Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran.
Author's Notes: I know, the cliffhangers are crazy.
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He couldn't bear it anymore. Tamaki turned on his feet and closed the door to his friend's room, leaning against it, hand on his heart. He felt incredibly guilty and selfish. All this time, Tamaki had considered Haruhi his, through all of this mess. He had pushed aside the thoughts that his best friend might care for her just as deeply, if not more than he did.
Images flashed in his head. The first night, Kyouya receiving the text. She hadn't sent it to him. She had sent it to Kyouya. He was the one who found the tape. He broke for her after watching it. He was the one who desired blood in repetance for what had been done to her.
His head began to throb as tears ran down his cheeks. He was the one who visited her late in the night. When she woke up, he kept his distance so she couldn't see his feelings. He was the one who called them together each and every time something happened. He watched over Ranka after he tried to kill himself.
For god's sake, he was the one who saved Haruhi's life! Tamaki's eyes were as big as dinner plates. When they had fallen asleep in the car, he stayed with her. He held her and treated her. And now...
He knew his friend. Kyouya was sometimes underhanded and manipulating, but he couldn't betray his friends, specifically him. Kyouya knew of Tamaki's feelings for Haruhi and drove his own into the ground.
His heart ached for the Ootori boy. This couldn't go on. Tamaki loved Haruhi, but after all that had happened, he knew that he was not the one she deserved. She deserved someone who could give her what she needed. She deserved Kyouya.
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Back at the hospital, Haruhi was having trouble breathing. Her heart rate spiked as she held Hikaru's hand for dear life. The Hitachiin boy tried to comfort her as he hit the button to call the nurse. Two nurses appeared and pushed him aside, looking at her. The doctor soon followed.
"Her lungs aren't getting enough oxygen. Can we get a breathing machine in here!?" He called out. Haruhi gasped for breath as Hikaru felt a huge sense of dread wash over him.
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"What's wrong with her?" They asked. The Host Club was currently missing two of its members.
"To tell you the truth, I really don't know. We've treated all we can and there's no sign of infections or anything like that. Her heart rate just keeps going all over the place. It's like her body really has no will to live and she keeps trying to find it."
