Please review; I'm not sure if this was my best chapter, It kinda got away from me. I wanted to include so much more, but then didn't want to put too much progression into one chapter, leaving you with a couple of questions, don't worry I am going to try to answer all of them eventually, maybe even in the next chapter, I haven't decided yet. I really hope you enjoy it, if not, please tell me where I went wrong!
As Hikaru walked out to the limousine and his patiently waiting brother, he thought about what had just happened between him and Haruhi. I can't believe I actually kissed her. It was so fucking hot; I would never have thought she could kiss like that… I wonder how many guys she's kissed? I want to kiss her again, but would she want to? Oh well, it was fun, if it happens again I'll enjoy it, if it doesn't I'll be a little disappointed; but I could just find one of those stupid princesses, they're always down to fuck. Won't be anywhere near as fun, but whatever, it's not like I can change it if she doesn't want to. As he reached the limo he opened the door and jumped in throwing his bag on the floor. He looked to his right and noticed Kaoru was just staring at him.
"What?" Hikaru asked, somewhat confused at the look he was getting.
"Well for starters that look you gave me earlier, why did you want me to leave before?" Kaoru asked; slightly hurt that his brother had sent him away like that.
"I'm sorry Kao," Hikaru said truly contrite to have put that wounded look on his brother's face. "It was just well… Haruhi, she seemed a little embarrassed. I really didn't want her to be uncomfortable with what we had done," he said a little surprised with his own reaction now that he thought about it. "I mean, if she was uncomfortable she might not want to do it again," he said smirking.
"So, you plan on kissing her again?" Kaoru asked curiously. Hikaru has never really been interested in girls, not since Ayume anyway, they just flock to us. Sure, he uses them when he wants, which is quite often, usually I even join in, but he's never actually interested in them as a person, just what's between their legs.
"I don't know Kao, I mean it was fun and all, I guess I'll just have to wait and see what happens," Hikaru replied, sitting back now to stretch out across the limo's spacious interior.
"If you were enjoying it so much, why did you end it? I saw that you pulled away from her as soon as she started to really get into it," Kaoru questioned; having an idea already, but still wanting to hear how his mirror image would respond.
"Well," Hikaru began, and then stopped to think for a moment. Why did I pull away, I could have tried to take things further. She would have stopped me if she wanted to, and if not, well I'm sure that would have been afuckinmazing as well. "I guess I stopped because I didn't want her to feel pressured, she's my friend. With the other girls, I don't care if they're ashamed after, or regret it; they don't care about me, and I don't care about them. I guess I just didn't want to be someone she regretted being with, if that makes sense," Hikaru answered, now a little flustered at the line of questioning his brother was taking.
"I understand Hika," Kaoru answered, wanting to say more but stopping himself. He had some notions about what was going on, but Hikaru needed to figure it out for himself. He likes her; he's just too stubborn to admit it, even to himself. He must still be trying to protect himself after what that dumb twit did to him, us really. Well he'll figure out his feelings eventually, in the meantime, this should be fun to watch. "I just have one more question Hika," Kaoru asked, trying his best to exude an innocent aura. "Why did you hold her for so long after the kiss?" he asked, trying not to smirk in the process.
"Oh, you noticed that, well I ummm," Hikaru stammered. Kaoru had actually managed to get a blush out of him, a rare phenomenon. "The uh, kiss it well, kinda got me really hard." Hikaru mumbled staring down into his lap. "Haruhi, she didn't seem to notice, I guess it wasn't pressed against her, and I couldn't step away because she would see; so I just froze, afraid that with any movement she might feel it," he spluttered out. Kaoru tried to hold it back but he couldn't help it, he started snickering, his brother had gotten an erection from a simple kiss; he had already known, he had seen the strain on his brother's face when the kiss had ended. It was just all too much; Hikaru never reacted that way to a kiss, well except when it was the two of them engaged in the act. "Must have been some kiss," he managed to get out between laughs. He looked up just in time to see his brother pounce.
"You little tease," Hikaru grumbled, now pinning down his brother, "you knew, you just wanted to hear me say it."
