Monday morning came too soon; after a weekend of having Hikaru all to myself I felt oddly jealous at sharing him

with the club again. Especially after Haruhi's text. Just the notion that she might be interested in him put me on

guard; I wasn't ready to give him up. What if he never came back? I rolled over in the sheets, peeking over the edge

of my pillow to read the clock. 6:03 AM. Why was I up so early? The alarm clock didn't go off for another half hour. I

turned back to my twin and smoothed the red hair off his forehead. He sighed in his sleep and curled closer against

my chest. His warm skin seemed to set mine on fire. I slid a hand down his side and let it rest on his lower back,

pulling him even closer to me. My mind barely knew what my hands were doing at this point; it seemed the most

natural thing to do. His features were so soft, vulnerable even. I wanted… I couldn't believe the impulses that were

flooding my brain so early in the morning. I wanted to kiss his rosy lips. I shouldn't be thinking this. He's my brother,

my twin. Wanting him like this was wrong and besides, I knew he didn't feel the same about me. He liked Haruhi. He

just didn't know how to comprehend it yet. I see the way he looks at her… it's the same way I secretly look at him.

It's the way I was looking at him now. I delicately brushed my lips to his forehead and felt his breath on my neck. I

hesitated at his lips. There was no turning back from this; if he woke up he would know everything. I wanted to take

this moment and somehow save it forever. He was so beautiful. I took a deep breath and pressed my lips to his. His

hazel eyes flashed open in surprise. His hand came up towards me and I grabbed him by the wrist, pinning his hand

down in the pillows as I rolled him onto his back. I ran my tongue over his lips; they parted ever so slightly in the

sweetest surrender. My fingers entwined with his as I deepened the kiss and wished it would never end. Inevitably

it had to though. I pulled away and we were both left panting hard. "K-kaoru…" I blushed hotly at the raspy way he

said my name. I stared down at our hands still linked together. I didn't know what to say but plenty of things were

screaming in my head, waiting for me to open my mouth. How I loved him and I wanted him for myself; that our

'brotherly love' act was not much of an act for me. But I couldn't say anything. The words lodged in my throat and I

felt myself choking on them. He stared back at me with a whole myriad of emotions flooding his face. Shock,

confusion, and… lust, maybe? "Hikaru, I…" I was interrupted by the sound of his phone going off. He blinked and

reached over to answer it. I could hear Tamaki's voice practically shrieking on the other end. "My precious daughter

fell down the stairs and twisted her ankle and she needs our help! Get to school right away!" Hikaru was already

leaping out of bed before he hung up. I held onto his hand for just a second longer, prompting him to turn and look

back to me. He opened his mouth like he was going to say something then he let go and ran for his uniform. He was

racing out the door with his shirt unbuttoned and his tie flung over his shoulder before I had barely gotten out of

bed. I pulled on my clothes and watched sullenly out the window as our car left without me. I took my time getting

ready and got in our other car. "To school, Master Kaoru?" The driver asked me. I nodded without a word. When I

got to the school and made my way into the classroom Hikaru was there, as was Haruhi with a bandage wrapped

tightly around her ankle. He was helping her to her desk. His arm was around her waist and he was smiling down at

her. I felt the heat flooding my face and I stepped back out into the hall. I didn't know where I was going but

anywhere was better than here. Somehow I ended up in the club room. With nothing else to do in that empty room I

curled up on one of the sofas and went to sleep.