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Dreaming Reality	By : Twin_Mistress Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 3170 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2: Weird Encounters

Haruhi’s P.O.V

Haruhi woke up this morning to the sound of birds chirping outside her window. She leaned forward, pushed the cover off to her knees, and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands. She stood on her wobbly and unbalanced feet and stretched, letting out a quiet groan. She walked over to her window, that was letting out little amounts of sunshine through the cracks of the shades. She pulled the string and made the shades open all the way, letting the sunshine fill the room. The sudden light burned her eyes but she enjoyed the sudden warmth. She smiled as she watched the birds fly freely on the outside of her window. ‘I wonder what the host club is doing today?’ she thought to herself as she straightened and patted down her clothes. Her white tank top was wrinkled and stuck to her skin on one side and her white shorts were hugging her lower body parts tightly. It was rather uncomfortable. Apparently she likes to move around in her sleep a lot.

What a weird dream. She was kinda disappointed that it wasn’t Tamaki or Kyouya with her, doing things to her that she never imagined. But of all people, Hikaru? This confused her greatly. She put her finger to her lip and blushed slightly, remembering the events that occurred in the dream. His kiss was so sweet, his lips so soft, and his touch so gentle. He held her so close to him, she could hear his heart beat as she took in his sweet aroma.

His kiss, everything, had felt so real. She shook her head, trying to distract herself from the dream. What was she doing, she asked herself over and over again. She shouldn’t be thinking of Hikaru in this way! He was just a friend, right? Just a friend. She felt a tinge of disappointment at her thought. Then she remembered that she had to go fix breakfast. She threw that thought into the back of her head, waiting to be searched for another time. She casually walked out of her bedroom, down the hall, through the livingroom, and into the kitchen. A little piece of pink paper caught her eye. It was taped to the fridge. She blinked at the piece of paper and pulled it off the fridge to read what was written. She read:

"Good morning Haruhi dear! I’m sorry that I won’t be home until midnight. I was called in this morning for urgent business. Don’t wait up for me. Be careful and remember to lock up when you go to sleep. I love you Haruhi Dear!

~Love,

Daddy"

"Oh." she mumbled under her breath. She held her free hand to her abdomen as her stomach let out a huge growl. She wondered what there was to eat when she heard a knock at the door. Sighing deeply, she went to open the door, only to see two orange-haired devils standing in her doorway. They galloped past her with their everyday, big grin across their smooth faces. They stopped and stood in the living room when they heard what they thought sounded like a grunt and a sigh at once. They looked back to see a distraught Haruhi, looking at the ground with her hair in her face.

Sighing heavily, once again, from being disturbed by the matching nuisances that just bombarded through her front door. Slowly tilting her head upwards, she opened her eyes narrowly. What she found was a mischievously grinning Hikaru standing right in front of her. She quickly turned her head away, trying not to get lost into his golden eyes.

To her surprise, she felt warm arms slither around her waist, wrapping around her body. She knew it was Kaoru behind her but tried to look back nonetheless. She was stopped halfway by Hikaru placing his index finger on her left cheek, sliding her face towards him, bringing her attention back to the sexy object in front of her. Her breath caught in her throat as she was lost in the look of his gaze. His finger rubbed down the side of her cheek, stopping at her chin. He tugged at her chin once, tilting her head upwards, bringing it to where she was even more trapped in his erotic gaze. Such beautiful eyes. Beautiful golden eyes. She could feel the heat erupt as a blush crept across her face.

It seemed that their faces were inching closer and closer. She felt her blood start to boil as he started to move in closer to her. Caught up in the lock of his eyes, she blinked and slowly closed her eyes.

"Haruhi." he chimed as he took a single strand of hair between his fingers. She opened her eyes, confused as to what he was doing. He leaned forward and looked at the strand curiously. "You. . . have a piece of fuzz in your hair." he laughed.

"What?"

"Look!" He plucked, what was sure, a piece of gray fuzz. Probably from the gray fuzzy sweater she wore last night before changing and going to bed. He held it in front of him so she could examine it more. She stood, blinking at the tiny item and sighed, head falling, hair covering her eyes. What was she doing? Why did she have the sudden urge to-?

"What’s wrong Haruhi?"

