Chapter 10.5 (okay this can be considered the other half of Chapter 10 sorry but Chapter 10 really didn't' feel complete to me. I guess I should have waited to post it but I was excited to share it with you all. Sorry to all those I upset, and I still hope you will continue to read.)
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Warning: Not beta checked, probably some tense problems-sorry but I don't see grammar errors unless they are pointed out to me but most of the spelling should be okay. I used a spell check but sorry I don't like using dictionaries because how are you supposed to look up a word if you can't spell it to begin with? Oh and some bad language.
Dedicated to all my loyal readers (I promise this will be one of the last angst filled chapters. I shall reward you with some Hikaru and the other member's interactions and well a whole new world of angst is about to open up. Oh my I 've said way too much. So if all you want are the good smutty parts go and read my vodka story)
A shadow blocking the now opened, and very dented door reveals the presence of the Doctor. As he steps through the doorway an awkward silence fills the room.
Hikaru pulls himself out of his mother's grasp and steps just beyond her fingertips, as she reaches out for him, wanting to shield him, no both of them, from the bad news she is sure the doctor will deliver. If possible the silence grows, until it's like a shadowy substance overlapping them, threatening to consume the last lingering drops of hope that the group clings greedily to.
Kyouya clears his throat and glares at the Doctor-daring him to even try giving them bad news at this point, when Hikaru is so close to losing it completely. The Doctor smiles nervously at Kyouya and licks his dry lips; he opens his mouth, thinks twice and then closes it. He stands there before the group a muted statue, afraid to speak, to look, even afraid to move.
Hikaru devoid of any emotion walks over to the prone man, and reaches out with a trembling hand, he grasps onto the hem of the Doctor's sleeve and tugs gently three times before allowing his hands to fall limp to his sides. This contact, although brief is enough to break the Doctor of his paralysis and he looks down into Hikaru's red eyes.
"Is my brother alright?"
The Doctor smiles weakly at Hikaru, whose red eyes bore into his, and the fear returns causing the Doctor to stutter when he answers. "W..were not suuure."
Hikaru's eyes darken, the molten flames of anger are licking at the very surface of his will power, and he takes a step towards the Doctor. Who immediately takes two-steps back sensing that he has become the target of Hikaru's wrath.
Kyouya seeing what's about to happen immediately steps between Hikaru and his latest victim, he turns to the Doctor. "Will you Kindly answer my friends question?" He pauses for a moment and turns to Hikaru, letting the meaning of his words sink into both Hikaru and the Doctor. Refocusing on the Doctor, his voice now laced with ice he continues," After all, we're not sure, is not an adequate enough answer to either relieve my friend and his family or properly prepare them for the worse, wouldn't you agree?"
The Doctor eagerly nods his head, bobbing it up and down like an obedient puppy.
"Sh Kyouya what kind of people do you employ in this place? Tamaki questions as he steps up from behind Hikaru, Kyouya and the Doctor.
"Watch your language," Kyouya hisses, all to aware that Tamaki's poor word choice is the least of their problems. Tamaki's bottom lip begins to quiver and then without warning (not that it wasn't expected) he dashes off to the nearest corner and starts to cultivate mushrooms. Sighing in frustration knowing that Hikaru probably needs her more then the dumb idiot who claims to be their king, Haruhi walks over to the corner of woe, and slides down beside him.
Kyouya ignoring Tamaki's usual antics glares at the Doctor, who still hasn't answered although a good five seconds have gone by since Kyouya has started the inquisition.
"Well?" Hikaru demands.
The Doctor looks back and forth between the two, one with the power to not only fire him but also ruin his and any future generation's career's forever, and the other filled with an all to real blood lust. Aware of the impact his answer will have on not only the group but his very life, he slowly opens his mouth and then the words flow out in a mad dash, that are practically incompressible. "Yourbrotherjusthadsurgeryandisinstableconditionbut…"
"Slower." Kyouya snarls, causing the Doctor to stop in mid-sentence.
