Disclaimer: I could never own something as awesome as Ouran High School Host Club! If I did, there'd be many changes and more 'brotherly love' scenes. As well as chaotic things and countless torture of Tamaki and . . . -is cut off for the sake of the fic-
Summary: Kaoru has always been use to the fact that Hikaru becomes closer to Haruhi. But can Hikaru, whom is new to this, accept Kaoru being closer to someone other than him self?
Other Notes: I just wanted to reply to dreaming0's review (thanks for reviewing, by the way).
Thanks. I've had many ideas about the twin's and the twin's relationships, but this is one of the many ideas I like out of them all. I'm going to stick with the changing POV one more time. And if I receive any confusion from you or anyone else, I will stop and use regular POV. I've noticed I have a few grammar errors, thanks for telling me.
And thank you and everyone else again for the helpful reviews you given me!
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Kaoru had run back to the Host Club. He was in dire need of a phone. Fortunately, Tamaki and Kyouya were still there. Maybe he could use their phone since he left his at home.
"Oi, Kyouya, can I . . . borrow your phone?"
Tamaki looked up at the voice and scrambled behind Kyouya. "Mommy! Hikaru is back to hurt me!"
What!? Kaoru's mind screamed. Was he trying to anger me or is he just being more stupid than usual?
To calm him self, he clenched his fists and hid them behind his uniform.
Kyouya had finally decided to look up. He also decided to ignore Tamaki's ignorance and nod in reply. "Yes, Kaoru, you may borrow my phone." He dug through his pocket and handed it to the grateful twin. Kyouya looked back at Tamaki, indicating for him to stop hiding or stop being stupid. Most likely the latter.
Kaoru gave one more glance at the two and walked off to leave them to talk if they wanted or possibly to move away from the babbling blonde.
Suddenly, Tamaki was lost in his thoughts. And that was never any good. He had put one and one together. Kaoru had left, smirking with Haruhi. Then were gone for quite some time. Then, Kaoru returns, with no Haruhi and the need for a cell phone and he's far away so that they wouldn't hear his conversation with whoever he was talking to . . .
Very slowly, Tamaki's eyes widen as he came to a conclusion.
Either Haruhi was hurt . . . or she was pregnant (1).
Kyouya watched the facial expressions quickly changed on the king's face. From clueless to worried to fear and then finally to complete rage. "Mommy! Kaoru got Haruhi pregnant! He left her and is calling for someone to pick her up and take her home! My poor daughter! Tainted at such an early age! Kaoru, you shall--"
"What!?" Kaoru insisted. "I didn't get her pregnant! I just need a ride home." Kaoru huddled in a corner, far from the idiotic blonde's incomprehensible gibberish as Kyouya tried his best to stop the enraged king.
After, Kaoru thanked Kyouya and his ride had arrived, he hopped in the car sighing, and remembering how Tamaki had not too long ago accused of getting Haruhi pregnant. Eventually, Kaoru practically pressed his face against the window, searching for any signs of his twin brother.
"Master Hitachiin, where is your-"
"I don't know or care." He quickly stated with a monotone voice.
And the rest of the drive home was completely silent. Just what Kaoru really wanted and needed.
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Finally, Kaoru had made it home. He rushed upstairs in a blur of blue, not even greeting either of his parents and headed for one of the countless guest rooms that they owned. (He always wondered why they needed so many. It's not like the Hitachiin hosted special occasions often at home.)
'I just don't understand Hikaru anymore. I don't understand how he could just wrongly accuse me of something so ridiculous! He knows that I wouldn't do anything to ruin our relationship we have.'
Kaoru throws him self on the one of the beds and buries his face into a pillow. To feel more concealed from the world, he threw the sweets over him as he hugged the pillow to his chest. Suddenly he stops his actions and his eyes narrows, looking down.
'Wait, let me correct that. He knows that I wouldn't do anything to ruin our relationship that we had. And what's even bad about the relationship that we had is that he would simply apologize and we'd get over it . . . but not this time. I'm going away for awhile . . . just to give him a scare and straighten out my thoughts.'
Kaoru quietly pushed the sheets of off his head and left the pillow in his spot. He rushed to the door of the guest room and headed for his own. If he was going to give Hikaru a scare by disappearing for awhile, then he was going to have to be prepared to where ever he planned on venturing off to.
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The front door creaked loudly as Hikaru pushed it open.
One of the maids looked up from her spot. She was just heading to one of the rooms but stopped to greet him. That is when she remembered that Kaoru had come home but without Hikaru. She figured he'd go back out later to get Hikaru, but now Hikaru is without Kaoru?
