Hey all! I just wanted to start off by thanking all of you for your marvelous reviews last chapter!

I was not going to post a chapter today, but I am going to be on a bus to Washington D.C. in about an hour (6AM or so...) and heck if I know when I'm going to get five minutes to post another chapter...

Either way, I hope you all enjoy this chapter! See you at the bottom!

Previously...

The couple fell asleep wrapped in each other's embrace and remained undisturbed for some time until…

"Miss Fujioka!" A nurse burst through the door, startling Haruhi awake. Her movements, thankfully, did not rouse her sleeping boyfriend, and she shushed the woman with a finger to her own lips.

Haruhi gingerly rose from bed and followed the woman outside the room.

"What is it?" She asked, still a bit grumpy from having had a very rude awakening.

"It's Isamu!"

And now...

Haruhi's eyes shot wide open, and the pair of women raced to the young boy's room.

"What happened?" Haruhi huffed as they continued to run. She was still not feeling back to her old self, and the run was taking more of a toll on her than it should have.

"He just started screaming for you...he won't stop crying. We don't know what happened, but we thought you might be able to help."

By that time, the pair had reached Isamu's room only to see him sobbing into the large bear, which he had his arms wrapped tightly around. Haruhi raced into the room and called out to the boy. He immediately calmed down a bit, and Haruhi approached him carefully.

"Are you alright, sweetie?" She asked gently.

"H-Ha-Haruhi…I'm sorry! I didn't mean anything I said! I swear!" He sobbed.

Haruhi continued to get closer to him, and eventually, she sat herself on the side of his bed. Isamu flung himself at her and sobbed into her chest. Haruhi rubbed soothing circles into his back and lovingly threaded her fingers through his hair.

"Isa-chan, look at me." Haruhi cooed after a few minutes of letting him cry. When he complied, she continued, "I forgave you before it even happened."

"But…but how?" Isamu seemed incredulous.

"Because I'm your friend, and I feel this…motherly pull towards you. That's what friends and mothers do." Haruhi smiled at him, and he returned it before pulling her into a neck-crushing hug.

"Are you alright now, Isa-chan?" She asked after a moment. Feeling him nod against her, Haruhi pulled him into her lap. "Do you want to talk about it?"

He nodded again and settled against her, still holding tightly to Kyo.

"I just…I was hurt. I felt like you were lying to me and you betrayed me. I don't really have a family, so I was expecting to go to the lonely kid house…"

"Lonely kid house?" Haruhi asked, curious to know what he meant.

"What is it called…where they put all the kids with no mommies or daddies? I can't say it…"

"Oh…the orphanage?"

He nodded and continued. "I went from not having a family to having a daddy, an uncle, and a cousin…at least…that's who I know about." Isamu pouted cutely, trying to figure out just how big his new family would be.

"Isa-chan…I didn't want to be the one to tell you, because I knew you would be hurt. I doubted that you would believe me. But now, you have Mr. Ootori and my good friend in the other room, and they will love you as if you were their own child. And you know what the best part is?"

Isamu shook his head, a spark of excitement returning to his teary eyes.

"I get to see you all the time! We can hang out and color and play games any time you want…as long as I'm not in school, of course. You, Kyoya, and I can be like the Three Musketeers!"

"The who…?" He seemed lost.

"I'll have to read it to you later…or we can watch it…either way, we'll never be apart for long, and I'll come see you as often as I can."

Isamu instantly brightened and threw his arms around her again. "I'm so happy! I thought you would have to leave me…"

Haruhi set the boy against his pillow and brushed his dark fringe from his face. "I will never leave you, as long as you want me here." Her tone was serious but loving, exactly how a mother would be.

When Isamu nodded again, Haruhi softened her tone. "Do you want me to read to you? Maybe you can try to take a nap."

At the mention of a nap, Isamu shook his head vehemently. "I would love if you would read to me, but no way am I taking a nap. Those are for babies!"

"We'll see..." Haruhi told him light-heartedly before pulling a book from his nightstand. One of the nurses must have been doing the same for him previously. Looking at the cover, she saw that it was Peter Pan and immediately smiled. Kyoya had read the very same story to her when she had been in the hospital.

By the time Peter Pan arrived to the Darling household, Isamu was fast asleep and curled into Haruhi's side. She chuckled and set the book aside. Pulling the covers up around the two of them, Haruhi finally allowed her own eyes to give in to gravity and close.