"Sorry," the Doctor replies sheepishly, he swallows, takes a deep breath and then continues at a much slower healthier pace. "He just finished surgery, he is in stable condition but he's not out of the woods yet. There is still an all to real possibility that something can go wrong."
Hikaru glares at the Doctor, his red eyes clouded over with malice and hate. "So what you are saying is that Kaoru can still die?"
"Yes," The Doctor confirms before bolting out of Hikaru's reach and through the opened door. Once he was safely on the other side of the ICU unit he turned back to the waiting room, and peered at the group. "I can take immediate family members in one at a time to see him, for only ten minute intervals."
Miss Hitchiin steps forward she glances back at Hikaru, who's too busy glaring at the Doctor to even notice his mother's movement. She walks through the threshold and stands beside the Doctor. She turns to him an apology stapled onto her face. "You'll have to excuse my son, he doesn't deal well with these kind of things, especially when Karou's concerned." She dabs elegantly at her eyes with a lace handkerchief. The Doctor smiles warmly at her, "No that's alright this kind of behavior is expected with them being twins and all."
Miss Hitchiin nods her head, "Yes and my sons are very close. So that's why…"
"That's the understatement of the year," Kyouya mumbles loudly.
Miss Hitchiin frowns and glances at Kyouya with confusion. "What's that suppose to mean."
From her part of the corner of Woe, Haruhi jumps to her feet and cautiously walks towards the newest impending disaster.
"I am just saying that if it wasn't for your sons 'closeness' Kaoru probably wouldn't be in this mess," Kyouya stated.
"Kyouya, this isn't the time for that," Haruhi warned, but it was too late Hikaru's rage filled eyes fell onto Kyouya.
"Time for what?" Miss Hitchiin takes a step back towards the group. "Hikaru what is this all about?"
The Doctor sensing that he wanted no part of this turns away from the group. "Why don't I give you all a moment, I will return in five minutes or so and will take you to your son," He says quietly before dashing away.
"Oh so it's all my fault then?" Hikaru shouts turning to face Kyouya who is now standing directly in front of him. Hikaru re-clinches his hands his fists shake at his sides.
"Well if you hadn't chosen to…" Kyouya pauses he brings his left index finger to his mouth and places it against his bottom lip, he leaves it there for a moment before he removes it and flashes Hikaru a fake smile."…Become possessive of your brother in such a way, he would never have run out of the room and thus would never have had a run in with a drunk driver. So yeah I guess in a way it was your fault."
"Kyouya you're really out of line," Haruhi's soft voice fills the room as she comes up from behind Hikaru. "Look grief makes people do strange things so I understand that you two want to place blame, but how is this helping Kaoru?"
Kyouya looks at Haruhi, guilt lingering in his eyes. He turns his gaze to Hikaru's anger glazed orbs.
"And what about you?" Hikaru's voice is cracking, "What about your part in this if I am guilty then so are you."
Kyouya's eyes darken, his entire frame shakes he leans dangerously close to Hikaru, "funny because the last time I checked only one of us kissed your brother and it sure the hell wasn't me!"
A stunned silence fills the room as all eyes leave the two boys and fall onto Miss Hitchiin's shocked face. "What? Hikaru…? What does he mean? Kiss? Hikaru…what did you do?"
"You stupid bastard…." Hikaru's breathing increases his eyes narrow, and without warning he grabs Kyouya's wrists and throws him backwards against the walls, using his own weight to propel them.
Pinned underneath him Kyouya starts to laugh a hollow sound that vibrates off of the walls and bounces across the room. "You don't' waste time do you?"
Hikaru breathes heavily against Kyouya's neck, hot tears fall from his eyes and slide down his face, dripping onto Kyouya's beet colored face. He releases his hold on Kyouya's wrists and allows his hands to fall lifeless to his sides. "Why didn't you just let me go, why did you have to stop me? He was calling me, if you hadn't stopped me… It's your fault, my Kaoru could die and it's all your fault."
Kyouya's voice is like poison grading on Hikaru's last nerve, "If he really was yours he would never have left. It was quite clear to everyone in that room Kaoru didn't want to go there. He didn't' want to but you forced…"
Hikaru grabs onto Kyouya and begins to shake him, "Oh and who did he want then? You don't honestly think someone like you would be good enough? That's it isn't it, you want what I have you're just jealous that you couldn't have him."
