A/N: hehe it didn't take me sooooo long to upload this time:D This chapter is mainly about Tamaki as we haven't heard anything much from him recently….. I apologise to anyone who like hospital food as I show it in a rather bad light in this chapter….. :P
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club – there are many times I wish I did though….. :(
The days drifted by, much the same for Haruhi as she lay in the hospital bed, not stirring or showing any change in her condition.
For Tamaki every day was the same. He was suffering from acute amnesia; it should wear off within the next few months. That didn't help him any as every morning the first three thoughts in his head were: 'Where am I? What am I doing here? Why does my head hurt so much?'
"Rise and Shine sleepy-head!" chirped a happy voice from outside the door to his private room. The door opened slowly to reveal a woman with deep blue hair in a pale pink nurse's uniform carrying a tray with what can only be described as hospital food (it doesn't matter how rich you are you still end up with the same indescribable, inedible mush………) on it.
"It's time for your breakfast Suou Tamaki," she continued, "it's time to eat up all this yummy, err whatever it is," she said prodding what seemed like it should be mash potato with the fork to find the fork break…she laughed uncertainly, only to find that Tamaki had joined in laughing with her.
'Why is it always the kind ones who end up in this ward?' she thought wistfully.
She put the tray down on the table next to his bed.
"Well now that that is over, I guess you are wondering what you are doing here?"
"How did you….?" Tamaki started but was unable to finish as she continued,
"You are here recovering from fairly major surgery; the surgery that saved your life I might add," she sighed.
"Why don't I remember this?" He asked impatiently.
"You don't remember this but you have been in this ward for just coming up to two weeks, the reason you don't remember this is because you have amnesia," she replied, again wondering why it was always the kind young people who ended up in this ward.
"How is my special Haruhi? Where is she?" Tamaki asked craning his neck and sitting up just a little too fast trying to catch sight of his lovable 'daughter'.
The nurse flinched at the mention of Haruhi's name.
[FLASHBACK
She was just ending her shift, it was hard pumping a teenager full of morphine to drown out the pain, and there were also the screams of pain which echoed through the hospital corridors. Then there was the blood – blood every where, not one area of his body was free of the stuff. She shuddered at the memory.
Walking around the corner there was suddenly a talk figure blocking her path.
"You just treated Suou Tamaki didn't you?" the deep voice demanded as the figures glasses reflecting what little light there was back at her. This made her shudder uncontrollably. She calmed herself, cleared her throat and replied in a voice that she hoped was as professional as she wanted it to be, "The information on those I have treated is classified as it is for everyone who works on this ward."
"Do you even know who I am?" the figure demanded, "There is not one piece of information about this hospital that is barred from me."
The figure stepped out from the shadows and revealed exactly who he was. The nurse dropped the file she was holding scattering papers all over the floor. He stooped down and picked up the top sheet, and read the name aloud, "Suou Tamaki, I knew it. If he asks you about a girl named Fujioka Haruhi you are to change the topic immediately it will just add to his suffering."
He turned and started to walk away then turned back around to face her, and said in an oddly cheery voice, "If you add to my best friend's suffering you can say goodbye to your job okay?"
[END FLASHBACK
"Now, now it's time to eat, let's not think of other things except you getting better. By the way my name's Dory," she said.
She picked up the spoon and took a scoop of the 'jelly' and tried to get him to swallow it. She had to do whatever it took to get him away from the subject of Haruhi. She couldn't lose her job, a little thing called student debt from med school still hung over her.
He just sat there and ate the food, swallowing obediently, wincing every now and then when a sudden eruption of pain came searing down his head to his jaw.
As bad as he was, he remembered nothing from the previous day so had nothing to compare it to. Eventually this would wear off, but for now, all he could do was sit in the hospital and repeat the day, having the greeting of 'Hi I'm Dory!' from his nurse.
After a while his blond locks started to grow back, he now had stubble instead of the baldness he had had before. His hair covered up his line of stitches; soon no one would even know they had been there.
A/N: I'm sorry this chapter was meant to be about Tamaki, instead it was more about Kyouya and Dory, the nurse.
DISCLAIMER 2: I do not own any characters from Finding Nemo, I just wanted to make a human version of Dory….
I hope you liked it and this chapter wasn't too short…..please R&R!!!!!
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