A/N: Crap! I've had this chapter written for ages, why didn't I post it? Errrr….

Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club, if I did then a second season would be done or in the works.

I'm not actually sure if a second season is the best option. But they didn't have to leave us hanging! They could have just jumped a little bit into the future and told us the outcomes for love, marriage, and such.

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"He's stable. It wasn't fatal."

Kyouya heard the words but he had no clue had spoken them. He had attempted to open his eyes a few minutes ago and all he had achieved was a mind splitting headache. The voices continued.

"When will he able to go home?" A male voice.

"He should be fine as soon as he wakes up, but he needs to take better care of himself. By our charts his blood sugar is low, he's too thin for his height, and he seems to have lost noticeable amounts of blood in a small period of time. Although his fainting was probably caused by a mixture of shock and heat." Also a male voice.

"Well…he-he's been through quite a lot lately. I'll watch over him. I'd hate…hate to have anything happen to him." Kyouya remarked upon the tone of the speaker. He sounded truly sad. Why would that be?

And all of a sudden it all came rushing back to him. His began to throb at the impact of all his thoughts. He threw himself into a sitting position and held his head as his head gave a particular jolt of pain.

All he could see were blurs as two figures raced over. One slid his eyelid open and proceeded to shine a bright light straight into his eye. Kyouya couldn't help but let out a yell of pain. He forced his head away and shot his hand up, coming in contact with a piece of metal; the flashlight.

"Kyouya! Your awake!" he finally recognized this voice to belong to Tamaki. He didn't dare open his eyes to look at his blonde friend.

"Can I get some painkillers?" Kyouya moaned, putting his palm on his forehead and laying back once more. He heard some shuffling of steps and small, "Of course," and then all was quiet.

Kyouya ran over what the doctor-he assumed as the second man in the room-had said about his condition. What had he said first? Blood sugar is too low. Probably not eating the right foods.

And then, too thin for his height. Well, of course that was the matter. Just thinking of the sight of his family's bodies lying in that coffin made him purge his stomach of his contents. It truly wasn't his fault. It just made him ill to think about it, and how could he not think about it?

It might also relate to the fact that he didn't very often. Most of the time he kept busy to delay his thoughts or fell into deep thought. He just didn't have time to eat. That soup he had made? It all went to Haruhi's father as a gift. Luckily, he had saved it from burning.

Then the doctor had gone to say something about losing blood. That would be harder to explain. He not resorted to self-mutilation but he seemed to get hurt often. There was the incident with the knife, he had cut himself on the broken shards of his glasses, and when he usually purged so often he ended up coughing up blood. It wasn't serious so he had never mentioned it to anyone. He had to deal with his own problems.

But what had the doctor said that had caused this? Shock and heat. The shock part probably hit the mark exactly. The heat was a little mysterious. Maybe that's why he had been burning up the day he had collapsed.

The day he had collapsed! How long had he been here for? Kyouya forced his eyes open, a searing pain following. He kept them open and desperately searched for something that indicated the date.

Nothing.

Kyouya heard a noise behind him. He turned to find Tamaki, holding a small bottle and a glass of water. He had a bright smile drawn across his face. He held out the water and the pills.

Kyouya ignored them and demanded what day is was from Tamaki. How long had he been here?

"Oh…it's been two days since we found you. You've woken up quite a few times I expect, but you hadn't actually come out of the daze. Don't worry I have all your homework assignments and your lectures taped. See, father does plan ahead!"

Kyouya nodded his head in gratitude and reached for the pills. There were five in the bottle. He was sure he wasn't supposed to take them all but his mind wasn't completely registering things.

He tipped the bottle over and sent all five into his mouth. His hand brought the water up to his mouth and he had swallowed them before Tamaki could make a protest.

"Oh mother!"

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Kyouya was seated in the backseat of the Hitachiin limo. The twins had offered to drive everyone home. Since Hunny and Mori's homes were closest they would start there.

Kyouya was seated between Tamaki and Kaoru. Next to Kaoru was Hikaru and then Haruhi, followed by Mori and then Hunny. He felt a little cramped as Tamaki kept attempting to hug him and Kaoru kept scooting over to avoid his brother's flailing arms. He seemed to be telling a story to the other end of the car. He paid no attention.

Instead he turned towards Tamaki and asked the question on the tip of his tongue.

"How did I end up in the hospital? Who found me?" he kept his voice quiet so only Tamaki would hear. No such luck. The entire car turned their faces towards him. Kyouya simply ignored them and continued to look at Tamaki.

Tamaki looked rather embarrassed before replying, "Kaoru went to look for you after he had delivered your message to me. You left some of your notes behind and he wanted to return them to you. He heard the running faucet and made a good guess that you were there.

"And he stayed with you and called us from his phone. We told the ladies the predicament and they immediately left. One had dialed an ambulance before she left. And before you knew it we were at the hospital." Tamaki was quiet for a moment. "We-we thought you had done it."

Kyouya's brow furrowed. "Like attempted suicide I'm assuming?" He sounded so smooth saying it. Tamaki looked over at him with surprise.

"Well yes, but-"

"So, I'm assuming they know about my father and brothers'…conditions?"

"They overheard the doctor say it! I didn't know-"

"Of course," with these last words Kyouya made it clear he was done talking. He let his head fall back onto the cushioned seat. He heard Tamaki grumble once or twice but he made no attempt to protest.

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"Kyouya," he felt a hand on his shoulder, shaking him. He raised a hand and batted it away, turning the other way. A small snigger caused him to snap his eyes open.

He was greeted with the sight of Hikaru and Kaoru standing over him. Hikaru seemed to be the one that had laughed and Kaoru looked about halfway there.

"You fell asleep again!" the twins said in union. They threw out their hands. "Tamaki told us not to wake you, but you have a visitor."

Kyouya watched as the twins parted to reveal…his sister!

"Kyouya!" she cried upon catching sight of him. She ran up to him and threw her arms around him, crying into his shoulder. "I'm so sorry I couldn't get here sooner! Oh, I missed you so much!"

Kyouya's moth hung open. His sister…was standing there and hugging him. He looked into her eyes as she pulled away. Her face was creased with hurt and worry. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here. Please…please forgive me." Kyouya didn't move, simply stared at her. She pulled completely away and stared at the ground. "I understand. I'll see you at home brother."

She turned to leave. Kyouya watched her take slow step after slow step away from him until…

"Fuyumi," it came out as a breathy whisper. But she turned around none the less, to find Kyouya's arm around her, his head resting on her shoulder. She smiled and set a hand on his shoulder. "I've missed you so much." His words pierced her soul. He hugged her tighter, simply realizing how much he needed his sister, how desperate he was to have someone love him again, and how good it felt when the hope came back.

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A/N: Ok, ok, I know. It was short, boring, had a sucky ending, and so many other things. I had serious writer block.