Alright so I don't own the anime. Review please.
Chapter 6- Worse
"Kaoru…" I whispered, shocked, stunned.
There he was laying on the bathroom floor, a piece of blood covered glass laying across from him, dried blood across his stomach and arm. From his wrist to his shoulder was a gash. I was positive the glass was used to inflict that one along with the one on his stomach. There was also blood smeared on the floor around him.
"Angel?" He asked quietly.
My brain began working again and I rushed to the bathroom. I looked around the bathroom for a towel. There was a clean white one hanging on the towel rack next to the shower. I grabbed it and dove towards one of the double sinks. After turning the water on I put the towel under it. I stood there until I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I dropped the towel and ran to the door. After slamming it shut I locked it and went back to the bathroom. I rung out the towel and shut the water off. When I bent down I finally got a good look at the cut on his stomach. It was deeper than I thought. As I pressed the towel against his gash he winced.
"You can case all this damage to your body and still wince." I muttered, disappointed.
"I'm sorry." He whispered looking the other way.
"Damn right you're sorry."
With out knowing it I pressed the towel against his cut harder making him gasp in pain. I immediately pulled back the towel slightly. This towel was going to be stained but his wounds needed to be cleaned.
My eyes slowly traveled to his face. Than quickly averted my gaze when I saw he was staring back at me. I tried to only focus on cleaning his cuts but found it difficult.
"Why? Why did you do this?" I whispered and felt hot tears slide down my cheeks.
His breathing was slow and uneven.
"Because." He said, unwilling to elaborate.
"Because why?" I pressed.
He sighed as I finished cleaning the blood from his stomach.
"You said the sorrow would 'subside'." He sighed as I pressed the towel on his arm and began to dab at the blood.
"You were right." He continued. "For a little while it seemed like everything would be okay-"
"But than a worrel-wind of sadness came flooding back, huh?" I cut him off, slightly angered.
I sank back down to my ankles and wiped a tear from my cheek. I looked down to my lap at the blood stained towel.
"You're really stupid! You know that? You're really stupid!" Words began to bubble to my lips and flow out. "I told you not to do this. I told you!" my voice began to get louder. "It won't make anything better! Only worse!"
My body began to shake and more tears flowed down my cheek. "Only worse." I whispered once more.
I quickly wiped my tears away and went back to cleaning his cut again. I began to press harder with the towel. He hissed threw his teeth in pain.
"Sorry." I grumbled, moving the towel up his arm.
"You're right." He murmured. "While it took my sadness away for a little while It came rushing back all at once."
I sighed as I wiped the last bit of blood away from his shoulder. "Do you have any peroxide?" I asked standing up.
"Yeah the mirror opens up into a medicine cabinet." He said looking away from me, almost as if he was disappointed.
"All right." I said turning around.
I placed the towel in the sink and turned the clod water on, letting it run over the blood stained towel. The mirror was split into three sections. I pressed the bottom corner with my finger and it popped open. There wasn't much in there. Only a tooth brush, tooth paste, nail clippers, a comb and peroxide sat on the three shelves. I grabbed the bottle of peroxide and shut off the water before I bent back down to Kaoru.
"This may sting but its better than the cuts getting infected." I said vaguely.
After taking the cap off the bottle I poured the liquid over his arm. He winced.
"Well you shouldn't have cut yourself. This could have all been avoided." I said moving to his stomach.
"I guess one good thing did come out of this." He murmured.
"Oh yeah? And what would that be?" I muttered, getting angry as I poured the peroxide over his stomach.
"You came back."
My head snapped up to look at him. He was staring at me. Staring at my right in the eyes.
"Oh." Was all I could manage to say.
I put the cap back on the bottle and stood up.
"Get up." I said.
He looked surprised and just looked at me. I held out and hand and repeated myself. "Get up."
He took my hand hoisted him self up.
"Now help me clean this up." I said.
He took another white towel that was folded and sitting on the tank of the toilet. Kaoru dropped it over the dried blood and spilled peroxide.
After cleaning the blood we walked back to his room and sat at the foot of his bed.
"The funeral is Saturday." He murmured.
"Oh."
He looked up at me, his green/hazel eyes glistening. "Will you come?" His voice was quiet.
"Uhh…umm…yes." I sighed in defeat.
Honestly I didn't want to go but he looked like a sad puppy. I had to say yes. A fake smile dawned his face for a second but quickly disappeared.
"I'll be there." I said. "On one condition."
"Hmm?"
"No more hurting yourself…Ever." I murmured.
He didn't answer at first. He only looked at my a little surprised.
"Okay." He said.
The next day wasn't very eventful. Hunny was in a slightly better mood and pranced around with Mori all day. Tamaki was hanging around Haruhi threw out the day. Kyoya was his normal evil self.
We were in the Host club room now and the guys permitted the crazy girls access to the club. I sat aside with Haruhi and tried my best to talk with her.
"So where did you run off to yesterday?" Haruhi asked.
"I went to see Kaoru." I said with out thinking first.
I immediately regretted saying that. My cheeks flushed and Haruhi's eyes widened.
"Oh. I see." She said smiling.
"M-Mhm." I muttered looking away.
"You like him." She said in a sing-song voice.
"S-shut up!" I growled.
The space around us fell silent that is, except for the giggling girls around us. Some were even off to the side crying, still mourning Hikaru's death. I was sure that when Kaoru came back they would only make life harder for him.
"This will be good for him you know." Haruhi murmured.
My head snapped back to look at her.
"He's never had an actual girlfriend. He only entered the host club. The will be a good change for him." She said cheerfully.
"Wait. Wait. Wait! I'm not his girlfriend!" I protested.
"You're awfully talkative today." Haruhi smiled.
"Whatever." I muttered standing up and grabbing my bag.
I walked out of the Host Club room and down stairs and out the front doors.
This chapter was abnormally short but I have MOJOR writers block the next chapter will be longer.