I had no idea what I was going to do. I knew I had to tell Haruhi about Tamaki being innocent, but I was afraid that if I told her she would leave me to go back to him. I mean, we wouldn't be dating if we didn't catch him kissing another girl...or well, getting kissed by another girl. But we also have strong feelings towards each other, so hopefully, when I do tell her she'll stay with me. But now the question is when am I going to gather up the courage to tell her? I've been trying to tell her for the past week what Kyoya had told me, but every time I tell myself today was the day whenever I talk to her I back out because of fear. I couldn't even confess while she called or texted me that's how terrified I was. Granted, I wanted it to be face to face when I told her, but I haven't had that many opportunities since mom grounded me. Ever since I came home from the festival, mom forced me to stay in my room, and she even went as far as switching the locks to my room so she could lock it from the outside so I had no way to get out besides my window, but since Isao moved his car to another spot in the driveway I had no way to get back in. I was only ever allowed to leave my room if mom needed me or for school, but even sometimes she wouldn't let me out then, or just forgot that I was locked up in here. She or Isao only fed me if she thought I was good that day, which was rare, so at most I would only eat two things a day, and sometimes they weren't even full meals. But I guess I would rather have this than her beating me 24/7. She did occasionally hurt me, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be since she made a huge fuss about the festival.

I let out a sigh as I leaned my back up against my bed frame as I typed on my laptop that I had rested on my knees. Since I have only been able to go to school a few days this week, I've been having to catch up with all my assignments online. I couldn't believe that I'm saying this, but I actually prefer in-person classes online. I mean, yeah I could cheat my way into getting good grades, but it was also far more confusing than in person. I also didn't have a teacher to go up to and ask for help. Yeah, I could email them, but all the replies I got were, 'I put all the instructions on the sheet,' or 'If you were at school then you might understand it.'

The only helpful teacher I had was Mr. Hirota. He actually helped me through the assignments rather than just telling me I'm just being lazy. At least I'm trying to do my work. I'm no longer failing any of my classes, but almost all my teachers still hated me. I don't know what else they want me to do to prove that I've changed, and I don't really care anymore.

I finished typing the final answer to the worksheet before closing my laptop. I stretched my arms over my head as I stretched. I was finally done with my last assignment of the day and I couldn't wait to take a much long-awaited nap. It wasn't like I could do anything else or go anywhere so I might as well sleep the rest of the day away. I placed my laptop on the floor and when got under my covers, the door to my room opened and I saw mom storming into my room furious. Great, what does she think I did now?

"Yes?" I questioned as she just stood at the foot of my bed glaring at me.

"Where the hell is my tablet?" Mom hissed out. "I had it last night and now it mysteriously disappeared and Isao said he saw you go downstairs around midnight last night. So where the fuck is it?"

"How would I be able to go all the way downstairs to get your tablet if you have me on lockdown in my room?" I argued back.

"Are you calling me a liar?!"

"I'm just saying that maybe Isao got his facts wrong since I've been locked in here for the past three days. There's no way I could've taken your tablet unless you and Isao unlocked the door."

Mom just stood there silently, as if she was actually thinking over what I said, which was a first. Usually, no matter how much evidence I provided she wouldn't ever believe me, so why might she now? Not that I mind, but I'm just shocked.

"I'm taking your word for it." Mom grumbled, which made me even more shocked. "Don't make me regret it, and if I do find out you did take my tablet you're dead. You got that?"

I nodded, too shocked to say anything as mom left. Did...Did that really just happen? Did mom really believe me over Isao? No, it couldn't be. This had to be a trick. There was no way...could it..?

After last night, mom continued to act a bit weird. When I woke up I checked to see if mom left me any food this morning, but what I was surprised to see was that my door was actually opened ajar and the lock was gone. Ok, this was fucking weird. Mom must be messing with me, but hold on it got even weirder. When I got downstairs I saw there was an enormous amount of food on the dinner table. From pancakes, waffles, french toast, bacon, eggs, and fucking scones. What the hell was going on?

I flinched a bit when mom turned towards me, expecting her to yell at me for being out of my room, but once she saw it was me she actually smiled at me. Like a genuine one.

