A Rose Hidden by Shadows

Chapter Ten~ Accidental Confessions

I looked through the small window on the door with my good eye, still not believing I had caused this. I shook my head, not wanting to believe it. I fell backwards into a chair against the wall opposite of the door. I couldn't believe it, I had caused it, I caused the wreck. I caused Kyouya to be lying on the hospital bed in that room, not waking up.

I sighed slightly, getting ready to head to the meeting. I was dressed in my business clothes and had everything I needed in my purse. I grabbed my coat and keys, heading out. I was glad now, that my maids had taught me how to drive. Now I had my license and a VW Bug that I rarely used unless I had to travel pretty far.

I got into the car and started it, smiling at the song that was playing on the radio. I pulled out of my driveway and started down the road towards the meeting. Suddenly my cell phone started to ring and I grabbed it out of my coat pocket, answering it right away.

"Moshi Moshi"

"Chouko, you're late to the meeting!"

"I'm on my way now!

"The meeting is already starting!"

"I can't go any fa-"

Then what I was saying was interrupted by a car horn. I dropped my cell phone, having finally noticed the limo in front of me. My car didn't stop and rammed right into the back door of the limo. Soon afterward all I could see was black.

I woke up in the hospital, my left eye not opening for some reason or another and my right leg broken at the femur. When the nurse walked in I asked about the people in the limo and found that the driver was only a little bruised but the passenger in the back didn't fair as well. I sat in the hospital bed, feeling horrible about what I had caused. Then my cell phone vibrated, having somehow survived the crash, showing I had a new text.

"Everybody get to the hospital now! Mommy was in an accident! They wouldn't tell me much about his condition but we need to support Mommy!"

I just stared at the text, knowing who was in that limo now. I called the nurse and asked to see him, that leading up to where the host club found me in the hallway.

"Chou-chan, you came to see Kyo-chan too?" Hunny asked from atop Mori's shoulders. I just shook my head.

"Chouko, what happened to your eye and leg?" Haruhi asked, noticing it quickly.

"I was in a car accident."

"You too? My poor daughter! Both Mommy and my daughter are hurt!" Tamaki said dramatically, drawing the attention of many people on that floor.

"I crashed into Kyouya's limo." I said in disbelief. That quickly caught Tamaki's attention and made him calm down.

"You were in the other car?" Haruhi asked, a bit carefully.

"I caused Kyouya to be in there." I said, not really paying attention to the others. Then everybody looked through the small window and either gasped or had a similar reaction. "I caused this. If I wasn't on that damn cell phone he would be okay. If I hadn't answered it." I clenched my fists, noticing that my cell phone was still in my hand. Without warning I threw the cell phone, as hard as I could, against the wall. Then I slunk back, my head hanging low and my hands covering my face. I was the reason the one I loved was in the hospital. I was the reason he was in a comatose state. It was entirely my fault.

I sat in the chair across from the bed Kyouya was in. I had been there since they released me which was the previous day. Then I noticed a woman walk in and gasp once she saw Kyouya. I looked over at her and noticed that she had the same eye color and hair color as Kyouya, making me sigh a bit sadly. Then she noticed me, seeming to not have noticed me before.

"I'm sorry ma'am. I'll get out so you can be alone with him." I told her, not even letting her ask me first. I got up slowly, slowed greatly by my not being used to crutches, when I heard her speak up.

"Are you Kyouya's girlfriend?" She asked quite bluntly, causing me to blush at the thought but frowned all the same.

"No ma'am, I'm just a friend of his."

"Then why were you sitting there for what seemed to have been quite a long time?"

"I felt really bad for what I have caused him and just wanted to make sure that he was okay, well as okay as he can be right now."

"It seems like there is more to your reasoning then you are telling me. By the way, I'm Kyouya's sister, Fuyumi."

"I'm Chouko Makoto." I told her, silently willing the blush adorning my cheeks to go away.

"Ah so you're the pianist and cook of my little brother's club." She said, a weak smile on her face as she glanced over Kyouya lying in the hospital bed.

"Yes, I'm really sorry for what I have caused to your brother. If I could change places with him I would gladly. Not like I have anyone to miss me anyway." The last part came out as a muttered whisper before I slowly made my way out of the room. I knew people needed their space when dealing with things like this, I just hoped he would come to soon.

Even after they had told me I could leave I stayed in that room with Kyouya. Tamaki would bring by the class work after school on certain days and the host club would sometimes visit. Sometimes the customers came with them to visit, bringing flowers or cards. I just stayed in the room, wondering how life could go on when his was stalled. Wondering how things could go on as if this had never happened. During the time I was there, I met each of Kyouya's siblings, although his brothers didn't seem to like me for some reason.

Each night I fell asleep in the chair at the foot of the hospital bed, somehow never falling off of the thing. I knew, by now, that I was going to be far behind the classes but I didn't really care. Even though I was doing the work that Tamaki would bring me and letting him turn it in for me, I was going to be behind. Somehow Tamaki managed to keep the Host Club from going under, a feat I still wondered about.

I was asleep in the chair one day a couple weeks after the accident when I was woken by someone shaking me slightly. I slowly woke up and noticed it was one of the senior nurses.

"You have a call. If you'll follow me, I'll take you to the nurses' station, alright?" I nodded slightly, not much making sense in my sleep ridden mind. She handed me the telephone receiver and I held it to my ear carefully.

"Moshi Moshi?" I asked my voice a bit hoarse.

