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The Scorpion	By : Bastetkitten Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 3709 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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ATTENTION: I actually did research on this crap, so before you question it-I did do a research paper on it for my English class. That doesn't mean i'm totally correct-but a majority of it is. AvianaHelena called me on something, but i'm just gonna stick my tongue out on her. XD

sp346: soon enough?

No13: I'm so glad that it's not overdone. I do enjoy some drama :)

notafangirl: repressed? *arches eyebrow and gives a devilish smirk*

Sparrowswing: Your amazing review and your favorite pairing is what made me work so hard to post this as soon as possible

Kaoru sighed as he put his car into park. He headed into the pizza shop and thought about the restless night that lay ahead of him. He was grabbing pizza for an overly rambunctious Tamaki and an overly depressed Honey. Kaoru let out another sigh. Haruhi wouldn't even be there because she had rushed home because there was a strong chance of a thunderstorm. He pulled out his credit card to pay for the order.

He had just paid for his order when the door slammed open behind him. Kaoru turned to see his dark haired twin racing for the counter looking like hell.

Hikaru slammed a few bills on the counter. "Pick up for Ootori," He gasped. He tapped his fingers impatiently as the woman went to get his order.

"Having fun?" Kaoru gave him a once over.

Hikaru turned to make a retort but stopped. His eyes widened and it took a moment for it to register in his head that this was really his brother in front of him and not some hopeful mirage. "Kaoru?" Hikaru gasped. The full impact of the night seemed to hit him right there. His body gave a shudder and he pulled the unsuspecting Kaoru into a hug. "Oh God, it's really you!" Hikaru tightened his grip, afraid to let go; afraid this could be just another hallucination. "I should have called. I should have done something. It's all my fault."

Kaoru tensed against his brother. He wriggled free and managed to grab ahold of Hikaru's arms, making the twin look him in the eyes. "What's all your fault? What happened?"

Hikaru opened his mouth and then shut it. He bit his lip unsure of where to start.

Kaoru stared at him. "What's going on?" He questioned again. "Where's Mori and the Ass?"

Kyoya stared straight ahead at the TV that Takashi had turned off ten minutes ago. He tilted his head to the side and continued to stare at the blank screen. Several crashes came from the kitchen. Kyoya blinked and then looked toward the kitchen. He frowned and then unsteadily stood. After a moment of trying to balance himself, he reached forward and pushed the on/off switch on the TV. He turned from the TV and headed toward the kitchen, pushing past the door that hung by a hinge. Broken plates and silverware littered the ground, every cabinet open, bags of chips were torn and thrown around the room.

"It's all my fault," Hikaru repeated as he shook his head.

"What happened?" Kaoru pulled him to the side so no one could hear their conversation. No one of importance was here, but the less people to overhear their conversation, the better.

"Mori came over." Hikaru sighed. "Kyoya was really mad and they started arguing. I hated it. I just wanted everything to be like it was before; before this whole mess. When Kyoya, Mori and I would just hang out and be ourselves." Hikaru looked up. "So I made them go to the club with me. They didn't want to go and only went because I threatened Kyoya."

"How in the hell do you threaten Kyoya?" Kaoru raised a brow.

Hikaru continued on, not hearing his brother. "They were still so mad. They wouldn't talk to each other and then this guy offered me this drug-"

Kaoru swore.

"It was something candy…candy flipper or something…and I was going to take it but I saw how much they hated each other and I couldn't… I couldn't just let them be like that!" Hikaru stared into his brother's eyes, hoping that he would understand. "So I put the stuff in Mori's drink."

Kaoru's eyes widened. "You…Why? Why would you put it into Mori's?"

"Mori could kill Kyoya if he wanted to. I mean he nearly did the other day. And I just needed him to be happy. I thought that maybe if Mori wouldn't kill Kyoya then maybe Kyoya would get over the whole thing and they'd stop arguing. And I didn't want to give it to Kyoya. Kyoya hates most drugs. He says it makes him feel really weird. He keeps telling me I should quit them."

"Kyoya tells you to quit?" Kaoru blinked in surprise.

Hikaru nodded. "But when I got back Mori was really drunk but fine. Kyoya seemed fine too. I didn't realize it until it was too late, but they switched drinks."

