Ok, despite me saying in the previous chappies' A/N's, some people are still like 'seriously if this turns out HiakruxRisu I'm stopping reading it'

Then if you don't want to listen to me, don't read it anymore.

However for all the people who are listening to what I'm saying and believe me when I say it's gonna turn out ok in the end, I'll continue. And I'm glad you're being patient.

And I'm warning you now, you might be a bit pissed at me for this chapter…

Luv ya xxx

Chapter 21

Hikaru smiled to himself when he woke up, despite his headache. Kaoru was phoning today, and it was Saturday. No lessons today. He didn't need to drag himself out of bed this morning, as he wasn't up early and didn't have the shadow of lessons hanging over him. He chose to ignore the fact that he had an exam on Wednesday, and was spending Monday and Tuesday studying. Nothing was going to ruin his Saturday.

'Hey.' A voice greeted him when he came down the stairs. Risu sat at the breakfast bar, fully dressed, eating toast.

Hikaru smiled warmly at her and returned her 'hey.'

'You wanna come into town with me? Like, shopping?'

Hikaru's spirits fell. He did want to, but Kaoru was phoning. He took a deep breath in and tried to contemplate what to do.

'Hikaru?' Risu asked, staring at him. 'Are you ok?'

'Um…well, my brother was supposed to phone me today.' He said, his headache intensifying. Damn – his first hangover, and it had to be here and now. Wait til Kaoru heard…

'Can't you phone him and tell him to phone later? Or talk to him just now?'

Hikaru checked the time. Five past nine.

'He'll still be asleep just now.' He said. 'And if my parents answer, they won't let me speak to him.'

'Um…why?' Risu asked. Hikaru bit his tongue.

'I meant to say that…um…We'll be talking for ages, and I don't want it to be on your bill.' Risu frowned and shrugged a 'whatever'

Hikaru let out a deep breath. Shopping would have to wait. He went to the cupboard to get some aspirin.

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At ten past four, Hikaru sat rigidly in an armchair in the sitting room, curled up with his knees at his chest. He watched the phone, which sat on the table. He had waited all day for a phone call, that had never come. He twitched his toes nervously.

Risu, sitting in an armchair opposite and reading a history textbook, surveyed him over the top of the book.

'Are you ok?' She asked.

He jumped, and nodded. He frowned. Why hadn't Kaoru phoned? Or been on msn? Or emailed? He started to get angry as well as worried.

'Are you any good at history?' Risu asked, surveying the front cover of her book, then turning to Hikaru. He looked at her briefly, then shook his head. 'Hm…Japanese?' He nodded.

'Well, I have to study for that, too.' She sighed. 'I'm kinda useless at studying… and since we're not going to town, could you help me?' Hikaru thought about it, his eyes still glued to the phone.

'Yeah, ok.' He said. What could it hurt? He checked the clock again. Fourteen minutes past four. Hana and Ekati wouldn't be back for about two hours. He sighed and turned his attention back to Risu, who was getting out of her chair and heading upstairs.

'Where are you going?' He asked. 'I thought you wanted to study?'

'Yes.' Risu said. 'My books are in my room. Come on up.' Hikaru glanced once more at the phone, then followed Risu up the stairs. When he reached the landing, he just caught her disappearing into her room. He followed.

As Hikaru walked through the door, he noticed Risu wasn't holding any new books, and she had an unnerving smile on her face. She walked slowly around him and clicked the lock on the door shut, before throwing the history book carelessly on the floor.

'Risu?' Hikaru asked. 'What are you…'

Before he could finish his sentence, Risu had leapt on top of him, and knocked him back onto her bed. She started feverishly kissing him, on his lips and neck. She pulled his shirt over his head in one swift movement, and then pulled off her own. Hikaru's eyes bulged.

'What the hell?!' He shouted. 'Wha…'

'Shut up.' She said. 'Just kiss me.'

Hikaru's mind whirred. He thought about Kaoru, Haruhi, his dream, Hana and Ekati, and the phone…

Risu's hands unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to around his knees. Hikaru smiled up at her, and forcibly moved her under him. He pulled off her skirt and threw is carelessly on the floor, before surveying her in her underwear. She smirked.

'Hurry up.' She whispered. 'I'm getting impatient.' Hikaru smiled to himself and leant down to her, and kissed her neck. He moved down her chest, gently brushing her delicate breasts with his finger, and kissed her stomach.

Out the corner of his eye, Hikaru noticed a large grey patch on the pale pink wall, that was actually a gouge right out of it. The old, grey plaster stared at him, it's crumbling insides masking countless memories.

Hikaru tensed his body unwillingly. Risu noticed.

'Hikaru?' She asked, one hand on the back of his neck and the other on his chest. He didn't reply for a while. 'What's up?'

He stared at the hole in the wall, and the memory of he and Kaoru digging it came flooding back vividly, along with hundreds of other memories that he and his brother had made.

'I can't do this.' Hikaru confessed. His frantic eyes scanned the room, and he grabbed the remainder of his clothes and ran from the room. Risu stared at the open and empty doorway for several seconds, frowning and bemused.

She grabbed a pillow and screamed into it.

Hey! Sorry if you all find my chapters' lengths really annoying. I know they're really short compared to some other authors chappies, but you know there always seems to be a bit that's really good for ending a chapter!

Yamashita Miharu xxx