A/N: Just thought I'd contribute to some Haruhi/Hikaru loving. These two are awesome together.
Wrote these in a day. Whew!
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Haruhi Fujioka is not like other girls, that much is a given.
She slouches, dresses like a boy and mostly speaks in a deadpan tone. And she's also very pretty, although she easily forgets, no matter how many times they've dressed her up on different occasions. He would know, since he's handpicked most of the outfits she ends up wearing.
Despite this, Hikaru's come to notice the little things about her.
There is the instantaneous irritation that emerges when Tamaki cries about her latest haircut (too short for his liking) and sweeps her up into a bear hug that has her legs swinging around the room several times. Or incredulity when Kyoya gives her an update on the state of her account of debt to the club that causes her to hyperventilate in the corner while cursing about useless things that only rich people would think to buy.
Aside from shock and annoyance, there are also the moments when she's clearly endeared by something other than food. Like when Hunny hugs the stuffing out of Usa-chan during his nap time. Or when Mori is being protective of his younger cousin.
There's a subtle quality to the grin she hides behind a hand.
That smile is more obvious at different times.
Hikaru sees it when he's goofing around with Kaoru for her amusement, cracking jokes about Tamaki and Kyoya. This time they've decided to re-create the spinning motion of Tamaki's hug and Kyoya's cold remarks about money. Their impressions are dead-on accurate.
And when they do break through that mask of indifference and she actually laughs, it's his shoulder she holds on to as she doubles over. Hikaru feels the way her slender fingers dig into the fabric of his jacket and over her head, sees the knowing look of approval on Kaoru's face. He wonders if he looks the same way, although the tell-tale sign for him is that his face feels entirely too warm to be identical to his brother.
Laughter sputters out of her as she finally composes herself and wipes her eyes.
"You guys are too funny," she says and smacks him lightly on the back.
Her large, dark eyes settle on him with a sweet smile and he feels himself melt.
Behind her, Kaoru is quietly gushing over the scene and barely manages to keep it in by biting his lip. With that watery gaze, he's clearly dying to say, "aww."
Spurred on by her response, Hikaru takes the moment to do something stupid: he bows elaborately in front of Haruhi before taking her hand and kisses her knuckles.
"For you, my dear, anything," he says smoothly.
Kaoru thinks that his twin might as well be wearing a jester's outfit. There was no way Haruhi was going to fall for that.
This time she blushes when he looks up with that goofy smile. He doesn't let go of her hand immediately.
Kaoru stands corrected and raises his eyebrows. He pushes down the need to applaud. He nods to his brother as a sign of a well played game, but Hikaru doesn't notice it since he can't stop keep his eyes off Haruhi.