Hey all! Can I just say...wow! I got eleven reviews on the previous chapter! I was not expecting such a great turn-out. Thank you so much to each of my lovely reviewers!

I am so glad that you all loved Isamu-chan so much! He's a personal favorite of mine...and the only thing I own besides the plot line of this fanfic. He's a cute kid, ne?

I apologize if this chapter is coming too soon for your liking, but I have no idea when I will be able to post the following chapter.

Either way, enjoy!

Previously...

Kyoya laughed quietly at the sight. Haruhi, an almost fully grown woman, was being reprimanded for her behavior…by a toddler!

"Don't think you've gotten out of this." Haruhi spat, placing the boy back on the ground.

"Isamu-chan, this is my special friend, Kyoya Ootori." Haruhi told the boy, who climbed up on the chair next to the bed to get a better look.

Kyoya let him poke his face before the little boy's eyes went wide. "You look just like him." He whispered.

And now...

Kyoya

Kyoya was shocked into silence.

"Wh…what do you mean?" Kyoya asked the boy.

"The man who promised me that I wouldn't be alone…" Isamu responded, looking down.

"My father possibly? What did this man look like?"

"He had glasses and black hair…and he looked like an angrier version of you." Isamu seemed to be struggling to remember what the man looked like.

"It was definitely my father…" Kyoya seemed thoughtful. "Tell me, Isamu, what did this man tell you?"

"He said not to worry about anything…he said that someone would take care of me…"

Kyoya saw Isamu glance towards Haruhi. Isamu half-smiled at Kyoya before climbing off the bed and walking back over to Haruhi. He may have been seeing things, but Kyoya could have sworn he saw an almost motherly glance in Haruhi's eyes and an admiring look on Isamu's face.

His girlfriend suddenly got a panicked look on her face. "Isa-chan! We have to get you back before dinner or that nurse will have our heads!"

Isamu's face exploded with emotion, and Kyoya almost laughed at the pout that graced the boy's features.

"I fear that my dear Haruhi is correct. It seems to be just about that time…it was a pleasure to meet you Isamu." Kyoya smiled kindly at the boy, who approached him as Haruhi began to clean up.

"Feel better, Kyoya-sama!"

"It's just Kyoya…really."

"Feel better, Kyoya!" Isamu gave the man a hug, stunning Kyoya for a moment.

In an instant, Isamu was back next to Haruhi and, if Kyoya hadn't known any better, he would have said they looked like a mother and her son. Haruhi cradled a large bag on one hip and held onto Isamu's hand with her other hand. Just as the door was about to close, a shy voice pierced his senses.

"Um…Kyoya…? Would it be okay for me to come visit you again tomorrow?" The boy's eyes held such hope that Kyoya simply couldn't say no.

"Of course. I would love nothing more. Enjoy your dinner."

Kyoya's laugh reverberated off the walls at the face that Isamu pulled at the mention of dinner.

Haruhi

Haruhi held onto Isamu's hand as he continued to jabber happily.

"And then I'll take my coloring book and we'll color some more Batman pictures! But I won't let him have the black crayon…I think Kyoya would be the kind of person to stick to the rules and color Batman in black…but that's not fun…at all…"

She chuckled lightly at Isamu's observations. "Then make sure you hide it, okay? Don't let that uptight jerk have the black crayon!"

The pair reached Isamu's door just as the nurse was coming around the corner with what Haruhi assumed was Isamu's dinner.

"Come on, Isa-chan! Before she sees us!" Haruhi picked the boy up and sprinted to his room.

"It was…so nice…to meet you, Isa-chan…" Haruhi was gasping from the sudden exercise combined with her mild illness.

"Haruhi…you're going to come back, right? You aren't going to leave me by myself…are you?" Isa's eyes brimmed with tears.

"Of course not, Isa-chan! We're friends now! I can't just leave you all alone. And I won't ever leave you by yourself. I swear it! In fact, here's my number if you ever need to contact me for any reason." Haruhi scrawled her number in the front cover of Isa's coloring book. "I also have a little something for you. I heard you were looking for something that was lost in the fire…"

"What is it?" Isa's eyes went wide in anticipation.

Haruhi pulled the teddy bear out of the big bag and handed it to him. "A special bear for an even more special little man."

"H-Haruhi…I love him! Thank you so much!" Isa squealed as he wrapped an arm around Haruhi's neck.

"Oh! You succeeded in bringing him back on time, did you?" The nurse interrupted their moment.

Haruhi nodded. "And…if it's alright, I would like to take Isa-chan out of this room for a little while every day…"

The matronly nurse nodded happily. "I think that would be just the thing to help him heal."

"Isa-chan, I'll see you tomorrow then!" Haruhi told him, ruffling his hair lightly.

