I guess she was too stupid to comprehend. Or maybe I didn't make it clear enough to her. It seemed blunt enough to me.

"Haruhi… I love you."

Yeah, that's about as simple as it gets. She's an honor student for crying out loud! Shouldn't she be able to understand? But then again she is a woman. If you're a dude reading this, you understand. It's hard enough to get the courage to declare your undying love to them… but to make them truly understand how much would take a freaking miracle.

So she stood there and stared at me as if I had three heads. Come on Haruhi! Say something! Anything! Even a rejection would be better than this! You seriously can't just leave me hanging like this…

"I-I'm sorry Hikaru… but…"

"You don't feel the same. Yeah, I get it Haruhi; I understand. Sorry if I'm not as perfect for you as that damned Tamaki! But whatever… have a nice fucking life."

"What the hell is the matter with you Hikaru." She yelled at me. But I didn't even flinch as I walked away.

She really knew how to tear me up inside. You know what, it doesn't matter. Screw her, she had Tamaki, and pretty much anyone else who know she was a girl. She didn't need me. She didn't want me.

Since I had stayed after school to talk with Haruhi, I sent Kaoru home in the limo. Which probably wasn't the best idea considering I'd lost my phone just a couple hours ago…

Damn. Kaoru is probably worried sick.

School ended… I checked my watch… three and a half hours ago. Our parents were out of town for work, so obviously they wouldn't care. But then again did they even care when they were home? Probably not.

Kaoru is the only one who ever really cared. He was always there for me. But somehow… I've always wanted more from him. Almost as if I expect it of him. Of course I gave nothing in return… but still.

One point I struck with myself the other day was, what exactly did I want from Kaoru?

His kindness? No, this act had been displayed in Kaoru's everyday actions. So that can't be it.

His love? I might as well own his heart. He has devoted a great majority of his love towards me already. However, I can't seem to get enough… but that;s not it.

What about his body? I thought to myself as I entered our shared bedroom soaked with the fresh Mid-April rain.

Kaoru head spun around to look me over.

"Hikaru! What happened? Why didn't you call? You know I would have come to pick you up if you needed a ride! What is the matter with you? Did you honestly walk all the way here through the rain?"

I smiled slightly. See what I mean? He always cares; hopefully it will be this way forever. Just the two of us against the world with no one there to distract us from each other. He would be my top priority, and I would be his. Just like in middle school.

"Kaoru. Calm down, I'm fine."

"Hikaru, you're soaked!"

"A little water never hurt anyone."

"But Hikaru… I… you might catch a cold…"

I smiled at him and he tossed me a towel to dry off with. He then proceeded to ask me questions about how it went with Haruhi. But I didn't feel like answering any, of course I'd tell him. He's my twin brother. There isn't a thing in the world I kept from him… I think…

"Who gives a damn about Haruhi… How was your day Kaoru?

He gave me a puzzled look, but didn't question. He told me about science and how some kid flicked the frog he was supposed to dissect at Mr. Walden the lab instructor. He told me about gym and how he couldn't climb that damn rope high enough to ring the bell. He told me everything. I love to listen to Kaoru talk about his day, even if it was boring and uneventful. I love how he will just go on and on to every last detail. I loved it because I cared. If Kaoru had a bad day so did I. That was just how things went with us.