Hello It's Traffic!
Ok it's been several years so Hikaru and Kaoru are now 15 or 16.
Also for Vocaloid fans, I got others not only from Beauty and the Beast but the Beast by Miku too. Except Hikaru's human. Just wanted to let you know.
Disclaimer's in the first chapter since I don't feel like repeating myself.
A Beast and an Orpahn: Chapter 2, An Accident
"Wake up! C'mon Hikaru! Wake up!"
"But I don't want to."
And with that I felt a certain someone's pillow hit my head, repeatedly. I grumbled and wiped my eyes. When I looked above me, there was a face just like my own hovering over me. Instantly I turned red and pushed him off. "What's the big deal Kaoru?" I said and hid my face.
"I was just wondering if you were really going to wake up." He said with a cute smile. "Breakfast is served Hikaru. You might want to eat it before it gets cold." He said and put a tray full of food on my lap.
"Fine. But you have to eat with me." I said and picked up a piece of toast.
"Don't I always?" Kaoru said and sat across from with his legs crossed. He took a waffle and ate it in a messy but sort of cute way. There was a dribble of maple syrup making its way down his chin. "Hika, do I have something on my face?" He looked quizzically at me.
"Yeah. You got syrup on your chin." I say in a nonchalant tone of voice. I watch out of the corner of my eye as Kaoru licks the syrup before continuing with the waffles. It's a cycle. I pretend not to notice Kaoru eating and he doesn't notice me watching him lick his syrup covered fingers.
"What do you want to do today Hika? You have no lessons and I have no chores to attend to." He said after he cleaned up the tray and sent down the dumb waiter.
Oh yeah. Kaoru's my servant. Actually more like a live-in companion. I forget whose idea it was but now Kaoru and I can spend time together. It's nice since being a prince can be tiring and Kaoru is the right person to aide me. No matter what my mood is, he's always there for me. I remember we even slept in the same bed whenever either of us had nightmares. I don't know how to feel whenever a scared Kaoru crawls into my bed except that I have to protect him.
"Whatever you want to do, Kaoru." I can't make up a good activity and Kaoru always knows the right thing to do.
"I KNOW! We should have a picnic just like old times. And it's a nice day too." He said excitedly to me. Whether I liked it or not, a smiling Kaoru made me feel better. And I did like picnics. The first one I had been with Kaoru and his adopted parents, Tamaki and Haruhi.
Kaoru raced ahead of me with a picnic basket in his arms. He stopped once he reached the top and waved to me. "Hurry Hika! Or else I'll eat everything without you!"
I smiled on the inside and continued making my way slowly up the small hill. Kaoru always gets so excited whenever we come here. He loves having our picnics underneath this grand old tree that he said Tamaki proposed to Haruhi under.
"It's also where they found me." He'd explained to me on one of our very first picnics. I'd been eating a sandwich until I almost spit it out. Kaoru then laughed at me and said his village had been ransacked from raiders and he was one of the few that escaped. That's when I decided to always protect Kaoru. That's also about the time when I had the king's army capture the raiders and have them imprisoned.
Then my parents worried over me about why I snuck out of the castle every day until Kaoru introduced himself. Then he became my servant. Most of the servants that have been around ever since I was born were surprised. Kaoru was treated like a guest instead of a servant. He barely had to do anything and he was the only one entrusted to be with me everywhere I went. They didn't hate him. They envied a bit about how he was treated so better than the rest of them. I had to get used their whispers and their stares. Imagine their surprise when I allowed Kaoru to share a bed with me.
"Hika, it's time to eat." Another thing. Only Kaoru was allowed to call me Hika. It was a silent rule that even my parents respected whenever they were there.
I picked up the plate Kaoru handed me and almost smiled. He made me a plate of sweet and sour chicken. Then I watched Kaoru devour come ribs and get barbecue on his face. With a sigh I had to lean over and wipe it off with a napkin. Kaoru is more mature than I am, but when it comes to food he's like a little glutton.
"Thanks Hika." Kaoru said in his soft voice. I forced myself not to blush while a bird flew over. It whistled and Kaoru whistled back. I watched in fascination as the bird flew onto Kaoru's shoulder and whistled again. Kaoru laughed lightly and together, he and the bird created a sweet melody. Then the bird flew away when the song ended and Kaoru stretched out on the grass to take a nap. He always gets so sleepy after he eats a lot.
"Night Hika." He murmured and closed his eyes. I looked over and saw he'd fallen asleep instantly. I lay down on my stomach beside Kaoru as he slept. He whimpered in his sleep and smiled. I smiled faintly and rubbed his hair. He leaned into my touch and turned so our bodies were pressed together loosely. Over the years I'd known him I learned to accept his physical affections. My only wish is that we were children again. Back then no one cared and lots of people thought we were cute together. But now the affection is toned down. It's always Kaoru who starts it and I've never asked. He's my only friend and I don't want to lose him. He's the only person I can really talk to. The only one I treat as an equal.