"I can't wait! Promise you'll come…?" Isa seemed not to trust that she would keep her promise.

"If I don't come on any given day, call that number I gave you until I pick up, okay? You have my permission to bug me as much as you want."

"Thank you! And thank you for the bear, Haruhi! I'm going to name him Kyo." Isa smiled.

"Enjoy your dinner, Isa-chan. And have a great night! Take care of Kyo, okay?"

Haruhi and the nurse stepped into the hallway and began to talk about the boy in the room.

"This is exactly what he needs, Miss. Thank you so much…"

"It's my pleasure really. I don't know why, but I feel such a connection to him…I haven't had such a close connection with anyone since right before my own mother died."

Before the two parted ways, Haruhi also left her number with the nurse just in case anything were to happen with Isamu.

When Haruhi arrived at Kyoya's room again, she was feeling rather run-down.

"Haruhi?" Kyoya asked as she walked through the door.

"Mm?" Haruhi couldn't find the strength to answer him.

"You okay? You look a bit flushed."

"Mm fine…" She sat down heavily in the chair beside Kyoya's bed.

"Alright…" He didn't seem to believe her. "Who was that boy?"

"Someone I met…wandering halls…" Haruhi was fighting to stay awake. She had had a long and tiring day, and she was still feeling sick. "Cute, huh?"

"Yes, very. What was he doing here?"

"Felt bad for him…thought he could…use a friend…" Haruhi couldn't talk anymore for fear that her energy would be sapped. She felt unconsciousness take hold of her before she could react and vaguely felt her head smack the back of her chair before falling into the darkness.

Kyoya

Kyoya couldn't believe his eyes. Haruhi had just been wide awake when the boy was here. Had it all been an act? He hadn't even been able to discern that she was feeling ill. Aside from the quick conversation earlier about her deteriorating health, he had all but forgotten that she had been out in the rain as well.

To say that Kyoya Ootori was worried about his girlfriend would be an understatement. He was scared that she would end up back in the hospital, and he wouldn't be able to see her due to his confinement to his bed. Pushing the call button next to him, he reached out for Haruhi and grabbed her hand.

"Yes sir? What do you need?" The young nurse asked him.

"Could you please find a bed or…a more comfortable chair…" Kyoya asked as he motioned towards Haruhi's unconscious form.

"Of course!"

It took the nurse half an hour to find and bring a second hospital bed into the room, and she had been kind enough to set it next to Kyoya's bed.

"How should I…" The nurse began to ask but was cut off by a voice from the door.

"Allow me."

Kyoya's eyes shot towards the door. "Tamaki!"

Tamaki entered the room, closely followed by the rest of the hosts.

"Sirs, you can't be here! Visiting hours are about to end." The nurse told them.

"We'll leave when they end, then." Hikaru told her, brushing past her and walking towards the two beds.

Kyoya watched Tamaki pick Haruhi up and place her gently on the bed before Hikaru reached to cover her up. He felt a twinge of jealousy. No one touched Haruhi but him…

"What the hell were you thinking, Kyoya?" Tamaki asked lowly, his back still turned to Kyoya.

"What do you mean?" He asked, thoroughly confused.

Tamaki turned on him, his face darkened with anger. "Just what the fuck were you thinking?! Going out after Haruhi like that! You have an entire police force at your disposal and the first thing you think is to go out after her?! Not to mention that you have more wounds at this moment than all of our wounds throughout our lives combined! If you had just sent a fucking driver to find her, it would have been fine! She wouldn't be burning with fever, and you wouldn't be in as much pain. Why are you incapable of thinking?!"

"You're one to talk! Tamaki, I love her! I couldn't just leave her there in the rain! What if I had sent a driver out to find her? What if she had latched onto him? Even worse, what if he couldn't do the job?! Haruhi doesn't calm down for just anyone!" Kyoya spat heatedly.

"Ah...so here you are. You seem to have a bit more medication flowing through you than the last time I saw you, Kyoya." Kyoya's head once again snapped towards the doorway.

"R-R-Ranka...I..."

"Save it. Kyoya, you lied to me. How could you do that? You know that my daughter has been stressed enough without you getting worse. Not to mention, if you had just sent a driver as you said you would, she could be healthy and warm instead of sick and feverish." Ranka's voice was eerily calm.

"But...Ranka, I couldn't let just anyone go after her. Haruhi needed me. She...I...I said something stupid to her...that's why she was out there in the first place...I felt responsible and I didn't think that..."

"Damn right! You didn't think! We've been looking for you for ages and we finally get you back only for this to happen?! Do you really think we needed to add to our worries? Do you really think Haruhi needed the extra worry?!" Hikaru exploded on him. "I may have conceded before, but if you cannot even take care of her, then I will take her from you! She needs a man who can protect her and keep her safe! You going out after her and aggravating your injuries is not the way to do so!"

