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Chasing Cars	By : ProsperousPorcupine Category: +M to R > Ouran High Host Club Views: 7212 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: Originally, I thought of doing a Kyouya/Kaoru/OC [female] thing, but then I decided that the beginning of the chapter would not relate at all if I did it that way, so this chapter�s a yaoi. Oh dear, I REALLY don�t know how to write yaoi�<: / So the lemon will probably just be limey. I�m so SO sorry, but that�s the best I can do�<xD

It wasn�t the ringing of his cell phone announcing a new text message that woke Kaoru up - it was terrible sense of emptiness.

His amber eyes, identical to those of his twin, fluttered open. He sat up, aware of a feeling swirling around his mind, clouding his vision. It was as though something was being ripped apart from him.

Vaguely aware that his phone was ringing, he grabbed it mindlessly and flipped it open. �NEW MESSAGE FROM: Hikaru� the screen announced. His thumb hesitantly pushed down on the �read� button.

His eyes scanned the message once, twice, ten times. He couldn�t believe it - it was as though his horrible premonition had come true. He had no one to blame, of course, but himself. He had set this whole affair up - he had wanted this, craved for it, but now that it was here, he wanted it gone; he wanted to push it away, never to be seen again.

Was he crying? He didn�t know. He didn�t care. His world was shattered - she was like a rock thrown at the perfect glass pane of the twins� world, and without realizing it, she had shattered it. But is it a rock�s fault if it breaks a window? No, the blame is entirely upon the thrower of the rock. Who was that in this situation? It was he, Kaoru, he decided finally, knowing it was true. He had done this to himself.

His hand found its way on it�s own to his cheek, brushing away the falling tears. Hikaru, his mind pleaded, Hikaru, Hikaru, I need you.

But of course, he wouldn�t come.

Would he ever even come again?

His nose was running, and although he was lost in his own horrid thoughts, he grabbed a tissue. It was amazing how fast he could change his thoughts about something.

But had he ever NOT regretted setting up the two of them to be alone in the academy together? No, he knew he had at some point. Yes, he remembered now - lying there in Kyouya�s room, he hated himself for doing this. He wanted to run back and stay with them; he didn�t want to let Hikaru go.

Did Hikaru even care? The thought was chilling. No, he grimaced, no; he probably didn�t even care about how much he had hurt Kaoru by five little words in a text message. He was probably too caught up with Haruhi.

He knew this was far from healthy. The two of them would branch out and follow their own calling someday, he knew this. He didn�t want to accept it, but he knew it would happen someday. So why did his heart hurt so much?

He had known he would never be in love with his brother. He loved him dearly, yes, but IN love with him? No, he didn�t think so. Much as their actions at the Host Club suggested this, he knew that it would never happen. They both knew this. So why did he feel like he had lost the love of his life?

Because you�ve been together all your life, his head told him. It�s always just been you two. Joining the Host Club might have helped them come out of their shell a little, but in the end they still cared only about themselves. But Haruhi had changed that. She had been their best friend, and they treated her like a toy because of this.

He�d never expected Hikaru to realize he cared more for her without Kaoru�s help and insight. Perhaps parts of his feelings were rooted to this.

He wiped away his tears silently with his the back of his hand. He wasn�t angry for feeling sad like Hikaru might, and he laughed silently. Ever since that annoying Arai character had shown up, (for he too hated an old friend of Haruhi�s showing up suddenly) he had had a harder time understanding his brother�s thoughts and feelings. Though he had set up the date in an attempt to help Hikaru branch out, he was not expecting this outcome.

There was a knock at the door and he looked up, surprised. �C-come in!� He called, trying to steady his voice. The door opened and one of the many Hitachiin maids stood.

�Good morning, Kaoru-sama!� She chimed out. �You have a visitor.�

He let his mouth drop open momentarily before closing it again. �Eh? Who? Let them in.�

She smiled and nodded, than motioned someone inside. Kaoru�s mouth almost fell to the floor.

�KY-KY-KYOUYA?!?!�

Kyouya smiled sweetly. �Hello, Kaoru.� He turned towards the maid. �Thank you for showing me here.� She blushed and nodded, then closed the door and left.

Kaoru noticed a hardly noticeable change in Kyouya as soon as the door closed. It was as though he had been wearing a mask he could not breathe behind, and now it was lifted.

�What are you doing here?� He asked, still surprised and shaken by his sudden arrival.

Kyouya looked over at him from behind his glasses before replying. �I want to now how your little plan is working out.�

�Oh. That.�

�Is it not working?�

His heart hurt too much to go on, so in answer, Kaoru held up his cell phone with Hikaru�s text visible.

Kyouya read it aloud: ��I think I love her.� Ah, I see.�

He could tell Kaoru was hurt - possibly shaken - by this sudden change. The only problem now was that he would probably need someone to lean on for support, (AN: LEAN ON MEEEE��.WHEN YOU�RE NOT STROOOooNGGG�.lol.) and with no one around, he�d have to do it.

�Ah, Kaoru.� He started. Kaoru looked up at him, his mouth set in a sad little line. �What do you plan to do now?�

He regretted saying these words. Kaoru�s eyes instantly looked hurt, and he clutched his shirt tightly. �I�� His eyes started to shine. �I��

He flung his arms around Kyouya, sobbing into his shoulder. Kyouya let this happen, patting his back as he younger boy drenched his shoulder in his lonely tears. �I�I don�t know what to do!� He howled, his voice muffled by the shirt material. Kyouya�s mind raced - what could he do to make him feel better?

