Some Kind of Falling

Things didn't change much between them, at least not in the clubroom. Haruhi still had to pretend to be a guy and Hikaru was still expected to climb all over his brother as part of their act. They didn't want things to change, or rather, they didn't want anyone to find out. Kaoru knew, Kyouya probably knew, but if anyone else found out, it would probably be a disaster. If Tamaki found out, well, he would never leave them alone. And if the others found out, they might accidently tell Tamaki. So, for the sake of peace, they decided to hide their feelings, well, at least in the clubroom.

Outside of the clubroom, well, they were free to stumble awkwardly though their growing relationship. Since their real first kiss, Hikaru didn't have the nerve to kiss her again. He wanted to, more than anything in the world, but the timing never felt right. Even though Haruhi was giving him very strong signals and leading him around on dates, the moment never really felt right in his mind. The sun was always in his eyes or the room was too crowed or something, always something. Weeks passed like this and after a while, it became routine. They grew apart, even as they held hands. It was all an act, it even got to the point where Hikaru was uncomfortable around Haruhi, even didn't want to be next to her.

Hikaru had no idea what was going on anymore. They were on a park bench on a beautiful day and he would rather be anywhere else. He was sitting next to a girl that he had said I love you to, and he couldn't even look her in the eyes anymore. Every smile he gave was fake, and after a while Haruhi noticed.

"Sempai, what's wrong?" Haruhi asked.

"I don't know." Hikaru's voice seemed distant.

"I know something's bothering you sempai. Why can't you tell me?" Haruhi asked, trying to break down the wall he had put up between them.

Silence fell painfully between them until Hikaru finally broke down, "I can't tell you because I don't know."

Haruhi reached out and placed a hand on Hikaru's chest. "I can feel you heart beating. So I know you're feeling something. Now tell me, why won't you look at me anymore, do you not like me?"

Panic shot though his mind, "No, I like you. I just don't know what to do."

Haruhi tilted her head, "What do you mean you don't know what to do?"

"I mean, I don't know what to do. I don't know if I can kiss you, I don't know if you want me to. I don't know what you want and I don't know how to ask you." I don't know anything anymore." His voice was shaking on the verge of tears.

Reaching her arms around him she whispered, "Sempai, you worrying too much, and that's not like you. If you want to kiss me, then kiss me. Just make sure I'm not eating something or talking to someone. And if you make a mistake, I'll let you know, it's as easy as that."

"Really?" Hikaru asked, perplexed by her simple response.

"Yes really." Haruhi answered with a smile.

Hikaru leaned over and kissed Haruhi softly. Looking to her eyes for any kind of rejection, Hikaru found nothing. So he pressed on, kissing her harder, letting his arms come up to her shoulders.

"See, wasn't that easy?" Haruhi asked as she took a second to catch her breath.

Nodding apologetically, Hikaru felt all his worries disappear. Leaning in again, he kissed her neck, causing her to giggle softly. The sound drove him wild, he kissed her again, lower, longer, feeling her body shiver as she laughed. It was the laugh he had fallen in love with. Stopping to glance at her laughing face, Hikaru starred intensity at her lips as they curled back in a smile. Her lips, her luscious lips, Hikaru leaned in and kissed her lips, taking her bottom lip between his and licking at it with his tongue. One of his nervous hands reached out to Haruhi's chest and felt a handful of soft flesh though the dense fabric of her school uniform.

In an instant, Haruhi reeled back, swatting his hand away, demanding, "What are you doing?"

Shocked at his own thoughtless actions, Hikaru panicked. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't know, it's just that you said that I... And I thought, I'm sorry."

Haruhi laughed, "Don't worry, I guess it was sort of my faAult. I just wasn't ready for something like that."

Holding his head in his hands, Hikaru sighed, "That's what I was talking about. I knew I'd do something to make you hate me."

Haruhi punched him lightly on the arm, "Sempai, I don't hate you, I just wasn't expecting that."

"So is it okay for me to..." Hikaru started but stopped when he saw Haruhi's eyes grow sharp.

"I don't think that's a good idea out in public, but I don't think that my dad is going to be home for a while..."


To be continued

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Author’s notes

I know that this was an extremely short chapter, but it works by itself and I really wanted to post it before I turned in for the night. Expect the rest tomorrow. Also a big thanks to megadeth425 for your fast response, it’s because of that, that I had the motivation to add this little snippet.

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