Something's wrong.
"Master Hitachiin," she began hesitantly. "Where is your brother?"
He gave her a hopeless look; obviously he was depressed about Kaoru's disappearance. "I was hoping that you saw Kaoru come in." He said in a soft voice. He was truly worried about Kaoru.
He had ever reason to be.
"Mmm," she gave a thoughtful look, starting up the stairs. "I think he went to his room. But I'm not exactly sure -- hey, Master Hikaru?"
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This should be easy! Or so Hikaru thought. They've only been in one major fight before (maybe a few minor ones, but not as big as this). Like at the Host Club. But then that doesn't even count . . . right? That was out of pure boredom. He figured that since it was just to make things more 'lively' around the Host Club and not a real fight, it shouldn't count.
But . . . now, we're really fighting over something. Hikaru curled into a ball, and frowned into the sheets.
Getting tired of his current position, he rolled over until he lay on his back. He took either arm and held it up, lifting a finger.
"None of the maids saw Kaoru. No one has today."
He held up a second finger.
"Father hasn't since he's been home. I can't talk to Mother. She's left for a meeting at work or something ridiculous."
To him it was very ridiculous. Her son was missing, and she didn't even know! She should at least call, like she used to. Just to make sure everything was fine.
Shaking that thought off, he held up a third finger.
And with no one knowing nothing at all about his disappearance, he didn't know where or how to start looking. He left the arm he had held up fall so that it'd cover his face (more his eyes than anything).
He sighed tiredly. This was just all a big mess, a misunderstanding . . .
None the less he was determined, but how do you search for someone that has access to leave the country? He tried to sit up but found he couldn't. Was he tired? His mind told him to close his eyes and think, but that was a trick, because all Hikaru ended up doing was dozing off to sleep.
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"Oi . . . where am I?" Well, he knew that. He was still within the Hitachiin Estate, but where in the Hitachiin Estate? Of course, he and Hikaru had explored a majority of the house ('Can you really call what we live in a house?' Kaoru wondered) when they were younger, but they knew there was much more to it than what they had saw.
Great.
That's really extremely pathetic. His plan of scaring Hikaru was foiled and was now scaring him self. How do you get lost in your own home? He sat against a wall in the fetal position.
Well, it's not like Hikaru will find him anytime soon. He stood up, determined to lave this massive home. He turned to his right, and to no avail saw nothing. He checked his left and saw a long corridor that he had just walked. Sighing, he looked to his right again but saw that something opened at the far end.
Kaoru eagerly walked at a quick pace to the door. He stopped abruptly and looked around. Somehow this place . . . looked familiar. Hey! This is where they had got lost -- err, caught up in their exploring when they were children.
He gave a thoughtful look to the wall to his right. "If this is where I think it is . . ." He bent over until he came to almost the bottom of the wall and stopped when he found whatever it is he was looking for. "There it is!"
Slowly, he brushed the dust off wall so that he could see it better. "The West Wing. Oh. Good, that's near our second kitchen!" But slowly, he remembered that their smallest kitchen was the second kitchen. "I guess if I plan on leaving for awhile I could stock up on food. It's better than nothing."
With that in mind, Kaoru (half-heartedly) started off for their second kitchen.
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"Master Hitachiin . . ."
"Mmm, Kaoru?" Hikaru asked.
It was one of the maids. "M-Master Hitachiin, I was ordered from the kitchen to bring you a bite to eat. Master Hitachiin, can you please wake up?" She began again.
Hikaru rolled over, still deep in sleep.
She leaned over, about to wake him up, but stops as Hikaru stirs again. "I'm so sorry, Kaoru . . ."
The maid backs away as she watches him with sympathy. Hikaru rolls around in the bed a few more times before slowly sitting up, immediately asking about Kaoru. Sadly, the maid shakes her head and he lies back down, turning his back on her, muttering something she could barely make out.
"Master Hitachiin, I . . . talked to the butler that escorted Master Kaoru home." Hikaru arm twitched, before he rolled over to look up at her. "Yes, um, he said that he could've sworn that he heard him mutter something about 'going away' in the car."
"Where is 'away'?"
She bowed apologetically. When she rose, Hikaru thanked her and stood up, preparing to leave.
"But, Master Hitachiin, you do not know where 'away' is."
He stopped, his hand gripped tightly around the door. "You're right, I don't know. But I can't stop. Apparently, no one else is too worried, or else someone would've fond him by now. But I'm going to . . ." He turned around, fighting back tears. "I'm going to find him."
