Did You Consider Love?

Summary: It had happened more and more often. I was standing beside him, and it felt oddly natural…

Chapter 4: Save Me

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran because it belongs to the wonderful Bisco Hatori.

Warning: Contains both heterosexual and homosexual content. If you dislike it please just don't read this fanfiction. There are plenty of other ones to read.

I have no excuse for taking so long this time… I was being lazy… Please forgive me!!! I am a terrible person! I made a fanart to apologize eh? Yeah, I know that probably doesn't help but please accept it as an apology still. Follow the link in my profile page!

Deinde: I was talking about my drawing so… the link is in my profile. Look on deviantart for more fanarts by others though! xD

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Clear blue skies, wisps of white flowing forth in their fluffy carefree way, and the bright sun, rising high to spread its white light to the simple ground below. The perfect scene trapped behind glass walls and reflected in the polished pink floors of a familiar room. Music room number three to be exact. The room glowed golden, bathed in the precious light, making it seem more extravagant than ever. Yet not only did the already fine room seem finer, but there was a slight touch; the warmth in the room that could only come from the morning.

Amber eyes blinked, taking in the breathtaking sight and then shutting, slowly losing themselves in the blissful serenity of it all. Kaoru did not want to question such perfection, nor did he want to disturb it, but he could not help to do otherwise. How had it gotten this way without his anticipation? Why was he the privileged one to witness this peace? A flush fell on his pale cheeks, and Kaoru could only lean back and sigh; leaning into the arms of the man behind him.

It almost drove him dizzy with such an endearing warmth surrounding him. The man behind him began to stroke his hair gently with experienced fingers and a comforting touch. The auburn-haired man had never expected such things to happen, for it was simply too good for words. Kaoru turned his head upwards to stare at the man with raven hair and smiled softly; shy feelings accompanying it. He had accepted the daring task and honestly thought he would be penalized or troubled by it, but instead it was like this day after day. Kaoru scrunched his face in thought, placing his head over his arms. He was not sure of it, but it may just be that he was becoming addicted to this daily activity.

What drove him out of his dreamlike state was the rough tap on his shoulder and the sudden shock of warm breath falling over his ear. Kaoru blushed a deep red, snapping up an arm to cover his ear and glared at the man smirking behind him.

"We have class soon."

So that is what it was. Kaoru nodded dumbly, lifting himself off of the raven-haired man and then off the velvet cushions of a luxurious couch. It was in that time that the man with glasses had moved to be face to face with him, allowing Kaoru to only grow more nervous. Their bodies closed in as an arm wrapped around his slender waist. Kaoru nearly flinched, shutting his eyes tightly as he felt a steady breath just over his lips. It was just so obvious what was going to happen… so obvious…

A deep chuckle and a flick fell on his nose. Kaoru shook his head, daring to open a single eye. He came to see the dark-eyed man in front of him smile playfully. Amber eyes glared back in frustration and annoyance, for Kaoru knew he was being teased again. Too bad, before he could utter a word, his breath was taken away as the taller man swooped down to place a peck on his cheek. That was all he could remember, because soon afterwards, the smirking raven-haired man walked out of the room; swinging the chestnut doors wide.

Kaoru scowled, rubbing his cheek, with the slightest pink tinge on his cheek. He had been played again… The scowl faded. Kaoru let his finger fall over his lips. He had been played, but the thing was, he did not mind it at all.

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Just what the heck was going on?! Kaoru groaned at his desk, shaking his head and blushed furiously, ignoring the obvious stare of speculating peers. He didn't have time to worry about what they thought. Right now he had to worry about exactly what Kyouya was thinking. It had been two weeks since that day at the amusement park; the day he had his first kiss taken away in a single breath. Kaoru held back a scream in his throat and in obvious distress let his head fall to the smooth surface of the desk.

He had honestly never expected it to turn out like this. It wasn't official but ever since that day, he had become a couple with Kyouya. Sure, they had not gone on a date yet, nor had they voiced it out loud but there was no way they could not be a couple. Really, would two people merely sit together, bathe in sunlight, practically cuddling with each other and not be a couple? The auburn-haired man gave out a heavy sigh followed by the nervous tapping of his fingers on his desk.

Then again, Kyouya had always been a tricky person… Maybe he was just being toyed with, but then again… Kaoru could not hold back his thoughts; unable to keep a cool composure as a scarlet hue fell on his cheeks. This feeling just made his head dizzy. Kyouya was unexpectedly amorous; not cold or distant at all. It was a little frightening to imagine that the man would always sit with him so quietly, stroking his hair and even hugging him.

