O: I feel like it's been forever since I've updated! This chapter is fairly short, I apologize. Also it's not the best, but I'm thinking I'll wrap it up with one, maybe two, more chapters. WITH...-drumroll- Yes, a lemon :D because every good yaoi needs a yummy lemon. ^^ Anyways, here you go! Chapter 4

Kaoru's POV

After hours of walking in the same direction, I finally give up and just lay in the field I'm in. What's the point? I'm just going to go back to the person I can't have, and have to live with the heartache. I roll onto my stomach to keep my still tender ass from hurting, and I pick at the grass sighing. A helicopter passes over me and I ignore it, not paying attention until it lands some distance away and I see a very familiar tuft of orange hair bobbing towards me. I sit up and frown. "Hikaru?" I call out, confused. He scoops me into his arms and hugs me tightly, showering my face in kisses. "I was so worried Kaoru..." he says and kisses my lips, soft at first but deepening after only a few moments. I open my mouth obediently for him and soon our hands are running through each others hair. He breaks away and smiles at me. "I lied Kaoru...I really do love you. I want you to be mine forever, ok?" I return his grin and nod. "I want to be yours Hikaru...forever...forever...Hikaru..."

Someone is shaking me and I open my eyes slowly, the dream fading away. "Huh? Wha..." A stranger is standing above me in overalls and a plaid shirt. He does not look happy. "You can't sleep in my field, you dumb city kid! Get lost!" I stand up and nod. "Sorry sir..." I bow and amble away sadly, feeling stupid for falling asleep. With a sigh I look up to see a familiar sight. I can see the roof of my house! I begin to run to my estate, wondering with extreme confusion how I made it home without even really trying. With relief I find that I'll only be a little late for school, and I run to my room to change. There's a note on my pillow and I frown as I pick it up and read it.

Kaoru,

I'm sorry for what I said, and I really would like to talk to you. We need to sort this out.

-Hika

I stare at the note in astonishment. He's actually putting forth an effort for once, and this brings tears to my eyes. Maybe he really is ready to be out on his own...maybe it's me who needs to learn to live without him...Tears spill down my cheeks as I change into my uniform and grab my books. I call for a car and wait on the front steps, contemplating Hikaru's note. It's all I can think about as I get in the car; on the drive to school; as I take my detention slip for being late; as I sit next to Hikaru and Haruhi, ignoring their looks of "where were you?"; and even after school before the Host Club. When I arrive at the Host Club the first thing I notice is Tamaki and Hikaru. They're acting far too cozy for my liking and my hands ball into fists at my sides. "Hey Kaoru...where've ya been?" Hikaru asks and smiles to ease the tension. I might aswell have been a piece of meat that wandered back into his refrigerator. "Where've I been? Where have I been? Thanks for your concern Hikaru. Don't go looking for your twin when he's missing. 'Cause cuddling and flirting with your new boyfriend is far more important," I say with sarcasm dripping out like acid rain. He looks taken aback and steps away from Tamaki with a faint blush on his cheeks. "K-Kaoru I-" I stop him by putting a hand up.

"I don't want to hear it, Hikaru. This just confirms what you told me, so thank you. At least now...now I can move on." I feel tears stinging the corners of my eyes but I refuse to show any signs of weakness to my twin. I whirl around and nearly run into him. "Excuse me senpai," I say as way of apology and he holds up a silver object. I frown but realize it's my cell phone from his coffee table. I mumble a thanks and walk out of the third music room without another word. I don't feel much like hosting today and I certainly can't stomach hosting with that bastard I call a brother. My phone's dead (go figure) so I can't call a car to come get me. With a sigh I go to the library to wait for Host Club to be over.

I don't notice he's followed until Kyouya Ootori himself sits in the empty seat across from me. Pulling my books out of my bag I try my best to ignore the stare that I'm sure is literally boring a hole into my forehead. He clears his throat in an attempt to get my attention but I refuse to bow to his wishes. "Kaoru we can't run from this forever. We have to talk eventually," he says quietly, and for a second I pause in my actions. I try to pretend like I didn't hear him but my breathing has sped up and my heart is pounding in my ears, which I'm pretty sure he can sense (being the spawn of the devil and all.) "Kaoru," - God why does he have to practically purr my voice? - "what would you say happened last night?" He asks, and I wonder if he can even be nervous at all. With a sigh I finally look up at him, and I immediately regret said decision. It seems like in just one night my entire perception of Kyouya Ootori has changed. The hair that I found so dull now looks soft and I find myself wanting to run my fingers through it. I study the flawlessly smooth skin of his face and I purposely try to avoid his eyes, knowing I'll be lost the minute I look into them. "Kaoru...I need an answer." He says, and I can hear the smirk behind it. Our eyes finally meet and gold and onyx clash together in a classic battle of light and dark. I can practically see the sparks flying as the tension builds, and I have to tear my gaze away before a fire catches. "A misunderstanding. That's what happened." How I've spoken in this state I'll never know, but the words that came out weren't the ones I really wanted to say. He nods and I catch - disappointment? - in those dark eyes. "Alright," he sighs and stands up, slightly slumped like a kid who's lost the championship game. I frown as I watch him and I can't help but feel sorry for him. "S-senpai? Please sit back down, I wasn't finished."

My own words astound me and I bite my lip, suddenly nervous. He does as I've asked and the corners of his mouth twitch up ever so slightly. This inspires my own small smile and I blush, feeling butterflies spring from their cocoons in my tummy. He's resting his chin on fingers laced together, an amused smile playing on his lips as he watches me. With a chuckle he leans forward and the sparks begin again. "What is it Kaoru? I haven't got all day," he teases and I blush deeper. "K-Kyouya-senpai I uh," I chew my bottom lip nervously as he waits with anxious expectation. "IthinkIlikeyouKyouya-senpai," I mumble looking down and wiping my suddenly sweaty hands on my trousers. I sense rather than see him shift closer to me. "I'm sorry Kaoru, could you repeat that? I couldn't quite hear..." his voice holds just a hint of amusement and I can tell that he's enjoying my suffering far too much. With a deep breath I oblige his wishes, "I think...I like you, Kyouya-senpai." I say slowly, letting the words roll off of my tongue and float in the open air between us. "Kaoru I can honestly say I'm flattered by this," he says and I risk a look at him. I have never seen a genuine smile grace his sharp features before, and I find my breath catch in my throat. "Would you like to accompany me on a date, Kaoru?" The question catches me off-guard and I literally almost fall out of my chair in shock. What is he thinking? We hate each other! (Right?) This is not the Kyouya that I know, and I can honestly say that I'm frightened. "S-senpai?" He smiles even more, loving my self-torment. "Yes Kaoru?" Suddenly I'm angry at him. His whole tone suggests that this is a joke for him, and that's what I simply cannot stand about him. Messing with my head is one thing, but mess with my heart...it's another matter entirely. "What the fuck are you saying Kyouya?" I put ice in my words and drop the "senpai" bull shit to let him know that I am not putting up with his ridiculous games. Kyouya frowns and lays his hands flat on the table. "Excuse me? I don't think you should speak that way to the person who just asked you out." The amused tone is gone and he staring at me with those eyes. I can't stay angry with him when I see that look and I'm mentally kicking my own ass as I melt into a puddle right there on my seat. My head drops to the table with a dull thud and there's his hand, resting on mine. There's his lips, pressing onto my knuckles. There I am, letting it happen. There we are, impossibly together, knowing we shouldn't.

And here I go, sure that once I've said yes, there's no turning back.

Not completely satisfied with this chapter, but let me know what you think with a review please and thankies ^^