Author's notes: Well, the reviewers were unanimous: HOW COULD I KILL OFF KLAUS? Just one quick reminder: He's not dead yet, folks. That's the only hint I'm giving.

I'm sorry I didn't update for so long… I had acting camp for three weeks, and then I had vacation… yeah. And then there's the fact that I have like six new story ideas, and I keep getting them mixed up. And then, I had (dundundun) writer's block.

And as for the promised sequel, I've decided to make this story longer and not write a sequel. But a new ASOUE story is in the making. It's called Unfortunate Side Story. And, if you can't tell from the title, it's loosely based on West Side Story, and is Isadora-Klaus.

Chapter Eleven: Hiding the Truth Part I

The next day, the doctor let Klaus go home. Klaus had a long conversation with him about the fact that he didn't want the girls to know about his condition. After a long time of trying to persuade him, Klaus finally succeeded.

Since none of the children had a car, the kindhearted doctor offered a ride back to the mansion. He raised his eyebrows when he saw where they were living.

"Isn't this place abandoned? Why are you staying here?" he asked.

"Umm…"

"Forget it- I shouldn't have asked. Now, you'll be all right? You're sure you and your friends don't need anything?"

"We're fine."

"If you say so…"

Klaus rang the doorbell, and Isadora answered.

"Miss me?" he asked.

Isadora answered with a passionate kiss.

"So… you're okay? I mean, no more getting sick or going to the hospital?" Izzy asked him.

"Uh…" Klaus hated lying to her. "Yeah. No more of that."

They then proceeded to a make-out session on the couch. This lasted for a few minutes, until Duncan walked in.

"Eww, gross…" he muttered. Isadora looked up and blushed. Klaus started coughing.

"I-I'll be back in a minute," he said between coughs, covering his mouth to hide any blood that might come.

He quickly walked to the restroom, and used a dark washcloth to wipe away the blood that eventually came. Klaus looked at his reflection. He had lost a lot of weight in his stay at the hospital. He looked skinnier, and his face looked almost hollow.

Klaus walked out to Isadora and Duncan's worried faces.

"Are you okay?" Izzy inquired. Duncan was silent, for once in his life.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just a cold, I guess," Klaus answered.

"As long as you don't end up in the hospital again," his girlfriend replied as she snuggled close to him.

"Izzy," Duncan finally said, "that means you have to hold up on the tongue action for awhile- just in case."

Klaus gave him a dirty look.

"Well, it's getting late. Why don't you get ready for bed?" Klaus said. He needed to talk to Duncan alone.

Isadora walked up the stairs.

"I'm dying, and you deprive me of making out with my girlfriend?" Klaus said with a small chuckle.

"Well, your girlfriend just happens to be my sister and I don't want her getting sick!" Quigley answered as he walked in the room.

"Dude- tuberculosis isn't contagious!" Duncan said.

All three teenagers laughed.

"But seriously," he continued, "this is going to be harder then we thought."

Author's notes: Well, hopefully I'll start updating faster. By the way, the new hit counter has made me realize how many people there are who read my stories but don't review. PLEASE review people! Think of it as a birthday present (even though my birthday was last week…) to me! LOL Just kidding. But please review.