Mori X Reader: To Be Free Ch.4

Swearing, Violence, Fluff

I was annoyed by the buzzing voices around me. My mind felt fuzzy, unsure as to where I was or what was going on. I laid as still as I could, cracking my eyes open I saw the familiar lay out of the infirmary. I also saw the host club arguing with each other. My fever must have made me pass out. They were all by the door and no one was paying attention to me. My eyes scanned the room for an exit. The window. It was by my bed and it would be an easy escape. My eyes darted back to the host club members, resting my eyes on the worried face of eyes snap back to the window and my expression hardens. I have to take care of myself on my own, I cannot be weak. I quickly, quietly open the window and slip out of it. Luckily, we were on the first floor so the trip down to the ground was a short one. I use my parkour to make it to my flat in record time. Locking myself in and downing some cold medicine I flop on to my bed and close my eyes for a few minutes.

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

I shiver as a chill enters the infirmary. I look toward where _ is sleeping peacefully, only to find that she is no longer there and the window is open. I panic, why did she leave? Why won't she let us take care of her? Where is she? I turn to Mitsukuni.

"Mitsukuni, _ has left." Mitsukuni looks at me along with the rest of the club.

"What do you mean Takashi? She's right the—" He points to where _ was resting, stopping when she is no longer there. "How? We are in the way of the door!" I point to the open window. Their eyes follow my finger. Haruhi puts a hand to her forehead and sighs.

"This is just like _. She doesn't trust us enough to take care of her. It's all that Bitches fault!" We are surprised, Haruhi hardly ever swears, and if she does, it's little things like damn or idiot. We can only assume who the 'Bitch' is. I look at Haruhi in question. She sighs once more and runs a hand through her hair. "_ told me of her life, we know almost everything about each other. It's all in our letters. I'll show you them, although she wouldn't like it, it's for her own good."

"We have to find her! We can't let my little girl wander the streets in her condition!" Tamaki wails. I have to agree with him. "Mommy! Find her!" Kyouya sighs.

"Stop calling me 'Mommy'." He mumbles under his breath as he turns away to make a phone call. He really hates it when Tamaki calls him that. "This is Kyouya Ootori. I need you to track and find a…."

"What do we do? Where do we start? She could be anywhere by now!" The twins state in a panic. Regardless of how the twins and _ treat each other, they are really good friends, almost like triplets if you will. Mitsukuni looks out the window and hops out of it. I follow him. He looks at the ground and traces the slight impressions with his fingertips. Looking up in a direction he follows him, with me not far behind. The footprints stop at a tree. Honey climbs up and looks all around for _, but doesn't see where she could have disappeared to. I sigh and look at the sky. Just how much do you hide from the world, _? Would you be willing to let me in? My heart throbs in agony at not being able to help _when she needs it. Where are you?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3rd person P.O.V. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A small looking girl rode on a great hound; a mix between two purebred dogs, the Great Pyrenees and a Great Dane. Next to the two foot tall dog was her mate, another half-breed of the same breeds. Her mate stood at three feet and his white and tan, with black markings fur, was short, revealing the rippling muscles of the large dog. The female dog had long, thick, white fur. The girl on the female dog's back was about four feet and five inches tall. Her hair was long and blonde with darker streaks of a dirty blonde. Her eyes were a beautiful blue-violet color that twinkled in the light. The male dog growled and snarled at everything and one that got too close to the girl and his mate.

"Bobo." The girl called out to the male dog. He immediately came over to her and pushed his large head under her hand, rubbing against it in happiness. She held an old faded concert T-shirt to the dog's nose. "Find her for me Bobo."

The large dog woofed in response and took off down the street, he mate following him at a more leisurely pace, careful not to throw her precious cargo. Climbing up the stairs the dogs stop in front of a black door with a gold door knocker on it. The girl digs into her bag and pulls out a lanyard with multiple keys on it. Locating the black key with a skull keychain off of it, she slides it in to the lock and opens the door. Once inside she places her meager bags in the guest room. After her bags and stuff is put away she guides her faithful mount to the master bedroom's door. Pushing the door open she finds her adopted sister sprawled out over her king sized four poster bed. Using her arms to crawl off of the dogs back and onto the bed the young looking girl crawls over to her sister. The first thing she notices is the feverish blush covering her cheeks. Pressing a hand to her sister's forehead she finds that she has a fever. Crawling back on to the loyal dog she guides the dog to the kitchen where she wets a cloth with cool water.