Kyoya

Kyoya was wandering the halls. When he had woken up, Haruhi was no longer with him, and he was incredibly worried. If anyone would have seen him, they would have thought he was a zombie. He was pale and stiff and clutching the IV pole like a lifeline. He was not, by any means, supposed to be out of bed.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he almost had to smack himself for being so blind. Of course she would be in the children's ward! Kyoya turned around slowly, for he had learned that quick movements left him leaning against the wall or lying face down on the tile.

Upon reaching Isamu's room, Kyoya felt a smile tug at the corners of his lips. Isamu's face was mostly obscured by his teddy bear, but his bangs fell to one side of his mouth. Every time the boy breathed, his hair moved out then back again. One arm grasped his teddy and the other was flung over another body. Isamu was curled into something…no, someone. This person had a peaceful smile on her face and an arm wrapped securely around Isamu. Her position next to the boy could have lead to someone mistaking her for his mother. She faced Isamu, and even her head was tilted so that he would be the first thing she saw upon waking. This was the woman he had fallen in love with.

Silently, Kyoya opened the door and crept inside. He sat beside the bed and watched the scene, trying to memorize every detail so that he could pull it up in the future.

He had no idea how much time had passed before the two in the bed stirred simultaneously. Haruhi seemed to lean closer to Isamu and whispered something to him before stretching and lying on her back with a smile on her face. Isamu did the same, but he was much more verbal about his stretching. From his position, Kyoya could only see the chubby arms reaching into the air as baby dinosaur-like sounds emitted from Isamu's body. He could not stifle a chuckle, and as soon as the sound escaped Kyoya's lips, Haruhi and Isamu shot up in bed.

"Kyoya!" Haruhi breathed, a hand over her chest.

Kyoya smirked. "I see you two have made up?" He observed sagely.

"Of course! Haruhi explained everything to me! I felt really bad about yelling at her before…" Isamu looked down, but a firm squeeze from Haruhi lifted his spirits immediately.

"Kyoya…you shouldn't be out of bed…" Haruhi looked extremely worried.

Kyoya shrugged off her worries and replied, "I've had enough of sleeping. If I had stayed in there, they would have given me more drugs so I can sleep off the pain. And…I was worried. We fell asleep together, and I woke up alone…"

Haruhi swung her legs over the side of the bed and embraced him lovingly. "I wouldn't have left you if it wasn't for a good cause. You know that."

Kyoya couldn't manage any words and just nodded against her, returning the hug. He pulled back and kissed her on the lips.

"You know I overreact…especially when you aren't there…and these drugs have me on an emotional roller coaster…I get so depressed when you aren't there…"

"I know…but soon, you'll be well enough to leave. You won't need any more meds, and we can finish our high school year in peace."

At some point, Isamu had wriggled beside Haruhi. He looked up at Kyoya, his nose pinched and his hands on his hips. "If you ever get sad again, you can come hang out with me!" It may have sounded like a request or an invitation, but Kyoya knew it was a demand.

Kyoya ruffled the boy's hair, making Isamu's cheeks turn bright red. "Sounds like a deal, my friend."

"Come to think of it..." Haruhi's skeptical voice returned him to their conversation. "It's been really quiet lately. No girls coming to visit; no homework; no hosts really..."

Kyoya groaned. "My father...he has this...let's call it his fatherly side. He gets very overprotective when my siblings or myself are in trouble. He also doesn't want the press to get wind of it, seeing as they do anything to undermine our credibility. And then there's the fact that he thinks reduced stress, via restricting visitors, will help us get better. Really, it just gives us a case of cabin fever, and we just try to get better faster so as not to be in confinement for much longer..."

"I suppose it works then." Haruhi observed.

"Wha...huh?"

Haruhi glanced at him, looking inquisitive. "Those meds are frying your brain, huh? Can't even remember what you said…"

Kyoya was still lost, and he suddenly felt the world spinning beneath him. He heard his girlfriend's frantic calls to him before the darkness consumed him and he collapsed to the floor.

So...this chapter was a bit shorter than the last one, but I thought this was a marvelous place to stop for now. Don't worry! I have the next chapter ready to go! (I don't think it ends any better than this one did, just to forewarn you...)

Please review if you get the chance! Reviews are greatly appreciated! :)

Until next time...