Placing a hand over his mouth, Kaoru's eyes nearly watered with frustration. That idiot upperclassman of his knew all the right moves, and it was just driving him insane! At this rate, through the simple touching, the warmth of those pale hands, and the mocking smiles, he was going to fall for him. Kaoru clenched his eyes shut. He was falling in lo-

"Kaoru?"

A gasp came from all the girls as they watched the brave and admired student break Kaoru Hitachiin from his thoughts. The amber-eyed man blinked to recognize the face of a crouching being in front of him, staring at him with curious brown eyes. The 'boy' in front of him looked at him thoughtfully and placed a hand on his own. Kaoru blanched, slightly embarrassed and forced a nervous smile. Of course Haruhi would be the one to stir him from his stupor.

"Kaoru, are you okay?" A hand was placed on his forehead, forcing the younger of the famed twins to blush. "You have been red this whole time. Do you have a fever?" The auburn-haired man's eyes widened, causing him to sit up and laugh foolishly. "Of course not Haruhi!" He honestly couldn't believe he had let himself slip so stupidly in front of his whole class. "I was just thinking about someone." Of all the things to say, this was the wrong one.

From experience and pure reflex, Kaoru reached out to cover Haruhi's ears. He could only laugh and smile with the brown-haired girl as she had done the same; placing her small hands over his ears. Shutting their eyes, the two friends readied for the impact. In a moment of mayhem and insanity, each girl with their pretty yellow dresses in the room stood up and opened their mouths. One second later, one of the loudest outbursts full of squeals and distressed cries in Ouran history was heard.

Immediately, the production commenced. Girls in the class ran to each other, whispering and chattering, and soon word spread to the entire school. How could it spread so quickly? Well gossip was the thing that wealthy girls were best at; whipping out their cell phones and spreading messages like wildfire. Besides, by now it was too late. Kaoru and Haruhi could only sigh as they removed their hands. They pitied the poor fellows who did not cover their ears and were currently twitching on the ground from the sudden pain in their ears. Squealing girls could be such a powerful weapon.

"You're in love aren't you?" Now this statement would have surely called for another outburst if there was not such a heavy feeling of severity to it. Anxious girls halted their chattering coming to an end and even the barely conscious males on the floor paid great attention. Kaoru Hitachiin looked up into the angry eyes of his brother; most likely irritated, for by the time the girls had gotten around, he had been the last to be informed. His twin brother, the closest person to him was the last to know even vaguely how his heart felt. Kaoru could only hold his chest as he realized his mistake.

"Hikaru…" Kaoru murmured helplessly, watching his brother's auburn hair fall over his eyes. "Hikaru, we can talk." The younger twin raised a hand to touch his brother's. It was just unlucky that his brother was too hurt for words. Amber eyes widened in slight shock as the older twin snapped his hand away from the approaching one in disgust. "I am the closest one to you!" Hikaru snapped out, anger burning on his face, "Why can't you see that anymore?!"

Giving a frustrated growl, Hikaru left the classroom, nearly running out of the door. A short brown haired student called out his name and chased after him, her brown eyes wide with worry. The rest of the students could only watch in shock; talking to one another in silent voices. Had they just witnessed as serious fight between the inseparable twins?

Soft, silent breaths left the throat of the younger Hitachiin twin. His legs shook against the ground, looking as if he had some sort of ridiculous itch. Now Kaoru knew what cause this shaking for like Haruhi, he wished to run out of the room as well but Kaoru stayed put, for he knew what was happening. If he had lifted himself off of the chair and into the hallway, Kaoru knew he would not be running to Hikaru as all would expect. He was almost certain with the way that his chest twisted inside that he would be running to that raven-haired man with the dark glassy eyes.

Shit

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"You do realize that this is the tenth time the club has had to close down in recent months, do you not?"

"I do…"

"And my daughter is missing!"

"Our funds have been severely shattered due to this. What do you propose we do to fix this problem?"

"I'm not sure."

"Do you think she was kidnapped?!"

"At this rate, the club will have to close down by the end of the year."

"I'm sorry."

"What?! We can't close down?! What about daddy and daughter time?!"

The panicking blond king cringed as a black pen whipped itself against his head roughly. His blue eyes could only stare up in tears at the evil lord, who held an expression of pure exhaustion. The man with dark hair pushed up the rim of his glasses and sighed, taking the pen back and tapping it lightly against a clipboard. In the background, a short blond man ate a cake quietly with a taller man staring of into the distance in front of him. The man with black hair continued his lecture.

