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Chapter 6.5: Please Take Care of Me

'Where have you been, Kyouya?' Tamaki asked as his best friend entered the music room.

They were hovering over a tired-looking Haruhi on the couch.

'The doctor talked to me,' he answered.

'Why? Why didn't the doctor talk to me? I'm her dad after all,' Tamaki complained.

'Because you were busy trailing behind her.'

'So what did she say?' Hikaru asked.

'She said you may experience fever & take your pain medicine because it'll hurt a lot,' Kyouya addressed directly to Haruhi.

She winced slightly; she could feel it now.

Kyouya picked up his laptop (a prop) & thought of a plan to talk to Haruhi.

'Since the host club was closed for today, thanks to Haruhi's injuries, we didn't have any income so I add today's loss to your debt,' he smiled at Haruhi which she just rolled her eyes; her debt no longer exist, of course.

'Mom, you shouldn't do that! It was an emergency!'

Kyouya had enough, he stared daggers at the stupid blonde for a while & it worked like magic.

It was a long day, the members all felt tired & worn-out.

The twins stretched & groaned, 'we better go home now. We're supposed to try out the new video game our dad made. Haruhi, come on, we'll drop you to your apartment,' they took each of her hands started to pull.

'Ow, ow! Kaoru, let go!' Haruhi yanked back her injured hand.

'Sorry! I forgot,' Kaoru apologized.

'Get away from my daughter, devils! I am not letting you drive her home! I will make sure she'll go home safely, now go on. Get lost,' Tamaki stood in front her protectively.

'Senpai, how could you drop me home when your own house is in the opposite way of mine?' She frowned at him while the twins snickered as Tamaki went to his corner, muttering something about building his house near Haruhi's.

'Come on, it's getting late,' Hikaru insisted.

'No, I'm fine, really. You two go home now. I still have to get my things in the library,' she said.

They pouted but agreed, 'alright, if you say so. Goodbye then, Haruhi, take care. See you tomorrow guys!' They waved & left.

Haruhi sighed; she could feel the pain pulsing through her hand now. She heaved herself from the couch to fetch her things.

'Where are you going?' Kyouya stopped her before she was out.

'Going to get my things,' she said.

'Takashi already retrieved it for you, Haru-chan,' Hunny-senpai smiled to her sweetly.

'Oh. Thanks, Mori-senpai,'

Mori-senpai nodded ever so slightly.

She sat across from Kyouya on the couch, looking at him cautiously. She was about to say something but someone beat her to it.

'Let's go home, Haruhi!' Tamaki jumped out of nowhere.

'No, go home by yourself.' She said bluntly.

Tamaki paused & was about to crumble to dust again when Kyouya spoke, 'I received a call from the chairman earlier, he asked me to remind you of your dinner with him as it seemed you were preoccupied when he talked to you last night.'

'Oh, right! I nearly forgot about it.'

'You already forgot about it,' Kyouya muttered under his breath.

'What time did he say?' Tamaki asked as he glanced at his wristwatch.

'5pm at the Sophie Hotel-'

'WHAT? I'm late! Why didn't you tell me sooner?' He gathered his things frantically he looked so funny.

'Because you were busy with your daddy-daughter claptrap,' Kyouya adjusted his glasses on his nose & ignored his best friend's tantrum.

'I'll be leaving, guys! My dad's going to kill me!' With that he dashed out.

It was unbelievably quiet once he was gone. Kyouya closed his laptop & sighed.

'Are you tired?' Haruhi's soft voice asked.

He shook his head.

'You're not feeling well?'

'Stop asking about me, Haruhi. Look at yourself!' He snapped.

'What? I'm fine!' She defended herself.

'It doesn't seem like,' he rolled his eyes; he set aside his laptop & got up from the couch. He headed straight for the kitchen. Haruhi's eyes followed him, what's his problem? She thought.

He came back with a bucket of ice cubes, a cloth, a glass of water & the medicine kit.

'Do as I say or I'll really get mad at you,' he said as he opened the box to get their stock of pain reliever.

'Drink that. Now,' he ordered.

Haruhi obediently took the pill & popped it in her mouth. Before she tasted the bitterness, Kyouya handed her the glass of water.