She looked up at him and saw a mischievous grin on his face.

"What? Did you think that I was gonna kiss you or something?" he laughed.

She let her head drop once again and grunted. Of course, he was toying with her. The twins laughed at her in her current disfigure. Totally forgotten about his presence, Haruhi was startled when Kaoru tossed her into the air. Though it wasn’t the most graceful landing, she fell into his strong, careful arms, bridal style. She yelped at the sudden change of position. Kaoru smiled heartily and laughed.

He walked over to the couch in her livingroom. Haruhi had a distant look in her eyes, it was over, she had no hope. No way to get out of this sudden hell-hole. The two devils were in her home and there was no way of getting them out. Not without having to agree to one of their "games". Before she knew it, she was pinned down onto the couch. But not by a force in front of her but of one behind her. Kaoru had sat down in the middle of the couch with his arms clutching her around the waist. She was straddling his waist but the position didn’t seem to faze her. It was just Kaoru. She could trust him not to do anything. Hikaru, on the other hand, not so much.

She felt the breath being knocked out of her lungs as Hikaru plopped his bony butt on her lap. She gasped for air as he leaned back on her, making her rub against Kaoru. Haruhi groaned, what Kaoru most likely mistook for a moan. He blushed greatly at the noise and at this kind of contact with the one person he loved just as much as his brother.

"Hikaru. . ." she grunted, "Get off."

"I don’t know what you’re talking about Ha~ru~hi." he replied.

She tried shoving him off but failed as he only seemed to lean over in front of her, bringing her with him. She was leaning over, bent in front of Kaoru, on his lap, in really short shorts. He felt his face burn up and his heart quickened. He looked down to where she was sitting, her butt was sliding up against his lower abdomen, moving back and forth by her failing attempts of trying to push Hikaru off of her. He watched, biting his lower lip, as her backside moved in rhythms. They both were in the perfect position to- No! He had to stop thinking like that. But. . . what if he could just. . . touch her? His hand unconsciously started to inch closer to her as he wondered about this. He wanted to put his hands on her, to hold her hips as she moved back and forth. His fingers twitched, it was so tempting.

His thoughts were interrupted by Haruhi being pushed back with force. Kaoru moaned as she rubbed against his hardening member. She turned around to look at him with concern filling her eyes.

"Kaoru." she mumbled, also bringing Hikaru’s attention to his distraught brother. "Are you okay?" she asked worriedly, "Did I hurt you?"

"Uh no. . . I’m fine." he mumbled as he quickly looked away from her big, brown eyes and blushed.

"Are you sure you’re okay?" she practically shouted with concern. He nodded sheepishly. He jumped at the feeling of a cold hand on his forehead. He looked back up at her curiously.

"I don’t know about that Kaoru. You feel kind of warm."

"Hey Haruhi! I heard there was a storm coming! Maybe we should watch the news!" Hikaru chimed, successfully distracting Haruhi off the current subject.

"Oh. . . Maybe we should." she muttered.

Hikaru glanced back at Kaoru. He had a look in his eyes as if to say "thank you". Hikaru nodded and leaned forward to grab the t.v. remote off of the table in front of them and pressed the power button. When the small black box, that sat on another small table across the room, turned on, it was already on the weather channel.

‘She probably watches it often.’ Hikaru thought. They watched in silence as the days passed by on the screen with the different types of clouds under them.

Today: Light thunderstorms

Tomorrow: Slightly cloudy

Monday: Small showers

*Beep*

Hikaru turned the t.v. off and looked back at Haruhi, concerned. She had a look on her face that looked oddly like a mixture of worry, fear, uneasiness, and strange enough, a look of something related to determinedness. Hikaru glanced back up at Kaoru, who had a devilish grin on his face and looking right back at him. Hikaru cocked his head to the side in confusion. ‘What was that look for?’ he wondered.

It wasn’t until then that Hikaru noticed something wrapped around his waist. He looked down, dumbfounded and curious as to what it could be though there weren’t many options as to what it was. As to be assured, it was Haruhi’s arms wrapped tightly around his abdomen. Then he noticed something else, something even better than having her arms wrapped around him. Sometime within all that time, she had snuggled her head against his back. He held in a moan by the contact but his heart began to speed up as a blush crept on his cheeks. He calmed down slightly after taking a deep inhale through his nostrils and exhale out of his mouth. His muscles relaxed and he could feel her body shiver against his. He blinked at the blank screen across from them until his quiet daze came to an end when his twin cleared his throat behind the two, also successfully knocking Haruhi out of her daydream.