She lowered her head, wondering what she could do to help the young master. He turned to open the door once more but stopped when she muttered something that he obviously heard.
"When I went to get snack for you, I noticed things were out of place. And as I was leaving, I heard something moving. I think, maybe he is still here . . ."
"Thank you very much!" He called out, waving to her grateful.
She blinked once and then twice and looked back to the food she had brought. Her break time was close, and why let the food go to waste? She closed the door, sat on the bed's edge, and began to eat some of the food.
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Hikaru was racing with time. Everything depended on him getting to that kitchen. And luckily, he knew were Kaoru was if not in the kitchen. If Kaoru had left the kitchen, (which he prayed to God that he didn't) he knew one place he could be.
It was a habit Hikaru noticed two months back. When Kaoru's visits to the library became more frequent, he'd stay later and would bring food that he would eat (Hikaru would always wonder how Kaoru got caught sleeping in Math, but the librarian, who had hawk like eyes, and amazing hearing, never caught him eating).
And Kaoru's time was being spent more in the library now.
But first!
To the kitchen.
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The kitchen looked a mess. And Kaoru hadn't got what he needed (well, he did, but not what he wanted). He didn't have time to clean up the kitchen and pack what he could barely find (Kaoru wondered why it was hard to find things in this kitchen).
Just as he bent over to pick up a can that had fallen from a cabinet did he hear the familiar voice.
"Kaoru!?"
No. That couldn't be Hikaru. He wasn't even suppose to be here.
He began quickly to pick up things, but denied the voice calling for him.
"Kaoru, are you here!?" . . . that called for him again.
Quickly, Kaoru put anything scattered on the floor onto the nearest counter or table and kicked what he couldn't pick up under the tables. Just as he kicked the last of can goods and other items out of view, he heard Hikaru's voice in the dinning room (which was in the next room to the kitchen).
Kaoru growled irritably, and dove behind a cramped counter that had nothing by or under it. But just as he had hid him self had he remembered his backpack was still on the counter in front of him.
"Kaoru," Hikaru called for the sixteenth time. "Oi, Kaoru, are you in here?"
He stopped in the heart of the kitchen, frowning, with his arms against his chest. "Oi, Kaoru, I just . . . want to say that I'm sorry. I don't know what to do but say that I'm sorry."
Kaoru listened to this, his knees against his chest. "But if you come out, maybe we could and you could forgive me?"
Kaoru began to come out of hiding, but his conscious stopped and told him that it was just a trap. This was just to get him to come out of hiding and agree to make up and pretend like this had never happened. With that thought in mind, Kaoru stayed hidden. But even as determined as Kaoru was, he wasn't focused enough because he moved his arm and caused a can ('when did that get there,' were Kaoru's thoughts) to clank.
Obviously Hikaru heard this. And just as he had figured, he was starting over to him. He was hovering over the camped quarters that Kaoru hid in. "Kaoru, I--"
"Oi! Hikaru-chan!"
What!? Both the twin's mind exclaimed. 'Who is . . . Hunny?' Hikaru was shocked as he turned around to came face to face with Ouran Club, well, minus Haruhi who was probably studying like the good kid she was.
Who was he going to choose to ask what all of them were doing?
Tamaki? Definite no. Just no (he gave Tamaki a glare just to prove his point).
Most likely Kyouya would be the better choice if he wanted a logical answer. Before Hikaru could even open his mouth, Kyouya brought out a notepad and looked to him. "From what we understand, Kaoru is missing? Great, we can help."
Great?! Both twins wondered.
"Uhm, o-okay . . ." Hikaru replied reluctantly, forgetting all about his possible discovery of Kaoru. And as soon as Hikaru had replied, Mori had dragged him out of the kitchen, the Host Club tailing behind.
As the door shut closed, Hikaru sighed. 'Were you in there, Kaoru?'
-- End Chapter 0.4, Hunting Down Kaoru
(1) Yeah, Tamaki's imagination exaggerates a bit too much. Wouldn't you agree? That's why he came up with that twisted idea of Kaoru getting Haruhi pregnant.
And also, everything in Italics in the beginning was a Flashback.
Well, this chapter didn't come out when I wanted to or how I wanted to, but we'll see. The way it ended was kinda' nice. And I can do well from there on out, hopefully.
Anyway, I'm expecting the usual from you guys.
Review, and point out anything that is wrong (as in spelling, grammar, or anything that confused).
