Chapter 23
You're to blame
Tamaki was in a blind panic. Where was Haruhi! He'd enlisted the help of the twins and they were prowling through the night club searching each face for her. But she was nowhere in sight. Tamaki thought he would just keel over right there and then. He'd lost Haruhi!
"Have you seen this beautiful innocent little girl?" Tamaki demanded running up the bartender a picture of Haruhi already flipped out and shoved at the guy. The man took it with an irritated look.
"Oh, yea she left a while back with a tall gentlemen." The bartender handed back the picture to a very pale Tamaki.
"What did this man look like?" Tamaki questioned hoarsely.
"He was young looking, tall, dark hair and dark eyes. Looked kinda messy to be leaving with such a pretty girl." Tamaki felt his heart constrict. Who was this stranger Haruhi had left with?
Tamaki ran from the club and started to shout Haruhi's name out into the cool night air. But it was useless she was nowhere in sight and definitely not able to hear his voice no matter how loud he panicked.
She was gone…
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How did this happen? Kyouya wondered as he hunkered behind the couch the fabric was old and smelled of memories. Memories he'd once shared here with Haruhi, ones where she laughed and so did he. He always thought the sound was strange, his laughter, but she loved it. That however was nowhere close to what he was hearing at the moment. He was hearing Haruhi's shrill screams and the sound of another broken item shatter above his head.
"Haruhi calm down, please. You are being ridiculous!" Kyouya shouted as he peeked his head above the couch. She let out a screech of what he assumed was rage and threw a small vase that had been nearby. He ducked and he went flying past his head to smash against the far wall. She was still "half naked" as she had put it when she woke up, and throwing anything she got her hands on. He had a small gash by his eye where a book had met its target. Red stains dotted against his white shirt where the blood had dripped.
"What the hell are you doing here!" She screamed yet again. Kyouya quickly dashed from behind the couch and latched his arms around Haruhi's tiny body when she bent to pick up something else to chuck at him.
"Haruhi, please." Kyouya begged squeezing her tighter as she kicked and flailed out. He stumbled backwards falling on to the couch that had been his shield only seconds again. She grunted as his arms tightened. He tried to wrap his legs around hers as they kicked out brutally looking for something to hurt him.
"Let me go!" She screamed pushing against his arms with all her might. She sent her elbow flying backwards into his side, he winced and she took his lapse in strength to push forward which ended with her face planting it on the floor with Kyouya on top. He quickly rolled her over straddled her hips and pushed her wrists down roughly. His hair waved in front of his face and her splashed out on the floor.
"Haruhi!" He shouted. She bucked her hips and kicked crying out. Kyouya struggled to keep her down but she finally calmed down but tears were gushing from her eyes and she closed them unwilling to see the anguish in his eyes as he watched.
"Haruhi, please can I explain?" He asked carefully easing his weight off her but not getting off completely. Haruhi didn't answer only laid there in silence broken things scattered around them. When she didn't speak he took that as permission to speak.
"You were at a night club, do you remember?" Haruhi's eyes opened, but she didn't watch him, her tears continued to pump out. "You were drinking and dancing, I took you home. That's all. That's all that happened." He smoothed her hair back from her scalp. "I promise you my dear. Nothing happened." He leaned forward and kissed her head. She sobbed suddenly and began to tremble beneath him.
"Haruhi, oh Haruhi." He gathered her from the floor and squeezed her form against his chest. Her heart pulsed out against his chest as she wound her arms wound hesitantly around his neck.
"Kyouya!" Haruhi gasped suddenly.
"Kyouya! I knew you were to blame for this." Tamaki's voice broke out suddenly and Kyouya felt the back of his shirt being grabbed. Before he could do anything he was being dragged away from Haruhi. She sat in a pile of tears screaming at Tamaki to let him go.