The Truth

Chapter 2

A/N: A point of this chappy I feel the need to explain is that the twins have never been away from each other for more than about 12 hours at the very most.

Hikaru POV

He's mumbling again. That's just about all I can hear.

Sure, Haruhi told me to give us distance. Sure, I believe her. But I can only create the illusion of distance. I could never really leave Kaoru's side, especially in a place like this.

Kaoru should know he can't fool me. Does he really think I believe that he just happens to be asleep everytime I walk in? Like the very day that Haruhi told me to give him space; I agreed in front of 'sleeping' Kaoru, but out side the room, I told Haruhi that I just wouldn't leave him. So day by day, I've been here, leaning against the wall beside the door.

I swear, Kaoru's muttering louder that he's been talking to people. For example, that nurse who went in a few days ago; I didn't hear a single word spoken until the shouting (and why did it even start, I still wonder). I can never make out all the syllables he mutters, but occationally, I do hear a word or two, such as "killing", "torture", "left me", "I miss"- which was followed by what appears to be a name I can't make out- and "truth".

It'd be an understatement to implore how much he's worrying me. One thing after another- it's never simple with Kaoru. He's always got me worrying over one thing or another. Truthfully, I want nothing more than to barge in there and-

Actually, I wouldn't know what to do once in there. I couldn't just interrogate him. Nor could I even just offer support; it's obvious he doesn't want me around. In fact, that's the only reason that I agreed to give him the space in front of him- it was because he was practically begging for it, the way he was avoiding me. Truthfully, I just want Kaoru back. The old Kaoru. My Kaoru.

Kaoru POV

Starting out small... growning larger... becoming bigger and bigger... out of my hands... no one can stop it... gone too far...

I have not seen my Hikaru in about two weeks.

This went from tiny, to huge... and in one swift movement, something no one saw coming, I was swallowed whole.

There is no escape now. No way out. It's inevitable. I must do it. I'm already dead. Just a lifeless husk, an empty shell. I should at least dispose of the trash, right?

I suppose when you think it through, it's completely absurd and irresponsible to commit such an act at a hospital. And it'll look bad on said hospital to have one succed with the act within their walls. But this absolutely can't fail- I mean, the skin there is ever so tender, and actually, it's still bleeding from the last time. I just have to dig deeper than I usually do. No big.

I pick up the blade, position it right, and-

His picture pops into mind.

Why?

Why now?

I suppose I should leave him something. At least, he deserves the truth, even if it will make him sick. Then, he'll be free to be happy, once I'm gone. I mean, I'm too shameful to even look him in the face anymore. It hasn't been since that Saturday I've even looked at him. That was... what... two... three weeks ago?

I'm despicable.

I don't feel like writing much, but I managed to put together a beautiful little notice. I used what was at hand; in other words, I unraveled my bound wounds and used the parts of the bandage with little or no blood on them, and wrote in my own fresh blood,

"Hikaru,

Here is the truth: I loved. It killed. I'm sorry.

I'll love you forever, even in death,

so please don't hate me.

Good bye.

-Kaoru"

Not much of a farewell, but it's all I have. I only have enough energy for one more thing now, anyway.

A/N: Thank you to all who reviewed! I had trouble desciding what to do next, but y'all helped me out alot! Thanks! You get cookies!