"Kaoru," began the raven-eyed man, "Without you and your brother, not only are we losing twenty percent of our clientele, but we are also losing all of them on the days you two flood the club with your personal issues." Kyouya opened his clipboard, eyebrows arching in slight anger. From this, it could be told that the evil lord would not be gentle with his words. "I will not hesitate from stopping the brotherly love duo and personally escorting you two out of the club."

The auburn-haired man sat on the velvet couch, his face staring down at his feet in an expression of complete anguish. He knew that his foolish actions would have led to something like this, and he honestly did not want to fight with Hikaru but it was just that, he wasn't ready to talk yet. Heck, half the time he was not even sure what he needed to talk about. It seemed so simple. He was trying to understand his own thoughts first so why did he have to talk to Hikaru about it? It wasn't worth fighting over…

"I'll give you one week to sort this out with your brother." Kaoru looked up into Kyouya's eyes, brightening with slight hope at the mercy he was given from the usually harsh lord. "Sort it out or you two will have to give up being hosts." The amber-eyed man nodded, grateful that he and his brother were not kicked out right away. He did not want Hikaru to lose the connection to the first friends that they ever had merely because Kaoru was unwilling to communicate.

So the second hour of the club commenced, with Kaoru sitting on the window ledge, unable to do anything but think things over. He would have left and gone home but alas, it was a club and if they did not stay and fulfill the hours, the club would be closed. They were already tight on money and Kaoru did not want to make them worry about hours. The auburn-haired man sighed and stared at his watch, a mere five minutes passing. Surely though, this hour with him just talking to himself would drive him insane.

Hikaru was angry at him and Kaoru couldn't blame his brother. It was frustrating to be like this, closed off from one another. Living fifteen years together, so close and sharing every thought and secret only to all be crushed in a few months, was a terrible thing. There was no doubt that he knew it was painful but it was to be expected. Laying his head on his shoulders, Kaoru stared out of the clear windows, his eyes glazed and an open frown on his face. It was an inevitable thing; Hikaru and he would separate once one of them found someone more important, more meaningful than the relationship between siblings. Being part of one another could no longer be considered. They had parted.

An eyebrow twitched, and Kaoru could only let his scowl increase as he stared at the darkening glass as the sun began to set itself into warm magenta blankets. In the glass, he could see their reflections; the king clinging to the dark lord and crying about one useless thing after the other. Now, it was not that thing that had annoyed Kaoru, for Tamaki clinging to Kyouya was a common thing, even amusing at times. What had annoyed the auburn-haired man was that all this clinging and whining had somehow caused the dark man with glasses to smile softly. It was something that he had never been able to achieve. Kaoru turned back to the window, just wanting to die away. He was on bad terms with his brother and furthermore he was getting angry over someone he should care less about.

"Why are you just sulking here Kaoru?!" The amber-eyed man turned to see a slender figure hunched over, catching the little breath that they had. He was nearly taken back when that figure rose up with brown eyes flashing almost angrily at him. "Your brother obviously needs you right now! Shouldn't you two talk?" Kaoru frowned; feeling all of his fellow hosts let their eyes fall on him. Even the blonde king did not make a sound; the situation between the twins taking more priority then his worry over Haruhi.

Taking a deep breath, the amber-eyed man lifted himself from the window sill and smiled foolishly. "Haruhi, he doesn't want to see me right now. I'll talk to him when he calms down." A careless wave of his hand followed with a forced affirmed nod. Being the observant soul that she was, of course she did not buy his lies. Instead she stood face to face with him, eyes burning with concern and voice nearly cracking with desperation. "He won't be able to calm down if you don't see him! How can you just leave him hanging like this?!"

Kaoru took a step back, nearly blown away by the forceful voice of the smaller girl. He would not respond well to it. Avoiding her eyes, Kaoru managed to speak again. "He doesn't want to see me Haruhi," muttered Kaoru, his voice falling to a whisper, "And I mean it isn't your place to interfere anyway. It's our problem and I am sure it will solve itself-"

A loud clap.

His hand could only reach his cheek, touching the reddening skin; warm from a mixture of pain and conflicting emotions. His eyes were led astray as he could no longer find the courage to look the chocolate-eyed maiden in the eyes. She had hit him, her calm facade dying away in mere moments. "How do you think Hikaru feels with you acting like this?" He couldn't look at her, for her words were piercing enough. "Wouldn't you want him to come to you if you were in trouble?" Could she just stop… "He is your brother and he will accept whatever you say. Remember that he is the closest one to you! He is not ignorant of your feelings." Haruhi paused; her lips dry from all the shouting. "I know I should not interfere but at the same time I really wish that you would understand. Hikaru isn't ignorant."

