Hey everyone! Here's a brand new chappie for all of you. I suppose it is a filler chapter but I have a plan and this chapter does have its place in the story so it's only a partial filler chapter. I did as my muse directed and I really hope you like it. Let me know what you think? Many, many thanks for your continued support.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own KHR nor do I claim any rights to it or any of the characters and/or locations in this fan fiction story that you may recognise from the anime/manga. I am only responsible for the plot and nothing else.

The trip had come as a bit of a surprise. It was the first thing Hibari-sama had announced when she walked into the room. He did look a bit grim as he did so prompting her to think that perhaps it wasn't to be a leisure trip after all. Maybe it had something to do with the investigation? Whatever the case was, she couldn't help but be curious. Still, she chose not to pry. The investigation was out of her hands after all and after she had told her part of the story, probably none of her business.

She had just finished folding one of Hibari-sama's shirts into a travelling case when two strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind.

"Hahi!"

She gasped and turned to find Hibari-sama right behind her. She clutched the shirt she had taken from the pile between them as a shield although she knew it would offer no resistance. She had been moving around him silently getting things together. She hadn't wanted to speak in case he was really in a sour mood and their last conversation turn into an argument.

She looked down at the shirt in her hands only now noticing that he was shirtless once again. Her hands were pressed against his bare chest and she flushed. She turned her gaze back up to his face. The corners of his mouth lifted into a small smile as his other hand held her to him by the waist. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

Haru shut her eyes when she felt his lips against her forehead. He was going to kiss her again, wasn't he? She shouldn't hold out to some of those foolish hopes, she knew, but she really wouldn't mind if he did. I fact, she really wanted him to.

"Open your eyes, Haru."

She panicked slightly remembering that she had actually told him her name. She had hoped that he had forgotten that little fact and had managed to convince herself of that. She had expected that he would continue to call her Mari-san. She had to admit that she didn't really mean any of that. She wouldn't like him to call her by any other name. Besides, her name did sound good coming from his lips. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes again.

He needed her to understand before he left. He wouldn't take the chance that she would misunderstand and come to her own warped conclusions. He knew how quickly the truth could be twisted. He would not have her doubting him. He had to make her understand him. He had to be direct in his telling too or she would never really get it.

His hand settled on her reddening cheek as he spoke again.

"Do you trust me?" he asked. She blinked at the question. She knew the answer right away. She slowly nodded. He peered into her face inquisitively.

"Y…yes Hibari-sama. I… I trust you." God help her but she truly did. She hadn't fully trusted another human being in a long while but for some inexplicable reason, he had somehow won hers. At the back of her mind was the niggling feeling that he was going to betray her now that she had failed to guard her heart but she quelled that thought the moment it popped up.

"Then I want Haru to believe everything I say now."

She nodded again and he leaned forward to murmur in her ear. She shivered as she heard his low voice right nest to her. It was thoroughly pleasant and she stifled a sigh. Then his words caught up with her addled brain.

"I only want Haru."

She panicked properly then. That was a confession, right? He had just confessed! She was sure of it. Had he confessed? Was that what that meant? Or had he meant it the… other way? She had no idea what to make of that statement. He noticed her worry and pressed his lips to hers ever so gently.

The kiss was over practically before it began but she did feel a little less panicked. He leaned his forehead against hers. She stood very still. He had never really been like this before. They had kissed many times and he had hugged her many more times too but all this was still foreign to her. He wanted her? Only her? Did that mean there was someone else she should be wary of?

Seeing the distress in her eyes, he chuckled. The deep rumbling sound sent more shivers scurrying through her body.

"When I come back, I will make you understand," he said. She was in a bit of a daze and barely nodded before his lips captured hers once more. She bumped back against a surface she only barely registered was the dresser at which she had been getting his clothes ready for his trip. He slanted his lips against hers and continued his assault on her senses.

The shirt she still clutched in her hands slipped from her hold to fall somewhere on the floor. She couldn't hold a straight thought in her head. He was overwhelming her and she was letting him. She couldn't have pulled away from him if she tried. He was making her feel things, funny delicious things all over.

His hands settled on her waist and then the ground disappeared from beneath her. She realized she was now sitting on the dresser but barely had time to notice anything else. He stood between her legs never breaking the kiss. She dug her fingers into his shoulder as he moved away from her lips to press a kiss against her throat. She bit her lip to keep from making a sound. She gasped when he bit her neck and he smirked against her skin.

A knock on the door brought Haru plummeting back to reality. She flushed an impossibly deeper shade of red and looked into his eyes. He smiled with satisfaction when he noted that she still looked rather dazed. She had reacted to him in much the same way he seemed to react to her.

The knock persisted and he slowly helped her to the ground. He didn't really want to let go of her just yet but he had to control himself. She was not ready for anything more than a few stolen kisses. She needed to get used to the idea that he would have no other. She steadied herself on his arm. He smirked and sent her to the bathroom to get composed while he answered the door.

Haru wouldn't wait to be told twice but when she was pulled back, she barely gave any resistance.

"Don't forget, only Haru."

He gave her one last hard kiss and then headed for the bathroom. She fairly raced to it and carefully shut the door. She couldn't help her smile. She was mortified that she had let things go so far. She had never been put in such a position before. She had been behaving like a very loose woman. What on earth would the nuns say if they knew? Her smile grew wider to imagine it.

She pressed her hands to her cheeks and walked over to the mirror. She looked as if she had been thoroughly kissed. Of course she wouldn't leave the room just yet. She needed time to compose herself.

Hibari-sama's words went through her mind over and over and she found herself silently squealing with joy. She couldn't help it. It was all so new and so wonderful…

Of course there was still the treacherous thought that he would eventually betray her and she would suffer for all her foolishness. That thought brought her smile down by a degree. She wouldn't let it take hold. He had said he only wanted her. What she knew of him so far suggested that he was true to his word. Akira-san had vouched for him herself.

He had asked her if she trusted him. She knew she did. She meant every word and she would prove it now by not worrying about her decisions. For as long as she could remember, she had wondered what it was like to be in love. She smiled at her reflection as she thought about it again now. Perhaps this feeling was it? She couldn't imagine it feeling any more complete or more fulfilling…

She was being fanciful again. She arranged her hair again and then noticed the little bruise at the base of her neck. A bruise! How on earth was she going to explain that? Maybe if she lifted her collar a little more…

She flushed noticing only then that the top buttons of her dress were open. She had barely noticed that. She drew the material together and did up the buttons again. The bruise was properly hidden. Satisfied it would not be seen and that her appearance would not be suspicious in any way, she stepped out of the bathroom just as Hibari-sama shut the door.

He gave her such a heated look that she very nearly melted where she stood. She gave him a little curtsy then rushed over to the dresser to continue her work. Hibari smiled. She had visibly jumped when their eyes had met. She was flustered and he was inordinately pleased with that reaction. He turned and went into the bathroom to get ready.

Haru breathed a sigh of relief when he left the room but did her job in record time. She didn't want to take the chance of being in the same room with him again. Not so soon anyway. She realized that she had been given a way out and she wasn't going to take that for granted.