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Previous Chapter:
The day had been heated since Tamaki entered the third music room. Kyouya pointed out Tamaki's flaws in his duties toward the customers. Haruhi, feeling that she was responsible, stood up for Tamaki in which Kyouya retorted in the same tone that he used for Tamaki. When Tamaki and Haruhi were left alone in the third music room, Haruhi expressed herself passionately toward Tamaki and how he was treating her. The moment was so tense that some romance almost happened between the two but Tamaki stopped before anything happened. Haruhi left to think but got dizzy. She found Hikaru and Kaoru who noticed she was bleeding and she was immediately rushed to the hospital with Kyouya's help. Kyouya didn't want Tamaki to know but Tamaki found out through Ranka and was furious when he wasn't allowed to see Haruhi. He rushed to Kyouya's house to confront him.
Who thought it Possible?

The aura in the room was tense. Tamaki dropped Kyouya back onto his couch and started to pace around the room. Kyouya waited patiently until Tamaki was ready to speak.

"Why did you keep Haruhi's condition from me? Don't I have the right to know?" Tamaki finally spoke out.

"A mother must do what's best for her child." He responded sarcastically with a grin.

"Now's not the time for joking!!!!" "Ah, so now your outlook on how to handle serious situations has changed! Interesting…." Kyouya leaned backwards.

"ENOUGH!!! Why did you keep it a secret?"

"To benefit her recovery, of course."

"Me wanting to see her would keep her from getting better?" Tamaki was very furious.

"Naturally." Kyouya had gotten up at this point.

"CARE TO EXPLAIN?!?!"

"She is there because of you!" Kyouya crossed his arms.

"M-me?" He calmed down at this point.

"Yes you! She was under a very stressful situation that caused her head wound to open up! I can only think of one person who was able to cause it. Care to tell me what you two discussed?" Kyouya's eyes were penetrating.

"That-that's none of you concern."

"Then I already know. Have you considered, even once since this happened, how much stress she's been going through?"

"What can be stressful in her situation?"

Kyouya took a breath. "You really are an idiot. She's been worried about getting back to her old self this whole time, not to mention the extra pound of stress you added by ignoring her. She'd been struggling these few days and you've been adding to it. Tell me I'm wrong." Tamaki was silent. "I thought so. Don't come bursting through my door all angered just because you can't comprehend the fact that this is centered around you. Now, get out of my house and refrain yourself from seeing her. If you can't, I'll be more then happy to assist you." Kyouya was dead serious.

Tamaki was walking out the door when he stopped and said, "All I wanted to tell her was that I was sorry."

"Save it for someone who cares."

Tamaki was astonished at Kyouya's indifference. He knew Kyouya's true personality but at the same time, he always felt that Kyouya had a somewhat kind self. He felt he angered him quite excessively with his arrogance towards the situation and so he left without another word.

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At the hospital, Ranka was sitting by Haruhi's side, holding her hand and praying that she would wake up. It seemed his prayers were answered for Haruhi was regaining consciousness.

"Wha-what happened?" Haruhi asked in a sleepy daze.

"Oh thank goodness!!!" Ranka put his hand on his heart. "You had to be hospitalized. Your wound opened up again and you lost a lot of blood."

"Ah…" That was all she had to say.

"Honey, were you feeling alright this morning when you left for school?"

"I had a slight headache but I thought it was irrelevant." Haruhi switched her view to the window.

"You have to tell me these things!!! Especially after you've had a head injury. It's completely relevant."

Ranka cupped his forehead and laid his held down on Haruhi's hand which he was holding. Haruhi looked at him with half open eyes. After she stared at him, she redirected her stare towards the window once more. Something was obviously bothering her, but what?

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Night had already fallen. After he left the mansion, Tamaki informed his driver that he would be walking home and he did so for a few hours. He walked as if there was no soul within his body. He may have looked lifeless but much was going on in his head. How could he become so horrible after one incident? He always protected Haruhi! Who had the right to tell him he couldn't see her? He felt the closest to her. He was determined to see her. He turned around and began to run.
Within no time, he was at the hospital. It must have been late for most of the windows were dark. Haruhi's room was on ground level so he felt confident he would be able to see her through the window. He crept silently until he saw her through the window. The lights were off and Ranka wasn't there so he figured he went home. As he watched Haruhi, he noticed that she wasn't sleeping. He tapped the window lightly and successfully grabbed her attention. She looked at him just as she looked at her father, with indifference. She signaled that the window wasn't locked so he opened it and crawled in. There was an awkward quietness in the room for a few minutes. She stared at him as if time had stopped. She didn't move. Tamaki understood.

"H-how are you feeling?" He started to blush but since it was dark, it wasn't visible.

"Fine… you?"

"… Not so great."

"Why?"

"Because I am responsible for you being here!"

"You made me bleed?" Haruhi's expression was static. "In a sense, yes. I was completely inconsiderate of your feelings and I drove you to the edge."

Haruhi was silent. "No duh!"

A sign appears: "She hasn't lost her sense of brutal sarcasm!"

Tamaki recovered. "I wanted to say I'm sorry for everything."

"Alright." She looked away from him.

"What do you mean 'alright'?" Tamaki had a questioned look on his face.

"Alright meaning O.K." She put it simply.

"No!" Tamaki started shaking. "It's not 'O.K'!!! Why are you so comfortable with what I did?"

Haruhi was silent. Tamaki walked briskly, sat on her bed, and took her hand in his. She looked at him and noticed his eyes glistening with regret. Tamaki put her hand down softly and took her by her shoulders only this time it was different. She knew the feeling back at school. It wasn't the same here. He wrapped his arms around her gently and placed his head in between her neck and shoulder. He took in her scent. As he exhaled, Haruhi felt goose bumps developing.

"I'm truly sorry. Sorry isn't a strong enough word to tell you how much I regret what I did. I don't know what came over me. Please, forgive me! Be by my side!"

Haruhi's eyes were as still as a lake. They drifted to his head. She stared at his golden brown hair, which was engulfed in the night. She raised her right hand, which she placed on the back of his head. Her left hand glided along his back where it stopped. She hugged him tightly as if this were the last time they would ever see each other. Suddenly, Haruhi felt drops of water sliding down the inside of her gown. She held the crying Tamaki closer. Haruhi let go of him and lay down in her bed. Tamaki opened his eyes when he noticed that she was no longer in his arms. He looked at her with tears streaming down his cheeks. Haruhi opened her arms as a mother does when her baby is taking his or her first steps. Tamaki lay next to her but at level of her chest. He put his arms around her once more and she pulled him in so his head seemed buried in her chest. Like that, they stayed in the position the whole night and fell asleep.

End of Chapter 5. Gosh, I'm writing as fast as a racehorse. Please review!

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