"Why! Why did you go back to him, after what he had already done to you? Do you know how worried I was? And to see you.. laying there unconscious... Bleeding...!" He looked back up to her, a single tear falling down his cheek. His hand lifted up and gently stroked her cheek, before he continued. The anger in his voice was now replaced with worry. "If anything happens to you, I don't know what I'd do."

The young woman bit her lip nervously as her chocolate brown orbs met his blue-violet eyes underneath his golden locks that were looking at her with genuine care and concern. She thought about his first rhetorical question, wondering about the answer to that herself. After he had hit her and left her on the street by herself, why did she choose to go back to him? The talk she had with Mori who convinced her to go back to talk to him had completely left her mind.

She tried to think about her thoughts of when she decided to finally go back to him. What had she been thinking as she left the limo, walked towards the door, and knocked, waiting for him to answer? She was nervous, that's for sure. It certainly wasn't every day that your boyfriend punches you, leaving out in the rain to find some place to stay. Haruhi realized how lucky she was that Tamaki and Kyouya had been nearby. But that still didn't answer the question.

Returning from her thoughts and coming back to the present, she looked back up to the man in front of her. He hadn't changed much in the few years since they had first met. Tamaki was still the nice, loving, natural-born charmer that he was back when they had first mat in high school. Though fortunately, he wasn't bursting into the hospital screaming for her room, asking if his 'daughter' was alright.

"Thank you, Tamaki-sempai." She replied with a warm, thankful smile. She was so grateful to have friends that would cry for her, and be there for her.

"H-Haruhi..."

From the doorway, she heard a new voice call out her name. The voice was shaky, as if it were scared. The brunette and blonde both turned their heads towards the sound, to see the younger fashion designer twin staring at them- no, at Haruhi- with his mouth open in shock, as if he had seen a ghost. In fact, the sight of her at the moment was more surprising to him then a ghost would ever be. His expression of horror remained on his face as he spoke once more. "How did that.." Though, if Kyouya was speaking the truth, it would only mean that Hikaru did that to her.

Taking a few steps closer, Kaoru was unable to take his eyes off the wounds that covered her face and arms. He saw several small cuts on her cheeks, and a bandage wrapped around her head several times as well as on her left arm.

"Kaoru..." Haruhi's smile thinned into a line, as she fumbled with the sheets nervously. She didn't like being seen like that; she was always the strong girl, but sitting on the hospital bed like that, she felt weak.

"Did Hikaru do this?" He asked in a low voice, almost afraid to hear her response. Though Hikaru was acting quite odd earlier, he just couldn't believe that he would do anything to harm Haruhi.

The girl simply just looked down, finding no appropriate words to respond to his question with. Saying 'no' would be a complete lie, since it was Hikaru and no one else that hit her, but she didn't want to blame him for hurting her, knowing that they would probably do something horrible to Hikaru. She was quite surprised that they hadn't already gotten Kyouya's police force out looking for him, and was grateful for that.

Kaoru inhaled sharply, before holding his breath for a second and exhaling. So it was true. His brother had done it.

"Haruhi, I'm sorry. I don't know what happened, but Hikaru must have been out of his mind to do anything like this.. to you.." He said quietly, wondering what could have angered Hikaru so much that he would hurt his girlfriend, Haruhi, the only girl he had ever loved before.

Before the host club and her, the two hardly ever talked to any of their schoolmates, having only each other to play with. And they preferred it like that. They put up a friendly barrier to keep others from coming to close. When their friendly sempai invited them to join the new Host Club that he was forming, the two refused at first, but they allowed him one month to play the 'Which one is Hikaru-kun' game. They wanted people to be able to tell them apart, while at the same time, they didn't want to be told apart. They wanted to be known, but they didn't want to be known. They were constantly looking for someone would accept them, but they kept a very secure lock so that no one would be able to hurt them, in their own two-person world. Their entire life, they were hiding from others and staying in their own little world, never being able to run into anyone that were able to tell them apart.

But one day, a short, nerdy, odd-looking commoner showed up at the Host Club. She was easily able to tell the two identical Hitachiin twins apart. She was the first one to break into their barrier. She was the first one that Hikaru fell in love with.

So why was he sending her to the hospital?

Kaoru looked over his shoulder to Kyouya, who was leaning against the doorway, still trying to get a hold of Hikaru's cell phone.

"Goddamnit. Where is he.." The man muttered, before glancing to Haruhi worriedly, and looked back to his cellphone. "I'll just have to call my family's police force to find him."

Hearing this, Haruhi gasped and rose to a sitting position on the bed, but winced at the pain. Kaoru and Tamaki both moved closer in case she were to hurt herself even more, but she waved her hand away. "I'm fine, guys. But.. Kyouya-sempai, please don't. It's not that big of a deal." She said with a pleading look, not wanting to imagine what would happen if Hikaru found out that she was with the other guy from the Host Club again and that Kyouya had called for the police to look for him.

Kaoru glanced at Kyouya nervously, thinking whether or not he should tell him that Hikaru was at the office. He wanted to talk to Hikaru about it as well, wanting to understand why he would do such a thing.

His thoughts were interrupted when Kyouya sighed. "Alright. But I won't allow you to go back home, knowing that Hikaru is out somewhere. You'll be staying at my home. I'll call the maids and make sure there is a room ready for you."

At this, Tamaki frowned and shook his head quickly. "What? I won't allow my daughter to stay at your house, all alone!" He objected, flailing his arms animatedly.

"Didn't you let her stay at your house last night?" Kyouya contradicted.

"..." Tamaki realized his mistake, and sunk in the corner of the room.

Kyouya went back out of the room to talk to the nurse, and Kaoru sat down in the chair besides the bed. "Ne, Haruhi.. What happened with you and Hikaru?" Sure, Hikaru was an idiot sometimes, but he never saw the two fighting. The closest he had seen was them arguing playfully, but he hadn't ever seen him mad at her or vice versa.

"It's nothing, I was just being stupid. I, uh, tripped and he was holding a vase, but I grabbed onto him and the vase ended up falling on me." Haruhi laughed weakly, hoping he would believe her story.

"You've always been a bad liar, Haruhi. I know that much about you." Kaoru replied with a small, sad smile, and leaned back in his chair. He wasn't going to press her for more information, but he was find out sooner or later.

"Come on, Haruhi. You're allowed to leave now. The limo is waiting for us downstairs."

Sorry for ending this chapter so oddly o A o I wasn't sure where to stop.

I'm sooo excited to write the ending/near endinnng D: So that motivates me to write the middle chapters xD So look forward to that ~

QUESTION: Do you prefer Tamaki x Haruhi or Kyouya x Haruhi? :D Please tell meeee.

I'll probably have the next chapter up within a day or two, hopefully. I've been so obsessed with Mabinogi * w * Does anyone play? ;D

And school starts soon, so I won't be uploading as much.

Well, hope you enjoyed it so far :) Please review!