Indecision

Hikaru was long gone and the limo had yet to return to pick Kaoru up. The boy sighed. "Damn. I thought I knew this was a game..." he mumbled. But he had felt it. Felt his heart gain a tear when Kyoya rejected his embrace. With another sigh he positioned two little ear buds in his ears and pressed the power button on his small mp3 player that could still hold over 2,000 songs. He went to the band Silversun Pickups and played the song "Lazy Eye". The limo pulled up a moment later and he climbed into the back. He stared out the window as trees and fences flew past his eyes. He felt numb as the song played.

"I've been waiting...
I've been waiting for this moment...
All my life...
But it's not quite right...

And this 'real'...
It's impossible if possible...
At who's blind word...
So clear but so unheard...

I've been waiting...
I've been waiting for this silence...
All night long...
It's just a matter of time...

To appear sad...
With the same old decent lazy eye...
Fixed to rest on you...
Aim free and so untrue..."

At the same time, Kyoya sat in the back of his own family's limo. He stared forward with a blank expression. His mind was racing inside to find a way to rid him of the overbearing guilt. His frozen – yet thawing due to his guilt over Kaoru – heart throbbed slightly and told him to make it up to Kaoru. His mind couldn't come up with any way to go about that but his heart already knew. He sighed internally. He glanced at the time on the dashboard. It was slightly difficult to see it as he was quite far back from it but he could make out the numbers enough to have a vague idea of the time. It was still early. Now to plan.

Kaoru's eyes slid closed as the driver stopped, he did not sleep. He simply took a deep breath and opened his golden eyes again. He slid out of the car and walked stealthily toward one of the guest rooms so that Hikaru wouldn't give him a 20-Question run through. He slipped inside and locked the door behind him. Kaoru laid across the bed, the ear buds still tucked into his ears.

"Lost and loaded!
Still the same old decent lazy eye!
Straight through you're gaze!
That's why I said I relate
!I said we relate!
It's so fun to relate!"

A knock came on the door downstairs but Kaoru couldn't hear it. A maid answered it. "Hello, how may I help you?" she said in a soft tone. "I would like to speak with Kaoru if you don't mind." came a polite yet impatient voice. The maid was unnerved at the way the setting sun glinted off the person at the door's glasses. "Of course. One moment." the woman said. She pressed a button that was mounted on some device that was set into the wall to the right of the door. "Master Kaoru, someone is here to speak with you. Please come downstairs." she said into the device.

After a short wait, Kaoru came downstairs. His blank eyes went to look at the person in the door. They sparked to life when he recognized the person. Kyoya. Almost immediately, his golden orbs were fixed on the ground. The maid bowed slightly to both boys then hurried out of the room. Kaoru tried to disguise the anguished expression that washed over his face. Kyoya sighed and grasped Kaoru's wrist. The sun had just disappeared over the horizon as Kyoya pulled Kaoru outside. Caught of guard, the younger teen looked up at the raven haired teen before him. But when Kyoya turned and met his gaze, he looked at the ground again. Kyoya was silent for a moment, warring with himself inside. "Screw it." he thought to himself.

Kaoru's eyes became incredibly wide and his cheeks turned bright red as Kyoya's lips pressed against his. They were firm yet soft; confident yet indecisive; terrifying...yet addicting. Acting on impulse, Kaoru allowed his eyes to slide shut. But before he could do anything else Kyoya pulled back and away. The piercing eyes of the elder boy were what Kaoru was now slightly afraid to meet with his own eyes. For he always got lost in their dark, obsidian depths. And although Kyoya kept a well learned facade, Kaoru could see in his eyes how guilty he had felt and now how free he felt. But the cold fronted young man would never show either emotion.

"I suppose I'll see you tomorrow." Kyoya said. He pushed the bridge of his silver framed glasses further up his nose. Then with that, he turned and got into his limo was was not too far away. Kaoru's eyes stared after the sleek black vehicle as it drove off. Once it had disappeared, his fingers went to touch his lips.

"Kyoya-senpai..."