AN: This was meant to be short and quick and a little less complicated, but a certain person under the alias "Death the Kid" (cough cough Emma) was moaning about how she would forever worship HikaxKao and this story was not ethical (because it did not have twincest). Just a little bit of Hikaru in the beginning.
Hikaru's POV
Kaoru stares at me sitting in Kyoya's arms, his eyes literally bulging out of his skull. He raises a finger to point at me, his entire body shaking.
"H-Hikaru. It's him, Kyoya, it's him!" he croaks, a hand reaching up to cup his throat.
"It's me," I say. "Kaoru, I can explain."
"My brother is dead," he says quietly, shaking his head so fast he's a blur. "It's just a dream, he's dead. No. No, no, no, no, no, NO!" he suddenly screams, clutching at his head.
"Kaoru!" I say, standing up and walking towards him. "Listen to me for a minute."
He stumbles back a few steps and then falls backward onto his butt. He stares up at me with wide eyes. "You're dead…I planned your funeral. I saw the body…saw you in the morgue…"
"That wasn't me," I say urgently, crouching beside him. "It was a dummy."
He shakes his head again. "You're a spirit. A shinigami, maybe? My brother is DEAD."
"I'm not," I insist. "Look, Kaoru, I'm here."
I grab his hands and press them to my chest where my heart is pounding, begging to break out of my ribcage. His eyes are wild, broken and sorrowful.
"I'm here," I say softly.
In the next second, his hand comes up and slaps me across the face.
"OW!" I say, alarmed. "W-what was that for?"
"I almost killed myself for you! I almost died!" he screams.
He curls up into a ball on the floor, wrapping his arms around his knees and rocking back and forth. Muffled sobs come up from behind his knees.
"What?" I turn toward Kyoya. "What's he talking about?"
"After you 'died,'" Kyoya said, making the quotation marks in the air as he speaks. "Kaoru tried to commit suicide. He would have succeeded, too, if I hadn't made it there in time. Everyone was fantastically worried. They almost lost the last Hitachiin son."
I sit back on my heels, my vision suddenly swimming. Kaoru…I stare at him. Tried to kill himself…for me?
Another second passes, and I'm knocked back into the floor as Kaoru wraps his arms around me. I hold him back as he sobs, shock still making my bones feel as like rubber.
"I t-thought you were g-gone," he sobs into my shoulder. "H-Hikaru…I missed you so much…"
"Me too," I whisper. "Me too."
oOo
Kyoya's POV
After much yelling, almost everyone manages to forgive Hikaru. Mitskuni takes a day to process it, locking himself and Mori inside his room. I can't say for sure what went on in there (the door was too thick for us to tell), but after a few hours, Mori slides a note under the door asking if we have any lubrication and condoms around. Tamaki nearly strangles Hikaru when he sees him, screaming that he had almost murdered Kaoru, but then realizes that he's too glad to have him back to kill him. His mother screamed the instant she saw him, almost passing out in a dead faint. The media's gone completely crazy, pushing for interviews and photo shoots and magazine articles.
There was one who isn't able to forgive him, though. And that's Haruhi.
She's been holding the belief that she was responsible for Hikaru's death for some time, and the pressure has been steadily sending her into a deep depression. Seeing him alive pushed her over the edge, causing her to flee the school and lock herself in her room much as Mitskuni has. Her father won't let anyone near the house, and my guards are afraid to venture within 100 feet of the grounds with him waving an enormous frying pan.
Hikaru won't accept it. He tries to talk to her, but she won't talk to him: no returns to calls, emails, or letters. I don't think she ever will. I contemplate this as I wait for Hikaru to return, my eyes firmly glued to the clock. I would have gone out with him to meet his brother, but I had a feeling that the two brothers wanted some alone time with their mother.
As I sit waiting, a moment passes where I take my eyes of the clock and look around the room. It's the living room for the apartment Hikaru and I are now sharing. My father wasn't happy when he learned of my relationship, evicting me from the house. One of my older brothers told me he "did not see fit to have one of those disgusting deviants in the house." I feel lucky to not have been cut off entirely, though I can't help but feel relieved that I'm not in the same house as that vile old man anymore.
My head snaps up as I hear the sound of keys jingling in a lock. Hikaru enters the apartment and throws his keys on the table, stepping out of his coat. It's barely been shrugged off his shoulders and tossed on the table before I stand behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. He stiffens for a moment and then relaxes as he looks up into my face.