"There you are, sweetie. I was about to go and wake you up for breakfast." She patted the seat next to her. "Come sit and eat."

I blinked a few times, still trying to process everything that was happening at that moment before slowly making my way over to the dining table and taking the seat right next to mom. I was a bit afraid to start serving myself food for not knowing the reason why mom made all this food in the first place.

"So, uh...what's the special occasion?" I asked as mom and Isao began serving themselves.

"Well, I wanted to apologize for falsely accusing you of taking my tablet last night." Mom said, making me even more confused if that was possible. This had to be a dream. There was no way my abusive mother would go out of her way to make breakfast for me. She's never done this before. "We found my tablet in Isao's bag last night. I must've put it there by mistake without realizing it."

'Wait, Isao's bag?'

I looked over at him as he was reading a newspaper while he sipped on his coffee. I could feel the anger ignite throughout my whole body, but I used all the might I had to keep it in because even though mom took my side this time, I knew she would side with Isao if I accused him.

That fucking son of a bitch was trying to set me up, but the real question I had was why? I was never the nicest to him, but I wasn't that bad that he should be trying to get mom to abuse me. Has he just been recently doing this or has he always been…

"Then why did Isao say he saw me going downstairs a few nights ago?" I seethed out through clenched teeth.

"I was half asleep when I thought I saw you going down the stairs that it didn't even cross my mind that it couldn't have been you. It must've just been a figment of my imagination or something."

'Sure.'

I really wanted to cuss him out. If I hadn't been locked in my room almost all week mom would've believed Isao's pathetic story of me stealing her tablet because Isao could do no wrong. Hell, she wasn't even mad that her tablet "somehow" got into "his" bag. However, I just bit my tongue. I didn't want to ruin one of the only times' mom was acting loving towards me by starting a fight with her husband who she loved a million times more than Kaoru and me.

"Don't be too mad at him sweetie." Mom laughed as if it were a joke to her. "Everyone makes mistakes. There's no use in getting upset over it."

My body tensed up as mom said that and gripped my fork tightly almost to the point that I was bending it. She was making it harder to keep back all my anger. If she really thought that then she wouldn't have been "punishing" me, as she called it, whenever I made a simple mistake.

I swallowed back all the words that wanted to escape and began serving myself some food. Nothing looked burnt as I guess that was a good sign, but it was the taste that mattered. Mom has made some recipes in the past that looked amazing, but it tastes horrid. I cut into my pancake and took a bite, waiting for the horrible taste to hit my tongue, but it never did. Instead, a blissful, wonderful flavor ignited on my taste buds. There was no fucking way mom made this. These were the best pancakes I ever had and this was coming from a guy who's had pancakes made from five-star chiefs before.

I finished my pancakes in record time before grabbing a serving of french toast. I was starving because I haven't had a real meal almost this whole week, and who knew when the next time I was going to eat like this at home, so there was no way I was missing this opportunity of eating as much as I can.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and I sneakily chucked it so mom wouldn't see me and scold me for having my phone at the dinner table, and saw that Haruhi had texted me.

'Is your mom still keeping you isolated in your room?'

I didn't really know the answer to that. Mom did let me out of my room finally, but does that also mean I'm allowed out of the house? I would say that it didn't hurt to ask but in my case, it actually could. But I really wanted to see Haruhi, or really "needed" to see her. If I was going to ask mom for permission I needed to make it seem like I was going somewhere important so she'll let me go. Haruhi might be important to me, but to mom, I know for a fact she'll think quite the opposite.

Once I was finished with my food, I looked over to mom as I gathered up all my courage to ask her.

"Mom?" I finally was able to get out.

"Yes, sweetie?"

"Um...So my tutor wanted to know if I could go to her house later today to catch up on some studying since I haven't been able to attend school almost all week. Would you mind if I go?"

"I don't see why not." Mom replied to my surprise. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to hold back the huge grin threatening to spread across my lips. "Just make sure you're home for dinner tonight. We have a special meal planned."

If it's anything like this breakfast, I actually don't mind. "Sure thing."

…

"So, let me get this straight." Haruhi wrinkled her brow in confusion as she placed down her teacup on the table. "Your mom actually believed you and even apologized for blaming you for taking her tablet?"