Takashi finished licking the spoon and noticed he did not have the jar of peanut butter. He frowned and spotted Kyoya against the wall, greedily licking the food off of his fingers. Takashi tossed the spoon to the side and heard something break. He headed for Kyoya.

Kyoya looked up to see the man heading for him and he tightened his grip on the jar. He dunked his fingers into the jar and grabbed as much peanut butter out of it as he could. Takashi attempted to reach into the jar as well but Kyoya shoved him away, leaving a giant peanut butter handprint on Takashi's chest.

Kyoya looked down at his hand and promptly dipped it back into the peanut butter. Takashi frowned and grabbed Kyoya's wrist. Kyoya yanked his hand back, accidentally hitting himself in the face. There was now a smear of peanut butter from his cheek bone to his lips. Kyoya snorted at the funny feeling on his face and then continued to eat.

"My peanut butter," he told Takashi.

"So, Kyoya is candyflipping." Kaoru stared at his twin. He shuddered at the thought. "Has he proposed to his calculator yet?"

Hikaru ignored Kaoru's jest. "I think it's some kind of hallucinogen. Kyoya was going on about purple penguins and peanut butter."

"You think?" Kaoru stared at him and grabbed his shoulders again. "You gave him a drug that you had no idea what it did?" He shook his head. "You said you were going to take it!"

"Well-the guy said it was something good," Hikaru said defensively. "Something that would make the night better."

"It's LSD and ecstasy," Kaoru growled. "And it's really, really strong."

"How do you know that?" Hikaru asked.

Kaoru made a noise of frustration. "I've been worried about you! I've been spending all my time studying all the different types and signs of drugs and overdosing." Kaoru turned his head and sighed. "I wanted to be able to help if anything went wrong."

Hikaru smiled. "Really?"

"This drug is bad." Kaoru looked back up. "I've heard of people being completely out of their skulls. They don't know who they are or what they are. They aren't themselves in any sense."

Takashi watched Kyoya continue to greedily eat the peanut butter. The taller man's stomach made a loud rumble and Takashi frowned. He moved closer to Kyoya, which made the younger man tighten his grip on the jar yet again. Takashi slid a hand along Kyoya's jaw, moving Kyoya's head so that the cheek covered in peanut butter was exposed to him. He moved closer and gently licked a tiny bit of it off. Kyoya continued to eat, not bothered by the new attention and happy that Takashi was finally leaving his jar alone. Takashi's tongue darted out and licked the peanut butter off of Kyoya's cheek. He nipped at the flesh, trying to get every last bit of peanut butter.

"-then I had Takashi clean up the blood and they made me get pizza." Hikaru finished. He paused for a moment. "Is it considered date rape if I didn't mean to give Kyoya the drug?"

Kaoru stared at his brother. He swallowed the lump in his throat. "Hika?"

"Hmm?" Hikaru blinked.

"Are…they…in…the…car?" He asked slowly, begging the answer to be yes.

"No." Hikaru shook his head. "They're at home."

Kaoru closed his eyes. "Why?"

"They wouldn't go. I left the TV on and locked the doors," Hikaru told them "And I even took their cells."

"Why would you take their cells?" Kaoru asked incredulously.

"So Kyoya couldn't-" Hikaru stopped. "Do anything dumb."

"Or call for help," Kaoru told him through clenched teeth.

"They'll be okay," Hikaru said quietly.

"Just so we're clear:" Kaoru sighed. "Mori is drunker than drunk and Kyoya's out of his skull on drugs and you locked them into a room together."

"Yeah." Hikaru nodded.

Kaoru frowned. "…you know that Mori's gay, don't you?"

Takashi continued along Kyoya's cheek, slowly getting closer to the raven haired man's lips. As the trail of peanut butter reached Kyoya's lips, Takashi didn't hesitate. He ran his tongue over the peanut butter covered lips and then pressed his own lips against Kyoya's. The taste of Kyoya and peanut butter melded together and Takashi wasn't sure what he wanted more. Takashi's tongue slipped into Kyoya's mouth as he pulled the man closer to him. His tongue pushed against Kyoya's and Kyoya's pushed back much to Takashi's excitement.