Kyouya sneers at him.
"It's true isn't it, I see the way you look at him. Admit it Kyouya you stopped me because you want him. You can't bare the thought of Kaoru being with anyone else but you in fact you hate the idea." He lowers his voice until it's a seductive whisper, " You hate the fact that it's me he crawls into bed with everyone night, that he holds me as he dreams, that when he comes it's my name he screams."
"Good God Hikaru what are you saying?" Mrs. Hitchiin cries from her spot in the middle of the room. Her hands covering her face fall to her side as she stares at her son a mixture of horror, disbelief and disgust haunt her eyes.
Kyouya turns away from Hikaru, who is still clinging to him, and faces Mrs. Hitchiin, "How does it feel to know your son wants to fuck his brother?"
The slap comes out of the blue, Kyouya moves out of Hikaru's grasp and turns to face Renge. He blinks at her in surprise, "What the hell?"
"That's enough, haven't you hurt each other enough? And now how could you Kyouya, how could you do that to that poor women. God will you think for a moment, you make me sick." She spins away from him and marches towards the exit of the waiting room. She pauses for a second looking in Mrs. Hitchiin's direction, "I am sorry I just can't stand to be near him right now," and then she turns away and leaves the waiting room.
Kyouya stares after her, "the stupid bitch that was really uncalled for."
"No Kyouya, you went too far, what you did was uncalled for." Tamaki hisses from the middle of the room, where he is helping to support the very overwhelmed Mrs. Hitchiin who is glaring in Hikaru's direction.
"Please tell me this isn't true?"
Hikaru looks sheepishly at his mother, "I…."
Mrs. Hitchiin collapses to the ground, sobs racking her body. "It's wrong Hikaru, it's so wrong."
Hikaru pushes past Kyouya, his anger suddenly forgotten, he walks to his mother and tries to pull her out of Tamaki's embrace, but she pushes him away. "Tell me it's not true," she demands tears spilling across her face. "Please tell me it's not true."
Hikaru shakes his head sadly, "I can't." He turns from his mother afraid of the rejection he surely will receive now. Haruhi gently places her right hand on his shoulder but even this acceptance will not draw away the pain of his mother's dismissal.
"But it's wrong," she repeats pulling herself to her feet. Tamaki also stands, hovering close in case she collapses again.
Hikaru brushes Haruhi's hand away and steps towards the still open
ICU door, he pauses on its threshold looking back at his mother, "Since when is love wrong?" Not waiting for an answer he turns completely from the others and crosses the threshold.
He pauses on the other side before walking towards the first room located in the ICU ward. He peers in an elderly man struggles for breath within, a sad story but not one he can change, and so he moves on.
He repeats this until he comes to the third to last door on the right hand side of the hospital wing, tucked inside a private room, lying prone in a bed, tubes and other medical equipment surrounding him is Kaoru. Hikaru stands in the hall peering in at his brother, and now not so secret love, before taking a deep breath and crossing the threshold.
As he approaches his twin's bed, two golden orbs open and stare at him, a longing he never knew he could possibly feel fills him and even though he knows it might cause Kaoru more danger in the long run, he rushes to the bed, then collapses onto it, as his beautiful, very much alive Kaoru pulls him into his arms.
"I am sorry," Kaoru's voice is barely a whisper and raspy, "I should have never fault you. Hikaru I…"
"It's okay," Hikaru mummers, as Kaoru's eyes grow dim and slide close. "Just sleep now, we'll talk later." He leans up and gently kisses Kaoru's forehead.
Moments later Hikaru closes his own eyes, and drifts off finally secure in the thought that nothing could take him away from his twin. From the doorway Mrs. Hitchiin watches, a sad expression painted on her face, "Yes, sometimes even love can be wrong." She turns from the door giving her sons one final moment of bliss before the storm will hit, and the awful reality of right and wrong came crashing down on them.
TBC.