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Here's the next chapter! I realize that it's a little short, but I think I reached a good stopping place. Hope you guys like it!
"Wait, what did he say?" Hikaru lay on his back on the bed, head hanging over the edge, looking at Kaoru, who was pacing across the floor.
"He said, 'interesting,' like he'd just noticed something. And when I asked him what he meant, he didn't answer me. Maybe he noticed how I felt? Maybe he noticed that he wants me? Maybe he didn't understand how measurements were taken until then? It's so frustrating!"
"I'll say. I can't believe you ran. You're such a girl," he turned onto his stomach, snickering.
Kaoru glared at him. "Shut up! You know how scary he can be! And I seem to have lost all sense of self-preservation when it comes to him. Instead of being terrified, I get turned on." He groaned.
"Hey, you invited him over for the weekend right? I can make sure that the two of you have some uninterrupted time together." Hikaru winked lewdly.
"I don't think that'll be necessary," Kaoru licked his lips nervously, "I mean, he's probably not even going to come. He's pissed at us, remember?"
"Yeah, but he was 'interested' in something earlier. Maybe he's figured it out. Even though you've been hiding it pretty good, you know you can't keep it from Kyouya forever. He's smarter than everyone else."
Kaoru fidgeted nervously. Hikaru was right-if anyone was going to figure it out, it would be Kyouya.
"Whatever. I say he won't come. Let's do something fun and not thing about this?"
Hikaru was obviously thinking about making their disagreement into a bet, but there were only so many times that putting Kaoru into embarrassing outfits was funny, and he'd passed that mark long ago. Now it seemed Kaoru didn't mind skirts any more than he minded the blue school jacket.
While they brainstormed fun things to do while their parents were out, acquiring a broad selection of alcohol in the process, the doorbell rang. Two pairs of golden eyes met, Hikaru's grinning and Kaoru's terrified, as they heard the distinct voice of Kyouya talking to their housekeeper.
"Kyouya, what brings you here," the older twin drawled, wearing his signature grin.
"Kaoru invited me. I had nothing better to do this weekend, so I decided to come over." His voice sounded the same as usual, but Kaoru didn't feel any better about it. "I realize, of course, that it's only Friday afternoon, but I thought you might want to get a head start on whatever trouble you were planning."
"Trouble? What makes you think we're planning trouble?" Kaoru's mouth wasn't able to speak yet, still in shock over Kyouya's appearance, so Hikaru kept up their end of the conversation.
"Surely nothing other than trouble can come from that amount of alcohol," pale lips smirked, glasses flashed, and Kaoru still couldn't move. He was sure that Kyouya knew somehow and was just messing with them.
A perfect black eyebrow rose in Kaoru's direction.
"H-hey Kyouya! I'm glad you decided to take up my offer," Kaoru pathetically attempted to say something.
"So far, all we have planned is consuming some of the drinks in front of us. You're smart," Hikaru smiled at Kaoru, "perhaps you can help us figure out what else to do!"
"Hmm, let me think about it," Kyouya's voice lowered and he walked towards Kaoru thoughtfully. He rested his hand on Karou's shoulder, this time without the threat, ran it down to the elbow, and then let go.
Kaoru's breath shortened and he managed to suppress his shiver. Hikaru, who was currently torn between wanting to laugh and wanting to punch Kyouya for touching Kaoru, had been right. Seeming to come to a decision, Kyouya opened his mouth.
Anything Kyouya might have suggested was drowned out by someone else entering the house.
"Demons! What are you doing with Kyouya?"
The twins rolled their eyes and stood between the King and Prince.
"Tono, what are you doing here?" Kaoru was annoyed despite his earlier nervousness.
"We didn't invite you over," Hikaru pointed out.
"But you invited Mommy? Are you trying to get him into trouble?" Then Tamaki spotted the bottles. "Are you going to get Mommy drunk and make him dance around the living room with a lampshade on his head singing badly? Why would you do that to Mommy?"
"Come on, Tamaki! We just wanted to hang out with Kyouya a little. Is that a crime?"
"Yeah," Hikaru added, "it's not like you hang out with him anymore. I bet Haruhi's outside or downstairs right now, isn't she?"
"What does that have to do with anything? We were going to go see Kyouya when his housekeeper told us that he was here. You're trying to defile him, aren't you?"
The three began a yelling match, fiercer than any they'd had before. Kaoru, in particular, attacked Tamaki.
"What's wrong, Kyouya?" Haruhi's soft voice startled the arguers from their battle. Kaoru looked over towards Kyouya and saw that his expression wasn't quite the same as usual. It was close, but held a sadness that made Kaoru feel like a complete jerk.
"Nothing, Haruhi. But I think that this is unnecessary. And I don't need people seeking my company out of pity. I'm going home now. Goodbye."
He walked stiffly out the door and down the stairs, upset at the thought that the twins had been toying with him, not because of some evil scheme or off-color joke, or even because of the attraction he thought he'd seen from Kaoru, but because they'd felt that he needed their meddling to keep his mind off of Tamaki's abandonment.
Tamaki wasn't sure what just happened, but, thanks to Haruhi's sharp insight, didn't say anything and just left.
Kaoru stood at the top of the stairs, staring at the closed door, devastated.
What's going to happen next? Will Kyouya kill everyone? Will Kaoru ever get laid? How come Hikaru's been right so often (actually, I don't have an answer for this one...)?
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