"I know, right?!" I exclaimed, still in shock that my mom would actually do something like this. I keep having to remind myself it actually happened but I just couldn't wrap my head around it.

Once mom allowed me to leave, I immediately headed over to Haruhi's apartment, who was shocked to see me. I did text her a heads up, but she thought that my mom would have a sudden change of plans and make me stay home, and to be honest so did I. Once I got in my car and drove away from that Hell hole of a house I could finally feel myself breathe after this shitty week.

"I'm sorry, but something has to be up," Haruhi said. "There's no way your mom would believe you over your step-father. She has never before."

"I think she finally realized there was no way how I could've possibly gotten out of my room when my door could only be locked from the outside. But I do agree that her giddy and loving attitude towards me is weird and I'm just waiting for the switch to switch back any moment."

"I would say hopefully it wouldn't come to that and that she changed, but I know better."

I snorted. "What kind of a girlfriend are you? Aren't you supposed to support me no matter what?"

"I'm telling you the truth." Haruhi scoffed playfully. "That's what a good girlfriend should be doing instead of giving her false hope."

"I guess you have a point." I chuckled. "Hopefully I'm as good enough of a boyfriend by your standards."

"Well, you haven't falsely claimed that you loved me then cheated on me, so I'll say you're doing great."

My chuckle this time was melancholic as I looked away from her. "Yeah…"

I knew I should've told her right then and there, but I got too scared...again. I hated this, I really did want to tell her because it's eating me up inside having to lie to her, but whenever I tried my throat would close up and I couldn't say anything about the topic. I just didn't want her to leave me, enough people have already. Does that make me a horrible person..?

Haruhi

Haruhi let out a soft moan as she laced her fingers through his thick, dark hair as she laid there underneath him on her bed. They had planned to watch a random movie that Haruhi had picked out, but before Haruhi could even click play Hikaru began kissing her shoulder, up to her neck until finally meeting her lips. Their kisses first started off sweet and innocent but as the minutes passed the sweetness of the kisses turned into a hot and heavy make-out session.

Haruhi snaked her arms around his neck to bring him closer to her and she could tell he was happy with her decision by the smirk she felt form on his lips. She was still relatively new with this whole making out thing. She knew Hikaru wasn't a pro either, but God it felt like he was.

She's never really come close to doing anything like this with Tamaki. He would give her a few kisses here and there, but he never went this far because he was old fashion and also Haruhi wanted to take things slow. But with Hikaru, she didn't know why but it was like her body needed him whenever he kissed her. A feeling she has never felt before. Her body would grow hot and she could feel her breath grow ragged as she withered underneath him. She had never really felt this way before Hikaru and she began getting a little more physical, but yet the feeling also felt really familiar to her at the same time. She just couldn't put her finger on it. It wasn't a bad feeling, it actually felt really great. But it also felt like she needed more, and she thinks she finally understood what it was.

but was she actually ready to go that far? They haven't done anything close to that since the time they both got drunk, and she didn't feel completely ready to go that far with him yet but fuck her body was craving him.

She let out a small gasp as Hikaru moved his lips to her neck, pulling her shirt down a bit to expose her collar bone. A moan escaped her lips as his kisses trailed down her new patch of exposed skin and she absentmindedly wrapped her legs around his hips begging for at least some sort of friction, and to her delight, Hikaru seemed to acknowledge her request and ground himself against her, In her heated state Haruhi couldn't control herself as she began tugging at his shirt to try and get it off. After a few failed attempts Hikaru finally decided to help her by taking off his shirt and tossing it to the side.

She could tell he felt a little uncomfortable but he tried his best not to show it. She knew he wasn't self-conscious about his body, he was actually proud of the body he worked so hard to get. But he was self conscious about the scars. It wasn't like he was covered in them, he had only a few which were barely visible to the naked eye, but there were two that were noticeable. The long scar across his chest from when his mom cut him a few months ago, and the one on his lower abdomen. That one might be less noticeable than the one on the chest, but it was obvious that something happened to him.

