A/N: This is my romantic chapter!

Chapter 3

I have to give them credit, they tried. They tried to fit me into their quaint family, tried to include me in their family outings, trips, and activities. It's just that I'm tired of families. I want to have only Haru, all the thoughts about, the wants, the urges, they all scared me.

As I grew, so did my passion to posses Haru. I wanted his body, his heart, his soul, I wanted him to be mine, and mine alone. I can't stand him being anything less. All the innocent days of being "just friends" all faded and our early friendship only fed my desire to be the owner of Haru's heart.

I wanted to be his entire world, the only person he would ever need. But, despite all of my passion to be his everything, I couldn't. Akito's jealous rage would find us, and I wouldn't be able to protect Haru. Our love would only destroy us in the end. I had to put all my emotions; desire's and wants to save Haru from her.

Before I turned 17 all these desires ate away at me. I guess with every passing year I grew more mature and realized that what I wanted wasn't as important as protecting him. I'm not sure if my feelings were pure lust or if I had actually fallen in love with my best friend. I had a good reason to lust.

His body began to grow more muscular, while maintaining the same lankiness it always had. Haru's once naïve smoky gray eyes grew more mature and had the look of sweet seduction. I found myself wanting to grab his waist and kiss him deeply, wanting to run my nails down his back, wanting to be more than just a friend to him. These feelings had to be suppressed so I wouldn't hurt him. I couldn't stand to be with myself if he got hurt because I couldn't control my hormones.

Haru and I spent most of our time enjoying each other's company. It was usually at my house, well my new house; we would listen to music, draw pictures, and talk for hours on end. I couldn't get enough of his presence, his voice the way his cheeks perked up when he laughed. I loved it all about him. I couldn't stand being away from him, it was too long before we saw each other again.

I fell in love with him, deeper and deeper, until I was simply drowning in its warm sensation that everyone says is love. One day we were reading a book, we've read it a thousand times but some how it never lost its charm.

"Rin, kiss me," Haru asked while I was in the middle of reading a sentence.

"Why?" I asked scanning him up and down to see if it was a cruel joke.

"I know you're in love with me. And I sure as hell am in love with you," he explained.

"No," I resisted for obvious reasons, what I desired wasn't as important as protecting him.

But, then I felt his strong hands forming to fit my face and bring me up to his tender lips. A shudder sped through my body. His body was overwhelmingly warm, like a fire that I longed to burn inside of me. Our lips had an air-tight seal; even so I let out a few well placed moans. His intense amount of concentration and passion focused into that kiss was so amazing.

I opened my eyes for a second to see his were still closed. He looked as if he was focusing on one thing and trying to reach it in seconds. Haru's kiss never flanked from its starting heat and intensity, it was my fire for the moment. We kissed for what seemed like days, but it was only a few seconds. I looked at him with new eyes, he loved me, and he wanted me.

"Rin, will you go out with me?" Haru asked cupping my cheek and looking deep into my soul with his eyes.

"Haru, I can't…" I answered looking away almost in tears.

"Why can't we? We love each other, it's so blatantly obvious in your eyes, in your smile," He returned.

"I…I…I just can't!" I yelled standing up and heading for the door.

He beat me to the door and blocked my way. I tried to push him out of the way but he only stood his ground. Haru looked at me once again,

"Why can't you go out with me?" He asked again.

"Haru…Please don't do this to me," I begged reaching for the door knob.

He grabbed my hand and held it to his face. Haru traced the defined lines of his cheek bones and then held it in both of his hands.

"Rin, you're being unreasonable about this," He started. "I know you love me, why do you have to deny your feelings?"

"I'm not denying them," I lied.

I honestly wanted more than anything to say 'Yes' and wrap my arms around that beautiful man. But doing that meant putting him harms way, as I've said before I couldn't handle it if he got hurt because of me.

"Isuzu…I love you, please, if you love me too then say yes," He begged holding my hand close to his chest and lightly dusting it with kisses.

My knees grew weak as his lips just barely grazed my finger tips. Haru's words were beautiful and I couldn't take it anymore. I surrounded my fingers with his two tone hair and the other found its way down to his waist. I kissed him with the fire he taught me.

"Is that a yes?" He asked after the kiss was broken.