"Actually I just found out," Hikaru said. "You knew?"

Kaoru slowly nodded. He paused as he tried to think over his words. "And you know that he's been crushing on Kyoya?"

"That explains a lot." Hikaru rolled his eyes. "Poor bastard. Kyoya's possibly the straightest guy on the planet. He's just a damn tease from hell." Hikaru sighed. "I mean he seriously walks around in his underwear just to fuck with me, I'm sure of it."

Kaoru took a deep breath as Hikaru continued to ramble on. "And now Kyoya's on a drug that people have been known to fuck horses on."

Hikaru laughed. "Lucky fucking horse. Seriously, if that ass would just give me one chance-"

Takashi battled against Kyoya's tongue as they both fought for dominance in the kiss. He nipped at Kyoya's bottom lip and began to plant tiny kisses around his lips. Takashi began to trail kisses down Kyoya's jaw and neck. Kyoya blinked as he leaned back into the wall. The attention felt good. His mind felt like it was drifting away and each kiss was a cloud touching him. He noted that the jar was still in his hand and he happily helped himself to some more. He looked down to see that Takashi was down on his knees kissing his belly button. He shrugged and continued to eat his peanut butter.

"-I mean I've told him countless times, if he wanted to go gay that I was his guy," Hikaru continued.

Kaoru shook his head as he stared at his rambling brother. He took another deep breath and tried yet again. "And so you've locked the drunk gay guy in the same room as the man he's been crushing on, who just so happens to be out of his freaking mind."

Hikaru snickered. "Yeah."

Kaoru waited patiently for the realization to kick in. Hikaru's face became frozen into a smile as his eyes widened. Kaoru shook his head. "And the light bulb finally clicks on." Kaoru sighed.

A few moments later, Hikaru dashed out of the pizza place toward his car. His hands fumbled over the keys and his nerves were on edge just thinking about the predicament he put Kyoya in. He didn't want to think of what Kyoya was probably going to do to him when he woke up in the morning.

"Let me drive," Kaoru hollered from his car. He was holding both of their pizza orders.

Hikaru raced for Kaoru's car and jumped into the passenger seat. Kaoru quickly put the car in gear and headed for Kyoya's place.

"I'm such an idiot!" Hikaru groaned.

Kaoru didn't respond. Instead he pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. "Hey Tono…Hey, I ran into Hikaru, and I'm going to hang with him…..Yeah, everything's fine…..Kyoya and Mori are fine….Bye." Kaoru then dialed another number on his cell. "Hey, it's me…" he let out a sigh. "I ran into Hikaru and there's a big problem…No, he's fine-…he's okay….yeah….it's the other two dumbasses….I'll call when I'm headed home, but don't wait up….Yeah, I'll tell him…you too." Kaoru sighed again as he ended the call. He looked over to Hikaru and then back to the road. "Yukiko hopes you're okay and says to tell you she said 'hi'."

"Oh." Hikaru looked out the window. There were a few minutes of silence as they drove along the road. "What's her major?"

Kaoru raised a brow. "Financial accounting." He shifted in his seat. "She runs into Kyoya a lot, actually."

"Oh," Hikaru said again.

"She asks about you a lot, too," Kaoru told him. He paused and then added. "She usually worries too."

"I thought she didn't like me," Hikaru said quietly.

"You two didn't have the best start," Kaoru said. "But she knows that you mean a lot to me….and that you're usually there for me."

Hikaru swallowed the lump in his throat. He looked out the window unsure of what to say. He jumped as thunder roared. He blinked as rain began to hit the windshield.

"I hope Haruhi's okay," they both said in unison. They looked at each other and gave a weak smile.

Hikaru opened the door and stopped dead.

"Holy shit!" Kaoru looked past his twin. The couch had been upturned, blood splattered on the floor, the TV lay on its side, the recliner had been broken and on its side, and desk drawers had their contents spread out across the room. Kaoru closed the door behind them.

"Looks like they got into the kitchen." Kaoru pointed to the door that was hanging by a hinge.

They walked into the kitchen and Hikaru couldn't breathe. The cabinets had everything ripped out of them; food, silverware and broken glass lay all over the floor. Chairs had been upturned. The table lay sideways.

