Twin Devils

Chapter 14

(DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING)

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For hours, we sat in that waiting room, hours spent doing nothing but sitting and crying. I don't know how many minutes I spent there, just holding Hikaru's trembling shoulders. His body was wracked with sobs, his form a sniveling mess in my arms and I just held him, ready to be whatever he needed me to be. I brushed my hand through his damp hair, combing my fingers through the locks as I held them. His hair was so much like Kaoru's: thick and soft, like the cutest of kittens and I was so amazed that the twins could be so much alike down to every last detail.

I hated seeing my twins in pain. One of them, my boyfriend in fact, was unconscious in a hospital bed, machines whirring around him and pumping medicine into his veins. The other, my best friend, was lying in my lap, arms flung haphazardly around my waist like a second force of nature, crying softly into the crook of my neck and mumbling his brother's name over and over again like some sort of chant. I hated seeing the twins in pain. It made me hurt. The type of pain wasn't any form of physical pain that could be seen with the naked eye, or any laceration to be observed by a microscope, or even an infliction that could be examined with some type of a X-ray. No. This pain was the type that you felt deep within your heart, in the part that's most tender, past the sections categorized for simple things like breathing and pumping blood, and onto the part that is built for feeling love. And for feeling pain. Seeing them like this hurts. And it hurts me right there.

"Haruhi," Hikaru whispered, voice crackling when he spoke, throat thick with tears. He looked up at me, lifting his head from my neck, eyes all red and puffy from his tear filled hours with me.

"Yes?" I asked softly, feeling like if I spoke any louder our little barrier of silence would shatter. I twirled a strand of his hair, allowing the tuft to rustle between my fingers.

He sat up a little, closing his eyes as he pressed his forehead against my temple, his hair tickling on my skin as he stayed like that. At the same time, he tightened his arms around me, intent on holding me close against him for the time being. "Thank you," He said softly, and when he spoke, the words ghosted across my skin.

I almost shivered, then nodded, turning as I tried to give him a kiss on the cheek, and our lips accidentally brushed on my way. Neither of us cared at the moment, and I spoke gently against his cheek, "You're welcome."

After minutes of sitting out in the waiting room, the rest of the Host Club arrived. They rushed in, all of them with worried looks and tense bodies. Hikaru had laid his head on my chest, too tired to even glance at them when they walked in, morphed into my side basically. Seeing our close proximity, Tamaki almost went off, but I don't know what stopped him: Hikaru's broken spirit, or Kyoya's hand yanking the collar of his shirt back. I gave a nod up at all of them, "Thank you all for coming here. It means a lot to them."

"Of course," Tamaki said, seating himself beside me. "You're all our family. And whenever someone messes with our family, we are sure to be there for them."

Kyoya tilted his head to the side, sliding his glasses into place, "Though I'd prefer it to be 'whenever someone messes with our family, that person will have to pay for it dearly.'"

Mori grunted, placing a hand on Kyoya's shoulder, "Not the time."

Honey frowned, slowly shuffling over to the deflated twin. The tiny blonde male lifted up the pink bunny of his, offering it to Hikaru, "Here you go, Hika-chan. You can hold Usa-chan. He… He helps me out of some pretty tough times… So you can hold him right now."

Mori stepped forward like he was going to do the same to Honey-senpai, to put his hand on his shoulder, and to say 'Mitsukuni, not the time,' but he stopped.

Hikaru took the stuffed rabbit numbly, tucking it to his chest, still laid against my side. "Thank you," he mumbled half heartedly.

A nurse came around the corner, armed with a clipboard and some scrubs. She nodded to us all, "Kaoru is awake. You can all come see him now."

Leaning on me heavily, Hikaru and I, followed by the club, all made it into the dim hospital room. Rushing to the side of the bed, Hikaru collapsed next to his brother, fresh tears springing to his eyes.

Kaoru winced whenever his twin hugged him, giving him a weaker, one armed hugged, "I'm okay, Hikaru. It's okay-"

"It's not okay!" Hikaru insisted, refusing to budge from that spot. "I could've protected you! I didn't protect you…"

"No, Hikaru. You can't help what happened. Don't blame yourself. Please," Kaoru asked, bruised eyes half lidded, yet he had a smiling face.

I pulled up a chair for Hikaru, placing him in it and standing by his side, feeling strangely responsible for him. He took a seat, hugging Kaoru's arm and staying by his side.

Kyoya stepped up, seen without his infamous black book for once. "I hate to change the subject to such an unpleasant topic, but it must be discussed," He looked at Kaoru. "Do you happen to remember who did this to you?"

Slowly, the softer twin nodded, "Yes… Well, sort of. He didn't do it directly, but I know it was definitely him who ordered it. Jaga's henchmen roughed me up."

