Yay! Another update! :) Exciting, isn't it?
Kaoru idled to the bench where Hikaru and Camille sat quietly, sharing a kiss every now and then. It made him want to puke up his lunch. But then again, his stomach had not been doing so well the rest of the day anyhow; it was twisted with remorse in his dejected state ever since Hikaru left him in the middle of their act. He spent nearly an hour throwing up and holding back sobs in the restroom.
"Are you coming?" he mumbled, holding out his hand to Hikaru. "Our ride's here." The limousine had arrived in front of the school, as normal. Hikaru, however, simply shook his head and waved his twin on.
"Camille and I have a date."
Kaoru tensed. He felt like screaming, or running, or both, but he remained composed – as painful as it was. His eyes drifted to Camille, her eyes downcast and a blush staining her cheeks. "You don't mind if I miss dinner, right?" Hikaru's voice was careless, indifferent.
"I won't have him long," Camille added. "You can see your brother later, I'm sure."
That isn't for you to decide…bitch!
Kaoru huffed and turned away, visibly hurt by the rejection.
Rejection? You may be twins, but you don't have to be together all the damn time.
Dinner was too quiet that night. Without Hikaru at the table with him, Kaoru was forced to try and enjoy his sushi while attempting to have a meaningful conversation with his parents, the term meaningful used quite lightly. The only refreshing point was the fact that with Hikaru gone, his mother treated him as an individual – his own being. It made Kaoru feel somewhat content, and was the only redeeming quality of the dinner – besides the sushi.
At one point, his father excused himself from the table to take a call. With his mother suddenly quiet, Kaoru decided to take the moment to listen in on what his father was saying.
"No, I'm afraid I do not donate any money to an unstable company – no sir, I do not recall any past business deals. My word is final, I do apologize. Goodbye."
Momentary confusion wrapped around Kaoru's brain. Why were unstable companies calling for donations? His interest in the situation accumulated when his mother soon excused herself as well. He could hear them murmuring about it outside of the dining room.
"But why would they.." his mother trailed off.
"Probably some desperate men meaning to make a buck," his father answered. "Strange none the less; novices are never that bold."
Uninterested in anything else his parents had to say, and finished with his dinner, Kaoru called a maid to take care of his plate and excused himself. He decided he wouldn't worry about the phone call. Worrying was no fun anyways.
Kaoru stayed up for most of the night. It didn't feel right to go to bed without Hikaru safe and sound at home, and so he watched for any signs of his brother's return. Eventually he figured that he didn't need to watch the door, so he moseyed up to his bedroom and locked himself inside, the pitch blackness enshrouding him, securing him. He sat on his bed and thought about things, about everything in reality. When he checked his phone, the time read 1:00 A.M. His eyelids suddenly felt very heavy with the realization. He had no idea that he had been awake that long, and waiting for Hikaru the entire time. Frustrated with his brother, Kaoru tore his clothes off and pulled the covers over him. He sighed before closing his eyes and allowing sleep to take over.
He didn't say he'd be gone the entire night.
To his immediate surprise and discomfort, Kaoru woke up the next morning on the floor. He groaned, his hand covering his face, and tried to sit up, only to have his leg pulled ultimately leading to him bumping his head. His neck strained as he looked up, seeing a grinning Hikaru standing in front of him, both hands wrapped around his foot. Kaoru kicked Hikaru off, only making Hikaru's grin stretch wider.
"Startled you, huh?" Hikaru laughed. Kaoru dragged his palm across his face, inordinately annoyed.
"Why'd you pull me out of bed?" he growled.
Hikaru shrugged. "You looked like you needed it. You were drooling up a storm. Yet strangely enough, you still have bags under your eyes. I would've thought you got a deeper sleep."
"I would've," Kaoru began, standing and rubbing the back of his neck. "But I was waiting for you."
Hikaru frowned and looked to the floor. Why did Kaoru care how long he was out? They spent all their time together. Surely that was enough. But then again, Kaoru did seem angry the day before, so maybe that was why. Whatever Kaoru was angry about, it was still boiling. Hikaru's amber eyes caught Kaoru's. He did look pretty upset.
"Hey, I'm sorry," he said softly, putting a steady hand on Kaoru's left shoulder. "I didn't realize I would be out so long. But you know, you really should've gone to bed." He smirked. Kaoru looked up at him and allowed a small smile to show on his face, but it disappeared again as soon as Hikaru continued. "Tonight I want you to go to bed on time; get a good sleep. I don't know when I'm going to get back tonight because Camille has something special planned."
"Camille, Camille, Camille," Kaoru hissed.
"Yes, Camille," Hikaru confirmed, mirroring Kaoru's frown. "What's wrong with Camille?"
"Nothing," Kaoru sighed before walking to the bathroom door. But as soon as his hand touched the knob, Kaoru turned and said, "Just that she's all you ever talk about." He then entered the bathroom and shut the door in Hikaru's face.
Hikaru walked through the halls of the school alone, searching frantically for Kaoru. His 'pain in the ass' twin was nowhere to be found, and he was genuinely worried. They had to get to the host club quickly or the boss would lecture them till eternity, something Hikaru was really not in the mood for.
He was just about to give up altogether and go alone when someone latched onto his arm.
"There you are Kao – oh, it's you." Camille flashed him one of her dazzling smiles and held his arm tighter.
"Not who you were expecting?"
