"Kaoru? Are you alright, Kaoru?"
Some guests all gathered around the twin, who was still sitting on the table, his face ghostly pale, and his eyes beyond shocked. He lifted his eyes, and looked at all the concerned girls surrounding him.
"Um, yeah. I think s-" Kaoru was cut off by a painful feeling in his stomach. His pupils retracted as the feeling came back, this time the pain stronger. He gasped, and without warning, he jumped up from the table and ran out of Music Room #3.
Every person watched him. When the doors shut after him, a loud clatter of breaking glass made everyone's head turn.
Hikaru had dropped his plate of cake, a mixture of guilt and surprise on his face.
"Kaoru?" he yelled before running after him, but a large hand stopped him from moving more than two feet. The older twin turned and looked at Mori, who was telling him with his expression to stay behind. He gently pushed Hikaru behind him, and ran after Kaoru.
Soft murmurs and whispers passed through the hosts and guests, as the senior ran out of the room. Hikaru still continued to watch the door, thoughts buzzing through his head.
Did I cause that?
Is Kaoru okay?
…Does he hate me?
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Kaoru rushed into an empty bathroom, the door banging behind him. He rushed into the closest stall, and leaned against the wall, clutching his stomach and covering his mouth.
I feel sick.
He felt the painful feeling get stronger in his stomach. His eyes widened when he felt the back of his jaw tingle, and the feeling of something coming up his throat, making the pain agonizing.
Oh God.
Kaoru rushed over to the toilet and vomited. No sooner had he done so, he heard to door open gently, followed by footsteps. "Kaoru," a low voice said. Kaoru recognized that voice anywhere.
"Mori-senpai!" he managed to say before gagging again. Mori walked into Kaoru's stall, and knelt down beside him, rubbing his back. He wasn't even fazed by the unpleasant noises coming from the younger twin.
When Kaoru was finished, Mori flushed the toilet and helped Kaoru over to the sink. Kaoru washed up, and looked up at the tall senior, greatful. "Thanks a lot, Mori-senpai. But I think I need some time alone." Mori nodded, and walked out of the bathroom.
As soon as the door closed, tears poured out of Kaoru's eyes. His hands gripped the edge of the countertop so hard, his knuckles were white.
He knows. He knows. Oh hell, he knows.
Hikaru knew that Kaoru tried to kiss him this morning. And the older twin got back at him by mimicking Kaoru's actions in the club room. The memory of the knowing look in his older twin's eyes sent a shiver down Kaoru's spine.
But something felt odd, too. It wasn't that cold, shocked feeling that covered every part of his body. It was warm, and familiar. Kaoru placed a hand on his chest.
It's that feeling! The same feeling he had this morning was back; that longing feeling. He thought more about Hikaru in the club room, and the feeling got stronger.
This didn't help anything, however. Tears of confusion and frustration flung off Kaoru's face. But what does that mean? Why did I feel this when I tried to kiss Hikaru? Why do I feel this when Hikaru tried to kiss me? WHAT DOES THIS FEELING MEAN?!
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The ride home was probably the most awkward in Kaoru's life. He refused to look at Hikaru, afraid that Hikaru might start asking him question Kaoru couldn't answer, even though he felt Hikaru's eyes watching him every moment. The silence between the two was finally broken, but only for a moment, when Hikaru walked out of the bathroom after taking his shower a few hours later. "Your turn."
About Kaoru was done with his shower, the sun was already gone. Kaoru dried his hair with a towel, and looked up to see Hikaru. He blushed, before realizing he was looking into a mirror. While washing his hair, he messed up his part, making him look like Hikaru.
He looked down at the rest of his body. Again, he wasn't wearing a shirt, but he was wearing comfortable pajama pants, that were only held up by a knot tied with the two strings around his waist. He really did look exactly like Hikaru with his hair parted like that.
The feeling in his chest suddenly came back
Koaru looked at his reflection, which was still more like Hikaru's. The longing got stronger. He laughed and smiled for the first time that evening. Great. Does this mean I'm in love myself? he joked.
