Chapter 14

Haruhi Fujioka

When Hikaru confessed to me, it strangely only made me want to tell Kyoya even more. Sadly, I rarely get to see Kyoya during the day; much less have time to tell him in secret. I'm about to walk into Music Room 3, where Host Club is, when I stop, my hands shaking on the door knob. This could be my big chance to tell Kyoya, weirdly I didn't think I'd confess to a boy I love him in the Host Club room, but it might be my only chance. I grab the door knob, and pushed open the door. Today's theme was supernatural creatures like werewolves, vampires, kitsunes, demons, and much more. Apparently I'm going to be a vampire.

I scan the room for Kyoya, I spot him, but I get disappointed quickly when I see he's not alone, in fact he's on the phone, probably for business. I go into the changing room, and pull on my vampire clothes. When I get out I notice some of the costumers have came early, and there are already a couple around Kyoya. I sigh loudly and walk up to my costumers.

I chat with my costumers, smiling sweetly. I grab for my tea and take a sip. "So Haruhi, I'm so glad you're back. We've missed coming here every day to see you." One of my regulars says.

"Well I missed seeing all of your lovely faces as well, and being around your amazing personality as well." I say kindly back. The girls awe in response. I keep smiling until I feel a sharp pain in my chest, I set my tea down as I press a hand to my chest, it feels like my body is burning from inside out. "Would you excuse me?" I say running outside as the burning sensation deepens.

"Wait, Haruhi, are you alright?" They call after me. I ignore their calls and run to the fountain, I'm about to jump into the water when my body collapses against the wall, tears of pain streak my face, my sight slightly blurs red, I touch my tears and look at them to out it's actually blood.

"Haruhi!" a voice calls. I turn to find the voice belonged to Tamaki, behind him, the rest of the Host Club. They take one look at my face to stop in shot, and fear. "Kyoya, call the ambulance!" Tamaki screeches.

"I just did," Kyoya says pulling me into his arms. My body grows weaker, and I fall to the ground with Kyoya's arms still wrapped around me. I try to talk but my mouth can't move, my throat burns. My vision blurs little by little, and before everything goes black I see Kyoya's figure, and hear Kyoya say, "Haruhi, you're not going to die, you hear me?! You're not going to die, please, don't die on me."

-I'm in my father's apartment, sitting alone in the bedroom. My father walks in and stares sadly at me, although I pretend not to notice the staring or that my father has even entered the room, I just stare at the wall. "Haruhi, honey, why don't you come to the table and eat. You haven't eaten all day." My father says. "I'm not hungry father." I assure him. "Haruhi, you eat barley anything at all, pretty soon you'll become so thin you'll be frail. It's also not healthy for you to push aside food like that." My father answers, sitting down next to me. "I just, don't have the appetite for anything really." I say, turning to stare blankly at him. My father has been worried, my eyes have gotten big, black bags under them, I was so thin I must've weighed the same as a feather, I have been wearing the same clothes for three days, and I just sat there in darkness. "Haruhi, come into the light, don't give up on life, please Haruhi." My father says desperately. I look at his eyes and notice something, he's struggling more than I am, and I needed to be there for him. At that moment I decide to push all my feelings inside, and show no emotion to the subject, or any other subject, because I couldn't worry about myself anymore. I had to be there for my father. And after days later, I still struggled inside, and never told a soul.-

The beeps come to my ear as I wake up from my dream about a memory I have. My vision is black, then light comes in blurred, and then I can see. I look around to find Kyoya sitting there hold my hand, I want to speak but my throat burns, and I feel as if I can't get any air out. My body is so weak I can't even move my toes; I use all my energy and lightly squeeze Kyoya's hand. Kyoya jerks his head up in surprise and looks at me. "Oh, oh, Haruhi," Kyoya says. "I'll be back going to get the doctor alright?" I didn't have to answer because he saw the answer on my face.

After a couple seconds the doctor comes in smiling joyfully at me. "Hey Haruhi, you don't need to answer, I know you're so weak you can barely move. I'm just going to stick this shot in your arm so you can have a couple hours of moving and talking. It will wear off in about, let's say, two hours." The doctor answers, as he sticks the shot in my arm. A couple minutes pass and I feel my body able to move. "Better?"

"Yes, thank you." I answer.

The doctor leaves. Kyoya turns to me, "Haruhi, I thought that you were dead." Kyoya says sadly.

"For a second, me too," I say, I meant it jokingly but my voice only comes out emotionless.

"I was so sad because that meant I wouldn't get a chance to tell you how I really feel. I love you Haruhi, and I truly mean it. I love when you look out all lost in thought, I love how you're so smart, I love how you know people, and how to fix their problems, I love how you don't judge everyone based on looks, gender, and class, I love how you sometimes look out with big eyes, and I love how you know what's wrong with someone, and try to fix it. I love being around you, being with you at night when I'm always all alone, how you help me with my work instead of letting me go at it alone. I love all of you Haruhi, I love… you." Kyoya says sweetly looking at me smiling.

"When we were in Host Club I was sad that I didn't get a chance to be alone with you." I said tears in my eyes. "I think it's even weirder though, I thought it was weird to confess to a boy I love him in the Host Club, but I guess it's also weird here."

"Haruhi?"

"But I love how you are so smart, even smarter than the rest of your family, and they don't give you credit, I love how you are actually, secretly, very romantic, I love it when you pull me into your arms, or being around you because I feel so safe with you. I love it when you're explaining things, and when you talk you push your glasses up your nose. How I know the real side of you, I love how you care so much about business. I love it when you're around Tamaki, because you act like you two aren't friends, when secretly he was your first friend, and likes you so much because you are you. I even love your sharp tongue because I know you never mean it, and how you'd never do something to hurt, well, intentionally hurt me. But most of all, I love you for being you. I truly love you Kyoya." I say, the tears still running down my cheeks. Kyoya cups my face and wipes my tears away.

"Then, let's seal the deal that we will always love each other with a kiss." Kyoya says smirking. We lean in and kiss the first in a while; my heart beats uncontrollably as the passion scorches my heart. We hear footsteps and jerk away; I touch my lips remembering the feeling. The Host Club walks in.

"Haru-chan, are you feeling better now?" Honey asks.

"Yes, I'm feeling fine." I say.

"Glad you're awake, Hikaru, and milord have been crying and whining non-stop since you've got here." Kaoru says sending a smile my way.

"I was not! If anyone was being a crybaby it's been milord." Hikaru says quickly.

"I wasn't crying I was just being worried about my daughter! Is it not common for a father to be worried about his daughters well being? " Tamaki asks rushed.

Hikaru and Kaoru tease Tamaki for a bit when I enterupt then, "What happened to me anyways? I remember what happened, but I mean why was my body acting that way?"

Everyone goes silent and look at their feet, finally Kyoya answers, "You've been drugged with a poison, Haruhi." I felt my body stiffen at his sentence. Drugged, with a poison?

To be continued…