Chapter 6: Matters of Conscience and Heart

A/N: Drama ensues! Just a quick warning!

On Monday, Kira noticed all the kids—mostly the girls—were acting weird around her and she got suspicious. As she walked to class, she saw that papers were taped on the walls and read that they were about her. Her eyes and ears began to burn when she saw the one was about her unborn baby and another was about her promiscuous behavior that she didn't have. After being shunned by her ex, she pushed everyone away and never got intimate with anyone again. How would anyone know of these secrets? She only told Kyoya.

Fury burned in her chest when she realized that he told her secrets. How could she be so in trusting him? Tears welled up in her eyes and she began crying brokenly. That ass Kyoya…she would kill him. When she got her hands around his neck…She just couldn't face him or anyone else, so she ran to the girls' restroom and hid. She slammed the door shut and latched, her lower jaw trembling.

As she sat on the cold tile floor, she began sobbing out loud and revealed her broken heart. Why was she so stupid? Why did she have to have a hostile pregnancy that resulted in miscarriage? Why did she have sex with that boy in the first place? Why, God, why? She cried until her throat was sore, her head ached, and her voice was hoarse. She cried for her innocence that she lost and the death of her unborn baby. She rested the side of her head on the stall wall and stared at the ground, shaking her head slowly.

…

Tamaki was worried for Kira. He noticed that she was absent from English and Math, so he went to see his father, the chairman of Ouran. He hoped his dad wouldn't be difficult and would listen to him. He had to keep the visit subtle so Kyoya wouldn't know. As the blond walked down the halls, he found papers—more like white trash—about Kira's secrets—the same secrets that Kyoya told him last night when they were setting up the host meeting. How the hell would anyone know of them? He was pretty sure that the halls were empty when he and Kyoya met up.

Feeling fury burn in his chest, Tamaki pulled some of the papers off and stormed off in the direction of his father's office, clenching his fists. He didn't even knock on the door of the office; he just stormed in, holding the papers in his hands. His father looked surprised of Tamaki's presence and hung up on whoever he was talking to so he could consult Tamaki.

"Tamaki, what are you doing out of class?" asked Yuzuru Suoh, sounding a bit mad at his son for cutting class.

"Look at this!" shouted Tamaki, thrusting the papers on his father's desk.

As he read each one, Yuzuru's eyes narrowed more and more. "'Kira the slut aborted her own baby,'" he read angrily.

He looked up at Tamaki and then glared at the papers. "Who did this, Tamaki?" he demanded, dark eyes flashing. "Would you have a slight clue of who did this?"

"Yes, I do," replied Tamaki coldly, grinding his teeth together. "Yumiko, Su, and Mari, I'm sure of it. From day one, those girls hated Kira for insulting me and they've been talking trash about her. How would they know of Kira's secrets, though?"

"Son," said Yuzuru, calming down, "you were here Sunday night with Kyoya, right?"

"Yes," replied Tamaki, nodding. "I was discussing with him what we were going to do for club today. He told me that Kira had sex with an old boyfriend and had a miscarriage that resulted of a hostile pregnancy. It scarred her for life. I swore I'd never tell anyone about this."

"Son," sighed Yuzuru wearily, rubbing his temples as he recalled last night, "Su, Mari, and Yumiko were here last night listening in. I caught them outside the music room but they ran off, looking triumphant. I guess you can guess the rest."

"Goddammit!" cried Tamaki, slamming a fist on the desk. "Why!? I just—!" He gave up and sighed sadly, placing a hand on his forehead.

Poor Kira, he thought, thinking of the girl who was surely suffering from this. Poor, poor Kira.

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At lunch, Kira went into the lunch room and saw her worst nightmare. Girls were holding Baby Borns and were squirting them with ketchup, making it look like the babies were bleeding to death. Her head began spinning and her breaths grew rapid as she walked numbly amongst the laughing kids. She bowed her head and had to keep herself from falling apart. Tears rolled down her ashen cheeks as she approached the three masterminds behind this.

"Oh, look," said Su loudly in a mean voice, "it's the slut!" The words cut Kira like a blade across her jugular.

"You stupid bitches!" screamed Kira, sobbing violently. "You fucking bitches!"

Before they could speak, Kira punched Su right in the nose, knocking her out, and then slapped Mari harshly across the face, making her fall to the ground. As she advanced on Yumiko, she felt herself getting bodily restrained by three strong people. She looked back and saw that Mori, Hikaru, and Kaoru were restraining her. It was useless to struggle against them, but she just settled with sobbing loudly in their arms as she struggled against them.