And there it was. He had finally just answered the question he'd been asking all day.
Tears suddenly formed in his eyes.
I'm such a fricken' idiot!
Quickly he fixed his part, and practically kicked the bathroom door open.
"Hikaru!"
Hikaru was sitting on their bed, reading a magazine. He peered up at his twin. "Before you start, Mori-senpai told me that you threw up in that bathroom today. I wanted to say sor-" Hikaru stopped himself, and scrambled over to the edge of the bed. "Are you…crying?" he asked, worry in his voice.
Kaoru sighed impatiently. "Yes, I am. But not because of what you did. Now, can you please shut up and listen to me?"
Hikaru looked stunned at Kaoru's impatience, but he quietly sat there and waited.
"Just to tell you, I'm not sorry for anything."
Hikaru raised a brow, but Kaoru ignored it and continued.
"I'm not sorry for trying to kiss you this morning, and that you knew about it. I'm not sorry for you trying to kiss me today, to get back at me. I'm not sorry for the fact that everything that happened had me so frustrated and confused, because now I understand it." Koaru paused, and his eyes softened, and he finally let his red blush he was holding back rest on his cheeks.
"And I'm definitely not sorry for loving you so much more than I should."
Hikaru's eyes widened, his cheeks flushed.
"I can understand if you don't feel the same way. But I want you to know that I don't feel bad about anything that happened today. And yes, I threw up, and cried about three gallons of tears today, but I 'm okay with that. Because in the end, I still found out I love you, Hikaru. I love you."
Silence filled the room. It seemed to be a forever silence, until Hikaru finally got on his feet. Slowly, he walked over to Kaoru, and just watched him for a moment. Gently, he lifted his hands and cupped Kaoru's face with them, his fingertips touching on the back of Kaoru's neck. Softly rubbing Kaoru's cheek with of his thumps, Hikaru leaned in, and pressed his lips against Kaoru's.
His lips were soft, more so than Kaoru expected. Kaoru's face turned the color of a strawberry, and before he had time to kiss back, Hikaru pulled away, and continued stroking Kaoru's cheek.
Kaoru locked eyes with his twin, stunned. Hikaru looked at Kaoru, his face expressionless. Suddenly, a pink blush fell over his cheeks and his eyes showed love and affection in a way that Kaoru had never seen before. Kaoru's eyes widened as it hit him.
"You love me, Hikaru."
He felt Hikaru's hands slightly stiffen. Kaoru placed his hands on Hikaru's bare shoulders. "You wanted me to kiss you this morning. And when I didn't, you used that as in excuse to try to kiss me in the club room. You love me, don't you?"
Another silence fell over the room. Finally, Hikaru smiled, and nodded. He removed one hand from Kaoru's face and wrapped it around Kaoru's waist, pulling their hips together. His other hand ran through Kaoru's copper hair and placed firmly at the back of his head, thus trapping Kaoru's arms between their chests. "You always were the person I loved the most, Kaoru," he murmured, before firmly pulling Kaoru's head into another kiss.
This kiss was different. Hikaru's tongue pried open Kaoru's lips, and slipped inside, entwining it with Kaoru's tongue. Kaoru slowly kissed back, twirling his tongue with Hikaru's. It stayed like that for what seemed like forever, until they broke away for air, a trail of saliva leading from tongue to tongue.
"Hikaru…" Kaoru breathed, trying to catch his breath.
Hikaru smiled, and for the second time that day, threw Kaoru, but this time, onto their bed. He quickly followed him, pressing his chest against Kaoru's, and kissed his twins neck. Kaoru lightly gasped.
"Hikaru?"
"Shh. Everything is okay. Nii-san will protect you, Kaoru."
Kaoru blushed even more at Hikaru's words. Hikaru had never called himself "nii-san" before. He had no time to think about now, as he was soon pulled into another blissful kiss by Hikaru.
As they kissed, Hikaru slipped a hand down between him and Kaoru. Slowly, it began untying the strings to Kaoru's pants.