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Nightshift 33: M35, Clinic
Tamaki was still awed and touched that Ritsuka had set up the clinic for him. He... well, he'd stay alert and up and as focused as possible until Raine showed up. And anyone else. He remembered Kratos had said something about not being able to make it....
They really did need more healers and doctors. Maybe during the day he could hold classes in first aide or something, and anyone who wished to help could come. Yes, that was something he could focus his mind on. That was good.
He struggled out of bed, eyes still feeling hot and itchy from crying, and opened the door with another small smile directed at his roommate.
From the sound of the intercom, something was happening tonight. Maybe he should ask Ritsuka to stay after all.....
They really did need more healers and doctors. Maybe during the day he could hold classes in first aide or something, and anyone who wished to help could come. Yes, that was something he could focus his mind on. That was good.
He struggled out of bed, eyes still feeling hot and itchy from crying, and opened the door with another small smile directed at his roommate.
From the sound of the intercom, something was happening tonight. Maybe he should ask Ritsuka to stay after all.....
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"Ah, do you mean about...last night? Ritsuka knows...." And he didn't think there was anything left to talk about. He'd let out what he had to a little with the younger boy, earlier, and now he felt he really needed to focus. "Or about... everything?" If Mori hadn't been told everything, then they really needed to bring him up to speed!
Or maybe Hikaru meant both.
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"...But I'll settle for what happened last night, if you're feeling up to it." Mori was the national Kendo champion. He could probably kill the bastard that had hurt Tamaki.
Good.
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"---know about this place, anyway?"
Hikaru's question broke through and he blinked, looking back at the group. He knew enough, he thought - monsters at night, hospital was really a lie, don't travel in groups, Mitsukuni wasn't there. He hefted the closet rod on his shoulder as an indication that he knew it was dangerous and left it at that. Nia had been kind enough to explain everything to him, despite his lack of conversational skills. Same, really, with Chopper.
He, like Hikaru, was far more interested in what Tamaki had to say. The Club took care of their own, and with Haruhi, Mitsukuni and Kyouya missing, it meant they had to protect the ones remaining all that much harder.
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The prospect of hearing what happened last night made Ritsuka uncomfortable. He wasn't entirely certain why, either. The idea that someone had hurt his roommate and he hadn't been there to help - it made him angry and frustrated and confused. He was at a loss as to what to do and so he just sat there, watching like some sort of strange voyeur, privy to the Host Club's reality. Mori still didn't seem like a talker and that was unnerving, so Ritsuka scooted a bit further away from him and picked at his pant leg, not sure what else to do.
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"Well, as long as you've been warned, Mori...." Tamaki managed, understanding what the quietest of the Hosts was indicating. "And last night..."
What more was there to say? Other than things he'd never ever say to anyone.
"There isn't much more to it than I said," he admitted. "I... he tried to do something to me, and it shook me up something terrible, but he didn't hurt me or....anything. And it's over and done with and.... I have the clinic I have to focus on." He offered another weak smile.
"And we really are terribly understaffed tonight. We're just lucky Ritsuka offered to stay and help...." Without his roommate, Tamaki wasn't sure what he would have done.
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Seeing how uncomfortable the boy looked, Hikaru got up and walked over to him, tousling his hair slightly.
"Tamaki..." He wanted to shake the guy, tell him to snap out of it, but...he couldn't do that. Instead, he just shook his head.
"I'll go get Kaoru in a few minutes," he mumbled. "If he's feeling better, he can help out. If he isn't, I'll just let him sleep and help out by myself."
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Then he gave him a small smile, as if to say that whatever happened, he wasn't going to pry, but if Tamaki needed it, he was there. He didn't need to tell him now, maybe not ever, but Mori was going to stick by his side as long as Tamaki needed him. That included the clinic, of course. Mori knew first aid, as anyone who spent time around martial artists did. He'd wrapped his hands up earlier after rubbing them raw in trying to get the rod down at any rate.
He just wondered if Hikaru would need protection or not as he went to get his brother. Even one hallway over could be dangerous and leaving any Host undefended would be a bad idea.
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"Be careful out there," he cautioned, worry displacing any other emotion as he thought of Hikaru going out into the halls alone. He didn't want his first night in the Clinic being filled with seeing his friends bleeding.
And where was Soubi? If Tamaki stayed this understaffed, the Clinic was going to be hard up on hands. Was the Fighter not coming tonight? Was he sick? Ritsuka wished he was a better Sacrifice, or even just a better friend. He had no idea what was happening with Soubi or Miku or any of his other friends and that... made him feel utterly powerless.
