I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while...I've been really caught up with things, so I didn't have any time for this. I posted this on a whim, so I'm sorry it's really short. I gave it all I had, and that's what matters. Enjoy!


Hikaru POV

I closed the hospital door behind me with a soft click. I...I can't believe it. Miku...she's...she's deaf. She can't hear anything I want to say. Everything I need to say. Why? Why does this happen to her? I soon felt Kaoru's presence behind me, which calmed me a bit. At least i didn't have to face this alone. He tapped my shoulder tentatively.

"Hikaru? How did it go?"

When I didn't respond, he asked, worriedly now,

"Hikaru? What's wrong?"

Turning around to face the concerned eyes of my mirror image, I said bluntly,

"Miku. She's woken up."

Kaoru's eyes lit up with joy.

"Really? She survived! Oh, I knew she would be okay!" he smiled.

I sighed sadly.

"...okay huh?" I murmured. In a louder voice, I continued, "She still is sick with pneumonia, though. And she...she..." Unable to finish my thought, I stiffly gestured toward her door.

"Go and see for yourself, Kaoru. Tell me what's wrong."

He gave me a very worried look, and carefully stepped inside. I didn't bother paying attention to their 'conversation'. I thought about what Kaoru's reaction to her disability would be. Upon hearing his sharp intake of breath, I shook my head. Miku...do I love you? I not, then what is this pain in my chest? I buried my face in one of my hands, leaning against the wall. Things like this were happening so fast...but why should everything be dumped on her? I heard the door beside me open, and saw Kaoru's composed face shatter before my eyes.

"She...she's deaf." he murmured.

I nodded slowly.

"Yes. She can't hear anything that I want to say." I say, eyes dark.

Kaoru looked at me with sympathy in his eyes.

"You love her, don't you?"

I didn't say anything. There was nothing to be said. Did I love her? I did I fall for her, bit by bit during the past month? No...no. Maybe...yes. Yes. I did. And I have to admit, when Tamaki ruined their relationship, a part of me was leaping for joy. Because...I thought that I could have her for myself for once. But that's not true. When she was in a coma, she murmured his name. His name, not mine. I must've hurt her too much. She...she must hate me for that.

"Yes. I do love her. But she doesn't love me. She hates me for what I did. What we did. Back then, we were horrible. I think I understand what those poor girls felt now...it hurt."

Kaoru wrapped his warm arms around me and embraced me tightly. It was at this moment that I felt tears begin to sting my eyes. I buried my face into the soft material of his shirt and cried.

He stroked my hair tenderly.

"I know, Hikaru. I know." He cooed softly.

We stood there for a while, and if we were at the host club, there would be flames of moe and many, many fangirl screams.

Miku POV

I stared at the pale door as soon as Kaoru left. Why wasn't anybody talking? Strange. Something was wrong. Is there something wrong with me, of them? The realization hit me hard. I...am I deaf? No. That's not possible. This just can't be happening. I wanted to hear the birds chirp in the morning, the sweet sound of his voice echoing off the walls. How will I know what he thinks?

Anguished tears flowed down my face.

I love you. I love you I love you I love you. Kaei- no, is it really him? I love him, but will it ever be the same? Maybe...both?

Will they never talk to me again? I know Kaeita will be terribly upset when he hears the news. Hikaru is probably freaking out, and Kaoru would have been shocked when he heard from Hikaru about my condition.

Am I going to die?

It was a reasonable thought. With deafness, and pneumonia, I probably won't live. The odds are against me this time. I can tell the one I chose I love them, but I can't hear their response. Do they love me? Or do they hate me? Can I feel anything real anymore? Am I going to have to imagine what they say, twist it in ways I want? I need their real emotions, their words. I can hear Kaeita singing on the piano, the individual notes weaving into a soothing, soft melody and his voice ringing out beautifully. The way the instrument and his voice twined together to create this music is completely unknown to me, except that it was irreplaceable. And so was he. The feelings reflected in his maroon eyes kept flashing in my head, like a warning. My chest was cracking when I thought of that.

I can hear Hikaru laughing. Such joy, such happiness, bliss. His face was bright, without a care in his body. It was exhilarating in some way. And I can see the pain in his eyes when the realization of my condition hit him. The crack etched in deeper.

And, when I thought of Itsuko's smiling face, her admiring gray eyes...that's what made me shatter completely. I buried my face in my knees, pulling my arms around myself. I was alone, completely alone. Nobody wanted me. They never did. I was a mistake in this world, something to be crushed under a person's foot. The waterworks in my eyes never stopped for what I thought to be hours. I could feel nothing except for the throbbing pain that cradled me. Is this good? Did I deserve this?

My chest suddenly tightened, squeezing all the air out my lungs. I fell down onto the hospital bed, panting hard.

No.

I knew it. This was it.

I can't die.

The door burst open, and strangers with blinding white coats came in, mouths moving. All I could hear were Hikaru and Kaeita's voices playing over and over in my head.

Not yet.

A mask was gently but hurriedly put over my mouth. It was becoming harder and harder to do simple things like breathe. My throat felt like there were hands clamped over them, even though there were none. The world was blurring. I felt a hand grasp mine tightly. It was warm.

Wait!

I closed my eyes, waiting for the worst. The pain was agonizing now, ripping through my lungs. I couldn't breathe at this point.

I haven't told you I love you yet.

My heart stopped.

Hikaru POV

I was shoved carelessly aside when it started. Doctors in pristine white coats rushed in to Miku's aid, myself and my mirror image completely forgotten. All that mattered to them was what was happening to her. I tried to see what what happening, through the small crack in the door, but even that was blocked by the annoyingly long coats of the doctors.

"Kaoru...what's going on?" I asked, nervous.

He didn't respond.

"Kaoru?"

I turned around, only to find him gone.

"Kaoru!"

I looked inside Miku's room again, and saw Kaoru inside among the doctors, a worried look on his face. Pushing aside the door, I ran inside. The expressions on his face told me everything I needed to know.

Miku was going to die.

The crowd of doctors dissolved as I came closer to the girl. I grabbed her hand, now so cold.

Tears of anguish blurred my vision.

"No! Nonononono! You can't die! I Won't let you!" I wailed, pressing her skin against my face.

Time slowed around me. Right now, it was only us; Miku and I.

"Don't go," I sobbed, the realization hitting me far too late.

"I love you."