"I just couldn't resist Hika, you looked so cute though stumbling over your words like that. I never get to see you like that," Kaoru whispered into his brother's ear, sending a small chill down his spine. They looked at each other for a long moment, having one of the wordless conversations they had been having since they were small. When they were done, Kaoru leaned in to give his brother a peck on the lips. As he went to pull away, Hikaru's hand went to the back of his head, his fingers tangling with his soft red hair, barring him from his escape. Hikaru deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue into Kaoru's mouth, relishing in the familiar taste. Kaoru whimpered into his attacker's mouth, as Hikaru slid his body up his twin's, making sure to rub his erection against his hip. Kaoru knew that Hika was still strung out from earlier and wouldn't be denied again. He sat up quickly, gently pushing Hikaru into a kneeling position, he leaned toward the console where the intercom was placed and pressed it, "drive the car around the neighborhood for another half hour," he directed, not wanting there to be any interruptions. As soon as he heard the driver's compliance he released the intercom's button.
Hikaru had, by now, sprawled out sitting with his legs open; as Kaoru slipped between them he kissed his lover tenderly, putting all of his passion into it. As the kiss intensified he felt Hikaru groan against his lips. Softly pulling away from his brother, he heard Hikaru quietly beg,
"Please Kao, I need you," Kao gently put his finger to Hika's lips to silence his trembling brother. With half lidded eyes Hikaru sucked the digit into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it, earning a shudder from his twin; "I want you now Kao," he whispered around the finger. Kaoru, not one to disappoint, wrapped his free hand around his brother's throbbing cock, and started to make a pumping motion. As he watched Hikaru beginning to writhe under his touch, he slowly removed his finger from his brother's wet mouth.
"Hikaru, you've given me some ideas," Kaoru whispered into his brother's ear; as his fingers slowly started undoing Hikaru's belt.
"Oh, and what idea's might those be?" Hika teasingly asked; suppressing a whimper as he felt his erection spring free, Kaoru gently ghosting his fingers across the head.
"Well, it would be easier if I just showed you," Kaoru murmured, right before his tongue went to his brother's shaft. For a few long minutes, Kaoru tortured his brother licking and sucking his way around the shaft but completely ignoring the hypersensitive tip. As his lips hovered over the head, he looked up, staring his brother directly in the eye, as he finally dipped his head down, gradually taking his brother's entire length into his mouth. As Hikaru's eyes rolled back into his head and a loud moan escaped his lips, Kaoru started humming, the vibration reverberating around his twin's member.
"Shit, Kaoru that feels so fucking good," Hika purred. Kaoru knew he was getting very close, so he began to quickly bob his head, letting Hika's dick come almost all the way out of his mouth before plunging back down again, only to repeat the action over and over. Suddenly, Hika's cock began to spasm in his mouth, "fuck, don't stop," Hikaru managed right before he shot his load down into his lover's throat. Kaoru swallowed his twin's essence happily, his throat muscles contracting around the throbbing member that still rested in his mouth. As he slowly slid his brother out of his mouth, he swirled his tongue a few more times for good measure, feeling his brother occasionally twitch. Content with the knowledge that his brother would return the favor later, Kaoru snuggled his head into Hikaru's chest, cuddling against him until they arrived home.
In an entirely different scene, Tamaki had just arrived at Kyoya's house, he had decided to go home and get changed before heading back out. Why did Kyoya turn on me like that earlier? I must have done something to upset him for him to betray me like that. He was just telling the truth, but Haruhi did not need to know I was a virgin. She probably thinks there is something wrong with me. Deciding he must know what had made his friend inform on him, as he knocked on the door. When the servant answered the door it was with a sense of familiarity, Tamaki visited his friend quite often, usually much to the Shadow King's displeasure. Walking directly to Kyoya's room, he opened the door to a dismaying scene. Kyoya was sprawled out on his bed, a girl straddling his waist, both were naked. His hands were on her hips, moving her up and down his erect cock; so well maybe the scene wasn't entirely different. The girl was facing away from him, but Kyoya could clearly see that Tamaki had entered the room, without a single facial change he subtly shook his head, indicating Tamaki should get the hell out. A step ahead of him, Tamaki was out the door and down the hall in a heartbeat. He still needed to speak to his friend so he decided to wait for a bit, although he was reeling from what he had just seen, in too much shock to even feel embarrassed. After about half an hour, during which Tamaki waited in Kyoya's living room, albeit nervously, both Kyoya and the girl exited his room. The Shadow King ignored Tamaki to instantly show the girl out of the house, saying goodbye to her at the door. When he came back in he immediately turned to his friend and motioned for him to follow him back to the bedroom.