To make him feel more comfortable, Haruhi took off her own shirt as well. Just keeping her chest concealed with her bra. It wasn't that she was ashamed of her body either, but he was a little self-conscious about her breast and curves and felt like her body wasn't feminine enough. But by the look Hikaru was giving her she felt like he was memorized by her, and it made her feel amazing. He leaned back down and captured her lips in a lust-filled kiss.

She knew they were going too far, but at the moment she didn't give a shit. All she wanted was him. No, she needed him. Even if they didn't go all the way tonight, she needed at least something.

"Hika," she moaned out as he began kissing her neck. "I…"

He seemed to know what she wanted by the smirk forming on his lips, but of course, he had to tease her first. "What do you want from me?"

"Anything," Haruhi breathed out.

Without a second thought, he kissed her again as his hands traveled behind her back and toyed with the hook of her bra. When he was finally able to unhook it, Hikaru tossed her bra to the side next to their shirts. Instantly she wanted to cover herself up as a blush grew on her face. Besides of the drunken night Hikaru and she shared all those months ago, she has never been this exposed to anyone before. Even though she had her eyes closed from all the embarrassment, she could feel Hikaru's eyes examine her entire body.

"You look breathtaking." He whispered into her ear. "Don't be ashamed of your body."

Haruhi let out another soft moan as she felt Hikaru's lips kiss her neck again before trailing down across her collar bone, to her breasts.

She took in another short breath when she felt his lips encase her nipple while his finger rolled the other. She involuntarily let out a hiss of pleasure and began grinding her hips against his as if she was begging for anything to help ease the tension building up inside her core.

Once he was done worshiping her breasts, his kisses began to trail down more as his hands slid off her pants, along with her panties. Leaving her bare before him. She couldn't help the blush heating up her face even more as she laid there naked in front of her boyfriend. She felt her breathing begin to grow even heavier as she stared down at him on his knees at the edge of the bed and held her thighs open. They were actually going to do it. She was terrified because he's heard so many girls from their school say that it hurts, but if they stopped now Haruhi would go crazy.

He kissed her inner thigh. "We can stop now if you want." He said, his voice laced with lust. "I don't want to do anything you're not comfortable with."

"N...No." Haruhi breathed out. "I want this...please."

"Just relax." He said calmly, his breath right above her core before he slowly brought his tongue down on her.

Her eyes instantly widened and she let out a loud gasp of surprise from that odd yet wonderful new feeling. With that one swift movement of his tongue, she could already feel her body began to tremble.

"Do you want me to keep going?" He asked.

Haruhi only nodded, still unable to find words from the intense pleasure. After getting the ok from her, Hikaru went back to it. His lips and tongue...she almost felt like she was going to blackout. No wonder girls loved this. It felt AMAZING!

She had to keep her hands over her mouth to silence the moans of pleasure that were escaping her lips as Hikaru continued to pleasure her. There was no way he has never done this before. Absolutely no fucking way.

Then as if she couldn't think it could get even better, she felt him drag his tongue along her opening and stopped just above her sensitive nerve, making her let out another moan as her back arched.

"You liked that, huh?" He questioned huskily before repeating the action.

"Yes…" She panted out. She never felt this aroused in her whole life, and even though she never wanted the pleasure to end she wanted to finally feel that impending release that everyone talked about.

As he continued, she moved her hands away from her mouth and into his dark hair to bring him closer. She didn't give a shit anymore if the neighbors could hear her. All she wanted was to satisfy the intense build-up that was begging to be released.

"Hika…" Her grips on his hair tightened. "Oh God…"

"Just let go baby. Just let go."

Fuuccckkkk

Haruhi threw her head back against the bed as she covered her face with a pillow to muffle out her screams as she felt her insides contract from the intense orgasm.

He could hear Hikaru chuckled as he crawled his way back up to her and removed the pillow from her face. "I can see that you liked it."

"How?" Haruhi panted out. "How did you get so good at that? There is no way you haven't done that before."

"If I told you, I'd have to kill you." He smirked before capturing her lips into another kiss.

Haruhi sighed happily into the kiss as she rewrapped her arms around his neck. After just getting a small taste of what sex could feel like, she wanted to explore the whole thing. Her dad wouldn't be home for the next few hours and Hikaru didn't have to go home until dinner time. So they had more than enough time to do so.

