Can I just say thank you to everyone who reviewed last chapter. After such a long break I have lost my original confidence in this story and without you guys I probably wouldn't have the will to continue. So thank you to all of you who have stuck with this story. It has had its twists and turns and its random pairing switches (I just can never seem to decide). Any ways enough of this sappy thank you stuff and on to the next installment of this seemingly never ending story. :P
I yawn and stretch my arms skywards not noticing the dark haired head resting heavily on my lap. Slowly I blink away the sleep and listen to the racket coming from the other room. I carefully extract myself and set Mori-senpai's head down softly onto the couch. I put my head to his forehead and am relieved to note that his fever is going down, even though his head is still quite warm.
I tip toe into the dining room as to not be seen and slowly manage to get halfway there before I fall flat on my face. I hear an audible crash next to my ear and cringe as I look over to see a broken plate. Once covered in beautiful blue ornate designs, know fractured into many pieces. I slowly get up, my face heated with embarrassment, and look over at the group of boys. The twins are standing side by side, making tsk-ing noises and wriggling a finger. Tamaki-senpai is looking at me with a worried expression. And Kyouya-senpai is looking at me with a smirk.
"That was a very expensive plate Haruhi. One of a kind, to be exact." Kyouya-senpai jots into his black journal of doom and then peeks up with his head still cast downward and smirks. His glasses flash in the light and the room goes cold. I watch in amusement as the others slowly back away.
"Just add it to my debt." I say as he states simultaneously, "I'll just add this to your debt." I smirk at his obvious displeasure at my lack of worry and then leave the room to get a cold cloth to put on Mori-senpai's head. When I walk back into the living room Mori-senpai is gone. Panic clutches my insides. Where could he be?
A tickling sensation on the back of my neck causes me to turn around and I see Mori-senpai looming over me. His eyes crinkle in worry and look pointedly at my exposed shoulder.
"Your hurt." He says quietly as he takes the wash cloth from my hand. I watch in confusion until he dabs on my shoulder and the sting makes me cringe. I watch his face as he intently continues dabbing at the wound and then frowns as he inspects it closure.
I watch as his face pales a little and he frowns before looking at me with a facial expression as serious as a head stone.
"Stay here Haruhi and don't move your arm." With that he spins on his heels and rushes off towards the closet, which I know has medical supplies. The pain throbs in my shoulder and I hope he is just overreacting. He comes back over and dabs cold antiseptic onto my shoulder before applying a salve. Soon my shoulder is numb and I look at him.
"What's going on Mori-senpai?" I watch as he just watches his wrist watch.
"Mori-senpai?" He still won't look at me. Aggravated I do the only thing I can think of the get his attention.
"Takashi! Look at me!" His head snaps up and his expression is unreadable.
"What is wrong with my shoulder?" I ask earnestly and he flinches.
"You have pieces of glass stuck in your shoulder." He says as he looks away and frowns.
"Thank you."
"I am going to try and get them out now."
"Okay." I clench my teeth as he takes a pair of tweezers and begins taking out the pieces. After a good ten minutes he finishes with the last, the biggest. Admittedly my head feels light and everything is a little blurry. I vaguely feel him wrap my shoulder and then the world slips to black. I come to a little and feel strong arms around me and see a shaky outline of a spiky head. Why does this man's head shape up into spikes? And why do I feel like I am on a boat? I think this thought fleetingly before drifting back into oblivion.
The next time I wake up I am blinded by white light and can hear the sound of soft rhythmic beeps. Slowly I try to sit up and wince when I feel a sharp pain in my left shoulder.
"Your awake!" Tamaki-senpai screeches before promptly attempting to attack her with a hug. Luckily Kyouya-senpai grabs him around the middle and holds him back.
"Shouldn't someone go tell Mori-senpai?" Kyouya-senpai says coolly as if he wasn't currently restricting a spastic king. Honey-senpai nods with a big grin and runs off down the hall.
"So what exactly happened?" I ask cautiously, what I get in return is looks of confusion and a Tamaki-senpai shrieking about how his poor daughter had amnesia. This of course stopped when Kyouya-senpai promptly smacked him across the back of his head with his black journal.
"Well, when the plate broke quite a few pieces ended up in your shoulder. As to how none of us noticed this before hand is a mystery. When Mori-senpai took them out you started to lose a lot of blood and fainted shortly after Mori-senpai started to bandage your shoulder. He ran all the way to the hospital, the mad man did." Hikaru jumps in and explains.
"Of course we only knew the part about Mori-senpai running to the hospital, Mori-senpai filled us in on the rest." Kaoru finished.
"You mean he ran all the way here?" I ask, my eyes surely wide in shock. Suddenly a looming form parts the sea's and looks at me intensely.
"Haruhi…"
So I feel like I stole the running all the way to the hospital thing from someone and I want to apologize if it was one of you guys or someone you knew… then again maybe I am paranoid, but I do read a lot of TakaHaru fanfics so it all starts to get muddled as to if my ideas are my own or not.
And thank you Cori for the idea on having Mori rescue Haruhi, MAJOR PROPS TO CORI! (just in case you don't read the other parts of my author note lol
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