Hi guys! I was finally able to get away from my gatekeeper, so that's why I'm posting so late. I wanted to thank you all for your wonderful reviews.
Yoshiantor: Thanx for drawing that to my attention. I edited that chapter for now, but I am still looking for a way to fix it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran Highschool Host Club. All rights belong to Bisco Hatori. Ocs and other plot line belong to me.
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Illness
The weekend has come and gone. School is back in session and everything is normal…sort of. Ever since I spilled my secret the whispers and stares have stopped…somewhat.
The girls all want to be my friend and want to give me their time and day. Or to be really bold/annoying, they would pester me for autographs and what not. Though the whispers have ceased, gossiping has been louder than ever.
Females can't keep a secret. It wasn't long before the whole school male population found out about me. So now I have piqued their interest as well.
Honestly…it's infuriating. They asked me to go out for dates, dinner, movies, and to really be audacious; some even had the guts to ask me for my phone number. Seriously… what type of crap is this? Smooth move bro, don't do it again.
Guys… a piece of advice… KEEP THE MALE TESTOTERONE TO YOURSELVES!
I haven't contacted any of the host club members since that night at the ball. I still avoided them at all costs, but I made some changes. I stopped having lunch in an empty classroom.
No, I haven't gone back to the congested cafeteria room so they could all just stare at me from their little circle. My new hiding place was at a gazebo that I found one day hidden behind the academy's lovely rose bushes.
It's quite peaceful there, even though it the clouds and sky were grey foreshadowing a chance of rain. The nature helps calm my aura and sends me into a Zen like mode. Sometimes I don't know how I made it through the day. Five times I wanted to go a-wall on the next obsessed student asking me for an autograph or date.
Ok… back to the host situation. They have been more determined to get back on my good side. Over the weekend, I received plentiful amounts of "forgiveness gifts" and apology cards.
At times, I just think they are wasting their time…and money buying me gifts. I'm not a material girl. You can't just buy my forgiveness you have to earn it. I just want to end this silly quarrel, but if I do that, what is the point of teaching a lesson: Don't snoop around in other people's business. When they are ready, they will tell you.
But that isn't the only thing that's preventing me from. As of late, I've been very sick for the past two days. Long coughing fits disturb my nights and my ability to function during class. I just hope it doesn't get worse.
Later That Night
It was pouring down rain as I was walking back from the convenient store. I needed to get some things for dinner tonight. Wearing a black hoodie, black baggy pants, and comfy sneakers, I was able to blend in the dark. Upon turning the corner to my apartment, an overwhelming sensation overtook my body.
My coughing fits came back tenfold. Clutching the grocery bag tightly to my chest, I stumbled up the stairs to the apartment door. My vision became blurred and I struggled to breathe.
Agonizing seconds went by as I finally made it to the door. My left hand slowly reaches the doorknob shakily. But before I could do anything else, my body decided to shut down.
I collapsed in a heap on the cold wet cement ground. Becoming soaked in a matter of minutes, I slowly drifted into unconsciousness.
'Maybe today is that day that I die. I finally get…to…see my…family again'
That was the last thought I had before surrendering to the darkness.
Haruhi Hummed silently as she stirred the stew she cooked for her and her father, all the while listening to the sound of the rain pelting the window pane. Deciding that the stew was done, she turned off the stove and placed a lid on the pot to keep it warm.
Glancing at the clock, Haruhi estimated the time her father would return from work.
'Dad won't be home for another forty minutes. I should probably make him some tea when he gets home.'
Putting the tea aside, for now, Haruhi surveyed the room to see if she missed any chores. Spotting the trash bag filled to the brim, she quickly slipped on a pair of sneakers and a raincoat to avoid getting wet while taking out the trash.
Looking outside, she quickly scanned the area for any suspicious characters before deciding it was safe. Making her way back up the stair after throwing away the trash, Haruhi spotted a dark figure lying motionless in front of Mikazuki's apartment door.
Quickly running up stairs, she crouched down over the figure to remove the hood. Upon removing the hood, Haruhi discovered that it was Mikazuki herself and that she wasn't moving or responding at all.
Acting on adrenaline, Haruhi hoisted the cold wet girl up by her shoulders and dragged her into her apartment. Placing the girl on the living room floor, Haruhi grabbed her phone to call Kyoya for help.
