Chapter 2
Hikaru looked down at the note in his hand and sighed. It had asked that he come to the library instead of going to the third floor music room, and instructed that he go to the last shelves in the back of the small room. He'd never set foot in a room like this, though he knew it was booked out to students who payed well to use it. He could see why, as he hadn't seen a single person, not even a teacher. It was obvious, however, that Kyouya wasn't there either.
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One month earlier:
Standing at the front steps of Ouran Koukou, Hikaru had watched as Kaoru left school with a small group of friends. Something inside him swelled and it wasn't until later that he realized it had been jealousy. He was so absorbed in watching the way Kaoru laughed with others; it was the way they had always laughed together. He didn't hear someone approach him from behind until that person chose to speak.
"It seems to me that your brother has no trouble separating from you and doing his own thing."
Hikaru jumped a foot in the air, spinning around. Looking into familiar brown eyes framed by glasses, he let out the breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding.
"Damn, Kyouya-sempai," he said, still catching his breath. "Do you always have to sneak up on people?"
The raven-haired boy smirked and shrugged. "Do you always have to be so loud and obnoxious?"
Hikaru raised a brow and slowly grinned as Kyouya laughed lightly. The dark haired boy looked down at his watch before crossing his arms over his chest.
"Why don't you come over to my house," he offered. Hikaru smiled and nodded. The Host Club meeting that afternoon had been an interesting affair, but the moment he accepted Kyouya's invitation, unanswered questions he never really cared about entered his mind. Like why Kyouya interacted the least in the meetings, and why he only seemed to ever speak to Tamaki. He recalled that at one point he'd wondered if those two had ever been lovers, the way they adressed one another. He quickly pushed the thought out of his mind. Tamaki and Kyouya... that was laughable.
He followed Kyouya to his car, the driver nodding to each of them as he held open the door for them to slide in, shutting it the moment they were in.
"Why don't you host with the rest of us?" he said. The black-haired boy pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and chuckled lightly.
"I tire easily of the charades and games, and I like taking care of the club's finances. The numbers don't giggle or scream at you. Don't you ever tire of your faux romance with your brother? All for the sake of some girls? Besides, I'm truly not interested in most girls."
That surprised Hikaru. He knew of Kyouya's failed attempts on Haruhi, even if Kyouya himself didn't know that he did. Looking out the window, he sighed until Kyouya spoke.
"I believe I may have found someone else to occupy my time."
Hikaru turned to find Kyouya leaning across the seat, hands on either side of him. A blush crept up his neck and into his cheeks as he looked up at the driver who seemed to be working very hard to not take notice of events taking place in the back seat.
Kyouya followed his glance and smirked. "Don't mind him. He's payed well to keep silent about things that take place within this car. Now, as I was saying, ... someone rather… exciting."
"Hai… and who is that?" Hikaru asked, fully aware of the heat rising between them and far more aware of the growing hard-on between his legs. Confusion filled his mind. Was Kyouya hitting on him?
A deep, low chuckle escaped the raven haired boy as he leaned in closer and whispered huskily into the redhead's ear.
"Haruhi isn't the only one who can tell the two of you apart, Hikaru. I could always tell, regardless of your antics."
Hikaru's blush deepened, a shiver running down his spine at the way Kyouya said his name.
"Y-yeah. I'm louder and I swear more."
There was that chuckle once again. Damn, he was seriously beginning to like Kyouya's laugh more and more.
"There is that, but that's not it. You are far more alluring."
Hikaru gasped as he felt the older boy nibble on the lobe of his ear. He was surprised to find that he was very disappointed when Kyouya pulled away.
"Kyou--"
"We've arrived," he said with a self-satisfied smirk that made Hikaru want to smack it right off him and to kiss him hard on those lips at the same time. How could one guy be so cold and quiet, and still be so damn sexy?
The driver let them out and Kyouya led him into the house, giving the younger boy a small tour of downstairs.
They climbed the stairs to the second story. As they reached the last door on the landing, Kyouya turned to Hikaru, stopping him. Gripping his chin, much the same way he'd always done with Kaoru, the raven haired boy, leaned in and pressed his lips gently against Hikaru's.
Hikaru's eyes fluttered closed and he slowly pressed his hands to Kyouya's chest. Pulling away, Kyouya took the redhead's hands into his own and brushed his lips against them.
"My sister isn't here, nor are my brothers. My parents won't be home for another few hours if you'd like to stay."