"Kira, Kira," said Hikaru in a strained tone as he held her, gripping her tightly, "calm down, please…Get ahold of yourself…"

Finally, she relaxed enough and they released her but then she turned to run out. Before she could, she bumped into Kyoya, who caught her in his arms, and began weeping again. He rubbed her back and told her to stay there so he could handle this. When he released her, he walked right up to the girls and glared at them evilly, causing them to recoil.

"You think this is funny, don't you!?" he demanded everyone angrily in a loud voice. "You don't even know her so leave her alone or I'll let the Ootori private police take care of this! Do you understand me!? Leave Kira alone!"

The room fell silent at that and some of the kids bowed their heads in guilt. Kyoya went back to the crying girl and gave her a hug but she pushed him back. Suddenly, she slapped him across the face and glared at him, her eyes bright with anger and tears.

"How dare you!?" she screamed loudly. "I trusted you and you lied to me! Just stay away from me, Kyoya Ootori, and don't ever come near me!" With that, she ran out of the cafeteria, looking angrier than she ever was in her life.

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Kyoya just stood there numbly, letting his bangs hide his eyes, but didn't speak of move. He replayed the slap, her angry words, and her sobbing in his mind. He paid no heed to anyone or anything until he felt himself collapse to his knees. Suddenly, the twins, Mori, and Honey were at his side, saying his name.

"Kyoya-senpai, are you okay?" the twins asked in unison, close to his ear. He felt their hands on his back as if to support him.

"That was harsh," remarked Hikaru quietly, sounding sad.

"Who knew Kira could be so mean?" added Kaoru sadly, shaking his head.

"No," said Kyoya finally, standing to his feet steadily. "Kira…is not to blame. It was all my fault…" With that, Kyoya resolutely left the room, feeling tears run down his cheeks.

I'm so sorry, Kira, he was thinking as he walked. I really am…

…

When Kira got home, she ran up to her bedroom, dodging her parents, and threw herself on the bed, weeping her eyes out. Images of her four-month pregnant belly, the hospital, and the blood that covered the bathroom floor. Finally, she cried out loud and wept even harder.

"My baby!" she cried in a heartbreaking tone. "I'm so sorry! Mama's so sorry! Mama would take it back if she could!"

She continued weeping until she felt hollow and tired. How could she be so stupid? How could she trust Kyoya with her secrets and let him stab her in the back? She liked him, really liked him, but those feelings were gone. They were nonexistent now. Yet she still felt bitter about yelling at him. What she said to him was out of line, but she couldn't apologize now. He probably wouldn't accept it.

"I'm sorry, Kyoya," she whispered wearily, shaking her head. "I'm so sorry…"

Despite all the hurt and stress she felt, Kira curled up in her bed and dreamt of faceless strangers torturing her verbally.

…

Kyoya numbly walked into his room, collapsed onto his bed, and closed his eyes. A huge headache began to throb in his temples and a groan escaped his lips. This day needed to end. He was so exhausted. Oh, Kira, he thought, seeing her sadness before his eyes. I'm so sorry…

A knock on his door woke him of his daydreams and he realized he had been asleep for three hours. His glasses were askew and his eyes were heavy with exhaustion. The person who knocked came in without warning and Kyoya saw his father walking towards him, looking angry. Tamaki's father probably let slip that Kira and Kyoya had that fight and now Yoshio was here to punish him for it. Honestly, Kyoya wouldn't take it anymore. He was through being a puppet on strings.

"Would you care to explain what happened at school today!?" demanded Yoshio without preamble, sounding pissed.

"When have you ever cared!?" Kyoya retorted sharply, without thinking. He was too angry to consider the words that came out. Usually, Kyoya always thought before he spoke. Today was not one of those days.

Yoshio looked surprised but then he regained decorum and gave his son a glare. "What did you just say to me!?" His voice lowered to a dangerous hiss. If Kyoya was using his mind, he would have been afraid of the tone of his father's voice.

"You heard me," was Kyoya's cold reply, fisting his hands. "I am done! I will not hurt Kira anymore! You see others as pawns, Father, even your own children! Well, guess what, I'm done with being your puppet! I make my life what I make it, and no one can tell me what to do! Not you, not Tamaki, or anybody else!" With that, Kyoya stormed out of his room, leaving his angry father and shocked sister behind.

To hell with them, he thought as he trekked the cold, empty street. I'm no one's puppet, not anymore!

A/N: Big curveball, huh, guys! I hope you don't hate it! Please be kind in your comments! R&R please!