Shomin no Seikatsu - The Commoner's Life
Hey guys! So I was checking my number of views (mostly for the last two chapter) and I have more than doubled! WOO! Reviews are also coming in pretty well, so I'd just like to say thank you! Anyway, last chapter was pretty suspenseful, so here's the next one!
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CLAIMER:I DO own the fic's plot line and any self-made characters.
"WHERE IS HE?! WHERE IS THAT IDIOT!?" Tamaki cries as he storms into the waiting room to be greeted by the furious pacing of the twins, the frantic sniffles of Hunny, the silence of Mori, and the uncharacteristically panicky Kyoya—a pissed off and worried Mei is also there, along with a stoic Bossa Nova, and a nearly beat to death (most likely for being high, and getting Takahiro high) Ren...but Tamaki doesn't notice. He does scan the room though, and notice that Haruhi isn't there.
"He's in the ER. My best team is working on him." Kyoya jitters. "And Haruhi is on her way. She had to leave from work, and considering the traffic, she should be here at any minute." Kyoya continues trying to put on a brave face.
"Tama-chan! Have some coffee!" Hunny sniffles, shoving a cup of (probably—no, definitely) over-sweetened coffee at Tamaki. Tamaki politely declines and then goes back to being pissed at Takahiro. Then it happens.
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"Takahiro!" I cry as I burst into the hospital waiting room—which I had been guiding to by a nurse at the front desk. I scan the room frantically and then freeze in my tracks. There, also frozen in time, right in front of me, is the entire Ouran Highschool Host Club.
"Ha...Ha...Haru—" Tamaki starts before I shove past him, trying to ignore him, so that I can get to Mei.
"Mei," I start, —trying to sound calm—even though there are definitely waves of rage rolling off of me. "What. The Hell. Are They. Doing. HERE!?" I shriek. Goddammit! I spent the past 15 years of my life avoiding this pack of idiots, and now they're here? Of all places? Of all times?
"Uhmm...it's Ootori main, so, yeah...?" Mei answers me, hopeful I'll buy it. I scowl and turn to her husband, who is in his stoic faze.
"Alright then...I'm going to ask you this once, and only once: Ritsu Kasanoda, why is the Host Club here?" I ask calmly, the undercurrent of rage overpowering my worry for Takahiro. Casanova and I have a stare down—more or less—, waiting for one of us to crack.
"Okay! In truth, Kyoya has been keeping tabs on you since you joined the Host Club back in your first year, and continued doing so up till now! Mei was contacted by him after you went off the map for two years, and Mei agreed to help him in this very long plan to get you back into their lives. Mei eventually told me, and since then, she, Kyoya, and I have been pulling strings to help you and Takahiro in little ways. Haninozuka and Morinozuka are the owners and instructors at Takahiro and Ren's dojo, and the corporation you currently work for is owned by Hikaru and Kaoru. Takahiro also met everyone when you went to go see Principal Hayashi." He blurts out, breathlessly. I win. I shakily turn to face the Host Club.
"YOU CAN'T JUST KEEP TABS ON PEOPLE LIKE THAT! IT'S CREEPY AND SOUNDS ILLEGAL!" I scream at Kyoya.
"Uhm..." Hunny senpai speaks up. "I'm sorry, but, don't you think we should also be worrying about Taka-chan right now? I mean...you can yell at us all you want, later, Haru-chan..." He sniffles, going all adorable and puppy dog eyes. We all stare at him for a few moments, dead panned, until he speaks again. "He was hit by a truck, high, and is not on an OR table, possibly losing all possibilities of life." He reminds us.
"Oh...yeah..." I say dopily and the world starts to blur out.
"Haruhi? HARUHI!" I hear someone yell as I slip off into a numb and blurry sleep.
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We all watch in wonder as Haruhi goes dopey, and then faints in front of us. I bolt forwards and catch her, cradling her head in my weirdly large hand.
