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A Night To Realize part4

by Zeto

I can feel my heartbeat escalating. It drowns out the sound of everything, along with my erratic breathing.

"Haru!" I whirl around and grab his wrist.

He blinks, looking a little dazed. "Kyou?"

"Are...are you okay?" the words felt strange in my mouth, foreign.

"Yuki...Tohru..."

That is all I need to hear. And I'm dragging him away; back to my place. He doesn't put up much resistance anyways.

It takes three cups of coffee, alot of stifling silence and two appearances by Black Haru before he talks.

My flatmates, thankfully, are both out.

It seemed Tohru was having second thoughts and had put her relationship wit hYuki on hold. Yuki kad gone looking for Haru for comfort then, that fateful day. But she cast her doubts aside and the rat had gone back to her.

"Rebound. That's all I was to him." He whispers.

I have no words to offer to him. I've never been very good with words to begin with. Now is no different.

So we just sit in silence. Somehow though, with him, the quiet is solid, comforting.

Even after all this time, I still want him.

He looks at me as I stare at my hands. I can feel his gaze, piercing.

"Why?"

I whip my head up, demanding. "Why what?"

"Why are you so-?" He gestures with his hands when words fail him too.

"I don't know!" I burst out, angrily.

Why? Why him?

Because he knows what I feel, felt.

Because he acknowledges my existence.

And...

Just because he's beautiful.

I say nothing else to him.

He faces me and cups my chin, tilting my head up to look into my eyes.

Then his lips are on mine. I recoil; a startled, instinctive reaction but he wraps a hand around my neck, drawing me closer instead. I feel him nipping at my lip and I let him in.

A soft moan escapes as our tongues war in a dance of erotic dominance.

I feel the blood rush to my groin and I want more.

He pulls away and I look up at him, feeling a little dazed myself. How did I end up on my back, on the couch?

He searches my eyes.

Grabbing him, I pull him on top of me and kiss him harshly. His fingers work frantically at my buttons and suddenly his mouth is on my nipple, hot and supple tongue darting out.

I arch with a small cry, "Ha-Haru!"

I can feel his need, straining against me. I thrust my hips up, grinding our arousals together.

Before I'm too far gone to protest, I push him away.

He gives me a confused, hurt look.

"Bedroom," I murmur.

We stumble there, stealing heated kisses along the way.

In the morning, I shuffle tiredly to the kitchen after washing up. Normally, I'd already be up and ready for the day but-well, the night activities kept me up.

Jin is already there, devilish smirk aimed at me. "Have fun last night?"

"Shut up!" I blush furiously.

"So who is he?"

I look away.

"Him?"

I nod.

"You're getting back together?" She asks.

I hesitate. "Not likely. Haru...rebound. That's all this is."

With a sympathetic look, she hands me a cup of steaming coffee a plate with food, more than enough for two. I nod my thanks and head back to my room. Setting the food down, I sit on the edge of my bed and watch him.

His chest rises and falls in even strokes. His hair is a mess as he lays sprawled across my bed. He looks gorgeous. Sexy, sinfully so.

If he wasn't so tired, he'd be up and gone by now.

His dark eyes flutter open.

I give him a small smile and point to the food, "Breakfast."

I have no expectations, no hopes of him staying. Less risk of disappointment that way. Less risk of crushed hope. Of hurt.

I point out the bathroom to him and leave the room.

Making my way to the balcony, I gaze at the city, flushed with sunlight, its occupants ready to brave another day.

Jin pads up to me and hands me another cup of coffee.

"Thanks." I mumble, feeling a little awkward. Haru's the first person I've ever brought home.

Smiling, she winks and hands me a Polaroid.

Haru and I, curled up together. A sheet is draped across our lower bodies. His arm though, is snaked out, wrapped around my chest. Sunlight highlights the fiery red in my hair and glints off of Haru's earrings and necklaces.

My eyes widen.

What else did she see?!

"Jin!"

"Relax! That's the only picture there is, Kyou."

I sigh, wondering if she'll be the death of me one day, ecchi little yaoi fangirl.

She smirks and wanders away.

More footsteps.

"It's a good shot."

Haru.

I shrug in answer to his comment.

He lifts my chin again and searches my eyes. I look away, unable to bear his touch, his eyes on me anymore.

Hurry up and leave me already! I refuse to break-down. I can't break down. Won't.

Instead, he leans in and kisses me sweetly, softly. Butterfly kisses; a light brush of the lips.

I stare at him, wide-eyed and wordless.

"Kyou. I want to stay with you."

Owari

A/N: Whoo! There's a fan-serviced chapter for you guys. That's about as lemony as it gets from me, guys! I don't actually do lemons. And this site's evil NC-17 ban doesn't help either! -.- Im a sucker for a happy ending. And after all that angst, I figure the fic deserves a happy ending. And that, is the end of that little fic. I hope you guys all enjoyed it. Writing it was fun.