"Good morning Hikaru!" Kaoru shouted from the Hospital bed as Hikaru woke up slowly. He looked over at Kaoru who had a different nurse from the first day lifting up his shirt to check on the healing of his ribs. She was in her twenties maybe, with hair curving to her lower back and eyes the shade of honey. Hikaru smiled up at Kaoru.
"Oh, good morning Mr. Hikaru. Mr. Kaoru here was telling me about a game you used to play called 'Which one is Hikaru?'. I have to be honest, I wouldn't be able to tell you two apart if you two switched beds!" She chuckled. It was terrible, even after everything that happened, how Hikaru wanted to be recognized as his own person.
"Yea, and our friend Haruhi was the only person ever to answer correctly." Kaoru said, as she took his blood pressure. "It really freaked us out."
"I bet. She must be something special, huh Hikaru?"
"Yeah, I think Hikaru's in love with her." Kaoru snickered.
"Not as much as I love you, Kaoru." Hikaru smiled weakly. Kaoru beamed back and let his sleeve fall back over his shoulder.
"That's so sweet." The nurse said. "Such brotherly love is beautiful."
"We're part of a host club at school, and that's what we play as." Kaoru said as she checked his eyes. "We're brotherly love. It's really fun."
"A host club? Ooh, my friend Kimiki went to one, she said it was overwhelming with gorgeous men."
"Gorgeous? Could someone be talking about me?" Tamaki strode in the room with the rest of the Host Club, including Honey.
"Ooh!" The nurse blushed looking at Tamaki. "Hello sir, um…"
"I'm sorry miss," Tamaki swooned, his hand expertly finding its way to her chin. "I didn't mean to distract you."
"Tamaki, you're distracting her just by putting on that play." Kyoya said, sliding glasses up his nose. "This pretty young woman doesn't need you to harass her like that, I'm sure she gets it everywhere she goes."
"This hospital, it's so depressing." Honey said, sitting on Mori's shoulders. "Did you bring the strawberry cake or the lemon cake for Kaoru?"
"Strawberry." Mori responded.
"Yay!" Honey hopped off of Mori's shoulders and grabbed the bag. "Here, Kao-chan, I brought some cake for you!" He hopped onto the bed and pulled over the little table. He set the bag down and slid out an immaculate cake completely covered in strawberries. "It's got hand-whipped buttercream icing, did you know that? Here, I'll slice your piece so I don't have to wait—"
"Wait, now, Honey-senpai, for this lovely lady to finish what she was doing to Kaoru!" Tamaki chuckled.
"I'm sorry miss, he's a little over-exuberant. Especially about cakes." Haruhi apologized for Honey.
"N…n-no…" She whispered. "I've just finished."
"You want a piece of cake?" Honey asked. "You take care of Kaoru, you should have a piece of cake!" Before the nurse could answer, Honey was cutting two slices of cake and putting them on two separate porcelain plates.
"I have to leave—I have other patients…"
"Take one to the doctor too, kay?" He said happily. The nurse side-stepped out the room, obviously windswept. The door shut and the conversation started. They all kept the conversation on the immediate present or the far past. "do you remember last year when…" or "the food here must be atrocious…" the month or more that the whole fight had gone down lay untouched. Hikaru also stayed out of the conversation completely. He would laugh when everyone else laughed, he would nod along with Kaoru so he looked as though he were paying attention. In reality, he was an inmate with a death sentence that was not yet set. He didn't know what to do other than enjoy this oblivious Kaoru.
"In truth, I didn't even know about that!" Kaoru said at the end of some story, where Tamaki was wiping his eyes from laughter and Honey was rolling around on the bed. "I mean, Hikaru and I had been there for a whole twenty minutes and no one told us!"
Hikaru felt his cue to smile and nod, and then space out again.
"Hikaruuuu." Kaoru whined. "You didn't say anything at all during that story! What's wrong?" Normally, this would be communicated without words across their connection. Their connection, however, was so flimsy and diminished that the only thing either could feel is the existence of the other. The only thing they could feel was the life in the other heart.
"Tired." It's the universal excuse for being upset, something that people will accept without explanation and there's no further need to press the subject. Unfortunately, lying to Kaoru was different than lying to anyone else.
