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Disclaimer: Ouran High School Host Club doesn't belong to me, nor do its characters. Kyo, on the other hand, does belong to me, and so does the plot. I've even drawn a picture of Kyo recently, but I'm not sure if a link will work very well in this so… just visit my deviantART: [.com]

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Previously in Grim Fate:

A soft shuffling arose from Haruhi's bed, and everyone turned their attention to her; Her head was moving from side to side, her eyes contorting slightly, as though she were trying to wake up. Tamaki placed a hand on her shoulder and gently squeezed it, calling her name softly.

The world seemed to have stopped for a moment as every eye stared at her. Everyone had been so anxious, so nervous, for the past few days, just waiting for her to wake back up and to let them all know that she was alright. The room seemed to pulse with the collective heartbeats of all of those closest to her. Kyo looked around nervously, now unsure on whether he should be this close to her or not.

Slowly, very slowly, Haruhi opened her eyes.

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Haruhi blinked a few times, clearing her vision of the irritating layer of film that had covered her eyes during her sleep. Her head...no...her entire body felt heavy as she tried moving around. Several cords dangled in and out of her vision as she moved. With her neck muscles protesting slightly as she moved, she tilted her head to one side. Standing beside her was Tamaki. His face was worrisome, yet he looked utterly overjoyed to see her. He smiled down at her comfortingly, his hand rubbing her shoulder softly. It took a lot more energy than she thought it would, but she returned the kind gesture, smiling kindly at him.

Turning her vision downward slightly, she looked past Tamaki to see who else was there. At the end of the bed, she saw the rest of the Host Club, all of whom were smiling at her as well. She smiled back at them. Honey made a funny little gesture towards his arm, like he was trying to tell her something. Her arm? She looked and saw his stuffed pink rabbit snuggled between her arm and body. She smiled even more and hugged the bunny.

A small rustling sound came from her left. Curious, she tilted her head to the opposite side. Standing there was a young man, probably around her own age, wearing a hospital smock and sweatpants. He had long black hair that was pulled back in a ponytail, and dark yet kind eyes. He looked uncomfortable. She looked at him confusedly, and he grinned rather sheepishly.

"His name is Kyo." Haruhi turned her head back to Tamaki.

"W...what...?" Haruhi managed to say, her voice squeaking a little from lack of use.

"This is Kyo, Haruhi." Tamaki said, gesturing toward the man. "He's your roommate. See...you're in the hospital, Haruhi."

Her eyes went wide with shock. The hospital? Why was she at the hospital? She couldn't remember anything. When could she have gotten hurt? The last thing that she remembered doing was going on a walk.

Wait...That was it. She must have hurt herself while she was out on a walk. But how could she have hurt herself badly enough to land herself in the hospital? She relayed her questions to Tamaki, who stiffened and looked nervously at the rest of the club.

"Ahem," Haruhi's doctor cleared his throat from the doorway; he had just arrived to check on how she was doing. "If you don't mind, boys, I would like to explain this to her in private. So, if you could…" he stepped sideways and motioned for them to leave the room. They all left, Tamaki rather reluctantly, leaving the doctor and Haruhi alone. The doctor closed the door behind the Host Club and Kyo.

As the doctor closed the door, fear and anxiety seeped into Haruhi. A chill spread throughout her limbs, although the machines she was hooked up to said her body temperature never changed. She had never been in the hospital and been the patient before, save for a few bumps and bruises she had earned in her childhood. The doctor approached her bed, pulling up a chair and sitting in it before speaking.

"Miss Fujioka, I am sorry to have to be the one to tell you this, but -" He paused as Haruhi sat up in her bed, watching him intently. "- on the night you went out walking, a recently-paroled prisoner managed to kidnap you and drag you into the woods near the school campus, where he physically assaulted you by beating you several times and then raping you."

A chilling frost encased her bones and her mind became blank.

"…what did you say?" Haruhi whispered, her voice and body shaking. She gripped the blankets beneath her to try and stop shaking, but failed. A hard lump grew in her throat and her vision blurred as tears threatened to appear.

The doctor sighed lightly before continuing. "The person you encountered managed to physically and sexually assault you, then left you in hopes you wouldn't be found easily, if at all, or would die before anyone could locate you. Thankfully, it was the lesser.

"We ran several tests on you while you were asleep, Miss Fujioka, but for some of them, we need your informed consent to do.…"

"...What is it you want to do?" Haruhi asked bleakly, her voice still quivering.

"We want to make sure that, during the rape, he didn't manage to...impregnate you. A simple pregnancy test should do the trick, although we would have to wait for a few weeks before we could actually perform the test."

"You mean that....I could be pregnant?" she whispered. Tears blurred her vision for a moment before spilling over and trailing down her cheeks.

"Miss Fujioka, I assure you that if you do happen to be pregnant, we will set up an appointment with an OB/GYN* to help you decide what to do with the infant." he reassured her.

Haruhi's mind was numb. Her brain was telling her to run, but her body wasn't cooperating. Deep in the pit of her stomach, a pain had started up. She felt suddenly nauseous. The feeling was too much to suppress, and she leaned over the side of her bed and vomited. A second later, she felt the doctor's hand patting her on the back, telling her it would be alright. Yet Haruhi knew that she'd never be alright.

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* For those who have no idea what an OB/GYN is, it's short for Obstetrician/Gynecologist. They're the women (and men o.o ) who deal with women when they're pregnant, look up their cooches, stuff like that. … I don't want to visit one. Ever.

I'M SO SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT! I wanted to write more but…I haven't really been in a creative mood lately and haven't really had the motivation to continue writing this at the present time. I'll continue it when I get around to it, but until I say so, this story will be on a hiatus.

Thx - ViolentImpulses