"Someone! Get me cool towels, a pillow, and food!" I suddenly yell out dramatically, sending some of the random staff into invasive action. Five minutes later, Haruhi's head is on a pillow, there's a folded cool towel on her feverish forehead, and we're—the Host Club, Mei's family, and I—are all crowded around her and I'm strategically waving food under her nose.
"Great, so we have Takahiro on an ER operating table, and Haruhi is passed out on the floor." Mei puffs.
"It could be worse. One of them could be dead." Ren shrugs. Mei turns around and slaps him upside the head, I resist the urge to laugh as I continue nursing Haruhi.
"Uh...the family hear for Takahiro Fujioka?" A nurse asks nervously as she walks into the room. We all bolt up, forgetting Haruhi for a moment. "Oh, sorry, I meant immediate family." She blushes. We continue standing.
"I will inform you, Miss, that I am Kyoya Ootori, and as of this moment, all these people count as immediate family." Kyoya states, pushing his glasses further up his nose is a scarily professional manor. The nurse flusters and nods, opening the door further and beckoning for us to follow. I turn to Mori senpai and motion down at Haruhi. He simply nods and picks her up, following everyone else.
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"Hello, Mr. Fujioka. You ran into a bit of a situation, but you're okay now (for the most part) and are in Ootori Main." A polite nurse says as he gently shakes me awake. I groan as my eyes flutter open.
"Why does my everything hurt, so much?" I groan.
"Well, you were hit by a drunk driver." Ren chuckles from somewhere in the room. Suddenly more awake, I bolt up and try to hook Ren. Except I couldn't move. At all.
"You'll have to wait until later to punch Ren," A voice I recognize to be Uncle Hikaru starts.
"Since you're even more drugged up right now than when you got hit." Shrugs Uncle Kaoru.
"And in a lot of trouble." I hear Mum growl. I smile meekly.
"I love you." I smile, hoping to get in her good graces.
"Oh no, nope. You're not the only one in trouble either. I've got Kyoya senpai, Mei, Ren, and Casanova on my hit list." Mum smirks. I then hear the last three names in that list whimper in pain. Looks like someone's been attacked by Mum's ninja slaps.
"So," I cough, "why are Daddy Tamaki and Momma Kyoya here?" I question. "And what about Uncles Hunny, Mori, Hikaru, and Kaoru."
"Excuse me?" Mum gapes.
"Long story." Uncle Hikaru says as he pats Mum on the head, thus producing a growl.
"Ahem..." Momma Kyoya clears his throat—I really should stop referring to them as that..."Anyway, the damage report?" He asks, earning eager nods all around the room (not counting the furious Mum). "Alright, you're actually very fortunate to be alive right now. Looks like you have a guardian angel watching over you." Kyoya smirks.
"Is that it?" I scoff. "Come on, you long-legged demon, I know you can do better." I taunt, trying to lighten the mood a bit.
"I wasn't done yet," He scowls. "Your left arm is also broken, you have a concussion, severe bruising just about everywhere, and two cracked ribs. You also had internal bleeding, but that's been dealt with." Kyoya finishes. Mum lets out an exasperated sigh.
"How am I going to pay for everything?" She mumbles to no one in particular.
"Oh, that's simple, Haruhi. It'll simply add to your debt." Kyoya smiles devilishly.
"What!? What debt!?" Mum freaks. I watch amused as she flusters.
"Oh, trust me, you have a debt." Kyoya ensure Mum, who in return, groans. "Would you like to know the balance and payment methods?" Mum nods. Kyoya smirks and whispers the balance to her.
"WHAT!?" She shrieks.
"And that's without interest." Kyoya smiles. What a demon. "You can pay it off by acting as our dog. Just like high school. Speaking of which, looks like you have some explaining to do." Kyoya beams—clearly he's been waiting for such an evil opportunity—as he points to me. Mum groans and chases everyone out of the room before sitting at my bedside and telling me a long, long story.
Well, looks like Kyoya is showing part of his true colours...haha, hope this ties you over until my next update! Review and Keep Reading!
-JAMZD