On Mute (Ouran High School Host Club fan fiction) COMPLETED

Chapter 17: Kyoya Lets It Out

Chapter 17: Kyoya Lets It Out

Haruhi's POV

We all wanted to check on Asuna at the church. And when I mean 'we' I mean me trying to force everyone to follow me to check on her. I hoped she was alright. . . She hasn't talked to us since in the hospital when she wanted us to give a funeral for her sister.

I felt awful for her. Her own sister tried to kill her because she killed her family, and yet Asuna still loved her because she was the only family she had left. Her life must've been so miserable without someone to rely on. I really got to talk with her. I had to get things straight.

The limo screeched to a stop and we all hopped out. Kyoya opened the door slightly but he stopped. I gave him a confused look, not knowing what was going on.

"What is it, Kyoya-senpai?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"This," he then opened the door wider and pointed to a shiny object wedged into the wooden door. I gasped, and so did some of the others.

"What do you think happened, Kyoya?" Tamaki asked.

"I'm not sure, but whatever it was wasn't anything good." he stated. I pondered about the knife for a moment, thinking of conclusions that could've happened. She did mention some things about two men. . . and her sister, but she's dead. I gasped, earning looks to explain.

"You idiot, Kyoya-senpai! Those men that were after her!" I shouted.

"Natsume and Kaito?" he questioned.

"Yeah, and I bet they were here too! Do you think that they kidnapped her?" I asked. He looked at me doubtfully.

"Not really, and even if they did, what does it matter?" he questioned, walking inside the building like we haven't even talked. Why doesn't he care about anything but himself?! That selfish, conceited bastard!

"Kyoya-senpai, we have to find her!" I yelled.

"And if we don't?" he arched an eyebrow.

"Come on, guys! We have to find her!" I shouted, pulling onto Tamaki's arm. Everyone sighed at me except for Honey-senpai and Mori-senpai. We all ran outside, me in the lead as we ran around, calling for Asuna's name. It would've seemed like hours until if I hadn't spotted something lying on a hill where the night was fading around the sun that was dawning down.

"Look, guys! What do you think that is?" I asked.

"Only one way to find out, Haruhi." Tamaki stated proudly as he charged up from the gravestones of the cemetery to the hill. I quickly followed behind to see what it was. Tamaki and I gasped in surprised when we saw Asuna lying on the grass, blood seeping through the sweater shirt with a knife stuck inside. She wasn't breathing. She was obviously dead.

"H-Haruhi. . . Do you think they did it?" he asked me, not believing his eyes. It was hard believing mine too. Did those men do this to her?

"I don't think so, Tamaki. Look at her hands." her hands were covered in her own blood. The scent was still fresh, and that meant it wasn't too long ago when it happened.

"Do you think she did this on herself?" he asked. Why would Asuna commit suicide just like that? Why would she do that to herself? What would she gain from this?

"I think she has," I muttered. The others were now catching up behind us.

"Haruhi, what's the matter? Is that Asuna-chan?" Honey asked. I couldn't face him like this. All I could think about was Asuna. Why would she do this to herself?

Wait a minute. . . now I get it.

"Baka's. We're all baka's." I stated. Everyone turned to face me instead of her dead corpse. I turned to face them all as well. "Don't you get it? I know why Asuna killed herself, and it was a very good reason too, if you all haven't figured it out. We all did this to her." Hikaru and Kaoru's face fell, their head facing their feet in shame, now knowing what I was talking about.