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An ordinary day for the students at Ouran High School, an elite academy for students of high pedigree. But not for a specific club, the Host Club. Led by the princely Tamaki, the club-whose other members include the "Shadow King" Kyouya, the mischievous Hitachiin twins, and the childlike Haninozuka "Honey" and his strong protector Mori—is where handsome boys with too much time on their hands entertain the girls in the academy.
Inside the abandoned Music Room #3, the members of the said club can be heard arguing.
He sighed, "I told you that I'm fine." Kyouya, the vice-president says. "And, how many times do I have to repeat myself?" He continued as he fixed his glasses.
He looked so serious, and animatedly you can see some black auras surrounding him. The other hosts laugh awkwardly. They are nervous.
"He-he-he, right! We are done for today, right? I'll go first." Tamaki, the president says as he rushed outside the room.
The remaining hosts looked meaningfully at each other. They bid their goodbyes then run off the room. Kyouya who remains just sigh, from exhaustion.
He got his phone then dialed a number. It rang three times, before someone answered from the other line.
"How is she?" He asked. He just sighed. "Okay, I'll be there." He said then dropped the call.
He fixed his things and shut his laptop. Then leave the room. Because having his mind somewhere else, he didn't notice that he was being followed. He arrived at the ground floor where his driver, Tachibana is waiting for him.
He silently enters the car, he didn't bother opening his laptop or do something about his work. Which is very not so him. He pinched the bridge of his nose, then closed his eyes and his mind flew somewhere else again.
After a while, he arrived at his destination. His driver opened the car door for him, he then stepped out of the car.
He took a deep breath before entering the hospital, which belongs to his family of course. Kyouya Ootori comes from a family of businessmen that involves medicine.
When he entered, the staff notice his presence they bowed and greeted him. He didn't bother acknowledging their presence. He just walked straight to the elevator. Someone pressed the button to their designated floor.
As he stepped outside the elevator, a doctor is waiting for him. He bowed then greeted Kyouya. He gestures Kyouya to follow him. They entered a room, which belongs to the doctor.
He gave Kyouya the results that he asked yesterday. Test results, lab results, everything. They also discussed something. When they're done. Kyouya decided to leave the room.
When he is outside, he was bombarded by questions. He looked at them annoyingly, imaginary black auras start to spread and the room starts to be cold than the usual.
"What the hell are you doing here?!" he asked a little loud and irritably. His fellow hosts start to nudge at each other. They were nervous. "Speak! Before I ask someone to cut your tongues." Kyouya commanded.
But to his dismay, they answered at the same time. He snapped his fingers, then men in black appear. They hold them then covered their mouths except for the other two.
Mitskuni "Honey" Haninozuka (a boy who looks like a kid, but is older than Kyoya by three years) and Takashi "Mori" Morinozuka (He is the same age as Honey, but tall. They are cousins.) They both come from a family of fighters. Which obviously would just bring another headache for Kyouya if his men were defeated.
"Honey-senpai, why are you here?" He asks a little calmer than earlier. Honey looked at his cousin, Mori. Then he looked to Kyouya.
"Because we are worried about you. You are not in your usual self for the whole week." Honey answered in a child's voice. Kyouya sighed. He waved his right hand, his men let go of everyone, and in a second they were all gone. Tamaki clings into his arms.
"Mommy! What did the doctor say? Are you going to die?" Tamaki asked with fake tears streaming down his face. They started to speak at the same time, again. Kyouya removes Tamaki's hands to his arms.
He looked at them annoyingly. "Keep quiet, or else." He said as he glared at each of them. They gulped then shut their mouths. For the nth time, Kyouya sighed.
"First: Don't speak even if I'm done," he said, they nodded like a puppy. "Second: I am not sick," he said, Tamaki was about to speak when he glared at him.
"Lastly: Leave now." He said then started to walk away. But having an annoying friend, he was stopped.
"No, senpai." the twins said in unison as they held Kyouya's shoulders. "We-" said one of the twins, then "want-" followed by the other one. "answers." the twins said in unison again.
Kyouya sigh in defeat. "Follow me," he said. They followed him silently and curiously as they enter inside the elevator. No one spoke or they were just busy thinking what may Kyouya show to them.
They arrived on the 18th floor. They looked around to see a different floor. Doctors and nurses that saw Kyouya bowed at him. He nods at them.
"This floor belongs to family members or the likes," he said to avoid them asking. They followed Kyouya as he stopped in front of a door. Which have two guard-like men in black into each side of the door. They bowed.
He took a deep breath first, before holding the doorknob. He opened the door then entered. He was followed by his fellow host club members.
They were quiet as they enter a refreshing room. You can see a transparent glass wall with a garden-like view.
When they entered the room fully, they roam their eyes. They saw a beautiful maiden, lying in bed with flowers surrounding her. A maiden with long black hair, with bangs covering up to her eyes.
"She's sleeping peacefully." they all thought. Kyouya comes to her side then held her hand. Whispers something into her ear, then kissed her forehead.
The other host was shocked to see Kyouya being so affectionate. Kyouya Ootori, never as in never. Even in their dreams to see him like that.
Kyouya clears his throat that brought them back from their thoughts. "This is, Haruhi Fujioka." he said.
How was it? This is my first ever fanfiction. I hope you like it! You can like it, only if you do. And put a review, I'll appreciate it. Thank you!