"No, I was looking for Kaoru. But it's okay." The indifference in his voice, though normal, made her frown just the same. But instead of letting her jealousy show through like Kaoru let his, she just played on the situation.
"Oh, I'm sorry love," she cooed as they began walking to the music room. "Did you have a little quarrel?"
"No, well, I don't know. I guess we might have."
"Oh, I'm sorry," she cooed again, a smile crossing her face. "But you have me, so everything will be alright."
"Yeah," Hikaru sighed. "By the way," he added. "I think your Japanese has improved."
It was a good thing that the club was rather empty that day, much to Tamaki's disappointment.
"We're losing all of our princesses!" he cried.
"According to my research, today is a very popular day for doctor's appointments," Kyoya stated matter-of-factly. "Go figure."
"At least we still have each other, right Haruhi?" Tamaki swooned, latching on to Haruhi from the back, but quickly getting smacked away.
"Hey, get off me!"
Hikaru simply shrugged. There was no way he could do his act anyways, not without Kaoru. He really was concerned, even though he was still a little angry at his younger brother for how he had behaved that morning. He loved and trusted Kaoru with all his heart, but really, what was wrong with Camille? Why did Kaoru get so defensive everytime he went out on a date with her? He was happy. He was no longer the solitary twisted teenager he had been. Shouldn't Kaoru be happy for him? For once, someone had managed to open him up, but he still felt closed in. He couldn't truly celebrate without his brother. It was a fact of life that they were connected.
Finally Kaoru appeared in the doorway.
"Sorry boss," he murmured.
"Where the hell were you?" Tamaki interrogated him ferociously. Hikaru couldn't help but giggle at his twin's reaction. He looked as if he wanted to sock the boss in the nose. By God, Hikaru would let him.
Honey-Senpai leaped off of Mori-Senpai's shoulders and pulled Kaoru into a hug. "There you are Kao-Chan!" Honey beamed at him. "Hika-Chan was so lonely without you, weren't you Hika-Chan?" he called over to where Hikaru sat.
"I guess," Hikaru answered in his usual bored tone.
"That's a surprise," Kaoru snapped at his brother.
Honey's eyes grew wide as he looked from Hikaru to Kaoru. As a matter of fact, everyone's eyes went wide, and then everyone in the music room was staring. They could all sense the tension. Haruhi stood up and walked in between the two.
"Now what's wrong?" she asked, showing no hesitance.
"What's going on?" Honey asked Kaoru, blinking away tears.
"Mitsukuni," Mori stepped in, picking him up and placing him back on his shoulders. "Leave them alone."
"I'm surprised you noticed I was gone at all," Kaoru whispered.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Hikaru stood up, forcing himself out of Camille's embrace.
"Nothing, nothing," Kaoru shook his head.
"Don't tell me nothing, Kaoru!" Hikaru snapped, moving Haruhi aside. "I know there's something wrong. Something's making you act like a total jerk."
"I'm acting like a total jerk?" Kaoru raised his voice. "I'm sorry for caring!"
"And who says I'm not caring?"
"I am!"
"Please stop this!" Tamaki whined. "Daddy doesn't like all this fighting!" Tears of anxiety leaked out from under his eyelashes.
"No," Hikaru snapped, bringing himself face to face with Kaoru. "Now," he put his hands on Kaoru's shoulders, "tell me what the issue is."
"The issue is your stupid girlfriend! She always gets in the way now. You can never spend time with me anymore because you're always spending time with her!"
"Why do I have to spend all my time with you?" Hikaru yelled at his brother, shaking his shoulders as if to try and get him to talk sense. "I've spent time with you for sixteen years! Is that just not enough for you?" Kaoru opened his mouth to scream back, but closed it again when he realized he had nothing to say. He had no good reply to that because it was true. Hikaru continued.
"Why can't you just be happy for me? I've found someone who manages to make me feel independent. Why can't you just be happy for me?" he repeated, searching his brother's eyes. Unfortunately, all he saw was anger, raw anger and frustration. It scared him a little. Kaoru never looked that violent. But then again, he imagined he looked the same.
"Please," Kaoru snorted, rolling his eyes. "You haven't found any real connection. I know why you're gone so late at night Hikaru: you screw her don't you?"
Tamaki freaked. Mori covered Honey's ears. Kyoya typed on his laptop. Haruhi caught herself watching Camille intently. She wasn't even blushing, as if the fact that she was sleeping with Hikaru should've been obvious.
Hikaru, however, blushed madly. His voice was strangled as he answered Kaoru's accusation.
"That isn't any of your concern, Kaoru!"
"How is it not any of my concern that you're breeding a dirty bitch?"
And then a sharp pain made Kaoru cry out as Hikaru's fist met his face and he fell to the floor clutching his cheek and biting his lip to keep from crying, but the tears rained down his cheeks despite the attempt. Watery eyes peered up at Hikaru from where he kneeled. He would've gasped if he had not been trying to hold back several sobs. Hikaru's eyes were dangerously aggressive as he glared down at Kaoru in enmity.
"Don't you ever call her that again," his voice quivered with rage.
And then Hikaru stormed through the doors with Camille trailing behind him.
So yeah, things are getting rather heated between Hikaru and Kaoru. No, they are not going to have make-up sex you silly fangirls and...fanboys? Hmm, well, I don't know if I'm moving this story a little too fast. I'll try to slow it down because I think things are developing too quickly at the moment.
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