"Is that-" Kaoru pointed to the wall.

"Peanut butter." Hikaru gulped. He backed out of the room, afraid to see more. Kaoru followed him out but paused as he noted a bundle of cloth in the corner of the room.

"They're probably in the bedroom." Kaoru sighed.

Hikaru grunted as he righted the couch. "I'm not going in there."

Kaoru grabbed his twin by the wrist and made Hikaru face him. "You need to go check! Because if they're not there, then that means they're in the street!"

Hikaru turned his head as he heard a strange sound. "Is that the shower?"

They both looked at each other and then raced for the bathroom.

"Oh that's just great!" Hikaru yelled as Kaoru leaned past the water spray to turn off the water. Hikaru grabbed a towel and began mopping up the water all over the floor as Kaoru tossed the ripped shower curtain into the tub. "Did they wreck every single room?" Hikaru grumbled.

Kaoru left the bathroom and opened the first door that he saw. "Yeah they did. This room is trashed too."

Hikaru slid up behind him. "Actually, that's my room. And it always looks like that." He laughed half-heartedly.

Kaoru sweat-dropped. "You need to check Kyoya's room. He turned to see Hikaru staring at a closed door. "I'll be in the living room."

Hikaru sighed as his brother headed back down the hallway. He reached out and grabbed the handle, slowly opening the door. He stared into the room and then quietly shut the door and retreated back to the living room.

"So?" Kaoru asked as he sat comfortably on the couch watching the TV he had just upturned.

"They're in there," Hikaru said as he collapsed onto the couch next to Kaoru.

"Screwing?" Kaoru asked.

Hikaru didn't answer. He just stared at the TV.

"Call Haruhi," Kaoru told him.

Hikaru turned to look at Kaoru.

"Or text. Just let her know that Kyoya's okay," Kaoru told him. Hikaru pulled out Kyoya's cell instead of his own and Kaoru's eyes widened and then he looked away. "Have you been the one sending Haruhi texts tonight?" He asked sadly.

Hikaru nodded. "Yeah." He texted Haruhi: Kaoru's here talking to Hikaru. They are getting along and everything is fine. I'm going to sleep. He pushed send.

"He yelled at her today; said some things that really upset her." Kaoru sighed. "She wouldn't say more than that."

"He did?" Hikaru frowned. "The dumbass." He looked down as the cell vibrated.

Are you drunk? You're acting really weird. You said you weren't okay, but you refuse to tell me why. You tell me stay away, but then act like you want to talk. Kyoya, what is wrong? Please, just talk to me!

The twins stared at the screen.

"Stop texting," Kaoru ordered. "Just…stop."

Hikaru set the phoned down. "I…I'll go get the pizza." Hikaru stood. "I'll be right back.

Kaoru chomped on the pizza as they watched the TV. He smiled as he watched Hikaru chomp away on his slice as well. It was almost like old times. He sighed happily. He might actually have his brother back.

They both looked at each other when they heard a door hit the wall. They turned their heads to watch the hallway. They both froze and Kaoru dropped his pizza.

"Blankets," A naked Takashi said as he rubbed the back of his head. He looked around the room searching.

Hikaru began snickering in his hand.

"How in the hell does that fit into Honey?" Kaoru stared incredulously.

Hikaru started laughing even harder.

"Blankets," Takashi repeated. "Kyoya's cold."

Kaoru's lip twitched in mirth. "We can't have that." He grinned. "I'm surprised you haven't warmed him up."

"Shivering." Mori picked up a couch pillow.

"Poor guy has the Goosebumps." Hikaru grinned.

"I would too if I realized that I had just been pinned down by that." Kaoru snickered.

"Actually-" Hikaru started but Kaoru shook his head, not wanting to know the exact position.

"Not goose bumps," Takashi said. He made a jerking motion with his arm. "Shivering."

Kaoru's smile fell and he furrowed his brow. "Shivering?" he asked, "Or shaking?"

Takashi rubbed the back of his head, his face contorted into confusion. Kaoru jumped off the couch and raced for the bedroom.

"Kaoru? What's wrong?" Hikaru yelled.