Kaoru felt his heart freeze. It was that annoying quality of hers; to be the seemingly uncaring and non-observant type, yet in reality she was the one who knew everything. Haruhi was the girl who could get to the point, without anything but an honest opinion. He could only watch helplessly and Haruhi glared at him, leaving the room quickly without even glancing at the other hosts. She was right; out of all the people in the world, Hikaru knew. Hikaru knew his feelings, just like how he had known Hikaru's feelings for Haruhi.

"So will you go to him?" Kaoru nearly jumped out of his skin as the warm breath floated past his neck. He turned around, nearly glaring at the blonde king. The man with blue eyes just gave him a bored stare back. "I'm not really sure what is going on," explained the unusually calm lord, "But I can tell it is bothering you and other people as well. You should do something about it." He made a foolish smile, with a hint of devilishness behind it. "You really aren't the type to sulk you know."

The auburn-haired man's cheeks reddened to a sweet scarlet, and Kaoru nodded. He hated to admit it, but watching Tamaki smile so stupidly and yet being serious for once was really charming. Maybe it was that bit about their lord that all the girls loved, or more importantly, the thing that could make Kyouya smile. Tamaki was right, he needed to go.

Naturally Kaoru ran out of the music room. He needed to find Hikaru and apologize; for being a complete idiot.

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"Ahhhhhh, I want to go tooooo!" Kyouya sighed looking at the man beside him breakdown from his previous cool demeanor. It was obvious that the blonde king wished to chase after the brown-eye girl. "Do you think Haruhi is okay? Maybe I should go to check on them?" The raven-haired man lifted his clipboard and let it fall onto the head of the man beside him. Tamaki reeled in pain and covered his head, feigning uttermost hurt. However, there was something else.

Clear blue eyes stared out the opened doors of the third music room. They were distant and lost, almost worried. "Haruhi…" Tamaki paused, hugging his knees to his chest, still staring out the door. "Haruhi, she is a nice caring daughter isn't she? Taking care of Hikaru like that…" Blonde locks fell over the sapphire eyes. "They are good friends aren't they?" Kyouya blinked, remembering this distant stare before. He could only smile with a slight smirk on his face. "Don't you want your daughter to have friends?"

Before Tamaki could respond to his statement however, Kyouya grabbed his school bag and headed out the door. Walking down the halls, without even looking back at the host club, the dark-haired man managed to take a few steady breaths. He wasn't sure where he was walking; all that he knew was that his feet were taking him somewhere. Really, emotions could be ridiculous; feeling so irritated, absolutely irritated and by all the wrong things.

Of course, Tamaki had always been ignorant of his feelings towards Haruhi and the feelings that Kyouya had and surely this must have been causing the frustration the dark-haired man felt. Yes, that was the only reason he was irritated. That could be the only reason. Why would he care if that stupid twin had blushed so deeply in response to Tamaki? Kyouya sped up, his pace growing almost impatient as he stepped out into the front gates of the Ouran Academy.

The dark-eyed man loosened his tie, and ran a hand through his hair. He did not care about anything except for Tamaki, and he had known that for years. He was just playing with Kaoru, there was nothing more. A few touches with the boy and short conversations could not possible conjure any feelings, so the only possible conclusion is that he was annoyed by Tamaki again. Anyway, why should a blush bother him? Maybe the auburn-haired man was just feverish. It wasn't like the younger twin had reacted to Tamaki or anything vaguely like it… Although the younger man did finally snap from his stupor and take action upon hearing king's words but…

He is mine anyway.

Kyouya halted to a stop, looking straight forward. He did not just think of that did he? Yet Kyouya did not have a chance to contemplate that thought. His dark eyes were led astray to the man with auburn hair parted to the left; standing alone and staring into the sky with a hurt expression. Kyouya could only advance a few steps further before the man in front of him turned to him and came running into his arms. A choked cry was released into his chest and soon the amber-eyes of the younger man filled with tears.

The small briefcase that he held fell to the ground, hitting the pavement with a dull thud. The dark-haired man shut his eyes and extended his arms around the trembling figure of the younger Hitachiin twin. It surprised him slightly, as Kyouya could feel how tightly he was holding Kaoru in his embrace. He had no idea what was happening.

Why did these things have to be so illogical?

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SERIOUSLY… TOO MUCH ANGST… And I didn't edit… But anyway, please review if you liked the emo-ness. Thank you for taking the time to read my uber-slow write a single line everyday update. D: I'll update before the New Year for sure. :D

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