OHSHC: Mori X Reader: To Be Free Ch.3

Swearing, violence, fluff.

It had been a couple of months since the accident on the beach. And I had a horrible cold. How I got it? I haven't the slightest clue. I do know however, I couldn't miss school because of a measly cold. I could suck on cough drops to sooth my throat, and carry around tissues, and blame it all on allergies. The perfect plan. Except for one detail, there's nothing I can do about the fever I woke up with. I had dragged myself to school and suffered through the classes. I kept myself wrapped up, brought hot soup in a thermos for lunch, and stayed away from as many people as I could. Now I had to face the host club. I hope I'm well enough, because I really don't want to host anybody, not while I'm hosting this bug. Tamaki was doing his usual rant to the club and I sat on the stage in my corner trying not to draw too much attention to myself.

"Ah, ah, AH-CHOO!" I sneezed, so much for not drawing attention to myself. All eyes were now on me. I sniffle a little. "Sorry, I have allergies, don't ask me to what, because I haven't a clue. Could I just sing for the club?"

"I don't see why not. You only have three customers and they would just watch you sing." Kyouya said, jotting away in his notebook. Haruhi comes close and I shrink away slightly.

"Blade, are you sure you're okay?" Haruhi ask coming way too close for comfort right now. I glare at her.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I know how to deal with Strawberry Week, and allergies on my own, and have been for years" I lie through my teeth. The host club's eyes get wide. "What, forgot I was a girl again?" Their silence is deafening. I roll my eyes and set up to sing. Since everyone thought I was pretty much, thinking I was a guy, there was a song perfect for the host club that I wanted to sing. I started when the customers started flowing in. I smile. "This one is for the girls to sing along with, and I thought it suited the club quite well."

"Oh… Are you a shy boy?

We're in the door I get a smile from a fly boy,

He's seen me before and makes his move like fly boy,

I'm sick and tired of them fly boys,

So, bye-bye boy,

I'm in a lounge I get a wink from a bad boy,

He comes around all puffed up like a bad boy,

I'm sick and tired of them bad boys,

Cause I've got my eye on this other guy,

Back in the booth with boys,

He's all mellowed out,

And tonight, I don't mind me a shy boy,

So I gotta know, are you a shy boy?

Shy boy,

Shy boy,

I'm by the stage I get a look from a rock boy,"

I wink at the girls by the stage.

"He's got the shades on indoor like a rock boy,

I'm sick and tired of them rock boys,

So bye-bye boy,

Out on the floor I get the moves from a home boy,

Trying to score, his body rocks like a home boy,

I'm sick and tired of them home boys,

Cause I've got my eye one this other guy,

Back in the booth with boys,

He's all mellowed out,

And tonight, I don't mind me a shy boy,

So I gotta know, are you a shy boy?

Freak boy,

Fresh boy,

Slick boy,

You're messin' with a tom boy,

Might just knock you out like a school boy,

Rude boy,

Play boy,

Cowboy,

I've heard it all before, boy,

I'm going out to get me a shy boy,

Cause I got my eye on another guy,

Back in the booth with boys,

He's all mellowed out,

And tonight, I don't mind me a shy boy,

So I gotta know,

I got my eye on this other guy,

Back in the Booth with his boys,

He's all mellowed out,

And tonight, I don't mind me a shy boy,

So I gotta know, are you a shy boy?

Shy boy… Shy boy… Shy boy…

Are you a shy boy?"

I finish and the stage feels really hot, I know I've got a feverish blush across my face. The room seems to spin and I try to take a deep breath. I feel weak in my legs and I know what's going to happen before I hit the floor. Damn fever made me pass out.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mori's P.O.V. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

All throughout the song she sang I felt she was talking to me. After all, I was pretty quiet and seemed to be shy. Heck, I am a little shy. I notice that something's off about her today. Her face has a reddish blush on and it's not from embarrassment or anger. Her legs wobbled a little and I turned to Mitsukuni. "Mitsukuni, does Blade seem ill to you?"

"What do you mean Takashi He looked fi-" Mitsukuni is cut off by a crash from the stage. I turn toward the stage to see _ lying on the floor, her head bleeding slightly from impact with the floor. I, along with the other host cub members, rush to her side. She's breathing, I guess that's a good sign. Haruhi feels her head and gasps.

"He has a fever, and it's a severe one." Haruhi informs us. So the blush was a feverish blush and the sneeze wasn't from allergies, she has a cold, and I think it's progressed. Tamaki points at me.

"Mori-sempai, take Blade to the infirmary, stay with him." He orders. "We will carry on club activities and visit him when club ends. You ladies wouldn't mind if Mori and Blade were missing from the club activities for a while would you?" He asks coyly, princely. Of course the ladies have no objections. I scoop _ up, I can feel her body heat radiating from her. Her fever must be bad to make her this hot- I mean warm! This warm! I swear I blush twenty different shades of red when I think this. Thank god no one's around to see it. I carry her down to the Infirmary. The nurse on staff there has me put her in a bed and sticks a thermometer in her mouth. She gasps when she takes it out. It read 106.4oF. That's bad. Why didn't she tell anyone? I text Kyouya the temp and tell him she has a cold. And is still out. When she wakes up she's going to get the scolding of the century, worse than what Haruhi got the first time she attacked the baddies who were scaring the girls. I sigh and sit down in a chair by the cot. Jeez, why won't she tell anyone what's going on in her head, why won't she let anyone in? Why is she so damn sexy? And where the hell did that come from! My brain is betraying me with thoughts of her in a bikini and such. Why me? Why can't I fall for some girl who acts like a girl and not a boy? I want her to wake up so badly. I put a cold pack on her forehead and tuck her in. I sit and drift in and out of sleep waiting for the others to get here.