With that last thought I fall asleep as the sun pours its warmth until us.
I walk across the empty hall until I find the door. I open it and take a step in.
"Hikaru? Is there something I can do for you?" Kaoru's undressing and his bare torso is exposed. I see the long scar that goes across his stomach. Instead of getting upset like I always do, I walk over and push Kaoru onto his bed. "Hikaru?" He looks at me innocently. I walk over and get on the bed with him. I lean in close and cup both sides of his face with my hands. He blushes cutely.
"Kaoru..."I whisper his name in a voice I don't recognize. I lean in and lightly brush his lips with my own. He whimpers and I pull back. His dark blush covers both of his cheeks while he pants a bit, drooling slightly. I smirk and trace the drool with my tongue until it reaches the corner of his mouth. I kiss him more forcefully this time and grab him by his hips. He lets out a yelp as I set him on my lap and I feel his arms wrap around my shoulders as he kisses back hesitantly. His eyes have fluttered shut and I take it he's accepting this. With a bigger smirk I run my tongue across his soft and tasty lips. He lets out a small moan and opens his mouth at which I thrust my impatient tongue in.
I let out a moan and grab the back of his head and deepen the kiss. His mouth is my own personal treasure. I won't share him with anyone. One arm is wrapped around his waist and keeps him securely against me. When my tongue touches his, everything is made so much hotter. We move against each other for friction and moan into each other's mouths. Our wet tongues move along with each other familiar with each though they've never met before. Saliva runs out both our mouths each time we break for air until most of our faces and chests are soaked.
I don't know what happens. Whether Kaoru fell back or I pushed him is a mystery. I'm not complaining though since his arms latch around my neck and bring me closer. We're both panting and blushing. Our hot breath mixes together in the otherwise cold air. I lean down for another taste.
"Kaoru...I lo-"
Quickly I wake up gasping from my dream. I look down and see Kaoru in my arms and his head on my chest. We're still underneath the tree, still cuddling together, both with our arms wrapped around together like we're trying to become one being. It's a bit after sunset and that means it's time to go to the castle. I pick Kaoru up gingerly and he curls into my chest.
"Hikaru." He murmurs and a gentle smile appears. I hold him protectively, fearful of loosening my grip for even a second.
I can't believe I had another dream about Kaoru. Ever since puberty kicked in I've had dreams about Kaoru. They only happened if we happened to be sleeping in the same bed together. Now if Kaoru comes close enough my body will heat up and a blush will come to m face if I don't fight it. I can' think such things about Kaoru. He's my only friend. I don't want to lose him by revealing my hormonal wants. He's too innocent for me to taint him. The part I always hate the most is not when I'm molesting him, but when I'm about to say those three little words. Words I don't believe in. Or rather used to believe him.
Once I'm inside the castle I set Kaoru down onto his bed. His room is the room closest to mine just down the hall. I tuck him in and prepare to leave when he whimpers fearfully. I sit down on the bed and stroke his cheek. He calms down and his heartbeat calms down. His face is so calm and innocent under the moonlight that I lean in to get a closer look. Soon my face is barely an inch from his, his lips just waiting to be captured.
He'll never know about one stolen kiss
I lean down and brush my lips against his own. I want more. Soon I'm on all fours hovering over Kaoru's body and lean in once again. His lips taste like the vanilla cake we ate for dessert. My left hand supports my weight while the other lifts Kaoru's head slightly for a better angle. Unbearably slow, I part my lips with his own and slip my tongue in. His mouth is like heaven. This is better than my dreams. Way better. I run my tongue gently all over the wet cavern that is Kaoru. As it turns out his mouth has combined vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry and another delicious flavor I can't identify other then as Kaoru.
My eyes are closed as I savor this moment, taking short breaths only when I need to. Arms faintly moving against my chest take me from heaven. I open my eyes to see golden eyes looking at me with almost-closed lids. My eyes widen and I leap back to the edge of the bed, breaking the string of saliva that was my own and Kaoru's.
"What were you doing Hika?" He sat up and touched his lips. He noticed the saliva dribbling from his mouth and my own. His blush was still visible and he refused to look at me. Choosing instead to stare the pattern of his quilt.
"I-I-didn't-didn't mean to. I'm sorry." I stutter and run away from the room. I faintly hear him call out but I dismiss it. That's just wishful thinking.
I punch my door open, slam it, and lock it. I face the door and start hitting it.
"I'm so stupid! I'm an idiot!" I shout and start shivering. Soon I grow tired and slide to the ground.
What I've done is unforgivable.
He'll never talk to me again.
I-I didn't believe in love.
Until he appeared.
Ok so there's the story. It's going to be short like around four chapter or so. I started writing this since I couldn't get it out of my mind. Reviews are love. Or in my case a hug.