonde man was called, asked trying to read it over Kyoya's shoulder. Kyoya snatched it away.
"Did I not just tell you to shut up? Besides it's none of your business any way." Kyoya snapped as he kept reading.
"Why because it's from Kyoko, and you two have a special Daddy-daughter bond, that I'll never have?" the blonde asked, his blue eyes welling with tears. Kyoya rolled his eyes.
"Tamaki shut up. Maybe this wouldn't be a problem if you decided you'd make a move before we graduated and you left for France." Kyoya said, his tone dangerously low. "What time is it any way?" he wondered aloud idly.
"About four a.m. Why?" Tamaki said looking wearily at the woman in the bed. Kyoya groaned as he stretched, his muscles popping and cracking from over use, having been stretched around the bed awkwardly.
"I don't know how anyone does this. Waking up at this time of day is ridiculous." Kyoya managed to say through a yawn.
"You did with Kyoko didn't you?" Tamaki asked. Kyoya shook his head.
"I watched her at night, Haruhi took care of her in the morning." Kyoya explained as he stroked his ex-wife's long brown hair. She smiled and turned toward him in her sleep. Kyoya smiled in return although he knew she couldn't see it with her eyes closed.
"What did the letter say?" Tamaki asked, trying to not show his jealously pouring in to his features. Kyoya shrugged and absent-mindedly kept stroking her hair. Tamaki fought to keep his cool, that he didn't understand, how did Kyoya managed to keep it all locked up for so long?
"She was just updating me on her new school and how she's fitting in, she also was checking up on me. Hmm, her mother raised her too well." Kyoya replied humor in his dark eyes a small loving smirk on his face. Tamaki felt as if he was going to snap, even now, Kyoya seemed perfectly at ease around Haruhi, all the tenseness around his shoulders was gone. Something he could never seem to achieve back in high school or even now, Kyoya always managed to seem tense and high strung, but not now. Now he was simply tired, very tired. "What's wrong Tamaki, you are uncharacteristically quiet today." Kyoya asked turning to face Tamaki, he stopped, shocked at the sight before him. Tamaki, sweet, mild mannered, heart on his sleeve, everyone before himself Tamaki, looked ready to kill, who? Kyoya didn't know, but he had a feeling he'd find out very soon, if not in the next second. "Tamaki?" he asked again.
"How does she do it? Keep you so calm. I kept you in line, yes, but she….she kept you calm, quilled your temper fast than it was lit. Even now, when she's ripped your heart out and stomped all over it, you still are calm and happy. She nearly destroyed you and your heart and you still cater to her every need?" Tamaki spat, his crème colored cheeks tinged pink in anger. "Are you not angered?"
"Not with her no, with you? Yes, you took advantage of my trust in you and the knowledge of her phobia, and the fact that I was out, that my daughter was out. You broke my heart not Haruhi. She acknowledged what had happened that was wrong and why, she also attempted to make sure it never happened again, but you just could-" Kyoya stopped when Haruhi stirred. "I'll leave the conversation to rest there, this hardly the time or the place to sort this out."
"mmm, Kyo…ya?" Haruhi's eyes fluttered open to gaze up at him, "Morning…" she smiled and shuffled around in her bed.
"Good morning, dear, how are you feeling?" Kyoya asked stroking her cheek.
"I have a…head ache," she squinted and blinked, "it's harder to see than normal."
"That's probably a side effect of the medication though." Kyoya said sadness filling his eyes. Tamaki swallowed loudly behind them.
"I'm getting breakfast, do you two want anything?" Tamaki asked.
"My usual Tamaki." Haruhi said, "Black coffee for Kyoya…. Right? That's what you want?" Haruhi's gaze turned back to Kyoya.
"Yes, that's fine." Kyoya said clutching Haruhi's hand. Tamaki left the room.
"Where is Kyoko, Kyoya? Why is she not here?" Haruhi asked, her eyes shining fiercely.
"She wished to study abroad, she's in England currently, from what I understand she's enjoying herself there." Kyoya replied kissing her forehead lightly. Haruhi nodded, her eyes growing foggy. Kyoya bit his lip. How do I make this better, I promised I'd solve all of her unsolvable problems and here I am sitting, waiting for her to die….there must be some way to save her. He thought tears welling in his eyes once more. No, not now, she needs you to be strong now. Kyoko needs you to be strong. He blinked once, twice, three times before the tears subsided. Haruhi reached up.
"It's okay, you can cry if you need to. I know it must kill you to see me like this, but honestly I'm happy I get to see you just a little while longer." Haruhi whispered, her hand cupping his face he leaned into it, eyes closed. He kissed her palm.
"Haruhi…." He whispered the name with so much pain. Haruhi blinked back her own tears.
"I'm sorry, you know. I never meant for it to happen." She said he voice growing weaker.
"You need rest, shush, I'll be here when you wake." Kyoya said laying a singular finger on her pale and cracked lips. "I promise."
"Will you sing to me like you did Kyoko when she was smaller?" Haruhi asked, Kyoya nodded.
"What would you like me to sing?" he asked scooping her up and laying her on his chest as he snuggled in behind her.
"The lullaby, the one that…."
"I don't know , Haruhi, I don't think I even remember it." Kyoya said as she nuzzled against him.
"Please….for me?" she asked her voice weaker still. She rolled on to her side and nuzzled further, trying to find that spot she always fell asleep in. she found it, right above his heart, a slow steady beat, she breathed in deeply.
"hmm, You are my sunshine my only sunshine…you make me happy when skies are grey." Kyoya sang as he stroked her hair. He took a shaky breath, "You never know, dear, how much I love you…." A tear slide down his cheek. "Please don't take my sunshine away….."
"Again, please?" Haruhi asked, her eyes closed a sad smile on her face.
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are grey, you'll never know dear…how much…." Kyoya stopped and looked down at the sleeping woman in his arms. "I love you…please don't take my sunshine away…." He spoke the last lyric as more tears slid down his face. "Haruhi…" he whispered as he kissed her head.