It wasn't too long ago that Hikaru had discovered Haruhi's fear of storms and found her curled up in a church. It wasn't too long ago that he had covered her in a blanket, had blocked out the noise, and had protected her. And it wasn't too long ago that, throughout all that, all he could think was: Kaoru loves storms.
"Thunder and lightning" Kaoru would say, "are kind of like us, you know." Hikaru would give a small 'hn' and continue to read his magazine, acting as though he really wasn't curious as to what Kaoru was talking about. "Yup." His twin would comment as he stretched on their bed, his shirt riding up to reveal small crescent moons imprinted on creamy skin. Hikaru had smirked, knowing exactly just what they were from.
"Because during rain storms, there's always thunder with lightning. Just like there's always you and me. See?" The smirk melted into a smile, understanding what the other teen meant. He had then rolled on top of Kaoru, kissing him lightly on the forehead, eyelids, nose, and mouth.
"Always, huh?" He had asked, fingers ghosting over his brother's cheek. "I think I could live with that."
…Owari…
A/N: Hokay! A small something to tie you over until I get my lazy ass to (re)write the third chapter of 'Wings'! Hope you like it. Sorry it's short though I did it during school lol