"Is this Makoto Chouko?" The person on the other side of the line asked.

"Hai, who would this be?"

"Ootori Yoshio. I would like to meet you. How does this noon sound for you?"

"Uh sure, why don't we go to the coffee shop just down the street from the hospital?" I asked a bit unsurely.

"That sounds like a good idea. I will meet you there."

"Okay sir." Then we both hung up. That was when it hit me, I was supposed to meet Kyouya's father now. I sighed and went back to the room, the mood still being glum but how could it not be? I used the bathroom connected to the room and changed into some of the nice clothes Haruhi had dropped off for me.

I walked down the street, finally having gotten the hang of using crutches, and was heading to the coffee shop. Once I walked in I asked the waitress if Mr. Ootori had already arrived. She directed me back to one of the tables towards the back of the room. I slowly made my way back and asked the man if he was Mr. Ootori.

"Ah, Miss Makoto, take a seat." I nodded and shyly took the seat in front of him. "So I understand you are close to my son, Kyouya"

"We're friends sir."

"From what I've been told you two seemed to be getting very close." I started to try to deny it, thinking that he wouldn't be okay with any of it, but was stopped when he continued. "You two can get as close as you want. It might be good for the Ootori group to dabble a bit in the food industry. I just warn you now, we won't be responsible for you, you have to continue and not rely solely on my son. You are the one that changed him after all."

I just nodded my head, surprised at what he was telling me really. "Well it seems that this meeting has gone very well. Maybe we can meet again, Miss Makoto."

"Yes sir." Was all I really said before he bid me a good day and left. I got up and started back to the hospital, thinking about what had just happened and what had happened earlier on. Apparently Kyouya's father was okay with the idea of me and him being together as long as I didn't rely solely on Kyouya. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks at the thought of the two of us but quickly shook my head, he could do better then me.

I arrived back to the hospital and went back to the room Kyouya was, sighing sadly. I hated seeing him like that, hooked up to wires and unmoving. He was supposed to be sitting at a table in the host club, typing away at his laptop. I sighed again, knowing that as long as he wasn't waking up I'd be here. It was the least I could do to pay back for the trouble I have caused him. I hit his limo because of my not paying attention, it was my fault he was here and no one could really argue with that.

I sat down in the chair, starting on the English work Tamaki had dropped off yesterday. I wondered idly if the Host Club would come and visit today. It always brightened the room, even if it was just a bit, to have them around. I worked on the English, quickly losing track of time.

"Chou-chan! You're still here?" The small senior asked, hurrying in the room followed by the rest of the Host Club.

"Yeah I'm still here. You guys came for a visit?" At that he nodded and ran over to Mori and climbed up his shoulders.

"Chouko, this can't be healthy for you. Why don't you go home for a while?" Haruhi asked me seriously.

"I don't know, I guess guilt upon other things really. Right now this is where I am most comfortable though, here I know that he is okay, at least in some form. If I were to leave, I would do nothing but worry about if he is still okay and if anyone would tell me if anything happened." I told her, shaking my head slightly at how stupid I sounded. It seemed like I was a bit desperate.

The visit went on for a while longer, some of the hosts giving me sympathetic glances every now and then. I wonder why they were looking at me that way, what were they seeing that I wasn't? Soon though visiting hours were over and they went home, I still wondered why the nurses hadn't chased me out but for whatever reason I was grateful.

Then, nearly a month later, I was sitting doing more of the homework when I heard someone groan slightly. I looked over to the bed, wondering, hoping, that Kyouya was waking up. I moved my chair to one side of the bed and watched him for a little while. Soon I noticed he wasn't showing any other signs of waking up. I hung my head, tears already starting to fall down my cheeks, and gently took his hand.

"Kyouya, I'm sorry for all of this. I'm so sorry. If I could trade places with you I gladly would. You have your family who worry about you and your friends. There are only a couple people who would care for me and I'm sure they would leave once they realized how much trouble I am. I wish you would wake up, I hate seeing you hooked up to medical equipment like this. It scares me but I guess more then all it's because I love you. I love you, Kyouya."

By the time I was finished talking my head was almost resting on the bed. Then I noticed that his hand had, at some point during my talking, tightened around mine. My head shot up and looked at him, more tears falling from my eyes. He was awake, he was finally awake.

"You're awake! You're finally awake." I said, leaning down and hugging him. I was cry again, or still, and started to hiccup slightly.

"Chouko, what happened?" Kyouya asked me. I pulled away from him and explained what had happened and how long he had been out, half expecting him to not want to see me after putting him in here. "And you were here the entire time?"

"Most of it. At one point your father wanted to talk to me. It was an odd day. He said that if we were to ever to, uh….. get together that he wouldn't stop us as long as I don't depend solely on you." I blushed at the thought, apparently that being common for me.

"Chouko?"

"Yeah?" I looked at him, wiping my cheeks with the sleeve of my shirt.

"I love you too."

A/N

Gah, sounded good when I first wrote it but copying it down from my notebook it doesn't sound as good. This chapter sucks, in my opinion. It doesn't make sense but oh well, at least I didn't leave a cliffy, I don't think I did anyway. Well I completely screwed up Yoshio, probably Fuyumi too, and made this sound stupid. But then again this is my longest chapter, 2,376 words. It's longer then the one in my notebook, kinda revised. Gah I need to shut up! Reviews are loved and a little needed to get me off my lazy ass and write. They motivate me.

Oh, Happy Thanksgiving ^_^