Itty-Bitty Black Heart

Summary: Kaoru sees Hikaru off with Haruhi and feels left out. He soon discovers a room in the bell tower and starts something he thinks he'd never do; singing. But what happens when he encounters a stranger? HikaruxHaruhi, KaoruxOC, WARNING: Yaoi and male-pregnancy

A/N: A story about Kaoru yay! I always saw amv's that showed Hikaru going off with Haruhi(don't know what episode lol if anyone knows please please pm me) leaving Kaoru sad after that. So I thought I'd give it a small twist haha, hope you guys like it :) btw britney spears 3 covered by glee is on this chapter hehe x3

Disclaimer: I don't own ouran koukou, the characters, the songs or the artists

My little Secret

Kaoru sighs spiritlessly keeping his eyes focused on the window pane during school break. Hikaru was off again having a secret lunch meeting with Haruhi while the others enjoyed their lunches spreading love gossips about the top hottest couple of the year.

Of course father Tamaki wasn't really into this whole "Hikaru is dating Haruhi" but hey, daddy's gotta let go at some point right? Just like the natural twin brother? Right?

"Kaoru, we were going to have lunch in the cafeteria, would you like to join?"

A friendly thoughtful school girl asked, her small entourage group behind her.

"You girls go ahead, I just ate."

The Hitacchin twin smiled brightly making all the girls blush. The girls exclaim a happy farewell and go on to the cafeteria, barely noticing the loneliness Kaoru carried around for almost the whole week.

It had been a week yes, but the first few days for Kaoru weren't bad. The first time he heard Hikaru confess to Haruhi was the happiest day of his life, they had finally gotten something off of their chests and Hikaru was happy he got to spend time with Haruhi truthfully.

But time goes by and Kaoru hesitates. Waking up early in the morning, cold even with the blanket on. Class with no snickering to each other, no whispering, no notes, no talking, no nothing. Instead it was Hikaru and Haruhi, smiling and chatting the day away.

Lunchtime, sitting with the club, always watching Hikaru and Haruhi sitting at a different table. And during club activities Hikaru and Haruhi was the newest debut the club could offer. Sitting alone was the last thing Kaoru thought would happen.

Sighing again for the fourteenth time during breaks, Kaoru decides to stand up and get his rump walking around. He starts to wander about, going from level to level, peeking into libraries and other club activities.

He was intending to find a quiet spot to think to himself, but he couldn't think of one or find one. Duh, this is Ouran KouKou where in the world is there a quiet place in this pink building?

"Damn, why does school have to be so boring?"

He muttered, finding himself walking to the bell tower for obviously no reason.

When he had reached the bell tower, he sat at a podium for several moments, tapping his fingers on the wooden boards. His feet dragging himself against the walls while his eyes gazed at the largest window in the world; the clock.

But that wasn't what caught his eye, what did was obviously a white sheet covering a part of the wall. Only inches off the actual floor, Kaoru stares at the wall in curiousity.

Thinking to himself, he heads over quietly and slowly. He tugs at the sheet and peeked behind them, only seeing an old, rusty gold door knob.

"A door?"

He thought.

And seconds later, the sheets were carefully parted and revealed to Kaoru a door. It smelled of old cedar wood which wasn't much of a bother, its paint had chipped off at the edges while dust overwhelmed it's base to the extent the paint wasn't even possibly visable .

"Strange."

The boy says. It wasn't like Kaoru to be curious(like alice in wonderland hehe) but hey, anyone would be if they found a mysterious door in the bell tower.

Carefully Kaoru twists the knob and finds it opening with a very loud creak. Stepping into the room, the door closes behind him.

There before his eyes he could see a room, not so large, just large enough for maybe a seven-group. Furniture covered with white sheets like the door, small tables maybe tea tables. A wooden cabinet sat in the farthest corner of the room, it was dusty and covered but what caught Kaoru's attention was the strange shape it took when it was covered.

Tilting his head, Kaoru takes the tips of his fingers and pulls off the sheet. And to his surprise it was one of the rarest phonographs in all history, ladled with gold linings. Barely none of the rich people around the world had one of these in their own homes.

Surprisingly Kaoru brings down the phonograph needle down onto the only disc seen and amazingly it starts to sing. The tune started to flow however the music was quite different but was more shocking was the words it sang:

One, two, three,

Not only you and me.

Got 180 degrees and I'm caught inbetween.

