Authors note:

Hello readers. Thank you so much for taking the time to view this fanfiction, I would really, really appreciate it if you reviewed it and gave constructive criticism – I would love to make this as enjoyable as possible for you.

I am aware that my sentence structure sucks, I do apologise.

I have been posting rather quickly, I write quickly. However, it will slow; it's the weekend and I have allot of time to burn seeing as my plans got washed out by a torrent of rain so my mind has been working overtime. During the week expect a slower post-rate.

Anyhoo, enjoy chapter three.

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Chapter 3

Yuuki opened her eyes and stared at a ceiling she had never seen before. It was white, just white. The wall below it was a washout green and everything else didn't really seem to have a colour.

Her head was swimming and her eyes felt heavy even though she had just woken up.

"Ah, you're awake" a voice to her left said, rising over a hum that seemed to constantly be in the background.

The girl looked to the side and saw a doctor, dressed in a white coat that held two blue pens in its breast pocket. He was writing on a clipboard and had a striking resemblance to another person she knew but couldn't place at present.

Yuuki stared at the man as he brought his full attention to her and moved closer to the bed.

"I'm Dr Ootori. Do you remember what happened?" the doctor took a small torch from his pocket and flashed it in her eyes and then asked her to follow his finger.

"I...I um....yes, I remember" Yuuki replied, dazed by the sudden light

"Do you know what happened to you?" he sat on the end of her bed and stared at the girl.

She shook her head and felt fear climbing into her throat. Her shoulder felt stiff and her leg was sore under the covers.

"Well" Dr Ootori began "You got landed on by a horse. Fortunately he did not land on your abdomen because you would not be here right now. Your lower leg is broken, luckily you are young and it will heal cleanly. As well as this, your shoulder was dislocated and the muscles surrounding it were torn. That's probably why it feels stiff right now. You also got concussion and were speaking in third person for a few minutes before we sedated you to get your bones back in place"

Yuuki frowned; she didn't remember anything about speaking in third person "Can I ride soon?"

The man scowled for a moment "I doubt it"

"How long?"

"Your arm will be out of that sling in two weeks, your leg however will be in a cast and then a walking brace until the end of winter. You can't ride until spring"

The girl nodded "Thank you"

There was a long pause "Is it a problem not being able to ride?"

"No, not really" actually, it was a major problem. She had been sent to Ouran to ride and gain an education so she would actually mean something to her father; but she thought herself only good at one thing. What a disgrace. Three months out of action.

"If you don't mind me asking" Yuuki ran her thumb over her fingernails "Do you know anything about my horse?"

"I do not, I'm sorry. My brother, Kyoya might though, I'll call him"

Kyoya...the name meant something...Kyoya Ootori.

"Oh, no, don't do that. I don't want to be an inconvenience" Yuuki said, piecing together the similarities between the doctor and the boy she had run into at school "when am I allowed to leave?"

Dr Ootori stood and took on a business like, almost menacing manner that he and his brother both had in common "We need to keep you another night for observation, but you will be good to go tomorrow. Monday"

"Thank you sir" the girl said quietly as the doctor left the room.

As he did, a flurry of activity appeared in the doorway.

There were seven heads, all dressed in casual, walking into the private hospital suit.

"Yuuki-Chan! We came to cheer you up!" a blonde boy of about seven called from the shoulders of a dark, tall senior.

Yuuki realised that the little boy was actually a senior as well. Much to her surprise.

Tamaki was there as well, a pair of twins, the androgynous man and Kyoya.

"We came to see you princess" Tamaki declared before introducing the host club to the bedridden.

"Hikaru and Kouru, Mori and Hunny, Haruhi and you know Kyoya already"

"Pleased to meet you" was the polite reply

"Yuuki-Chan! Did you really go to the Olympics?" Hunny asked climbing down Mori's shoulders and placing himself at her unharmed arm.

"Um" she was surprised, how many people now knew? "Yes, I did"

"Was it exciting?" asked one of the twins, she didn't know which

"I guess so"

"Did you meet Michael Phelps?" Haruhi enquired, her voice was very high for a guys

Yuuki laughed, it was a surprisingly sweet sound – like a small bell "He's a swimmer"

"Surely there must have been parties? You met him there?" Tamaki was entranced

"No, I did not meet Michael Phelps"

"At all?"

"At all" Yuuki was a little taken aback at the sudden attention, except from Mori, but needed to ask a question "How many people know about...my...um...riding?"

Kyoya pushed his glasses up "After that event, most of the school"

"I thought...most people were at different events?"

"Most people who would gossip were with the host club"

"Oh" she was inwardly screaming. She didn't like attention. Even this was uncomfortable.

"So" Tamaki asked "how long until you ride again?"

Yuuki looked at her blanket and ran her fingers under the sling behind her neck "Spring"

"Three months?" Kyoya looked up from where he was standing

The girl nodded slowly

"Aren't you at Ouran on a riding scholarship though?"