"That's a yes," I replied smiling brightly at him, while the back of my mind was screaming at me to run away.

Haru was always there for me, there was never a moment where we doubted each other's intentions or actions. It seemed to be all too perfect. I thought my life had finally turned around and was headed to a path that was laced with smiles and love for Haru. My father's words still haunt my thoughts. Nothing could remove that stain from my memory, no matter how much love there was.

Even when I was around him, my face would still be a slight scowl. I think his main goal was to make me laugh as much as he could before he had to leave. He would always tickle me, say the most random things and tell jokes so stupid that you had to laugh at them. Sometimes, if Kagura's family went away on vacation Haru would stay the night. Since I always stayed home it was the perfect opportunity, though not very respectable, it was fun.

The more time I spent with Haru were both a blessing and a nightmare, quiet literally speaking. Everyday Haru told me that he loved me; I loved him more than words could say, but my father's words yielded more power than Haru's right now. When I dreamt, it usually started off nice and kind of random. The dreams would always make shift tenses to my childhood. I would relive those horrible years in what felt like forever. Most of the time from what Kagura and Haru tell me I scream, cry and kick while I sleep.

The first time Haru stayed the night I was so excited, I was hoping that my nightmares would subside because he was with me. That was not the case.

We fell asleep around midnight and I rolled over onto my side to get comfortable to slip into a slumber.

"Good night, I love you Rin," Haru said kissing my cheek and slipped into a quick sleep.

"Night Haru," I said back biting my lip to not say 'I love you'.

My dreams had started the same way, happy yet random. There were hearts and pies and Kagura dressed in a 1920's flapper outfit. The tense shift happened. Instead of Kagura standing in front of me I was in my 9 year old body begging my dad to stop…

"Please daddy…stop, I'll be a good Rin," I whimpered letting a small tear flow out of my eye.

Those were the types of dreams where you know that you're dreaming but you have no control over whether you wake up or not. The dream continued, I was tossing and turning, becoming hysterical, nothing was stopping me. Tears just started to pour out of me, and I couldn't stop myself. Suddenly, a hand out of the darkness took my shoulders,

"Rin, wake up! Wake up!" Haru yelled shaking my delicate shoulders.

I waved my arms around frantically, he continued to shake me. My eyes refused to open no matter how much I pleaded my lids to rise.

"Rin! Rin!" Haru continued to yell.

With some kind of miracle my eyes opened but more tears came too. I saw Haru grasping me and I hugged him. I cried harder,

"Oh Gods, I thought I lost you," Haru confessed hugging me tighter.

I cried more, with sounds and I felt so exposed. I was so happy that it was only Haru there to see me cry like that. I hugged him for so long but he pulled away and looked me in the eyes. His hands formed around my cheeks with my long raven strands in his hands as well.

"What were you dreaming about?" He asked whipping away the rather large tears on my cheeks.

"I'm fine now, thank you Haru," I replied looking at him.

"No, Rin, talk to me, tell me what it was that was making you cry like that," He begged staring at me with those loving eyes.

"I'm okay," I lied, the dream was still lingering in my head, no matter how much I tried to push it aside.

"Please tell me Rin, I won't sleep unless you tell me," Haru threatened putting his hands on my sides.

"It was about my parents," I said laying down and rolling over once more.

Haru's hands rolled me back to face him, both of us at eye level lying down.

"Baby, when you have nightmares tell me, I can't help if I don't know what's wrong," it was the same thing he said when I went to the hospital.

His hands were still on my sides, he pulled me in for a kiss. My fingers wrapped them selves around his soft hair and I looked deeply into his beautiful gray eyes.

"Haru, do you really love me?" I said the second before his lips met mine.

"I do, and I always will. Nothing can make me stop loving you Rin," He promised kissing me after words.

We didn't continue to kiss after that, we just fell asleep in each other's arms. The next morning Haru told me that I had another nightmare, though mild than the first, it still scarred him. He made pancakes for breakfast, and served them to me since I had developed a fever sometime during the night. Luckily, Hatori stopped by and gave me a shot before the fever reached a critical point like it usually did. Life seemed perfect.

However my perfect life was too good to last in that stage. I knew that she would find out, I just knew it!