Kyoya was sitting on his bed doing what he usually does: typing and researching. The loud sound coming from his phone was the only thing that made him stop to see who was calling him at a late hour.
'Haruhi…that's odd. She usually doesn't call me for anything.' thought Kyoya.
Opening the cell phone, Kyoya placed the receiver on his ear.
"What is it Haruhi? Is something-,"
"Kyoya-sempai, I need you to send an ambulance right away! Mika-chan is in trouble!" yelled Haruhi.
"Wait…calm down Haruhi. Now…tell me exactly what happened," said Kyoya.
"I-I was taking out the trash, so I w-went outside to throw it away. When I came back, I-I saw Mikazuki lying on the ground motionless," cried Haruhi. That made Kyoya very concerned.
"Alright Haruhi, I'll send an ambulance right away. How is she now? Is she responding at all?" he asked.
"No, she isn't moving at all. She is very pale and there's dark rings under her eyes," Haruhi described.
"Ok, I'm sending for help." He hung up the phone to call for one of his family's ambulances. Dealing with that, he called the rest of the hosts and relayed the same information the Haruhi gave and to meet him at his family's hospital.
After everything was complete, he called for his driver to take him to the hospital.
After calling Kyoya, Haruhi wrote a note to her father explaining where she was. The ambulance soon arrived.
The emergency crew placed Mikazuki on a stretcher, wheeling her to the vehicle. Making sure Mika was secure and hooked up to an iv, Haruhi got into the van with the unconscious girl. A couple of minutes later, the van took off with sirens blaring.
During the whole ride to the hospital, she held the pale girl's hand to offer some king of comfort though the girl couldn't feel it.
'Please, please be ok,' Haruhi inwardly prayed.
When the ambulance arrived at the first rate hospital, the males only caught a glimpse of Mikazuki before she was whisked away to be attended to by doctors and nurses.
In the waiting room, Tamaki held Haruhi close to him to provide her comfort. The twins were holding each other hand. Honey sought comfort in his silent, yet worried cousin and stuffed bunny. Kyoya made sure that Mika was given the best doctors on staff.
An hour went by as the host nervously waited to see their sickly companion. A nurse soon told them that they could see her. Walking in a hurried pace, they made their way to room 315A. Upon entering, their hearts scattered at what they saw.
Mikazuki was propped up in the bed by two big fluffy pillows. She had different ivs hooked into her wrists and arms. Her skin was pale as a white sheet and her long bangs were pushed out of her face revealing dark circle under her eyes.
Haruhi instantly went to the girl's side while the others sat in chairs close to the bed. They all carried a sad look on their faces. Honey teared up at the sight of his friend like this. Haruhi stroked Mika's cold cheeks as tears sprung to her eyes.
After a few moments of silence, Mikazuki's eyes popped open. Everyone stared in shock.
'Her eyes…they are the color of rubies,' thought everyone, but was quickly pushed aside as Mika went into a harsh coughing fit.
Haruhi rubbed Mika's forehead in an attempt to sooth her. Suddenly Mika's body surged forward to the right side of the medical bed. Leaning over the side, she began to vomit blood.
Reacting without hesitation, Tamaki grabbed a trash bin and placed it under Mika's face so she wouldn't be spewing blood all over the floor. Kyoya had already left to find a doctor.
There was no stop to the blood. Between vomiting, Mika would commence coughing harshly again only to throw up more blood.
The doctor finally returned with Kyoya along with some nurses. One ushered the group out the room so that the doctor could tend to the patient properly. The nurse even suggested for the gang to go home and get some rest.
Knowing that they couldn't much for the sickly girl, begrudgingly they all headed home. When returning home, Haruhi explained what happened to Mikazuki. Even though he barely knew the girl, Ranka felt as if the girl was a second daughter to him.
Sleep was difficult for everyone that night. Thoughts about Mikazuki plagued their minds like an uncontained virus. Eventually sleep overtook them.
Oh no! Mika-chan is in the hospital and she's vomiting blood! That's not good. Anyway I hope you enjoyed the chapter and sorry for updating so late. Please view and review, it makes me happy that someone actually reads my stories other than my dedicated reviewers out there. Bye-bye! XD