Countin' one, two, three...

Peter, Paul and Mary.

Getting down with 3P, everybody loves... Uh!

Countin'

It was a mixture of many voices. Maybe there were boys? Girls? It sounded so in sync and harmonized it was difficult to discern how many or what gender sung this. His ears listening carefully to ever line, slowly Kaoru found himself sitting on one of the chairs, chin resting on his arm while his eyes gazed at the phonograph work.

But before he knew it he was bobbing his head along, then lip syncing then singing, then dancing. Strangely it wasn't odd to Kaoru, knowing that he was the only one there, he decided to strut the thing his mother gave him (oops x3)

From the beginning of the break till second period, Kaoru spent his hours in the room, listening to the phonograph sing, while he examined the room exploring his surroundings. There were shelves all on four sides of the room. Filled with books and albums of singers only they weren't labeled. Taking out one after another, he hears them sing and finds himself attached to the song more than ever.

Kaoru never had an attention for music since he grew up listening to all that classic his parents raised him with. Hearing these songs was like a relief in teenage life. But that moment was short-lived as the bell rung.

Carefully closing the door behind him, Kaoru makes his way to the stairs, making sure that no one saw him. Who said there weren't secret spots in the pink building again?

Kaoru came to class quite late and quite last the teacher was confused and quickly shouts:

"Get to your seat Mr. Hitacchin!"

Nodding embarrassingly, the boy walks to his seat and bashfully sits down with Hikaru and Haruhi watching quite dismayed.

The school hours go by soo slowly Kaoru had wished he skipped. But school goes by and home time comes around.

"You've been acting all weird today Kaoru, what happened?"

Hikaru asked, while the two sat in the limo.

"Nothing I just overslept in the library that's all."

He lied, scratching the back of his neck.

"Well anyway, today Haruhi . . . I. . . –"

The conversation immediately changes and bringing Haruhi up was the last thing Kaoru wanted to hear about for that day. He didn't hate Haruhi, he liked her, but he felt somewhat left out since they started dating. Because since then, Hikaru could speak of nothing but her.

This makes me sick. . . Kaoru thinks. No no, he's just in love that's all. The boy slams his thoughts, Don't go getting jealous Kaoru, you should be happy for them. But even if he tried, nothing could stop the loneliness from growing wider and wider.

Coming home, Hikaru quickly dashes off to his mother in her work office and shows off his home-made boxed lunch Haruhi personally made for him. She oo's and ah's at the boring lunch box of love and pampers her youngest son, forgetting the oldest had disappeared up the stairs.

Suddenly Kaoru notices some servants cleaning out the music room in the manor and stares. The glass piano, the violin, celo, flute and most of the instruments leave along with his great-grandmother's harp.

"Where are you taking those?"

He asks,

"To the storage young master, the mistress wanted the room cleaned out to become a second studio for her work."

A servant answers.

Kaoru gazes at the instruments leave and feels torn somehow. His heart string was being magnetized to the last instrument leaving and that was the guitar. Red colored, with thick strings. Gazing at the instrument he could feel his hand reach out and take hold of the servant's shoulder.

"Give that one to me."

"Master?"

The servant asked puzzled.

"Just hand it over."

Obediently, the servant does as told and Kaoru was given the guitar. Strangely, Kaoru carries it to his room and into the bathroom.

Why am I in here? He thinks to himself. It wouldn't be a problem if Hikaru knows right? Then why am I hiding this? Kaoru pushes the thought aside and continues his secret desire. His fingers strung at the guitar, being sure not to make it so loud.

But when the sound came up, it only urged his heart to continue strumming. It wasn't soon until he sat in the bathroom, still wearing his uniform, looking at the strings and strumming at the chords shown in the guitar-teaching book.

"Kaoru what are you doing man?"

Hikaru asks,

"Uhh nothing! Just uh. . . bad stomach ache!"

The boy lies immediately, almost dropping the guitar with a thump.

"Geez man what did ya eat."

His brother says, and leaves.

Breathing in relief, Kaoru stares at the guitar and sighs.

"What am I doing?"

Dinner was prepared downstairs and Hikaru was already down, taking this advantage Kaoru takes the guitar to the bottom of his bed and hides it carefully. Hopefully tomorrow he could take it to school and hide it there properly. But why hide? Was what Kaoru was troubled about. But not troubled as much as the loneliness inside of him.