"Look Ri - chan!" Honey said happily prancing form the kitchen, carrying a cake. "I brought strawberry cake cuz I know it's your favorite!"
He was right. I loved strawberries and strawberry cake.
"That's great Honey - sempai," I smiled at him as he put the cake on the table. He sat beside me. The other guys brought over more sweets and tea. They obviously hadn't picked up on my distaste for tea. It was odd because I was Japanese but I just hated it.
Mori sat a different cup in front of me. I looked at it.
"Grape juice," he informed me. I didn't ever recall telling him that I loved grape juice more than strawberries. I smiled up at him.
We sat to eat. Honey inhaling his cake before we even got our slices. Mori shoveled off his strawberries to my plate. He didn't like strawberries and from what I could tell, he wasn't a big fan of sweets either.
"Takeshi doesn't like strawberries," Honey told me. "He always gives them away." He didn't seem to approve of his cousin's distaste for strawberries. I had to agree with him.
I ate all the strawberries and most of my cake but I wasn't really hungry. The doctors said that some of my medicine would take away my appetite so I had to make sure to eat some. After we finished eating, someone's maids (and I wasn't really sure who's) came and cleaned up. Damn rich people.
The twins helped me up to my feet. It really hurt to stand up straight.
"Devil Twins!" Tamaki cried. "Be careful!"
"But Boss," Kaoru said.
"We didn't do anything," Hikaru finished.
"It's just going to hurt," I told him, forcing a smirk.
His eyes got all big and googly. "That's daddy's baby!" he cooed. "You just be strong!"
He was always such a spaz. I was more than used to it now. I expected it.
The twins helped me back to my room. I stretched out carefully, flinching a little.
"Does it hurt really bad?" Kaoru asked.
"Not really," I said. "Depends on how I move."
"Is it going to scar really bad?" Hikaru asked.
It was weird hearing them sound so serious. They hadn't ever really expressed concern before. Maybe that meant that they were expanding their world.
"Yeah," I admitted. "But I planned on it." I traced the lines on my stomach. There were going to be four or five nasty scars and two of them crossed like an x. "They'll look kinda cool one day." I gave them a smile.
"Why would anyone do this to you?" Hikaru asked, putting his head down. "Why would anyone want to kill you?"
I didn't have answer right then, so I changed the subject. "Hey, it's your turn to stay with me isn't it?" I asked.
"Yea," they said together.
"We can watch a bunch of movies. I have like a million," I told them. "And, it beats hospital cable."
That seemed to cheer them up exponentially. They briefly quizzed me about what kind of movies I had until Kyoya came in and asked if he could talk to the twins. They left, promising to be right back.
~~Mori's P.O.V.~~
We stood in a loose circle in Rikku's kitchen. Kyoya had to ask us something, which was never a good sign.
"What if," he said, pushing his glasses up. "Someone comes looking for Rikku?"
That was a legit question. I knew what I'd do. I'd probably just kill them if I suspected that they were in anyway involved with her accident. I could tell from the looks on everyone else's faces that they were thinking the same thing. The twins were probably wondering how to make it last as long as possible.
"Do you think they might come looking for her Kyo - chan?" Mitskuni asked innocently.
"It's a possibility, considering they believe that she's still alive," he said. "I'm hoping that they believe her to be dead because I kept it out of the news and from getting around. Should they find out that Rikku is still alive, they might come back to find her."
"What can we do?" Tamaki asked.
Before Kyoya could answer, there was a knock on the door. My heart skipped a beat and for a moment, no one moved. There was another knock. Mitskuni answered it but I quickly jerked him back.
The stranger was tall and burly. He had a five o'clock shadow and a buzz cut.
"Is Rikku Samato here?" he asked.
"Who the hell are you?" the twins demanded.
~~Rikku's P.O.V.~~
I couldn't hear the boys talking but I did hear the knock.
"Is Rikku Samato here?" I knew that voice. That was Bo.
"Who the hell are you?" the twins demanded.
Uh - oh, I thought. I need to get up and stop this before it starts.
I forced myself up out of bed and walked carefully, if not painfully to the door of my bedroom.
"Who the hell are you?" Bo asked.
I made it to the kitchen before they could answer or turn to violence.
"Bo," I called to the man.
"Jesus Christ, Rikku," he said entering and coming over to me.
"Wait, Rikku," Tamaki cried. "You know this guy? Who is he?"
"This is Bo," I told them. "He worked the door where I used to fight. He always looked out for me. Bo, these are my friends. Tamaki Suoh, Takeshi Morinozuka, Mitsukune Honinozuka, Kyoya Ootori, and the Hitachiin twins, Hikaru and Kaoru. Guys, this is Bo. Actually his real name is Kenta Akatsuki but I call him Bo. He's not dangerous."
They were hesitant.
"What are you doing here Bo?" I asked.
"Well, word's gotten around that someone offed you and I got worried when I didn't see you at the fights. So I came to check on you. you look horrible. What happened?"
"Thanks," I mumbled.
"Actually," Kyoya interjected. "She shouldn't be up on her feet. Rikku needs her rest. Maybe we should move this discussion to the living room."
We did. It was actually great to not have to stand up.
"Okay, now tell me," he said. "What happened?'
I wasn't sure if I could force through the whole story again. I'd managed to tell the Host Club but that was almost too much.
"I quit working for Boss Sebachi," I told him. "I was walking that night."
"I saw you leave," he said. "I thought about following you but I couldn't."
"I know," I reassured him. He owed the Boss just as much as I did. "I didn't go home. I was just walking when a van pulled up beside me... they put a bag over my head. It smelled weird and I passed out. I woke up, strapped down to a table. They... they carved me up real good and beat me. I can't really remember most of it. I just know that it hurt. they dumped me in the gutter. I tried to crawl out of the street but I passed out. Next thing I knew...I was waking up in ICU a week and a half later."
Bo didn't say anything right away. He looked angry at his Boss.
"That... monster," he breathed, twisting his fingers around and around in frustration. "You're just a kid... You paid your debt..."
"You know Bo," I told him. "I'm well taken care of. These guys helped me out a lot. Thank you for being worried about me but you don't have to worry about me anymore."
"Actually," Kyoya said, adjusting his glasses. Oh my god. I wished he'd quit that. "He can help you. If he's up to it."
"What ever you need," Bo said anxiously.
"tell everyone that you came here," Kyoya said. "Tell everyone that you found out that Rikku is dead."
Both Bo and I gave him wide eyed confused looks.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because, we don't want anyone who hurt you to come back thinking that they can get you again," Kyoya explained. "you understand, don't you Bo?"
He nodded. "I'll tell them. I'll still be allowed to check on Rikku, right?" he asked. "She's like a kid to me. I just want to make sure that she's in good hands."
that's sweet. I thought.
"Certainly," Kyoya agreed. "But for now, this visit has to be cut short. Rikku needs to rest."
I sighed, allowing the twins to help me into my room.
~~Mori's P.O.V.~~
"Listen," Bo said to Kyoya. "I know that you've got way more money and power than me but, I have connections. I was just working for Sebachi to look after Rikku. I'm the leader of an important sect. I'm going to take care of him myself."
that was interesting. Apparently, Kyoya thought so too.
"Why didn't you simply finish him of earlier?'
"For Rikku. She has a determination to do everything on her own. She's been alone for so long. I wanted to make sure that she got out first. If not, she'd be honor bound to fight back because that's how she is. Just leave this to me."
He headed for the door. "Also, thanks for looking out for her. She needed good friends like you guys."
He left.
