Fan Fiction ❯ Harouka STOP SCROLLING AND READ THIS FREAKIN STORY ❯ The company of others ( Chapter 3 )

Harouka

Ch. 3 The company of others

"So, what do you know about her?" Kyla, Kito's roommate, asked. "Well…her name is Harouka and…that's all I know." "How can you like someone that you barely know?" Kito looked shocked. "I do not like her!" Kyla highly disagreed. "Then how come you brought her to our apartment. And you give her food, everyday." She put her hand on her chin, waiting for an answer. "I just…was concerned. Yeah, concerned. Besides, she's homeless. *Whisper* I think." Kyla stood up. "We should go check on her. Oh…and what's up with that cloth around her face?" Kito just shrugged.

Kyla walked over to Kito and tugged on his arm. "Come on! Let's go check on her!" Kito shook his head. "No…I…got homework! I'm real busy. Gotta go to bed before midnight. Oh my, it's already 11:00?! Well…you see how busy I am." Kito, although making excuses, really DID want to go see Harouka. He really didn't know if he liked her or not, but when she hugged him only 30 min. ago, he never wanted to let go.

But then some kids came and started yelling, "NO PDA (public display of affection) IN THIS ALLEY!!" So Kito brought her to his and Kyla's apartment.

As kyla walked down the hallway she thought out loud, "SHEESH! Why can't he just admit he likes her and then there won't be all this DRAMA!" Kyto yelled back, "I heard that!"

Kyla knocked on Kito's, what was now Harouka's, door to her room. "Can I come in?" She heard an `UHU!' from the inside. When Kyla walked in she saw Harouka lifting up the cloth, slightly, to eat the food Kito had bought earlier. "Sorry…Horoka, is it?" Harouka hurt too much to correct her. "Kito's such a pig." Kyla said as she picked up a t-shirt and folded it. Kyla's mother side was coming out.

"Can I ask…" Kyla wasn't sure if she should or not. "Ummm…what's behind that cloth?" Harouka stopped eating, one because of the pain and two because of what she had just asked, to look at Kyla. She then put her cloth, quickly, back into place. She did not want to answer. She made a motion, as if she had to go to the restroom. "Bathroom?" Kyla clarified; frustrated that she still did not know her answer. Harouka nodded, and then went where Kyla had pointed.

Harouka did not, however, want to use the restroom. She needed to see her cut. How bad was it, really? She had not seen it since the day she had splashed the water. Harouka looked into the mirror, which had scratches and was peeling in some places. She then slowly unwrapped the cloth. What she saw horrified her.

Her cheek had turned yellow. Puss was oozing from her wound. It was all infected. Harouka wished that she had been to a hospital, now. The cut was so wide, that she could stick her tongue through it. Of course, she never did. Now she knew that she had to tell somebody. Kito…

As she walked out she tiptoed silently to the living room. She did not want to let Kyla know that she was out of the restroom; she might come out, too. Harouka saw Kito doing his homework, something she never did because of her many other problems (father), which he did not understand at all.

"Kito…" Kito looked up from his homework, surprised to see Harouka. "What did Kyla do?" He asked, half jokingly. Harouka took a seat next to Kito on his couch. "You wanna know what's behind this?" She pointed to the cloth covering her cheek/mouth. Kito knew what she was getting at.

Kyla heard chatter and wandered out of Kito's room. She silently eavesdropped from the hallway, where she could not be seen. She heard Horoka (dessesbosram: wut she thinks her name iz) faintly, "You wanna…behind…" She could not make out some of the words because Horoka spoke so softly. "What?" She whispered to herself, quietly. "What does Kito wanna do with her behind?" She decided to find out what was going on.

Kyla stormed into the ling room. "What are you gonna do with her behind Kito?!" She yelled. Harouka and Kito started laughing. Harouka's laugh was more of a whimper, though. "What?" She asked. Kito just kept on laughing. Harouka pointed to her cheek. The cloth was off. *Gasp* Kyla covered her mouth. "Oh…my…god! Are you okay? Well…of course you're not! How'd it happen? You should see a doctor! Where's the closest one, Kito? Kito? Omigod, omigod, omigod!" Kyla was running around like a maniac.

" Get me a…doctor." Said Harouka "Well, duh!" Replied Kyla. "I'll call! 911? No, that's for an ambulance. He. He." Kito breathed in and out. He could not get over what Kyla had said. It wasn't even that funny. He finally got serious. "We don't need to call anyone. Harouka's gonna be fine. I'm driving." "Wait…" Kyla said. Both Kito and Harouka turned around. "Her name's Harouka? H-A-R-O-U-K-A?" At the same time Kito and Harouka grunted, then left. Kyla stayed, thinking. "Harouka…Harouka…hmmmm…"

Kyla did not understand that Harouka's face did not feel as bad as it looked. The car stayed silent for a long time. Finally, as usual, Kyla broke the silence. "So, where did the cut come from?" She hoped Harouka (dessesbosram: now she knows her name…he he) would answer this time. Harouka froze. "Well… we have to tell the doctors how it happened." She persisted. Kito noticed how uncomfortable Harouka was getting. "It doesn't matter. We'll make something up." She said.

More silence followed. "What will we make up?" Kito and Harouka were getting tired of her annoying questions, and groaned. "I'm just wonderin'. SHEESH!" "Well stop wonderin'!" Kito roared. Harouka couldn't have said it better her self (dessesbosram: LITERALLY).

Kyla and Kito waited outside of the room where Harouka was getting checked. Kito looked over at Kyla who was rubbing her hands together and shaking. "Oh…my…god! She'll be fine. It's just a freakin' cut!" Kyla looked shocked. "How can you be so calm? What if she lost too much blood, huh? She could die! What if…she needs a… cheek implant?"

"THERE'S NO SUCH THING!" Kito shouted loudly. A man with a baby and an old woman turned to look at him. Kito did not realize how loud he was. "He, he…" he said, sinking into his chair.

About an hour later, the doctor walked out with Harouka. Kito had fallen asleep (it wuz past midnight) and Kyla was too nervous to even stand. "Is…she gonna die?" Kyla asked without lifting her head. *Clears throat (Harouka)* Kyla looked up. "Oh my god, your okay!" She stood up and hugged her. "I wasn't on my death bed, you know." She said back. *SLAP* Kito jumped up from his chair. "What? What happened? Where am I?"

The doctor ignored Kito and said, turning to Kyla, "Make sure that she rubs this," he pulled out a blue bottle from his pocket. "on her cheek, twice every day. It will help it come together. And this," he pulled out a pink bottle. "Needs to be rubbed ONCE EVERY OTHER day. It helps the scar heal. And you three remember to be careful with those razor blades. And make sure to bring her in sooner." When he said this he looked at Kito. "What?" Kito said, dumbfounded. Kyla grabbed Kito's arm. "Come on." She said dragging him out. Harouka followed.

"Cool stitches! How many?" Kito asked Harouka. "13." She replied. It was silent the rest of the way home. Yes…home.

As soon as they got into the apartment, they all passed out right in the middle of the living room. Kyla on the couch, while Kito slept next to Harouka on the floor…(dessesbosram: oooo la la *French* they're already sleeping together? j/p)

****END OF CH. 3****

dessesbosram: kyla and kito both left their parents. kito still goes to school. kyla has a job, since she quit school. She usually comes home @ around 8:oo pm, and iz SUPPOSED 2 leave @ 8:00 am. Kyla iz 17 and kito iz 16 yrs. kyla pays 4 most of da rent. REVIEWS, REVIEWS, REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thaz all…^_^ !!