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Furiously, he wiped at his eyes, not wanting to show that side of him. It had been alright with Ritsuka, for some reason, but he felt childish and silly crying in front of Hikaru or Mori.
"Well!" he tried, standing up very quickly. "I... have books that are very helpful. And not just for first aide for more advanced medical techniques and procedures, so we're.... we're very well prepared for any emergency...."
He cleared his throat, knowing his voice was wavering but hoping everyone would let it slide. "And Hikaru, if you'd like to bring Kaoru something....?"
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"And as outdated as some of my knowledge is, I'm a healer," Raine said, walking in. She'd only caught what Tamaki said, but she'd figured out context with far less to go on (fragments of ancient texts and intercepted class notes had a surprising amount in common). "Did someone have a question?"
Seeing that no one was hurt, she was mostly watching Tamaki, and her concern was clear. She could see he'd been crying, and while he likely wouldn't want to talk about anything that made him start again, she wanted to know what was wrong if she could help.
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"No, no questions," Hikaru replied a little tersely. He knew Raine by sight and by reputation, but he hadn't exactly interacted with her much during his lovely two week stay at Landel's. She was Tamaki's friend/mentor/whatever, not his. Even though M35 had replaced the Music Room and the Aid Society was the new Host Club, Hikaru didn't quite trust her yet.
He walked away from Ritsuka and started to move towards the door...avoiding Tamaki's gaze the whole time. Mori was a little harder to avoid because of his sheer size, so he just got a rueful look. "Actually, I think I'm going to go get Kaoru now. You want to come with, Ritsuka?" That way he wouldn't be out in the halls alone...and he'd have someone to talk to.
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A new person entered the room, a young woman claiming to be a healer. Mori quirked an eyebrow and stood back as she came in, letting her take center stage. If she was a healer (who said that anyway? Didn't she mean doctor?), then she was far more important to this Aide Society than he was.
Hikaru moved toward the door and shot him a puzzling look, to which Mori could only nod. He recognized that expression - Hikaru was giving up on the surface, but underneath he was still boiling mad and wary of this stranger. Mori stepped aside, figuring he could stay here and watch the others as long as Hikaru wasn't by himself. He wasn't sure how much a little kid like this Ritsuka could do, but then he knew not to judge entirely by appearance.
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Raine walked in and Ritsuka perked up upon seeing her. He remembered this woman from the time she helped him and Miku and... Alfons. The thought of his now missing friend brought him crashing back down almost at once. He hoped Raine didn't ask about him...
Not that it seemed that would be an issue. Hikaru asked Ritsuka to go head out with him and Ritsuka nodded, sliding off the bed to grab his flashlight. Going out alone was suicide here and even if the two of them together weren't the most formidable duo in the halls, two heads were better than one. "I'll go with you."
Maybe they could look for Soubi along the way.
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"Miss Raine is an invaluable fixture of the Aide Club," he explained. "We're attempting to expand and gather more people and more space, to be able to handle the bulk of the institute." Which was difficult, but they were getting there.
And all of this provided him with distraction.
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In retrospect, she suspected Kratos knew something; asking him would have been a lot easier than the upset child in front of her, but she needed to know. If someone had hurt him...
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"Ready to go, squirt?"
[moving outside (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/393234.html).]
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Mori bowed like the gentlemen he was when he was introduced to Raine, but didn't say anything more. The woman seemed determined to focus on Tamaki and the one thing the blond didn't want to talk about. If Tamaki didn't seem like he wanted to say anything, Mori would step in, but until then...he couldn't do much more than wait. It was strange, taking this stance even here - there was a feeling of urgency here that he'd never sensed back at Ouran. Then again, the biggest problem they'd had back at Ouran was dealing with jealous clubs and what the next theme of the Host Club should be. This was life and life was never as simple as the school board would like them to think.
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Friends.
Right, friends. Not strangers - they were friends. He had to remember that. Pulling his camera out of his desk drawer, Ritsuka stuffed it into his pocket and turned to head out after Hikaru. He froze when he heard what the Host called him and bristled. "Don't call me that!" he snapped as he headed out after him.
[going here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/393234.html?thread=32815634#t32815634)]
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"Just feeling a little bit homesick, I'm afraid!" he added, smiling sheepishly. Which, well, was true. He did miss when things were simple and he'd never killed anything and he'd never been....
In such awful situations.
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"All right," she said. "But if it's something I can help with, let me know. I won't stand for someone hurting one of my teammates." She was a force when she was angry, and when a child under her care was hurt or threatened--even Kratos generally got out of her way.
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