"Bobo, put this on _'s forehead, okay?" The girl kindly asks her faithful companion. He takes the cloth from the girl's hands and disappears into the bedroom with it. Turning back to the kitchen the girl goes through the cupboards and pulls out a pot. She places it on the stove top and fills it with some cans of chicken broth she found in one of the cupboards, and water. Going to the fridge she pulls out some leftover chicken from what looks like the night before. She placed some noodles in to the now boiling liquid and slowly stirred the soup as the noodles softened. Once she found the noodles soft enough, she dumped in the chicken with some rosemary, parsley, and chopped celery. She then turned the stove down to let the soup simmer. Putting a teapot on the stove from the counter, she boils some water for tea.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Reader's P.O.V. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I wake up with a large warm body next to me and a cool cloth on my head. My first thought was 'Shit! Mori-Sempai found me!' Opening my eyes I see a large dog. Upon closer inspection, I found that the dog was my older sister's dog, Bobo. Rin was here? When did she get here? How did she get here? I slowly get up as to not disturb the great hound beside me. Walking out of my room a delicious aroma makes my stomach growl. I follow my nose to the kitchen and see Rin, making some tea. I smile and hug her from behind, making her yelp in surprise. She turns toward me and smiles widely before frowning. I cock my head and look at her.

"What?" I ask. She sighs and Bobo comes out of my room and forces me to sit in a chair. I'm confused… Why do I have to sit? My fever went away, didn't it? I look at Rin like a lost puppy would.

"_, I come to visit and I find you passed out on your bed with a fever. You are clearly sick and pushing yourself. You are going to rest today. So no complaining. Here's some Chicken Noodle soup for you." Rin said pushing a bowl in to my hands. I take the bowl and dip the spoon in to it. Blowing on the spoon I take a bite. For not being able to walk she sure can make her way around the kitchen. I'm sad that my Aunt hates her too. Otherwise we could get her surgery done and she can dance again. I feel so bad, because of me, she can never walk again. If I hadn't been thinking of jumping off that bridge, if I hadn't told her goodbye before leaving. She could always read me like a book. Anyone, really, she could read. I bet she could even read emotionless Mori-Sempai. Not that he was emotionless… just reserved.

Right as I finished my soup someone banged on my door. Now who could that be? Just as I'm about to get up I'm pushed back into my chair. Rin glared at me. Her glare said not to get up. I watch as she opens the door to the whole host club. Tamaki is practically bawling, Honey-san is tearing up. Mori-Sempai is reserved as ever, but you could tell that he was worried. Kyouya was on his phone, and the twins were pushing their way in to reprehend me. Bobo gets off me to growl at the twins. They yelp and hide behind Mori. Rin looks from me to them and back again before opening the door more and stepping aside. They all rush in as she closes the door. Bobo continues to growl at them, his fur bristling.

"Bobo, they are alright. Stop growling." I tell him in English. Bobo huffs at them and curls up at my feet. Switching to Japanese I tell them, "What's wrong with you? I'm perfectly fine." Rin comes over and whacks me over my head. I cringe and rub the spot she hit. "What was that for?"

"You know damn well what that was for! You're sick and you refuse to rest!" Rin yells at me. I cringe away from her. I've barely said two words to her and she's already mad at me.

"But Nee-San! I'll be fine by the time tomorrow comes!" I whine to her. She glares at me some more. I pout back. The host club stare at us in surprise. Tamaki is the first to speak.

"Nee-San?" He asked blank faced as his head falls to the side. Rin and I look to them. I sigh.

"I guess I have to introduce you guys don't I?" I point to Rin. "This is my older sister, Rin. And these are her two Great Pyre Danes. Bobo, the one that was growling earlier, and Kiki, the one that Rin rides on." I turn to the host club and point to each of them. "This is the 'host club' of our school. There's Tamaki, the king of the host club, Kyouya, the shadow king, Kaoru and Hikaru, the little devil types, and finally, Honey and Mori-Sempai. Honey is a Lolita Shota, and Mori is the strong but silent type. Haruhi is working for them and pretending to be a boy to pay off her debt because she isn't rich."

"Oh WOW! You're Haruhi? You really do look like a boy! I'm so glad you befriended my sister, you gave her the encouragement she needed." Rin said hugging Haruhi and rubbing her cheek against Haruhi's cheek.

"Rin…. Release Haruhi. You don't need to smother her." I tell her folding my arms across my chest. Rin pouts at me.

"But _! I'm saying hi!" I scoff.

"Uh-huh. Sure. You're just thanking her for keeping me from killing myse-" I stop mid-sentence with my eyes the size of saucers. I just let slip a secret that I wanted no one but Rin to know. The club stare at me in shock. Mori moves toward me. I back away, afraid. For the first time in a long time I've been afraid, and it's of the one I love. I turn and rush to my room. Slamming the door I lock it. Silent tears run down my face as I put a hand over my mouth to keep the sobs from coming. All the pain I left behind and escaped came back. I don't know how to deal with it by myself, but I'm afraid to let anyone in, I'm afraid to get hurt again.