"O-oh. . . Yes. . . D-do you need something Kaoru?" She blinked back at him with a little bit of uncertainty to her crackling voice.

"Not really but if you don’t mind, I have to take my leave."

"Why?" Hikaru questioned.

"Because Mother has asked me to help her with her new designs." he smiled.

Hikaru got off of Haruhi, in turn, crawled off of Kaoru’s lap. Kaoru stood up from the couch and patted himself off, still smiling. "And I really shouldn’t delay the issue any longer." he said while exchanging glances between the two, Hikaru glowering at him while Haruhi looked dumbfounded, but he just laughed at their expressions.

"Tell Yuzaha-san I said ‘hi’, alright?" she asked, smiling now.

He blinked, gaping at her. "Of course." he said while smiling. But something was different with this smile. It was calm, tender, and caring. It wasn’t at all like the smiles Kaoru gave to his guests at the host club. It was a beautiful, natural looking smile. He closed his eyes and his everyday grin came back to his face and he placed his left hand on his hip and his right in her hair, ruffling it around.

"H-hey!" She protested but he just laughed. As he started to head towards the door, he stopped to hug Hikaru goodbye first. While embracing, Kaoru whispered into his brother’s ear, "Good luck Hikaru. Don’t screw this chance up." He winked at his confused brother and turned towards Haruhi and waved, "Goodbye Haru~hi."

"Goodbye Kaoru. Be careful going home."

"I will." He turned towards the door and walked away. Once on the other side of the front door, he closed it slowly until he heard a small click. He leaned his back onto the door and sighed deeply, then walked off to the black limo that they had arrived there in.

Hikaru stared blankly at the shut door that had just separated him from his brother. ‘What did he mean?’ Hikaru wondered. They stood in silence for about three minutes but it was soon broken from a loud rumbling noise coming from behind him. His ear twitched from the noise and curious as to what it was, he looked back to see Haruhi blushing slightly and looking down at the ground, holding her small stomach. His blank stare turned into a light smile and quickly grew into a laughter.

"You haven’t eaten anything this morning, have you, Haruhi?" he asked, walking over to her.

"No." Her stomach growled again, this time a little louder. This made him laugh even more which made her blushing cheeks grow even hotter. He saw her blush and couldn’t help the one that crept across his own cheeks.

"Oh shut up." she muttered, "I couldn’t exactly get something to eat with you and Kaoru bugging me as soon as I woke up." she glared at him but he just smirked in response until she said "bugging", as soon as she said that word he stepped back and held his knuckles to his mouth. His expression showed that he was hurt but she knew he was faking it. Her glower was interrupted by another loud growl from her empty stomach. A silence fell upon the livingroom for a few moments until Hikaru busted out laughing.

She frowned upon his childishness but couldn’t help but blush even more. He let a few more chuckles escape through his lips then he placed a hand on her uncombed hair and ruffled it around, smiling at her.

"So what do you want to eat?" he asked.

"I was thinking of heating up some left over fish and rice." she replied while walking over to her fridge. She put her hand on the door knov and slightly pulled it open. It was partly opened when Hikaru put his hand on Haruhi’s and shut it. He stood in front of it to block her from opening it again.

"Hikaru. What are you doing?" She blinked up at him.

"There’s no way I’m letting you eat that junk while I’m here." he inquired.

She narrowed her eyes at him. Junk? Had he forgotten that she was too poor to afford anything nice and expensive? "Fine then." She withdrew her hand and closed her eyes in frustration. "What do you suppose we eat then? I don’t have enough money to buy expensive food for you and your picky tastes."

"Really Haruhi!" Hikaru gasped. "I’m offended!" he said, his eyes teary. She glanced up at him and saw his expression turn into a mischievous grin. "I’m taking you out to eat." She blinked up at him, dumbfounded. "So get ready to go." he finished.

"Wha-" she began to question but was cut off by Hikaru dragging her across the livingroom towards her bedroom.

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