A/N: I'm sorry this took so long, but I swear I will try to upload more. School's getting easier and I got accepted into college, so now I'm gonna have some freetime before I get sent away. XP
Disclaimer: Do I have to do this still? I dont own this. XD
Chapter 3. Separated into Two
"Good evening, master Hikaru and master Kaoru," the doorman said, opening the doors to their giant mansion of a home. Kaoru kindly greeted the man back with a smile, but Hikaru just sped past the two with a look of pure frustration on his face.
"Is something wrong with Master Kaoru?" the doorman asked, confusing the two twins.
"No, I'm fine," Kaoru replied. However, before the doorman could apologize for his mistake, Kaoru ran after his brother. By the time he reached him, the two were standing in their bedroom.
"Hikaru."
"Save it, Kaoru," Hikaru spat back, undressing.
"What are you doing, brother?"
"I'm going to bed. I'll be in the spare bedroom in the visitor's wing tonight." Hikaru was now down to his boxers and walked over to their dresser, pulling out pajama pants.
"Hikaru!" Kaoru cried, grabbing his brother's arm. "Don't do this! Come on now, you're being too sensitive."
"Too sensitive?!" Hikaru exclaimed, turning around to face his twin. Kaoru's eyes grew wide when he saw the redness in his face. He hadn't seen that kind of hurt and anger since Haruhi had smacked him. "If that's so, then you're being insensitive! How could you do this, Kaoru? How?"
"Hikaru, listen to me." Kaoru cupped Hikaru's face in his hands and smiled softly. Hikaru could not help but blush, making himself mentally curse himself for feeling so stupid. Kaoru had not noticed, though, thinking he was still red with anger. "I don't like Haruhi."
Taken aback from the comment a bit, Hikaru's face went from anger to confusion in the blink of an eye. "If you don't like her, why are you doing this?"
"Last time you two went out, it didn't work out. This is your second chance, Hikaru!"
Hikaru took a long pause, then he realized what was going on. "You're setting me up again. You want me to go in your place."
"I know how much you care about her. You two are perfect for each other, and I only want what is best for you."
"What's best for me?" Hikaru then silently began to wonder what was best for him. Shaking his head, he pulled away from Kaoru's grasp. Kaoru blinked. "You don't understand what's best for me."
"I don't understand?" Kaoru asked, a puzzled look on his face. Kaoru thought he knew Hikaru better then anybody. He and Hikaru did everything together, they were thought the same. How could he not understand Hikaru?
Hikaru finished getting dressed for bed and looked at Kaoru. "I don't want to go out with Haruhi. If you want to, you can."
"What? But, Hikaru. I thought..."
"I'm going to the visitor's wing tonight." And with that, Hikaru walked out, leaving a very confused and slightly hurt Kaoru standing by their bed. The bed that they shared every night, never once having one in without the other. Until that night.
"What do you mean you want to be separated?" Kyoya asked, fixing his glasses and giving Hikaru a stern look. "You and Kaoru are the brotherly love aspect in this."
"Yes, well, now you can have the actual lovers together. Get Haruhi and Kaoru to host together, just not me and him," Hikaru replied just as stern as the look on Kyoya's face.
"Hm," Kyoya thought to himself. Hikaru just gave him a look, as if shocked, but then he realized to whom he was speaking with and the shock look disappeared and turned into a down trotted one. "Well, since the first issue of the doujin has pecked such interest in the customers, it would stern up a better plotline."
Hikaru twitched a little and closed his eyes. "D-doujin?"
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
The high-powered machine from under the music room revved up and the cylinder platform rose from the ground. And there Renge sat, drawing at a drawing desk placed in the center. She then held up a book with drawings of all the hosts on the cover. "All my work, slaving over paper and pen all night! And what a wonderful piece of work it has become! Love blooming from within the male host club! Jealousy!" Renge then flipped to a page of the book that had a very angry Tamaki and Hikaru drawn on it, yelling at Kaoru. "Betrayal!" She then turned to another page that had Tamaki and Kaoru arguing with Kyoya for not telling them. "And passion all recorded in these pages!" She then turned to a page that had Kaoru and Haruhi walking into the music room, holding hands after coming back from the supermarket.
"That last part didn't happen," Haruhi replied, slight annoyance found in her voice. "And shouldn't you have gotten our permission before turning this into a story?"
"Doujins are complete fanwork. Since there is no copyright or profit made on them, it's legal!" Renge replied, a big grin on her face.
"No profit?" Tamaki questioned, looking over at Kyoya. Kyoya doing something with no profit? There had to be something wrong.
"No profit is allowed to be made on it unless they have license to do so from the people involved. Which is why I had these legal papers for you all to sign," Kyoya replied, holding up seven packets.
"Are there some for me and Takashi too?" Hunny pondered out loud, wandering his way over to Kyoya and jumping up and down a bit to see if their names were on the documents he was holding. Kyoya pulled out two of the pages and handed them to Hunny. With a big grin, Hunny took them and ran over to Mori. "Takashi!"
Mori, who had been sitting at the table, looked down at him. "Takashi, look! We're gonna be in a story! Here!" Hunny exclaimed, putting one of the documents in front of him. Mori looked at the paper, then down at the beaming Hunny. The fact that they were gonna be put into the story seemed to take Hunny's mind off their impending graduation time, to Mori's relief. If Hunny was happy, then Mori was happy.
"Takashi, you gonna sign up?" Hunny asked, crawling up into the chair next to him and looking for a pen in his pockets.
Mori pulled out a pen from his pocket and handed it to Hunny, nodding.
"Yay! Thank you Takashi!" Hunny smiled, taking the pen. Instead of writing his name on the paper though, he drew a picture of his bunny on the line where the X was.
"If you think I'm signing this, you are sadly mistaken!" Tamaki answered, throwing the paper back on the table before Kyoya. "I will not be a part of this!"
"Oh really?" Kyoya answered, a glare of light shining on his glasses, hiding his eyes completely. A dark purple aura seemed to appear around him, much like the time that the Casanova guy found out about Haruhi's actual gender. "So then you can explain to all of the customers that look up to you as a prince that they won't be receiving the doujins they were so looking forward to purchasing, thus letting them down and failing to do your duty as the prince. Is that what you want?"
"Eek!" Tamaki exclaimed, all the color in him disappearing and his mouth hanging down. All seemed to go black and white for awhile in Tamaki's mind, then he simply sighed, coming back to the colorful reality. He pulled out a pen and picked up the document with a feeling of utter defeat.
Kyoya smiled at his win and replied, "I'm glad you see it my way."
"Yea, well, I don't," Hikaru spoke, crossing his arms. "And nothing you saw will make me sign this."
"We'll just see about that then," Kyoya replied.
Haruhi just looked at them all one by one, then hid her face in her hand, muttering, "This is so bothersome..."