I could hear Haruhi in the kitchen.
I could feel her happiness, your happiness.
I wanted that happiness. I needed that happiness.
Pulling myself through the window, I could hear Haruhi coming closer.
Panicking, shaking, I searched the room for a place to hide. I saw her bed, elevated high enough off the ground to squeeze myself under. Safe under her bed, just in time.
"Hmm, I thought I heard someone. Guess not," Haruhi said to herself, in her usual, dry tone. She shut the window, not locking it. It was a bad habit. The big eyed girl left the room, and headed for the bath. I slid out from under the bed to follow.
I slouched as I walked, a crazed expression covering my face. Haruhi, before closing the door, squinted into her apartment.
"Is someone there? I can't see, I don't have my contacts or glasses," She called softly. I did not respond. "Maybe I'm just hearing things."
To my left was the kitchen, to the right was the bathroom door. I turned left.
I turned left because I saw the roses in the garbage. It was one thing to steal my brother's attention and love, but it was another to steal his love and attention and throw it all away.
Now even angrier, I pounded into the kitchen, seizing the roses. Angry tears flowed down my face as I took the flowers and smashed them. When I was done, the heads of the flowers were reduced to bits of pink and red. Still furious, I grabbed a knife from the butcher block.
I ran to the door, and kicked it in. There, Haruhi stood naked, with a "deer in headlights" expression.
"K-k-kaoru..."
I lunged toward her, ready to kill. Her eyes were wide, her mouth open in shock. I grabbed her by the waist, pushing her down.
Before I knew it, my pants were on the floor next to me, along with the periwinkle blazer and shirt I wore to school. My boxers remained intact.
"Kaoru? Please, stop. Why are you doing this?" Haruhi pleaded.
"I deserve his love, not you!" I spat at her.
With that, I picked her off the ground and carried her to her room. Her barely-there breasts touched my bare chest. I threw her onto the bed, her naked body still wet.
Quickly, I took my boxers off, and climbed on top of Haruhi. The knife now at her throat, she showed no resistance, and physically surrendered herself.
"I-I-I'll do what you want, K-kaoru," she barely squeaked out.
"Spread 'em" She stared at me. "I said, SPREAD 'EM!"
Her legs opened almost immediately, and she was visibly aroused. A large grin spread across my face, and I thrust myself into her.