Kaoru pushed past the half open door and looked around the room. Kyoya was not on the bed. He moved to the side of the bed and saw Kyoya propped up against his dresser, a sheet around his midsection. Kyoya's arm jerked violently hitting the dresser and making the last of Kyoya's trophies fall. He was sweating profusely, and his chest had angry red scratch marks over his heart. Kyoya pushed his necklace aside and clawed at the skin again.

"It hurts," Kyoya said hoarsely.

"Shit!" Kaoru kneeled next to him. Kyoya's eyes were unfocused and staring toward the bed. Kaoru pushed Kyoya's hand away from his chest. He yelled over his shoulder, "Call an ambulance!" Kaoru turned back and felt Kyoya's head. "Shit! He's burning up!"

"We can't call!" Hikaru appeared behind his brother, a naked Takashi behind him. "They'll ask how he got like that. The press! Our parents! His DAD!"

Kaoru turned. "Kyoya's in shock. He's taken too much. If we don't get him help, he won't make it through the night."

Hikaru's eyes widened and then shifted to look at Kyoya. He then raced out of the room.

"Kyoya," Kaoru said. "Look at me." Kyoya continued to stare at the bed. "Can you hear me?"

Hikaru came back into the room holding a cell phone. "I'm calling Akito."

"What?" Kaoru turned. "Who's that?"

"Kyoya's brother: the doctor. Kyoya always said if anything went wrong to call him. It's why he took the password off his phone." Hikaru dialed the number and listened to it ring.

"….Kyoya?" He heard a man's voice. "Do you have any idea what time it is?"

"We need your help," Hikaru started. "It's Hikaru, I'm Kyoya's friend-"

"Where's Kyoya?" The man demanded.

Hikaru frowned. "He's busy. But he said to call you if we ever needed help…How do you fix a drug overdose?"

"…..you go to a hospital." Akito groaned.

"We can't." Hikaru looked over to Kyoya.

"Oh, in that case-You go to a Hos-pi-tal!"

Kaoru grabbed the cell out of Hikaru's hand. "Listen! Kyoya's on the floor sweating bullets and trying to claw his own chest off: What the hell do we do?"

There was a moment of silence and then Akito swore loudly. "Get him some water. Have him sip it. Do not, I repeat, do NOT let him guzzle it down. Get cool rags and ice, and get his temperature down. Talk to him and make him think that everything is okay. Where are you?"

"Kyoya's place." Kaoru told him. Kaoru covered the receiver and looked at Hikaru. "Go get some ice and cold wet washcloths." Hikaru nodded and rushed on out.

"I'll be there in twenty minutes," Akito said. He could hear clattering in the background. "What are his symptoms?"

Kaoru looked over to Kyoya. "Pupils are dilated, eyes unfocused, sweating, hot, flushed, he keeps jerking and clawing at his chest." Kaoru leaned down and swatted Kyoya's hands away from his chest again.

"Any idea what he took? None of those really go together." Akito slammed a door in the background and then started his car.

"Some idiot put ecstasy and LSD into his drink." Kaoru looked pointedly at Hikaru as his twin entered the room. Hikaru ducked his head and hurried over to Kyoya and put a cool rag on his forehead.

"That makes sense. Just make sure that he stays calm. LSD can really mess with you. Has he had any hallucinations?"

"He's had a few hallucinations." Kaoru frowned.

Hikaru looked up at his brother. "A few? He's out of his damn mind."

Kyoya doubled over and gripped his chest. "It hurts!"

Hikaru pulled Kyoya's hands away. "Then quit scratching!"

"Has he been doing anything vigorous?" Akito sounded panicked.

"Uh…" Kaoru looked over at Takashi who had fallen back onto the bed.

"Like dancing, fighting, running…." Akito offered.

"Yep." Kaoru sighed. He covered the receiver. "Go put on some pants!"

"Or that." Akito groaned. "Shit!"

"What's wrong?" Kaoru asked gripping the cell.

"Nothing. I'll be there in five minutes."

"I thought you said it took twenty." Kaoru felt the hairs on his arms raise in fear.

"I'll be there in five," Akito told him and then he heard the dial tone.

Kaoru put the cell into his pocket. "We need to put pants on him or something. Akito will be here in just a few minutes."