"How was lunch?" I ask.
I don't get words as a response. Instead, I find his lips coming up to rest on mine. I hold the kiss for a second, cradling his mouth to mine before he leans back. He grins.
"The lunch didn't taste nearly as good as you do. It wasn't the same without you."
I chuckle. "Strange, the silence wasn't the same without you either."
"Did you really sit here the whole time, waiting?" he asks teasingly.
I think, closing my eyes for a second. "I did, actually."
Hikaru laughs. "Silly Kyoya. You didn't need to."
"But I wanted to," I whisper into his ear.
He shivers at my touch, his grin dimming the tiniest bit as he leans back into my arms.
"You're worth it," I breathe.
"You didn't need to waste your day just sitting around waiting for me to get home," he says, blushing. "You could've gone out with Tamaki."
"Tamaki," I say, "was doing the exact same thing I was: waiting for his twin to get home. I wouldn't want to disturb him."
"Tamaki didn't need to either," he protests.
"Yes, he did," I say.
I grin and turn him around, firmly pressing my lips down. He grumbles, but wraps his arms around my neck anyway. I kiss him tenderly, cradling his head to mine, and he curls his body into mine, his hands lacing through the short hair at the base of my neck.
When we break, he snaps his fingers. "Oh! Almost forgot." He turns to his coat and takes an envelope from his pocket, then hands it to me with a grin on his face. "Here, read this."
Curiously, I look on the backside of the letter, and find the address of Tamaki and Kaoru's new mansion in France. I slide the card out of the envelope, and do a double take as I see the large words on the top of the small piece of paper.
The Suoh family and the Hitachiin family invite you to the wedding of Tamaki Suoh and Kaoru Hitachiin, to be held on the Ouran Academy grounds on April 23rd of the year next.
Hikaru squeals as I stare at the paper. Silently, I take my phone out of my pocket and dial Tamaki's number.
"Excuse me for a moment," I say, turning away from a puzzled Hikaru.
Tamaki picks up after the second ring.
"Kyoya, I'm so glad you called! You heard the news, then?"
"YOU BASTARD!" I roar, causing Hikaru to jump. "YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO WAIT FOR ME!"
"Er, well, yes, Sorry about that," Tamaki stammers while a very confused Hikaru stares at me. "But, er, Kaoru was this close to finding out and it was either do the deed or have him find out and blow the whole thing-"
"I had the timing down and everything!" I scream. "You better resend those cards, buster, because there's no way we're not doing this exactly. As. Planned. GOT IT?"
"Y-yes, Kyoya-senpai!"
I hang up with a growl, shaking my head. I turn back to Hikaru with a tired expression.
"I had planned to do this differently," I say, dropping to one knee and reaching into my coat pocket to retrieve the small box. Hikaru gasps, and his hands fly up to cover his mouth. "But Tamaki was apparently much too quick in advancing our plan."
A small noise comes from behind his hands. His eyes are shining, and, as I slowly open up the box to reveal an elegant gold band, his knees begin to shake.
"Hikaru Hitachiin," I say to him. "I'm so glad that out of all the host club members, you accepted my help and my help only. I loved you from one of the very first days I saw you. Losing you made me think that not only you had died, but I had too. I had no one to turn too, no safe place to run too. But then you came back, and I was living all over again. You make everything beautiful with your kindness and charm. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Hikaru, I love you. Will you marry me?"
"K-Kyoya," he says tearfully. "Yes. Of course, always."
"That's what I like to hear," I say, and slide the ring from the box onto his ring finger.
He falls to the ground in front of me, and I gather him up in my arms. "Oh, Kyoya, I love you so much."
I smile, closing my eyes and resting my head against his shoulder. "Isn't that the point of this, though?"
"It is," he sobs.
I squeeze him tighter, holding him close to me as the tears splash against my glasses. "I love you, Hikaru."
"That's what this is all about," he whispers. "Together."
AN: Ah, short chapter! Ritsukaa! Why didn't you say anything?
Ritsuka: Was I supposed too?
You and Yukiro are supposed to warn me if a chapter gets too short!
Yukiro: I'm a doctor, not an editor.
You're no fun.
Ritsuka: It seems fine. It's pretty long if you ask me.
IT'S UNDER 2000 WORDS! THAT'S TOO SHORT!
Yukiro: Just like Soubi's-
Ritsuka: WATCH YOUR MOUTH!
Next chapter comes the wedding! Prettyness awaits. Love you guys! Please review!