Hikaru's face went redder than he ever thought possible. Never had a person made him blush so much. Though he didn't come out and say it, Hikaru knew exactly what Kyouya wanted. If he was honest with himself, Hikaru knew he wanted the same; wanted Kyouya. With a new found shyness that he never knew he possessed, he slowly nodded, eyes locked with Kyouya's.
"Very well," the raven haired boy said as if Hikaru had begged to stay--though Hikaru wasn't completely certain he wouldn't have. With a grin, Kyouya released the redhead and opened his door, holding it open so that Hikaru could enter. Grinning, he followed, shutting and locking the door behind them.
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Hikaru blushed as he remembered the way he'd felt that time with Kyouya. Even a month after that first day, he was still surprised that such a quiet person could be so passionate. He longed for when he could experience it again. After that first time, they could only find time to sneak around-a breathless kiss in a vacant room or hallway, a few touches. He loved it when Kyouya pushed him to the wall, lips pressed hard against his own. Damn it, he was getting horny just thinking about those long fingers running down his spine and gripping his ass as they grinded into each other. A soft moan reached his ear and it was a moment until he realized that it'd been from him.
"Damn it, Kyouya," he whispered, leaning against the last shelf as he ran his hand down to rub his growing erection through the cloth of his uniform pants. "Even when you're not around you drive me crazy."
With a quick glance around the library, he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulling his aching cock from the confines of his boxer shorts. Closing a hand around himself tightly, he began pumping fast as he closed his eyes, imagining that it was Kyouya's strong hand that stroked him. He was so caught up in pleasuring himself that he didn't hear someone arrive. His eyes shot open as he heard that deep chuckle he knew so well. Blushing madly, he instinctively tried to put himself up, but before he could get the zipper up even half way, Kyouya was on his knees in front of him.
"K-Kyouya," he stuttered. Kyouya removed his glasses, placing them in the pocket of his shirt.
"If this is what you get up to when I'm running late," he said, looking up at the redhead, "I might have to come late far more often. You don't know how incredibly sexy you look when you masturbate."
Heat flared into Hikaru's cheeks as he watched Kyouya unzip his pants once more and pull out his throbbing erection. Looking up, his eyes locked with Hikaru's.
"Did you know that you called my name while you were masturbating?" the boy asked as if he were merely commenting on the weather. "Hearing you call my name makes me want to give you reason to call it."
Eyes still peering intently into the redhead's, he leaned in and flicked his tongue over the tip of the leaking manhood. The raven-haired boy then took him deep into his mouth, sucking hard on the hot flesh. It wasn't long before Hikaru realized that Kyouya was definitely experienced at this sort of thing. He was surprised as a pang of jealousy flared through him at the thought of Kyouya with anyone else.
Hikaru was soon fucking Kyouya's mouth, though his cock would only be halfway into the boy's mouth when the older boy would pull away and grin maniacally up at the redhead.
"K-youya," Hikaru gasped angirlly and moaned as his manhood was taken in once more, that damned chuckle vibrating against the sensitive skin. Hikaru cursed the older boy mentally. His torturing was all to establish that he was in control. And Kyouya liked the control, if that feral look in his eyes was any indication.
As a ripple of heat headed straight for his groin, he knew he wouldn't last much longer.
"G-going to c-come," he warned through gritted teeth, though the older boy continued to suck dutifully, brushing the tip of his tongue over his balls every so often. "Ky-Kyouya!" With another throb, he came into Kyouya's willing mouth.
The raven-haired boy lapped up every bit of Hikaru's seed. When he was sure he'd gotten every bit, he rose to his feet and pinned the younger boy roughly into the shelf, ravishing his mouth with his tongue.
By the time they were done in the library, Hikaru was spent. He grinned blushingly at Kyouya as he watched the boy put on his glasses.
"Would you like to come over?" he offered causing Kyouya to look at him in surprise.
"I would, indeed, but your brother won't mind?"
Hikaru placed his hand on Kyouya's chest and slowly slid it all the way to his crotch, squeezing the erection there and causing an audible gasp to escape the boy's lips.
"It doesn't matter if he minds or not," the redhead said, rubbing Kyouya hard through the fabric of his pants until the older boy moaned, mouth parted open slightly. "Besides, I've yet to serve you." He ran his tongue over his lips as his eyes met Kyouya's. The boy blinked in surprise but nodded. "Very well. I suppose I can pay a small visit."
With a small peck on Hikaru's lips, Kyouya stepped away and took the younger boy's hand in his, pressing his lips to it as he had little more than a month ago.
"Lead on," he said, and the two made their way out of the school and into the parking lot.