"Excuse me!" A groggy voice chimed from behind Tamaki and Hikaru.

When all attention had turned to the girl, she continued. "Do you all think that you run my life? I love Kyoya with every fiber of my being and if getting a little sick is the result of worrying over the man I would give my life for, then so be it. Tamaki-senpai, I agree that what he did was reckless and stupid, but you did something similar to save me from drowning once, if I recall correctly. Granted, you weren't injured and weak, but he came for me. And Dad, I've dealt with thunderstorms alone since Mom died…You were always busy working when they happened. It just so happens that Kyoya came for me himself, and I'm glad for it. Having someone who cares enough to come for you in person means so much to me, and I know that he's really banged up, but I don't think I would have been able to calm down with the help of anyone else but Kyoya…not even if you had come for me, Dad…"

Kyoya stole a glance at Ranka, who visibly flinched.

"Hikaru…you know that I love you. But you and Kaoru are so much like my brothers that I couldn't bear to lead you on. You two need each other, and we all need the two of you together. If one of you was hurting while the other was in a relationship…that would tear the club apart. I know you care for me, Hikaru…but I love Kyoya. I know that his actions were idiotic and foolish, and don't worry, I'm going to berate him for it later…but the fact of the matter is that he's the only one I want."

Kyoya blushed at Haruhi's repeated admissions to loving him, and he shot her a warm smile before she continued.

"Now, I am not feeling very well, and I would love it if I could have some peace and quiet to get some sleep. If you're going to argue with my boyfriend about his stupidity, then please, I am begging you all, come back tomorrow and do it…"

Kyoya was stunned. Every man in the room was wrapped firmly around Haruhi's fingers…and he was no exception! He kept his eyes trained on his girlfriend. Her admonition of the men in the room had clearly taken a lot out of her, as her eyes rolled back and she gracelessly fell back onto the bed.

"Haru-chan!" Honey shouted in worry.

"Don't worry about it, senpai. She's just not feeling very well, and her little speech probably used up most of her energy." Kyoya assured the shorter man. But inside, his stomach was knotting in worry. How had she let herself get this bad? Not sleeping, hardly eating, and constantly worrying for him…those were the ingredients for the perfect storm as far as her health was concerned. Those topped with the storm had to have been so detrimental to her health. She had also probably used up a lot of energy to keep up a "healthy" façade in front of Isamu.

"Well…we just came to see that the two of you were alright, seeing as neither of you looked too good when we found you." Kaoru said, inching his way towards the door.

"Thank you for visiting…you are welcome back tomorrow if you'd like. It is the weekend after all." Kyoya told his guests.

They all nodded and left silently…all except for Ranka.

"Kyoya…I…I'm sorry about what I said. My daughter clearly trusts you with her life, and I shouldn't have been so hard on you. After all, you did make sure she was taken care of…You're one ambitious idiot, you know? I think Kotoko would have liked you, too." Ranka told him in a whisper.

"Don't apologize…I lied to you, and for that I am deeply sorry. I just…I need Haruhi as much as she needs me. She is my entire world, and when I heard the first rumbles of thunder, I knew I had to go find her. She can get rather…skittish when a thunderstorm starts."

Ranka chuckled before growing serious. "Kyoya, you are the only one for her, and I want you to know that the two of you together has made me a very happy man. Break her heart, and I'll break you."

Kyoya gulped nervously. Dressed in his transvestite garb, Ranka did not seem as though he could pack much of a wallop, but Kyoya was not a man to leave something so serious to chance.

"And Kyoya?" Ranka was at the door, his hand on the handle. "If anything happens to me, I want you to take care of my daughter. You two were made for each other."

He was gone without another word. That statement had sounded a bit ominous to Kyoya, but he brushed it off as stress from the past couple of days.

Kyoya looked over at Haruhi, who was lying on her side, facing him. Her pale lips were parted as she breathed deeply. The corners of her mouth were turned into a delicate smile, and her face looked as though she was at peace in her dream world. Kyoya reached over to her and brushed her fringe out of her face, noticing the heat that radiated off of her forehead. Oh, Haruhi…I'm sorry…

Weeeeell...that's about it for now!

I hope you enjoyed this chapter as well! There's going to be a bit more drama before everything can be sort-of okay again...so please bear with me!

(I'm also thinking of a three-quel...but we'll see. I already have a story line for that one too. KyoxHaru of course. Let me know if you would read it! It would be like these but...more drama/hurt-comfort/tragedy esque. Meh, I'll probably post one anyway and see what people think...)

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