Everyone was silent for a moment, taking in the matter at hand. Absorbing it.

Hikaru, surprisingly, was the first to speak. "I'll kill him," he muttered.

"Don't be insane, Hikaru," Kaoru and Tamaki each said at the same time, staring down at the vengeful twin.

Tamaki shook his head, "Please. Think before you speak. You can't go and kill somebody. Kyoya, help me out here."

"Normally I would," the Dark Prince muttered. "But since it's Jaga, I don't mind killing him."

"Nobody's killing anybody," I said. "Okay, we figured out it was Jaga, so our next move should only be worrying about our security. Not about ending someone's life."

For a few seconds, everyone was silent again. Then, Kyoya turned and stared out the window, adjusting his glasses, "Well. I think I know what our exact next move should be. Because Kaoru was attacked out of all of us, and because it was Jaga doing the attacking, his motive was clear. He obviously has deep affections about Haruhi, and got jealous because of the relationship between you two. So, to prevent any more harm with the two of you, I suggest you break up. For your own health and safety."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Break up with Kaoru? But… I was really starting to like this boy… Really starting to like him. But, I can't have him hurt again like this. I like down at his poor broken body, unable to stomach the sight for more than a few seconds. For his protection, we would break up. Because I feel for him, I'll leave him alone. Slowly, I nodded, "Alright. Kaoru, are you okay with this? Do you understand why we have to break up?"

"I do," he murmured sadly, glancing up at me with pain in his eyes. That pain in his eyes, I knew it too well. That was the pain in one's heart, the one that demands to be felt like a searing iron on the skin. Yet, he put a smile on for me, "It was very nice to date you, Haruhi Fujioka. And to have you steal my heart… Well, I don't want it back. Keep it safe for me, alright?"

Making my way over to the other side of his bed, I brushed the hair off of his forehead, placing a kiss there, "Of course. I'll keep it right next to mine." I placed the Gemini necklace in his working fingers, and smiled down at him, "We'll always be friends though. Remember that, okay?"

He closed his eyes, a smile on his lips as his fingers tightened around the necklace chain, "Of course."

Tamaki looked away, joining Kyoya by the window. He sighed, looking up at the dark prince, his violet eyes tired. "Mommy?"

"Yes, daddy?" Kyoya asked, glancing over at him.

"I'm sleepy," he yawned, leaning into him, eyes already closed. "It's been a long day… Will you carry me home?"

"Not a chance," He said, but the dark haired boy was already carrying the blonde bridal style. "Between your thick skull and fat thighs, you'll weigh us down before we even make it to the car."

"HEY! I DO NOT HAVE Fat thi…" the blonde wound back down, slowly beginning to give into sleep.

Kyoya just gave a little chuckle, shaking his head, shifting so that Tamaki's cheek was pressed against his collarbone, "My stupid little idiot."

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That day after Kaoru was admitted to the hospital, I think Hikaru and I spent every minute together. He wasn't taking the fact that his twin was hurt very lightly, and he worried about Kaoru constantly. It was obvious that the two were very reliant on each other, and because one was gone, Hikaru just sat on the couch like a man who had no meaning in life any more. He looked deflated, like a balloon with no air, and it was sad to see such a fiery being so quickly extinguished. I frowned, moving over to sit by him and to attempt to cheer him up.

"Hey," I said, lowering myself next to him on the couch. Hesitantly, I reached over and placed my hand on his shoulder, squeezing lightly. "You okay? I mean, obviously you're not, but… I guess what I'm trying to say is that is there anything, well not anything because knowing you, you'll ask for something crazy, but almost anything I can do to help you?"

He looked over at me, looking me up and down. His hair was all messy like he had just woken up that way and had left it all crazy. Slight bluish bags were under his eyes like he hadn't sleep well, having tossed and turned all night, which he probably had. Placing his hand over mine, he guided it off of his shoulder, just plain holding my hand instead. He twined our fingers, just finding joy in running his thumb over my skin, "No. There's nothing I really need. But thank you for offer. If something comes to mind, I will be sure to ask you right away."

"Seriously," I said softly, watching him play with my fingers in his own hand. "I'm here for you. You know that. Anything you need, Hikaru. I'm happy to do it for you."

He nodded, looking over at me, and giving one of his dashing smiles, "Right. I know. I appreciate everything you've done for me, and I know that you'll always have my back no matter what. Don't worry, I know that I can count on you for anything. You're my best friend, Haruhi. We can always count on each other."
"Alright," I smiled, wrapping him in a big hug, wrapping my arms around his neck. His arms easily slid around my waist, burying his face in my shoulder, a position we had grown accustomed to for the past few weeks. I had gotten used to his smell. It was a sweet one, yet fiery, cinnamon with a mixture of lilac, and I don't know why I liked it so much. Almost like we didn't want to, we pulled apart. "On that note, I'm going to go now. We need some groceries, and I'd better go get some." I got up, making my way around the couch, beginning to head out. "Is there anything that you need-"

I paused, being stopped by Hikaru's hand, his clutching onto mine, "I-I just thought of something I needed."