Haruhi unwrapped her arms from his neck and began running her hands down his body. Down his shoulders, his back, his sides, and just as she was about to reach his waist to help undo his jeans, he suddenly grabbed her hand. The action surprised them both and caused them to separate. Hikaru looked at her hand that he had grabbed before sheepishly letting it go.

"Sorry…" He apologized. "It was out of instinct…"

"Is everything ok?"

"Yeah...it's just whenever something or someone touches my scar my body starts to panic. I can't even touch it myself without flinching."

Haruhi's eyes drifted towards the scar on his left abdomen. The place where his own mother stabbed him only a year ago. Now it all kind made sense to her. Whenever she touched the left side of his waist, she would always feel him flinch. She just thought it was still because he wasn't comfortable with people touching him, but now she remembered that if she ever ran her hand along his right side he would never react. He must have suffered from severe PTSD from that night and whenever someone touched his scar he relives that night.

"Do you want to stop?" Haruhi asked. She didn't want to stop herself, but if Hikaru was now uncomfortable she didn't want to pressure him into doing anything."

"No, I want to continue. I need to get over this one day. So I might as well start today."

"Are you sure?"

He gave her a smile as he leaned in, but she could tell there was still some fear in his eyes. "I'm positive."

He kissed her again and the heat ignited between them once more. For the next few minutes they just kissed and explored each other's bodies again, but Haruhi tried her best to leave his scar alone. However, her hand accidentally brushed over it again, making his body flinch and his breathing grew sharp. His kisses began to grow more rough as he cupped her face with both his hands. He was panicking, by how he was breathing and his body was trembling he could be having a panic attack.

Haruhi brought her hands up to his chest to gently separate him and saw the panic in his eyes. "Hika…"

"I'm sorry…" He apologized in panic pants. "I can't...I'm sorry…"

Haruhi gave him a sad smile as she used her thumb to wipe away a tear that was escaping his eye. "It's alright, you have nothing to apologize for."

She wrapped him in a hug and he nestled his head in the crook of her neck as he tried to calm himself down.

"I never thought my first official first time would be ruined by a panic attack by my fucking scar."

Haruhi let out a small chuckle as she ran her fingers through his hair to help calm him down before placing a sweet kiss on his cheek.

…

Once Hikaru had fully calmed down, Haruhi got dressed and the couple went back to watching the movie they were planning from the beginning before their little...distraction.

When evening hit, Hikaru had to go home. He seemed like he had something on his mind, but when Haruhi questioned it he just smiled at her and said it was nothing before giving her a quick kiss before saying goodbye. When Hikaru left, Haruhi decided that it would be a good idea to try and cram in some studying before her father got home, but that was a lot more difficult than she thought. Her mind would continue to drift back to Hikaru and how he was able to bring her over the edge. Even though she kept trying to tell herself she wanted to take things slow and it would've been bad if they did go all the way because they didn't have any protection, she really wished they did.

'Ugh, I sound like one of those horny schoolgirls and I hate it. But fuck, I can't get what he did to me out of my mind.'

Her thighs began rubbing together as she began to feel pressure began to build up in her lower abdomen as she thought of Hikaru and how his lips and his talented tongue brought her to a euphoric climax.

But before her thoughts could get even more X-rated, a knock at the door broke her out of her fantasizing.

'Did Hikaru forget something? I don't remember him bringing anything with him and he usually would've texted me if he was on his way back.'

Haruhi got up from her desk and walked out of her room towards the door. It might've been her dad who forgot his keys again. She really needed to hide a spare key out front somewhere so he wouldn't continue locking himself out.

But as she opened the door where she was expecting to see her father home early, she grew shocked to see it wasn't him, rather…

"Hello Haruhi," Kyoya greeted sternly with a timid Tamaki behind him. "May we come in?"

Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed that spicy scene I threw in there. I'm sorry if it isn't the best. This still isn't a full lemon but it's my first attempt of adding some flavor, you know. It was a lot more awkward than I thought it was going to be to write, but it was a fun new experience. Anyway, I'm new to this so please don't be too harsh with me. DX

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