'Thanks,' she mumbled

The noise of scraping chairs on the floor made the two looked up.

'Kyou-chan, Haru-chan, we're going now.' Hunny-senpai smiled at them & giggled.

'Okay. Bye, Hunny-senpai, Mori-senpai!' Haruhi waved with her good hand. She was surprised to realize that they were still there.

'Get well soon, Haru-chan & don't be too stubborn. Kyou-chan, please take care of her. Bye bye!' He & Mori closed the door behind them.

Silence...

'Haruhi, do you realized what you've just did?' Kyouya asked in his exasperated voice as he glared at her more.

She stared at him in confusion.

'Do you know how worried I am when the twins came rushing here earlier?' his voice was stern & angry. He exhaled, 'you did something very reckless again, Haruhi! Can't you just think for the tiniest second before you jump on something? I almost lost you!'

He looked away from her eyes & glared at the wall.

Haruhi sat there; eyes wide. Now she understood why he had been so grumpy this afternoon; because he was worried sick about her.

She scooted closer to him.

'I'm sorry I made you worry,' she said sincerely.

'Why did you do that?' he whispered.

Haruhi shrugged & winced. She just don't why her brain works that way; thinking of other's safety without concerning about herself.

Kyouya sighed, 'don't you dare do that ever again, got it?' He curled his arms around her & rested his head on her shoulder.

'Uhm, yeah-' she wriggled herself from Kyouya's grasped, '-if you stop putting pressure on my shoulder,' she groaned.

He snapped his head up, 'oh, sorry! I forgot.' Haruhi pouted at him.

'So, now what?' She asked after a few comfortable silences.

'I'll make you pay for this,' he said playfully.

'Eh?' She recoiled away from him with incredulous look.

He smiled at her devilishly.

'Take it off,' he pointed to her clothes.

'W-what? Why?' She could feel her face burning as she consciously hug herself; Kyouya smiled wider.

'Just do it,' he said. He moved closer to her with devil's grin on his face.

'H-hey,' she tried to push him back but with her aching shoulder, it was pointless.

'Do it or I'll do it for you,' his voice was dangerously sweet as he reached for her coat's button & started undoing it.

'Uh, Kyouya...' she said in a weak voice.

'Hmm?' He didn't look up from his work.

'What-'

'Sshh, just do as I say,' he removed her coat from her left side; it only hung from her right shoulder now. 'Can you take it off? I might hit your bruises.'

Haruhi sighed as she shrugged it off carefully. Her heart was doing plenty of somersaults.

She didn't know why but she found herself obeying him. Not caring on what was on his mind. Is he some kind of hypnotist?

'You're wearing undershirt, right?' he asked cautiously.

Haruhi nodded tiredly.

'Then it's safe,' he muttered; chuckling to himself.

He unbuttoned her white long sleeved polo, leaving her slightly shivering in her thin tank top. She heard him cursed.

Kyouya widen his eyes at the sight. Her shoulder sagged in unnatural position under her clothes & it was decorated with patches of sickening, blackish bruises that trailed down to her arm.

'What?' Haruhi demanded.

'You look like you just had a fight with a tattoo artist,' he pointed to her abused shoulder.

'Oh, damn!' She muttered. No wonder why it was hurting like hell now.

'It wasn't like this when Takayuki-sensei looked at it,' she frowned.

'It gotten worse,' Kyouya said, gesturing her to turn around.

She did & he tsked.

Kyouya grabbed the cloth & took some ice. He carefully pressed it on her back; she winced but didn't say anything.

'Face here, Haruhi.' Kyouya continued to put cold pressure on her shoulder & arm until she yawned. Her eyes fluttered.

He fondly pinched her chin & smiled. The side effect of the pain killer was kicking in.

'We should be going now,' he put away the damp cloth & ice bucket.

Haruhi drooped over his chest, eyes closed & slowly breathing.

'Haruhi,' he shook her lightly to no avail. How am I supposed to put your clothes back? He smacked his head mentally.

With some difficulty, he finally managed to put her white polo on without hitting her shoulder. He called Tachibana to help him carry his princess to the car.

It was a very long day, indeed, Kyouya thought as he watched Haruhi sleeping peacefully beside him.

FINISHED: 1/20/12

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