Blinking, I nodded, "Alright. What is it?"

Tugging me towards him suddenly, he wrapped his arms around my waist tightly, face buried in my stomach, "Please… Don't leave me…"

Surprised, it took my a second to adjust to this clinging Hikaru, but then I relaxed, smiling. Running my fingers through his hair, I chuckled, "Of course not. I'm right here. I won't ever leave you, Hikaru."

"Good," he mumbled softly. "Because I don't want you to. You're mine, and I don't like sharing."

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It was late in the night, too late for me by far whenever the knock came at the door. It was a soft rapping at first, just a breezing of knuckles against the wooden door in the late hours of the morning. That sound alone was enough to make me wake, yawning uncertainly. Squinting at my clock, I wondering what on earth I was doing up so early. What was so important to have me up and about at one o'clock in the morning? And why was I still awake? I was seriously considering dozing back off whenever the knock came again, louder this time.

The fist brushed harder on the door now, slightly more commanding. Sitting up, I blinked, not used to this kind of thing so early in the morning. "Um… Come in?"

The door slowly slid open, casting a long bright light across the room, scaring away the pitch black room. Rubbing my eyes at the sudden invasion, I waiting to see who was so in need to speak with me at such an indecent hour. A head poked into the light, then a body appeared in the door frame, looking directly at me. "Haruhi? It's me," said a familiar voice. "… Can I come in?"

"Hikaru?" I whispered, unsure why as to he was in my room and for what reasons. "What are you doing here?"

He didn't answer, nor did he move. Like he was actually waiting on my permission to enter my room.

"Uh, come on in, I guess."

As soon as I said that, he began to come closer, the door closing behind him. I could tell he was coming my way because his feet made a slight noise on the cool tile floor, not being able to see him.

He stopped in front of my bed, "Look, I have something really embarrassing to ask…"

"Couldn't it have waited until the morning? It's really late right now, Hikaru," I yawned, eyes already closed again and ready for sleep. When he didn't respond, I figured it couldn't wait, and nodded, "Alright then. Why are you here so early to ask me this question?"

"Well, it's because it's early that I'm asking… It's extremely embarrassing… But I'm really tired, and it's been weeks since I've gotten any sleep…" He mumbled, acting like I knew where this was going.

I looked to where I thought he was, asking softly, "Then why don't you go to sleep? If you're tired, that's what you should do."

He paused for a long time, and if I hadn't known any better, I would've thought he disappeared. "I… I can't go to sleep… That's why I'm here…"

"I'm sorry," I frowned, not understanding what he was meaning exactly. "I'm afraid I don't understand-"

"I'm asking if I can sleep with you, alright?!" He snapped, instantly calming himself and mumbling, "It's embarrassing, please just say yes. I haven't been able to sleep without him."

I blinked. Well this was new. I didn't know what he was talking about at all. And why was he so embarrassed about that? I actually found it kind of cute. It was like a child asking to sleep with their parents because they had a bad dream or were scared. To know he couldn't sleep without his twin was very sweet. Smiling, I scooted over, making room for him, "Of course. Come on then. Lay down."

Acting like he wasn't relieved, he slowly slid into the bed, and his body released tension automatically. Resting his head against the pillow, I could barely make out the outline of his face and hair, his eyes gazing intently at me.

The strange thing was, I was sure that neither of us were nervous, and we shouldn't be. We were best friends, helping each other out. I was still determined to give him some space, looking at him and smiling softly.

He huffed, "Why are you so far away?"

"Oh," I frowned. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be."

"Don't apologize," He pulled me close against him, arms snaking around my stomach and his bicep making a great pillow. "Just get over here."

I didn't even realize that he was shirtless and just in pajama pants. Not thinking much of it, I didn't question what he chose to sleep in. I was much of one to talk, since all I wore was a frilly night gown.

Slowly, I pressed against him, sliding the palm of my hand across his toned stomach, resting my head against his chest. His skin was so warm, heat practically radiating off him. He was so relaxed right now, fine with just holding me in his arms and he was now ready for sleep.

"Goodnight," I mumbled, looking up at him.

"Sleep tight," he finished.

I closed my eyes, "Don't let the bed bugs bite."

"Don't worry," he smirked. "I don't."

I think that night, I got the best sleep I ever had before.

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A/N: Alright. I'll keep writing. You guys are awesome, thanks for bringing me back.

Lot of stuff going on right now in my personal life. I'll try to update more, I'm sorry.

xX Next chapter we meet Hikaru's girlfriend Xx