"Well, I've got to wrap this up." Kyoya said, looking at his watch. "I'm going to be late for a meeting with a Yale. I'm trying to make this college business go smoothly."
"Yeah, we better get going too, Kao-chan." Honey said, completely ignoring the other twin. "We'll come back tomorrow, kay?"
"Okay, Honey-senpai."
Everyone filed out of the room besides Tamaki who lingered just for a few extra seconds.
"He really does love you, you know." Tamaki muttered. "I'll see you two tomorrow." He said, and left the room, shutting the door behind him.
"What did he mean, Hikaru?"
"I think he meant that I love you, Kaoru." Hikaru muttered, looking deep into his brother's eyes. "I can prove it to you."
"You don't need to prove me anything." Kaoru murmured softly. Hikaru leaned in and kissed Kaoru softly on the mouth.
"But I do…" He whispered, crawling slowly up to the bed and straddling Kaoru. He looked so innocent underneath Hikaru. "I really do."
Sensuality, that's all this was about. It was a slow grind, heavy on kissing. He remembered when he lived for the days he would come home and touch Kaoru. He lived for every groan; he ached for each of Kaoru's shivers when Hikaru's knowing hands traced over his body.
"Hikaru… we're not allowed to do this in a hospital…" Kaoru whispered.
"What do you mean? We're just lying on top of each other." Hikaru reached under the thin sheets and stroked Kaoru's penis—half-hard and inviting.
"Hikaru," Kaoru whispered erotically into Hikaru's ear. Hikaru quickly pulled the covers over the both of them and kissed down Kaoru's neck. Hikaru wrapped his hand around it and Kaoru whimpered. Jerking and kissing, Hikaru ate up every moment. It was just like it used to be when it was just them—no Haruhi, no fight, nothing but the pair of them together, wishing nothing but pleasure. Kaoru unzipped Hikaru's pants, fumbled through his underwear, and started jerking fervently.
"I love you, Hikaru." Kaoru groaned, throwing his head back. "So much… ahhh, so much…"
"You're all I need, Kaoru." Hikaru pressed. He lowered his face in for a deep kiss, exploring Kaoru's mouth so to remember every crevice of it. It was a steamy, forbidden, beautiful moment as the pair under a thin sheet re-explored each other.
"I'm coming," the pair whispered at the same time into each other's ears. They climaxed in unison, moans forcibly quiet, kissing each other's faces all over. After cleaning up the minimal damage, Kaoru attempted to keep a loving conversation with his brother before dozing off, completely content.
Hikaru didn't fall asleep, however. He turned off the lights so his brother would get a sounder sleep, but Hikaru couldn't sleep. Every single touch was not only forbidden, but it was also a lie. He knew that there was no way that present day Kaoru would've allowed any of that to happen, much less let Hikaru dominate. Hikaru absentmindedly wondered what edgy-Kaoru was like in bed. He realized he might not ever get to know. He had just lied to Kaoru; he had just let all of that happen. Not only did he lie to Kaoru, he lied to himself. It took until a half an hour until they had finished that Hikaru realized that, no matter how closely they felt physically, there was still a strain on their mental connection. Present-Kaoru was in there somewhere, angry with Hikaru for taking advantage of him.
It was a lie, he knew. He had just simulated love by having sex. Hikaru rolled over and squeezed his eyes shut, forcing sleep to come.
Usually, my fanfiction, especially ones with gay characters, has a lot of sex in it. It's surprising that this is only the second sex scene in the entire story. In truth, I didn't want to add any sex in the story unless it progresses the story along or serves as a symbolic purpose. The last time they had sex was the fatal blow, do yah remember? And this time, it's showing Hikaru's character flaws. His obsession with making things right, trying to find different methods of making things right. He just found out that sex isn't one of them.
(every time I type 'Hikaru' I want to type 'Pikachu' but I stop myself.)
I also wanted to make a shout out to HeadstrongNozomi who has been with this story from the beginning's beginning. She reviewed and asked to update on chapter two and that was maybe, a year ago. o_O; So with that, I give my shout out to you! *Lurks on her profile*
So. Commentz?