"I don't really know. No one told me I was coming until two days before"

Hunny crawled closer "No one told you? Why?"

"Less time to argue I guess"

"You don't look like the arguing type" Hikaru and Kouru said simultaneously

Yuuki shrugged silently "maybe that's why they kicked me out"

It was true; she didn't have the gall to make it in the business world. She had never been taught the ropes of it. Maybe she could one day, but all she had ever known was riding.

That was obviously all about to change.

"What happened to Zero?" Yuuki enquired softly

"He was taken back the stable, the little girl, in case you were wondering, is fine" Kyoya's voice was calculating, there was no emotion behind it.

"It was so cool what you did" Hunny oozed "Except for falling off, that wasn't so great."

Yuuki smiled, Hunny was sweet.

"Oi!" a voice called from the door, a nurse appeared "not so many at once"

"Sorry" Tamaki looked at the woman "we'll only be a minute"

She melted under his gaze and nodded before disappearing.

The host club dispersed, promising to come the next day to pick her up. They would be her friends at Ouran it seemed, whether Yuuki liked it or not.

It seemed though that she didn't really have anything else to do now that she was out of action.

Kyoya stayed where he was as the others left and stared after them as they did so.

"Tamaki is an idiot, please ignore him. The host club is obviously a social circle you wanted to avoid"

Yuuki was surprised "I don't...understand?"

"You never came before, the Prince's appeal didn't draw you in. Too much sense in you"

"You don't know me. I had other things to do"

"Everyday?"

She felt her anger rising in defence "You don't know anything about what me or what I do"

"No. I don't" the way he said it implied that he didn't know yet, not that he just didn't know

"If it's any consolation, my no show was nothing against you. I just wasn't appealed to by French charm. Too..."

"Silly?"

"Maybe"

"Well" Kyoya's voice never changed "Maybe we're not all silly. We cater to all needs"

"I don't have needs"

Ootori frowned "Wants then"

Yuuki didn't know what direction this conversation was going, it felt strangely like he was selling her something "I want..."

Kyoya waited. He didn't seem the type to hang around unless it profited him.

Yuuki dropped it, she didn't know Kyoya at all, he didn't need to know "I guess I'll come around sometime, your friends seem nice"

The man pushed his glasses up and closed his eyes for a split second longer than normal before saying a curt goodbye and leaving.

Kyoya scared Yuuki a bit. He was so cold, hard almost. Manipulative. It was as if everything was for his gain even at the loss of others. Yet, she had seen bits of him that suggested otherwise.

He intrigued her. She couldn't work him out.

It was vice versa for Kyoya.

Yuuki was, interesting, for lack of a better word.

An individual who didn't like the public eye but would throw themselves spontaneously into something in order to gain a desired outcome. He couldn't read her like he read other people. Her expressions changed constantly, varying from sadness and confusion to joy and surprise within a second. Yet, most of the time he couldn't pick what feeling she was undergoing. And it was obscenely annoying.

They both hadn't known each other very long; even so they were drawn, unconsciously to each other.

Whether they realised it or not.

The next day Tamaki arrived at the hospital carrying aloft a hideous yellow uniform.

Yuuki scowled at it.

"What?" he asked

"Would you wear that?" she pointed at the dress

Tamaki looked at it "No, probably not"

"Hmm" she sighed and sat up, twisting her body sideways and letting her bulky left leg swing over the edge. The plaster was heavy.

"Well" Tamaki pulled another package out from behind his back "I'm sure the school wouldn't mind if the superintendent's son got you to wear something more comfortable for your present...situation" he grinned

Yuuki took the package and opened it, inside was a comfortable looking long sleeved white shirt and a brown bomber jacket. Beneath that was a pair of flair jeans that she could fit her cast into.

"Thank you Tamaki" she said hopping onto her right foot, she had practiced moving on one limb the day before and still hadn't mastered it

"How's your head?"

"meh, how's my horse?"

Their relationship, though painfully new, was opening. Surprising both silently. Tamaki loved Haruhi, it had taken a long time for him to realise that, but he did. There was nothing more between himself and the new girl that an ease of nature, two personalities that didn't clash, yet.

"You're the one in hospital" he laughed

Yuuki disappeared into her private bathroom and got dressed and re-emerged trying to put her sling back on.

"You're not supposed to take it off" Tamaki said, lifting it over her head and sliding her wrist into the sling in the intimate manner he addressed most women with.

Yuuki ran her hand through her hair, she had smoothed it in the bathroom – it didn't generally misbehave – but she hadn't seen a brush in two days.

The twins appeared in the doorway, each holding aloft a crutch "The nurse said to give this to you"

Yuuki wondered how she could use two when she only had one arm available and said so.

Hikaru, or Kouru, she couldn't tell, gave her just the one while the other twin yelled the reasoning down the hall.

Yuuki felt helpless, she couldn't move.

She lived for movement.

She desired it more than anything, to be able to function without help.

And she hadn't even got to do anything yet.