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The soft cry of seagulls can be heard just a ways off over the low hum of the waves flowing steadily in and out. The setting sun cast its orange hues across our small white beach blanket just at the edge of the sea. The gentle salty breeze tousles her short brown hair as her fiery chocolate eyes stare deep into mine, laying my soul bare for her perusal. As her petite frame slides up mine to get a better angle at my already swollen lips, I can smell the intoxicating aroma of her strawberry shampoo. I would have never thought that something so innocent and sweet would evoke such a reckless desire in me.
I know I've had this dream before…
But in the short time since I've met Haruhi, never has it been so vivid… felt so real. Instinctively my body reacts to her, deepening the kiss and pulling her tighter against me. A small moan escapes her lips, vibrating slightly against mine and sending a chill through my body.
This is new… never before in these scenarios have I elicited such a sound from her. Eager to hear it again, I became more aggressive. Rolling her over onto her back, I take the opportunity of her slight gasp to further explore her mouth, letting my eyes fall shut as I enjoy her minty flavor. Our lips part for a moment as we both come up desperate for air. She is panting hard against me and breathlessly calls out, "Kyo…ya"
My eyes flutter open to behold the vision before me with blushing cheeks, swollen lips and smoldering eyes. Outlined by the dark grey sheets with the first of dawn's light trickling across her face, I have never felt so helplessly drawn to someone and I couldn't help the whisper that fell from my lips, "Beautiful"
And then it hit me… Morning… Sheets… Gone was our tropical paradise from moments ago, and yet here she remained. All the memories of the previous night came flooding back to me. I froze.
Hovering over her hesitantly, still staring intently into those endless chocolate depths, my mind began to reel trying to understand how we got here. How did we go from peaceful sleep to this? Who started it? Did I? A knot formed in my stomach as a thought occurred to me. Did I take advantage of her without realizing what I was doing?
"Haruhi, I…" but before I could finish, almost as if reading the insecurity in my voice, her hands wound up and into my hair pushing my mouth back down to hers. The tension left my body as I melted into the kiss. I couldn't help the grin that crept onto my face… Leave it to Haruhi to be so blunt about what she wants.
I was so entranced by the first kiss I stole, that I didn't even notice right away that he began kissing me back. By the time I realized what was happening, he was looming over me, his tongue dancing across my lips letting out a low growl. Surprised, my breath caught in my throat. Is this really the cool and collected Kyoya-sempai I know?
I never thought he would be so… passionate…
In that instant, his tongue slipped past my lips and began to massage mine… gently, but insistently.
Cinnamon… how does he taste like cinnamon? I used the mouthwash in his bathroom just last night, but I could have sworn it was mint.
My mind was floating, so overwhelmed by every sensation… not just his mouth as it invaded mine, but also the soft tickle of his tousled hair brushing my forehead, his hands, one tenderly caressing my cheek, while the other firmly holding my waist, the pressure of his hips grinding slowly against me, and the burning in my lungs from lack of air…
Almost as if he had heard my plea, he pushed himself up, ending the kiss and allowing us both some air. As I struggled to catch my breath, it occurred to me that he still had his eyes closed. I wanted to see his striking grey eyes, to see the range of emotions that they might convey.
"Kyo…ya" It was hardly more than a whisper between my labored breathing. My hand slid up his arm, and his eyes fluttered open. The instant our eyes met, I was lost, drowning in deepest pools of slate grey. I was overwhelmed by the intensity and adoration I saw there.
"Beautiful" Almost inaudible over our huffing, I couldn't believe he was talking about me. But sure enough his inscrutable gaze was going over every inch of my disheveled appearance with a look of utmost approval. When he finally made his way back to my eyes, a look of realization seemed to grace his features and his muscles tensed noticeably. His aggressive confidence was replaced by a look reminiscent of fear or guilt. I couldn't stand to see him like this… it pained me almost as much as the absence of his lips on mine.
"Haruhi, I…" I couldn't take it anymore, and without even listening to what he had to say, I reached up and pulled him to me. The look in his eyes as I kissed him was priceless. Without the glare of glasses to skillful hide behind, it was amazing to me how expressive his eyes could be. They truly gave away his every emotion. First surprise, next pleasure, then something bordering on amusement… This last one was confirmed as I felt the corners of his mouth lift slightly into the kiss.
I was about to ask what he found so funny, when my thoughts were cut short by the sound of snickering from the door way. Broken out of our spell, we quickly turned to see two pairs of amber eyes tearing up from laughter.
"You know next time…" purred Kaoru. "…You might want to close the door" finished Hikaru. And the laughing fit continued, as the twins buckled over, holding onto each other for support.
Emotions battled inside me… but the two that were coming up strongest were embarrassment and irritation. It was really too close to call which was stronger…
CLICK. It took me a second to realize what Hikaru had done as he stared at his phone in glee, holding it over so Kaoru could see too.
That's it. They're dead.
Irritation, now clearly won out. Before I knew it, I was already off the bed and sailing towards the culprits. Still giggling incessantly, they quickly turned and began running down the hallway. I had almost made it to the door when I heard Kyoya call to me.
"Haruhi" I paused and turned to give him a reassuring smile.
"Don't worry Kyoya-sempai, I'll be right back after I get that picture… and once I've killed them." The last bit mumbled to myself. And with that I was back in pursuit.
Of course it had to be the miscreant twins to catch us… had it been anyone else, the situation could have been handled more maturely. And what did they mean about closing the door?
Tamaki! That idiot! He must not have closed it when he stomped off last night…
Before I even had a chance to move away from Haruhi, I heard the snap of Hikaru's camera phone. I could feel all the blood drain from my face as my shock turned to terror. Did those bastards not know what a photo like this could do to me? Let alone to poor Haruhi…
I let my stoic mask fall back in place as I sat up composing myself and began to think through the best methods of blackmail over the two devils. I reached over to my glasses to complete my façade. I felt the bed bounce slightly as Haruhi lunged towards our tormentors. I almost felt bad for those fools when I saw the fire in her eyes. At least they were smart enough to bolt instantly. But I didn't want her to leave upset… for this to be the end.
"Haruhi" I called, trying to keep my voice steady, keep the uncertainty out. She stopped and turned to me letting the anger fade from her eyes and a smile grace her lips. "Don't worry Kyoya-sempai, I'll be right back after I get that picture" She turned and was about to go when I heard her voice lower and almost growl out, "…and once I've killed them."
As she disappeared down the hall, I couldn't help but smile inwardly. "I think we're a little past the formalities now, Haruhi…" My initial fears had all seemed unfounded as it occurred to me that the twins had just pissed off the one person at Ouran who might rival me for determination and commitment.
This brought me to an interesting train of thought… particularly about the logistics of a relationship with Haruhi. How would my father react to the news of me dating a commoner? Would it negatively impact my chances as his successor?
A smile crossed my lips as my reasoning altered slightly. Did it matter at this point? Hadn't the private investment corporation I'd started already been outperforming his companies for the last two quarters? The look on his face was going to be priceless when I bought his company out from under him. And he would certainly have no say in my relationships…
Confident that I had my bases covered, I opted to relax a little before breakfast. I pulled out my laptop to check my company's overnight performance, only moderately distracted by the smell of Haruhi that lingered on me. It occurred to me that despite being a host, I didn't really have any experience with relationships… and it's not like I could ask Tamaki for advice after his initial reaction. I winced inwardly at the memory of the pained expression he showed last night. This might get complicated…