Heh, so I finally updated! I meant to have this thing finished by Halloween, but that obviously didn't happen. I was busy with class things, and then I had writer's block. I'm moving the rating up this chapter. Still no lemon (sigh...), but there is some intense kissing. I just wanna say that I love kissing and get tired of reading "they kissed passionately," so my scenes are a bit more descriptive, heh heh. Hope you enjoy it!

When Kaoru opened his eyes the next morning, he immediately regretted it. He and Hikaru always forgot about drinking enough water to balance out their alcohol, which always came back to him in the form of the headache from hell.

"Kaoru, everything hurts," Hikaru whined next to him.

"Me too."

A dark chuckle at the foot of the bed, which they realized simultaneousy wasn't their own, made them jump and clutch onto each other. Kaoru couldn't remember where he was, what he'd done, or why he was able to fall asleep so easily in a strange place. Then the face registered.

"Kyouya! What're you doing here?"

"What do you mean? It's my house. Why wouldn't I be in my own house?"

The twins exchanged glances, eyes widening as they remembered the events of the night before. Kaoru shoved Hikaru over when the older twin started laughing.

"Not funny, Hikaru," Kaoru whined. "We are never drinking that much again."

Hikaru barked out a loud laugh, making both twins groan and hold their heads.

They looked up as they heard a shaking sound and saw Kyouya with some pain killers and a bottle of water.

"You're an angel," Kaoru murmured, taking them from him. He swallowed some water with his pills before passing them to his brother.

"So, uh, Kyouya, what did I say last night? Things are a tiny bit fuzzy. I think I'm remembering some things, but I may just be imagining them," Kaoru didn't say that he hoped he was imagining them. Especially the kiss part. The look Kyouya was giving him wasn't very reassuring.

"I can take the two of you home," Kyouya offered.

"Actually," Hikaru interrupted, "I just remembered that I promised Hunny I'd meet with him and Mori today. They wanted to figure out the rest of our costumes. You two can stay here and...well, you know." Hikaru winked before skipping down the stairs.

Kaoru sat in bed, wide eyed, unable to believe that his brother abandoned him like that.

"Hi-Hikaru?" he squeaked.

"He's quite crafty, isn't he?" Kyouya asked, approval in his eyes.

"I'm going to kill him," Kaoru moaned, burying his head in the covers. Hikaru was a dirty traitor.

"And it seems I'm going to owe him, which is rather unappealing. Or, we could always use this opportunity to get even," Kyouya's mouth wore an evil smirk.

"That's a brilliant idea," Kaoru grinned at him, "What did you have in mind?"

Kyouya chuckled, warming Kaoru's stomach pleasantly, before leaning in conspiratorially. Kaoru chuckled at his ideas, pleased at how evil they were and even more pleased at how close he and Kyouya were sitting. Sometimes Kyouya would brush his arm or chuckle close to his ear, and by the end of their planning, Kaoru's jeans, which he was still wearing from the night before, were rather uncomfortable.

As they got up to leave, Kyouya stopped abruptly, making Kaoru run into him. He turned around and grabbed Kaoru by the shoulders.

"Oh, and one more thing," he whispered, before leaning down and pressing his mouth to Kaoru's. For a moment, it was just pressure, lips to lips, and Kaoru forgot to breathe.

Then Kyouya moved his lips slightly, changing the pressure, and settling them firmly around Kaoru's bottom lip. He sucked slightly, then licked it with the tip of his tongue as they pulled apart.

Kaoru stared with wide eyes as Kyouya smirked down at him, face going scarlet. That was quite the kiss.

"All right, let's go," Kyouya said, acting as though nothing had happened.

The two of them waited in the Hitachiin house for Hikaru to get home. They'd set up several traps for him to fall into and warned all of the household staff. The maids had laughed at their tricks and blushed at Kyouya, all the while not mentioning how strange it was for the twins to be pulling tricks separately.

"I wish he'd hurry up already," Kaoru whined in a whisper. "I'm tired of waiting."

"Just wait," Kyouya was being unusually patient with him.

"But I'm boooored!" Kaoru shut his eyes and leaned into Kyouya's shoulder as he complained. Throughout the time they'd been setting up, Kaoru had taken whatever chance he got to touch his upperclassman. He knew that he was being obvious, but with the kiss earlier, he was sure he didn't have to worry about secrecy anymore.

If he'd had his eyes open, he would've seen the mischievous look on Kyouya's face.

"Well, we can't have you being bored, can we?" Kyouya's tone made Kaoru look up quickly. The look in Kyouya's eyes was unmistakable, as was the way he kept glancing at Kaoru's lips.

Kyouya's lips descended slowly. Kaoru's breath caught, and he tilted his head slightly.

Their lips met, slightly moist, softly applying pressure, releasing it, then applying it again. It started as just a meeting of lips, innocent yet exciting.

Then Kyouya started sucking on Kaoru's lower lip again. Kaoru returned the favor on Kyouya's upper lip. Release of pressure again.

The next time their lips met, Kaoru felt a moist brush from what could only be Kyouya's tongue. Pressure, release. Tongue again, brushing, but this time it met with Kaoru's. Time slowed, thinking abandoned them.

Lips locked together again, now open enough to allow the passage of tongues between. Back and forth, brushes, tastes, passed from mouth to mouth. Every moment of friction when tongue touched tongue made the boys pull closer, arms moving from shoulders and back to hair and hips. As the rhythm of mouths became more erratic and desperate, so did the hands.

Kaoru gasped against Kyouya's mouth as he felt the hand not rubbing against the side of his neck reach down and grab his ass, pulling his hips against Kyouya's. Hardness met hips, pulling needy noises from both.

Joining the dance of the mouths above, giving and taking, pressing and being pressed, hips also moved.

"Where is every-Aaaah!" A loud crash sounded from downstairs as Hikaru fell into their trap and they pulled apart quickly, chests heaving. "Hey! Who-crap! Dammit, ow! Eeep!"

Kaoru giggled nervously, blushing furiously, "I think Hikaru found our present."

"It would seem so," Kyouya didn't quite manage to look unaffected.

Hikaru stumbled up the stairs, glaring at them from under the sticky mess in his hair. His arms were nearly bound to his sides by brightly colored crepe paper, and his legs' movement were significantly limited from the ribbon encasing them.

"Bastards. What did I do to deserve...whoa. Hey Kaoru, you've got a little," Hikaru motioned to the corner of his mouth. Kaoru turned even more red, somehow, as he wiped away a bit of saliva. Kyouya looked smug.

"I'm gonna go take a shower. The two of you can keep making out if you like. Just don't get anything on the bed, okay?"

Kaoru glared halfheartedly at his brother as he passed.

"Weren't bored, though, were you?" Kyouya asked slyly.

Instead of answering, Kaoru hid his face and walked past Kyouya into his bedroom, closing the door behind him. Kyouya pressed a hand to the door and spoke through it.

"I'm going home now. Today was fun. See you tomorrow, Kaoru."

Licking his lips, still tasting Kyouya, Kaoru sighed happily and flung himself onto his bed.

So I've had the longer kissing scene written for AGES, but have just now gotten the excuse to use it. Anyway, if you have any criticism, or just wanna let me know what you thought, I love love love reviews (I've become a review whore, apparently [._.] ).

Also, I'm doing this in the library of a very conservative Baptist college. I'm so paranoid someone's gonna walk behind me and see my gay makeout scene and then condemn me to hell. Not that I care what they think, but that would be really embarrassing.