So . . . remember when I said I wouldn't reply until Chapter 12? Yeah, screw that.
Ditkata: Yeah, my friend's fine. When he and his sister were kicked out, they moved to America. They still live there now. And haha, what is it you think I'm going to do?
wishIwereanime: Oh no, don't die! You won't get to see what happens!
Akutskifan14: Well, as I promised, here is part two! Up and ready within hours of part one!
TinaTenten: Haha, thanks. I didn't want to kill my more devoted readers, so I tried to limit the suspense a little. Hopefully, this chapter is a little better.
Jen567: Haha, don't worry. This chapter is mostly about how angry they are at each other, which means that they will make up soon, and you'll find out what the gift was later.
tragicpoet54: *shifty eyes* I don't know, has Kyoya figured it out? You'll just have to read!
SnOandZnT: No, I have no intentions of murdering you. I love all my reviewers. :) But really, if you were Hikaru, who is usually the jealous type, wouldn't you think the same thing?
midnight-alchemist13: Haha, you're welcome for writing this! Even though it is poorly written and makes no sense if you read it straight through . . .
Part two of the Cheaters chapters, just like I promised!
Warning: LOTS of language in this chapter!
I do not own Ouran High School Host Club. If I did, I would not randomly get tired at three in the morning! (As if owning Ouran would suddenly banish my insomnia.)
Kaoru:
Kaoru had been anticipating Valentine's Day almost as much as Hikaru had, but all of his excitement had disappeared when Hikaru began giving him the stone cold shoulder. As far as he could tell, there was no good reason for this mistreatment, which just worsened his broken heart. Hikaru wouldn't speak to him, wouldn't look at him, would barely be in the same room with him! And for what? What could he have possibly done to offend Hikaru?
Kaoru cast his mind back to the previous day. He couldn't think of a single thing that would have set Hikaru off like this. In fact, now that he thought about it, Hikaru was just fine until Kaoru had to stay behind with Kyoya. But surely, Hikaru wasn't that jealous? He had been alone in a room with another boy several times before, and it had never provoked this kind of reaction.
Finally, late that night, Kaoru's depression turned into anger. How could Hikaru stay mad at him for so long, and for no good reason? Why wouldn't he even tell him what was wrong? Being the rash, outspoken person he was, Hikaru would have normally spilled everything by now, taking care to throw in a few swear word and the occasional hypocritical gay remark.
Kaoru stomped over to Hikaru's bed in anger, tossing his book into a corner and pinning him to the mattress.
"What the hell?" Hikaru exclaimed.
"What the hell is right," Kaoru shouted right back. "What the fuck is your problem, Hikaru? Why are you so fucking angry with me?"
Instead of answering, Hikaru squirmed under Kaoru, only succeeding in making him tighten his grip. "Get the fuck off of me!"
"Answer my question!"
Hikaru stopped struggling and stared Kaoru straight in the face, his expression radiating intense fury.
"Get off of me, you whore!"
Hikaru:
He hadn't meant to say it; it just slipped out, but he couldn't honestly say that he regretted it. Isn't that what Kaoru was, anyway?
Still, the expression of utter shock on Kaoru's face made him reconsider his words. Not that he could take them back. No, it was far too late for that, so he simply took advantage of his brother's slackened grip and threw him off. He hit the wall with a satisfying thunk that would have worried him under normal circumstances.
"Wh . . . whore?" Kaoru repeated, as if he couldn't quite wrap his mind around the word.
"Yes, Kaoru," Hikaru replied like he was talking to a three year old. "That's what I called you, a whore."
"But . . . is this about me asking for sex? Because if it is, I swear I'll stop - "
"Oh, it's about asking for sex, alright, but not from me."
Kaoru was clearly thinking hard, growing more and more confused with each passing second.
"Hikaru, I've never asked anyone but you."
"Oh, that's right," Hikaru yelled, sarcasm dripping off every word. "You didn't have to ask, did you? You just let him have your way with you." Hikaru stood and began to storm away, but Kaoru grabbed his wrist to stop him. Hikaru had to resist the urge to backhand him.
"Let go, Kaoru," Hikaru growled. Kaoru dropped his hand because frankly, Hikaru was terrifying when he was pissed.
"Hikaru, what the fuck are you talking about? Who, exactly, do you think I - "
"What do you take me for? An idiot? I know what you and Kyoya were doing yesterday - "
"Me and Kyoya? What the fuck, Hikaru, you actually think I would do him?"
It probably would have been better to clarify exactly what he was doing with Kyoya, because denying having sex with him didn't help the situation at all. But Kaoru was so blatantly pissed that he obviously didn't care anymore.
"Well, why not? I wouldn't give you what you wanted, so you went running to him! It makes perfect sense from where I'm standing!"
"Why are you so concerned about who I have sex with, anyway? What is it to you?"
The tears were falling again, half out of hatred and half because Kaoru had pretty much confessed to an affair.
"Why? WHY? BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU, THAT'S WHY! I thought you and I were supposed to be together! You kept telling me that you were mine and only mine, but you gave yourself to him! You moaned for him! Is that how you show that you love me?"
Kaoru was speechless. Hikaru took advantage of the silence and practically ran to their bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind him.
He brushed away his tears in anger with himself. He hadn't cried in a long time, and he didn't want to cry now.
"Hikaru!" he heard through his distress. Kaoru was pounding on the door with both fists and attempting to fix everything in a few short sentences. It wasn't working.
"Hikaru, I'm sorry for what I said! I swear I didn't mean it! I didn't do anything with Kyoya! I hurt my knee, and he was helping me; that's it! Hikaru, please . . . !"
Hikaru covered his ears and curled into a corner. He refused to listen to Kaoru's petty excuses.
Kaoru:
Kaoru leaned against the door, sobbing. His throat was sore from trying to explain to Hikaru what had really happened, but he knew his brother was not listening. He was afraid of what he might do in there, and he unconsciously rubbed his left wrist, the one with the scar on it. Kaoru had been much less upset when he had tried to cut himself than he was now. That being said, taking Hikaru's rash personality into account, what might he do to stop the pain? Hikaru hadn't said a word since he disappeared, and that worried the shit out of Kaoru.
They say that it is better to have had love and lost it than to have never loved at all. But they also say that ignorance is bliss. Right now, Kaoru wished that he had never come to love Hikaru. It would have saved him so much pain.
Still, there had to be a way to fix this. Kaoru reviewed his conversation with Kyoya over and over again, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought that it sounded staged. Like Kyoya had planned the whole thing.
Kaoru sighed. That meant that Kyoya was the only one who could make things right again.
Well, Kaoru thought as he stood up and looked through the contacts on his phone, we were goin to tell everyone, anyway.
With shaking fingers, Kaoru hit the call button.
D: What? Another cliffhanger? Yes, it is, get over it! Because another cliffhanger means a part three to the cheater's chapters!
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Love you even though I mess with you guys a bunch! - Alexishy