Hikaru stood and opened up a few of Kyoya's drawers. He tossed a pair of pants on top of Takashi and pulled out some dark boxers for Kyoya. With Kaoru's help he managed to pull the boxers onto Kyoya. As soon as they were done, Kaoru raced to go unlock the door. Hikaru looked up to see Takashi shimmying into the pants that he had tossed. They showed quite a bit of ankle and wouldn't buckle, but they would have to do. Kaoru walked back into the room and reapplied the cool rag to Kyoya's face.

There was a knock on the door and then they heard someone enter the condo. "Holy-" They heard a man's voice.

"In here," Kaoru yelled as he patted Kyoya's face with the cool rag.

A man walked into the bedroom. He had short spiky hair and brown eyes covered by glasses. He looked a little bit like Kyoya. The man looked over to Kyoya and quickly made his way over. He set down his bag next to Kyoya and pulled a stethoscope out of his pocket.

"Breathe Kyo," Akito told his little brother. Kyoya took a deep breath and turned his head. He gave Akito a look of confusion. Akito reached into a pocket of his bag and pulled out a package and a vial. He ripped open the package and attached the pieces to the vial which included a needle. He took ahold of Kyoya's arm. "Kyo?" Akito said softly. "This will make your heart slow down and stop hurting. But it might hurt, okay?"

Kyoya stared at him. He didn't move when Akito put the needle into his flesh. Akito watched Kyoya carefully as he injected the serum into Kyoya. He pulled the needle back out and tossed it into a trashcan. He bandaged Kyoya's arm, and then pulled out a small flashlight. He shone it back and forth over Kyoya's eyes.

"How much?" Akito asked as Kyoya's eyes stayed dilated. "How much did he take?"

"It was a pill about this big." Hikaru showed with his fingers.

Akito's eyes narrowed. "And how do you know that?"

"Uh…" Hikaru paled.

Akito looked at him in disgust. "Kyoya's pretty bad. I should be able to take care of it, but…." Akito raised a brow as Kyoya moved his hand up and down like an ocean wave. Sweat dripped into his eyes, but Kyoya didn't seem to notice.

"I'm in hell aren't I?" Kyoya said. "Burning for everything I've ever done." He turned his head to Kaoru, his eyes still unfocused. "You got your wish."

Kaoru looked down. "You're not in hell. You're just sick."

"Sick….wrong….bad…." Kyoya said. He laughed. "I'm going out the same way that I came in." He turned to Akito. "I guess fate can be perfect."

"Mom didn't do drugs," Akito told him. "Yuichi only said that because, well, because he's Yuichi."

"I shouldn't have been born." Kyoya closed his eyes. Akito frowned but offered no encouragement.

After a moment, Akito sat next to Kyoya and put his arm around his brother's shoulder. He let out a sigh. "You're my brother, and so is Yuichi. God knows that the both of you have been pains in my ass." He leaned his head back. "Ever since we were younger, I always wanted Yuichi to succeed because it was his birthright. I knew that you were just as good as him, but I never wanted you to succeed…But lately, I have noticed that Yuichi may not be the one who needs to inherit Dad's legacy. He may no longer be the right choice." Akito looked down at the ground. "I know that Yuichi has been stealing your work and passing it off as his own. Those last few presentations were not his."

"I did it," Kyoya stated as he stared at the bed.

"I know." Akito sighed.

"I did everything."

"I know." Akito nodded.

"Everything you said," Kyoya continued.

"I said?" Akito turned to look at Kyoya.

"Why did you leave?" Kyoya held his chest.

"Kyoya, what?" Akito turned and tried to get Kyoya's attention. "Calm down, your heart."

"it's your fault I'm like this," Kyoya yelled at the bed.

"It's not real. Whatever you think is there isn't real." Akito tried to make Kyoya look at him.

"You shouldn't have gone! You shouldn't have gotten into that car!" Kyoya yelled.

"She's not there," Akito grabbed Kyoya's shoulders and made him look at him. "Mom's not there!"

"Not…there…" Kyoya repeated. The pounding in his ears made it really hard for him to hear what Akito was saying. "Not…..here….." The loud pounding beat off key. Kyoya tilted his head. "The music….it's off key."

