"I'm sorry for hurting you last night, Kaoru"

Apologies meant nothing when spoken in a wreath of lies. Kaoru knew this all to well.

Hikaru had been using his brother for quite some time now, treating Kaoru like a plastic doll to use in frustration. Their relationship had grown into something horribly warped with no escape.

All the elder twin wanted was to have Haruhi in his arms. He wanted to kiss her, to possess her. Kaoru had tried to tell him that it was useless, and Haruhi wanted nobody but Tamaki. Hikaru had snapped then, and demanded Kaoru to be a replacement, since the girl was out of his reach.

When they had sex for the first time, Kaoru had to hide his face to keep his tears of pain from being seen. He had sobbed silently until morning came and he had to sleep before school the next day. Hikaru did nothing to him but cause pain. Pain and bloody tearing. It was something akin to rape, but yet the slightly smaller redhead endured his abuse in silence.

Kaoru could never replace Haruhi, and that seemed to make Hikaru even madder. Every night became torture. Kaoru longed to get away, to escape the arms that had held him captive to many times as he was exploited.

Their relationship had turned toxic. Nobody seemed to care.

Hikaru never kissed Kaoru.

Kaoru never made a sound.

"Are you crying again?"

Kaoru had been trying to keep himself quiet as Hikaru used him again that evening. As they bounced together, connected but emotionally detached, Kaoru couldn't contain his tears. They streamed down his face in streaks, dripping onto his chest where the bruises were flayed across sickly skin. Hikaru stopped, for once, and cupped his brother's wet face. He seemed confused for a moment, then sighed.

"Do you want to stop?"

That threw Kaoru for a loop.

"Wh-what do you mean? We can't just s-stop" He whispered as more tears flowed.

"Yeah, we can, if hurts you that much."

"It doesn't hurt anymore, not there."

"The why are you crying?!"

"You hurt me somewhere much more important..." Kaoru said as he started to move his hips up and down again, ignoring the confusion of his brother and the ache in his chest.

Hikaru would never love him.