The final chapter! But I might write a kind of sequel with their reactions to her actual death, but you have to tell me if you want me to. Also the winner for the contest is... mtnikolle. So, they will chose a story for me to write. As for what his or her idea was, you will see in this chapter. Okay. Here goes nothin.
Tamkai POV
"Stop it! Its not funny. You shouldn't be playing jokes like that." I say, screaming into my cell phone.
"Shut up, you idiot, its not a joke. Do I really seem like the person to turn something as serious as Haruhi's death into something humorous? Actually, do I seem like the kind of person who would turn anything humorous?" He asked, the sound of a monitor on the background.
I froze. He couldn't be serious.
Then again, when wasn't he serious?
I started to sprint, talking to Kyouya the whole time.
"What hospital is she staying in?" I demanded, in full on panic mode.
"What hospital do you think, moron?" He asked, sounding irritated. 'Oh' I thought.
"Well, where are you at? Are you with her?" I said. I bet I looked frantic right about now. I hadn't even bothered to take a car, because there was an Ootori's hospital about three blocks from my house.
"Yes, I am. Ive already spoken to her, actually everyone in the host club has. Even the girls have sent flowers and cards. The doctors think that the only reason that her hearts still beating is because you havent seen her yet." He sighed.
I ran faster. By now I could see the huge glass building towering over me and I busted through the doors.
The receptionist pointed to the left, not even looking up from her paperwork. I ran down the hallway, looking through the windows of every room until I saw one with a label on it that read: Mr. Tamaki Suoh.
I suspected that they new I was coming for Haruhi and stepped into the room.
There was doctors everywhere, but they were all surrounding the small bed that held my poor, poor daughter.
I shoved past a doctor and looked down at her.
She was pale and her eyes were lifeless.
But that wasnt what I was worried about.
It was that she wasnt breathing.
"Whats wrong with her! Why doesnt she have a pulse?" I shout, startling all of the nurses and surgeons.
"Sir, Im sure you already know, but her oxygen levels are dangerously low, and soon were going to have to cut it off. Were just waiting for you, orders from Master Kyouya." He said, a look like pity washing over his masked face.
"Cut it off? You mean like...?" He nodded. I sank down to my knees.
I grabbed her hand and held her back.
"Well then, I need to tell her. I was going to wait until the Ouran Fair." I said grimly.
They nodded urging me to go on. It was silent now, except for the very shallow heartbeat, coming from a machine that my dearest daughter was hooked up to.
"I love you Haruhi. I love you forever, until I die." She stirred and I grasped her tighter.
"Tamkai? I-is that you?" She asked, her voice barely a whisper. She had dropped the sempi and I was so glad.
"Yes its me Haruhi." I said hoping she would show more of a sign of life.
"I-I want you to know this to. I love you Tamaki." She said. She didnt seem to care much that her voice was almost a nothing and her breathing was downright gone. She kissed me with so much force you would think she was the healthiest person alive.
I smiled.
"Im so so sorry sir. But this is where I need to end the air supply." I grabbed onto Haruhi and hard as I could.
"I love you." We whispered at the same time.
Then it was gone. The heartbeat. The shallow intakes of breath. Everything just like that.
My world was over.
Haruhi was gone.
Sobbs! Done! I hoped you enjoyed the story! Okay bye! Luv ya. Choi!