"Yes, Mom sang. It was really beautiful." Akito nodded. "Just breathe and concentrate on that. Now what did Mom sing?"

"Off key," Kyoya repeated.

Akito sighed. He glanced up at the twins who stared at him blankly. He turned back to Kyoya. "She sang opera, remember? Do you remember any of the songs?"

"Drums….way off….missing count…." Kyoya breathed heavily. He hit the floor with his hand. Thump. Pause. Thump-thump-thump. Pause. Thump. Pause.

Akito watched as Kyoya did the quick beat.

"She played drums?" Takashi asked from the wall.

"No." Akito shook his head slowly.

Kyoya's hand slowed. "I miss you." He stared at the bed. "They won't care…..She won't care." He placed a hand over his heart and looked at Akito, his eyes still not focusing. "Off key." He told him. "Thump…thump…."

Akito's eyes widened and he moved to his bag and began rummaging through it. Kyoya leaned back against the dresser. "thump…..thump….thump-thump-thump-thump….thump…..thum….thu….." Kyoya took a ragged breath and clutched his chest. He fell onto his side.

"KYO!" Akito pulled another plastic bag out with a vial. He shoved them onto the ground and crawled to his brother. Akito placed two fingers over Kyoya's jugular. "FUCK!" He pushed Kyoya onto his back and began to do CPR. Kyoya's eyes stared up at the ceiling completely empty.

Hikaru grabbed Kaoru by the arm. "Is he-"

Akito turned. "One of you! Get over here and do this!"

Kaoru let go of Hikaru and rushed to Akito's side. He took over for Akito as the older Ootori pulled something out of his bag: A defibrillator. He powered it on and set it up.

"Clear," Akito told Kaoru. Kaoru pushed himself back and watched as Kyoya's whole body jerked. Kyoya's body slumped back into the floor. His eyes continued to stare off into nothingness.

Hikaru stepped back into the wall behind him. He could feel hot tears falling down his cheeks. It was his fault. He had been the one who put the drugs in Kyoya's drink. He left him alone. He caused this. Hikaru let out a shuddering breath. It could have been him. He could easily be the one on the floor dead right now. Hikaru stared at the ground. He wished it was him instead. Kyoya didn't deserve this. This was all his fault.

"Clear!" Akito said again. Kyoya's entire body jerked again and fell back into the floor. Akito placed two fingers over his neck again and nearly slumped to the floor in relief. There it was: a faint pulse. He looked up to see his brother's chest rising slowly and then falling.

Kaoru looked at Kyoya and then to Akito. "Is he…okay?"

Akito nodded. He swallowed over the lump in his throat. "For now."

Kyoya lay on the bed drifting in and out of consciousness as Takashi told him the story of the three bears. Akito leaned against the wall as he arched a brow at the drunk version of the story. He shook his head at the idea of Goldilocks riding a Harley to the gingerbread man's and he headed out of the room.

The two twins sat on the couch. The dark haired one lay on the redhead's lap. Upon seen Akito, Hikaru jumped up and his twin stood behind him.

Akito glanced back down the hallway. "When he wakes up, you need to tell him what's going on." Akito sighed. "With those drugs there's no telling what he actually remembers of tonight." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Kyoya should be in a hospital, but for now just call me if anything happens. I left my number on the dresser and I plan to call into work tomorrow."

Kaoru nodded as Hikaru stared at the ground.

Akito dropped his hand. "Call me if he seems overly depressed, any bleeding, or if his chest starts to hurt really bad again. It's going to hurt because of the defibrillator, though. He's a stubborn ass so he may not mention it so just be on the lookout."

They both nodded again.

Kaoru looked around. "Hey, where did Mori go?"

"The drunk guy?" Akito asked. "He's in there telling Kyoya a bedtime story. He wanted to make sure he was okay."

The twins sweat-dropped.

"I have to go, but CALL!" Akito told them. He frowned and then slapped Hikaru upside the head before heading out the door.

Now for the GOOD NEWS!

I wrote this fic as a challenge to write something without smut in it and technically I did. Now that being said. In a few chapters after it becomes a little less relevant-I will be posting the "Lost Chapter". This would be what happened this glorious night. The more people asking for it the more likely I will post it sooner.
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