And then the answer hit him - it had been so obvious! Perhaps he should show a little �brotherly love� - but take it a step further.

�Kaoru,� He murmured, gently removing his face from his shoulder so he could stare the boy in the eyes. �How would you like to play brotherly love with me?�

Kaoru blinked up at him, surprised, then smiled a bit impishly and wiped away his tears. �Okay. I guess that�d make me feel better.�

Kyouya smiled back with just as much mischief adorning his grin. �Who do you want to play with?� He asked quietly, his hand reaching down and tracing small circles on Kaoru�s exposed inner thigh. �Y-you.� Kaoru stuttered.

Kyouya�s touch sent shivers down his spine - the feel of his cool fingers against his skin made him nervous, and surprisingly, slightly aroused. He knew he shouldn�t let this continue, but he was too into the moment to protest.

�Do you want me to stop?� Kyouya leaned forward and breathed into his ear, then flicked his tongue against the lobe. Kaoru flinched in delight and sighed. Kyouya felt himself harden at the noise, and he looked down to see Kaoru himself was pretty aroused as well.

�Kaoru,� He began again, slowly, his fingers barely brushing against Kaoru�s rod through the fabric of his boxers, �am I making you excited?�

Kaoru looked up, his face red and his eyes wide in surprise. �Y-you�� He began, than cried out as Kyouya�s finger brushed against his hardening member. �Yes!� He panted finally. �You�re making me very excited, Kyouya-sempai.�

He wanted to stop this - he really did - but Kyouya�s fingers were just too damn enticing! The second Kyouya stopped his pattern-tracing on Kaoru�s leg, his body thrust forward, wanting more. Kyouya looked down in surprise at the boys� sudden movement.

Kaoru repositioned himself quickly. �S-sorry,� He muttered nervously, ashamed for wanting more of this. True, he and his brother had done this sort of thing, but never for real. Whenever they did it, it was to attract girls at the host club. Kyouya, though, seemed to be taking it seriously, and perhaps this was why Kaoru was so turned on - how forbidden and wrong this seemed.

�My,� Kyouya commented, looking down at the bulge in the younger boy�s underwear, �I have made you excited. No reason,� His index and middle finger crawled up in a walking motion up Kaoru�s chest, narrowing the space between them, �to stop here.� Kyouya breathed, suddenly leaning down and closing the gap.

His eyes widened in shock the moment Kyouya�s lips pressed down firmly against his. He could do nothing but melt at the exhilarating feeling. His mouth lolled open and Kyouya took the chance, letting his tongue dart in to explore.

Kaoru leaned up in surprise, only deepening the kiss as Kyouya�s tongue raked across his teeth and gums and then receded back to where it came. Kyouya pulled away and wiped his mouth, still smiling as though there was nothing wrong with what had just transpired.

Kaoru was still dumbstruck, but he found his mouth watering for more of Kyouya�s skilled touch. He looked up at the older boy sitting across from him on the bed and willingly let his fingers reach down to his own cock.

Kyouya watched casually as Kaoru ran his fingers across his member through his boxers. His own cock twitched in pleasant surprise at the sudden gesture, getting all the more horny as Kaoru moaned quietly.

�It must not feel very good with your own hands,� Kyouya whispered, and he leapt forward and pushed Kaoru against the mattress, lips pressed firmly together, mouths open, tongues exploring each other. Kyouya�s free hand moved south, inching Kaoru�s boxers off. He moaned out loudly when Kyouya started stroking his member softly, delicately, with the utmost care.

He pushed the boy off of him, than sat cross-legged, Kyouya�s fingers still stroking his cock. �Ky-Kyouya�� He murmured, letting his hips buck forward, �p-please, go faster.�

He smiled and complied with ease, wrapping his cool hand around the boy�s hard, hot dick. He pumped up and down, fingertips grazing the flesh. Kaoru cried out, but Kyouya only sped up. �Ky-Ky-Ky�� Kaoru could not even get the full name out until he came at last, squirting sticky, white goo all over Kyouya�s tired hands.

Kaoru felt his face flush as Kyouya leaned in and kissed him with care upon his forehead. �I�ll be taking my leave now, but I hope we can get together again soon.� He said happily to him, standing up and waving. �I hope you feel better.�

And with that said, he opened the door and walked out. Kaoru frowned. Feel better? Why would he have to feel better?

And then he remembered his brother - he had forgotten him that quickly? He felt his heart tense slightly at the raw pain still fresh in his head now, but he brushed this off. He had Kyouya now. He and his brother would still be the most important thing in each other�s lives, so he understood now that he would learn to cope with Hikaru and Haruhi being together as long as he had Kyouya.

But would Hikaru and Haruhi even get together? It was still an unanswered question. He was sure things would work out, and if they didn�t�

Well, Hikaru could always cry on Kaoru�s shoulder.

He slipped his boxers back on and snuggled into his bed, pulling the sheets high up to his chin. A small, impish smile played on his lips for quite some time, even after he fell into a deep, calm slumber.

Ahahah. Sorry it was short and sorry it was only a jack-off. xD But I really wanna continue on with haruhi and hikaru, so im making this chapter short. Maybe when I finish the story ill redo this chapter, but for now its being left at this. Enjoy the limey-yaoi-ness. >3<
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