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Recover	By : ramblingrobin Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 11392 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don’t own Ouran and don’t make money off of my silly little fantasies.

Chapter List
- 1-Recover Ch 1
- 2-Recover Ch 2
- 3-Ch. 3
- 4-Recover Ch 4
- 5-Ch 5
- 6-Ch 6
- 7-Ch 7
- 8-Ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-Ch 10
- 11-Ch 11
- 12-Ch 12
- 13-Ch 13
- 14-Ch 14
- 15-Ch 15
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Recover

Ch 11

Haruhi decided that rich people had a few things right. One was the food. The other was their bathrooms.

“I wouldn't have taken you for the bubble-bath type, Senpai.” Haruhi teased as she stretched herself, toes peeking out of the steaming bubbles.

“Normally, I prefer a shower.” Kyoya replied. “But a bath sounded soothing for both of us.”

She liked how she could feel his voice vibrate in his chest where she was leaned against him.

“When I was little having bubbles in the tub was a big deal.” She rested her head back against him. “But then it was just a squirt of dish-soap, and it made my hair tangle. It was longer then.”

She smiled as Kyoya's arms came around her, curling under her breasts as he held her.

“I didn't care though. I loved the bubbles. I would give myself a bubble-beard and shave it off with a bar of soap that had gotten thin. Or I'd make bubble islands that would suffer terrible tsunamis.” She laid her arms over his, holding him to her. “But the bubbles never lasted long enough. They'd fizzle out. But these.” She lifted a foot topped with a small bubble-mountain. “These bubbles are amazing. They last forever. And they feel like lotion on my skin.”

Kyoya smiled and kissed the top of her head. “I'm glad you like them.”

They sat quietly in the warm water.

“Thank you, by the way.” Haruhi said after a while.

Kyoya had been thinking about some business dealings, his version of spacing-off. “Hmm? What for?”

“Well, for lots of things.” She blushed and ducked lower in the water. “But mostly for earlier. That was really nice. I'm sorry I kind of got weird after. It wasn't because I didn't like it.”

“Did you feel better after you got it all out?” Kyoya asked.

Haruhi nodded. “Yeah. Tons better. I don't feel all anxious. I mean, I know I'll probably get tense later. But right now I'm all good. I just wish I didn't have to get all loud and weepy to get there. And I wish you didn't have to see it.”

He shifted a little to squeeze her tighter. “I really don't mind, Haruhi. Seeing you cry certainly isn't my favorite thing, but I understand why it happens. And hopefully your anxiety will get better and then you won't need to get, how did you put it, loud and weepy to feel better.”

“Mm, I hope so.” She said quietly.

“But you enjoyed my desk?” Kyoya leaned his head back to rest on the tub's edge.

Haruhi grinned wickedly. “I did.”

“Anything in particular that you enjoyed?” He asked casually.

Haruhi felt her cheeks flame but she thought about it seriously. “The sound the cane made as it was going through the air was really something. I knew it was coming and the anticipation was a thrill. And when it hit it really wasn't terribly painful, but it was a shock. Maybe it would have hurt a lot more if I hadn't been so turned on.”

“How is it feeling now?” Kyoya asked.

“Just a little sore. I can feel it, but it's not bad.” She turned her head so she could look at him. “How about you?”

“I'm fine.” He responded.

She rolled onto her side, her wet body sliding easily against him. She rested her cheek against his shoulder and tucked herself comfortably to his chest. His arm automatically moving to hold her.

“One thing I really liked that surprised me was when you where pulling my hair and you slapped my ass.” She licked her lips and continued. “I don't know what happened but it really got a response. It was almost like I blew a fuse.” She chuckled. “I think if you just came up to me out of nowhere and did that, I would immediately lose all train of thought and turn into goo.”

His hand slid down to rest on her hip. “Should we try that sometime?”

Haruhi giggled. “Sure. But if I'm carrying something when you do, I'm sure to drop it. And as soon as I get my wits back I will probably jump you.”

“Duly noted.” Kyoya chuckled.

“About tomorrow, Kyoya-senpai...” Haruhi sat up to look at him. “Do you think it will be ok if I go stay with Mori-senpai and Honey-senpai?”

“Yes, they can keep you safe and give you a chance to work on self-defense.” Kyoya answered. “I do enjoy having you here, Haruhi.” He gently clasped her wrist and tugged her arm, showing her fair forearm still carrying angry red scratches from the knives she had been hiding up her sleeve. Kyoya kissed her arm and let Haruhi pull it back to herself. “But there is that. And Honey and Mori can help you with it.” He stroked her hair out of her eyes. “They may be able to help you in other ways, as well. And they want to do something for you, Haruhi.”

“What is that?” She asked quietly.

“Anything.” Kyoya said as he stroked her damp hair. “Seeing you and the twins hurt was bad, Haruhi. It hurt the others to see it. To know that if we could have just... if we'd just gotten there sooner...” Kyoya voice broke, he covered it by clearing his throat.

“Senpai?” Haruhi said hesitantly.

Kyoya paused, letting out a sigh. “Anyway, it would make them feel better if they could do something to help you.”

Haruhi nodded against his chest. “I think I'll go stay with them for a while then.”

“That will be fine. If something comes up, you are welcome to come back here and stay.” Kyoya gave her a quick squeeze and sat up. “Are you ready to get out? I think I'm turning into a prune.”

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Kyoya had finally gotten Haruhi out of the wonderful tub. She had dried off and was currently standing with her back to his full-length mirror, peeking over her shoulder. Her hand slid over the pink welts striping her bottom.

“Everything alright?” Kyoya asked as he buttoned his pants, then continued to towel-dry his hair.

Haruhi jumped slightly, startled. “Oh, yeah. I was just looking.”

Kyoya tossed the towel into a hamper. “And?”

“Oh,” Haruhi blushed. “I actually kind of like how it looks. I mean I wouldn't want it all the time. There's only one mark that's very dark. So, yeah, I kind of like it.”

Kyoya kissed the top of her head as he passed her and opened a drawer, pulling out two shirts. “Would you like a clean shirt to wear? It will be a little big.”

“Thanks, Senpai, that'd be great.” She turned away from the mirror, catching the shirt he tossed her. It was soft and fell above her knees when she put it on.

He put his own shirt on. “I'm afraid I don't have any clean underthings for you.”

Haruhi grinned. “That's fine. I think I will skip undies tonight anyway. My backside doesn't feel too bad, but I don't think I want cloth rubbing on it all night.”

“Are you ready for bed?” He asked.

Haruhi stifled a yawn. “Yeah.” She smirked. “You wore me out.”

“I'll walk with you back to your room and make sure you're settled.” He said as he held out a hand to her.

She took his hand hesitantly. “Oh, my room. I guess I thought... nevermind.”

Kyoya tugged her arm and wrapped her in his embrace. His mouth found hers, coaxing her lips open he deepened the kiss. When they finally came up for air her pulse was fast and her cheeks flushed.

“That's why I think you should sleep in your own room tonight. You need to sleep, and I have work to finish. Neither of those things will happen if I have you in my bed.” He stepped out of her arms and held her hand. “But I'll leave my door open. Even with yours shut, I'll still hear you if you call. Alright?”

Haruhi nodded. He was right. She wouldn't be able to keep her hands off him, stretched out next to her. He needed his rest too, and he probably had lots of work before he could get to bed.

Kyoya tucked her in and turned down the lights. She was dozing before he reached the door. He smiled softly as he locked her door and tucked the key in his pocket.

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