"I am sorry I just walked in, I didn't know you were entertaining anyone." Tamaki said, worried that his friend would be angry for the disturbance.
"It's fine," was Kyoya's unruffled response, "I should have locked the door, at least she didn't see you."
"So, was that your girlfriend?" Tamaki asked, finally getting over the shock and now blushing wildly over what he had seen.
"No, I would have told you if I was dating someone," Kyoya responded.
"But you were having sex with her, Kyoya was she a prostitute?" Tamaki asked completely confused now, on top of all the other emotions racing around his head. Kyoya just sighed and set himself to the task of explaining the situation to his baffled friend.
"She is the daughter of someone my father is trying to make a business arrangement with, by having sex with her I am helping to ensure that my father gets the deal, since his daughter will now be trying to encourage her father, hoping to please me." Tamaki began to speak but Kyoya continued, "She is not from Japan, so I volunteered to show her around, took her to see the sights. I then invited her to my home, for the full cultural experience of course, eventually working my way to the bedroom. I will continue to see her, and be cordial until the contract is signed, at which point she will go back home to England and I will break off all contact with her."
"Kyoya, that's just wrong, to take advantage of a young lady like that," Tamaki asserted, getting quite mad at his friend for doing something like that.
"You are so naïve Tamaki, really, do you think this was her first time? I am almost positive she has done the same thing with countless men, and for the same reasons." Kyoya informed his pure hearted friend. Tamaki was in shock, why would anybody do something like that? Sex was supposed to be for people who were in love, or better yet, married.
"So, you've done this before? Why Kyoya, I know you said to secure a contract, but still?" Tamaki blustered, he had never heard of such a thing, maybe he really was naïve as his friend had said.
"I have been doing this for quite some time, since I was fifteen, and before me my brothers had the responsibility, never my sister though. My brothers are too old now; father is trying to find them suitable matches, so they can no longer be seen engaging in such behavior. I do it because it's something my father insists upon as my way of helping out the Ootori business." Kyoya said, quite detached from the whole situation. He had, long ago, accepted his lot in life; if he had refused his father would have disinherited him, or, even worse, made his sister participate, and that was something Kyoya could not be responsible for. His sister was the only one in his family who treated him with any love or respect.
Tamaki just looked at him with pity, not sure what he would do if his father ever pushed such a disgusting idea at him. He didn't feel disgusted with his friend, he had at first when he thought Kyoya had taken advantage of the girl, but it seemed to be something certain families expected of their children. At that moment, Tamaki had a small epiphany, perhaps, that was why Kyoya had been so fast to betray his secret. The more he thought about it, the more he was convinced; Kyoya didn't look at virginity as a negative, something to be ashamed of, but instead something amazing in such a fractured world. All of this occurred to him quite quickly, and Kyoya had things on his mind as well, so the silence went unnoticed.
"I think I'm going to go. You've left me with a lot to think about," Tamaki said, "I don't want you to think I am repulsed by your actions, in case you were wondering," Tamaki added as an afterthought. "If you ever just, you know, need to talk about it or whatever, I'm always here to listen. I'm just so thankful that my father never asked me to do something like that," he commented, hoping his friend would turn to him if he ever needed anything; Tamaki would do whatever it took for those he cared for.
"Thanks," Kyoya simply answered.
"No problem, that's what friends are for, right." Tamaki answered and gave his friend a hug goodbye; something that was not normal for them, but wanting to express his sincerity.
That night, Kyoya did something he had not done since he had accepted that whoring himself out for his father was something he had to do to protect his sister. Not since he had accepted his role as the third son, the one who would forever be a disappointment. He curled up in his bed and cried; mourning everything that was taken from him by his father and his brothers.
Well that sums up chapter 5, I am sure the main question I have left you with is, "who is Ayume?" Don't worry, it will be explained further in a flashback, although I have not decided when. Maybe I'll devote the next chapter to it, I'm not sure. I got some inspiration from The OHC by The Obsidian Angel; I hope that's ok. I had the idea for almost all of the basic character concepts that are used in my story before I read their's, although I had never planned on publishing anything. They do have a few similarities, but I guess that's why I fell in love with The Obsidian Angel's story, because it felt like she (he? don't wanna assume) could read my mind. The plots are entirely different though, just a couple similar character traits, that are more coincidence than anything, except for the aforementioned inspiration; I'm sorry if I was out of bounds in borrowing the concept.