The adventures of Haruhi

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or the songs used within these fan fictions. I make no money off them and they are for entertainment only.


A/N: Okay okay OKAY!!! So Takashi and Kyouya are my favorites... happy now? Enjoy!

~Enjoy the Silence~

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Cant you understand
Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Enjoy the silence

Enjoy the Silence ~ Depeche Mode

He was flawless. His body moving in smooth, clean lines as he ran through his kata. Takashi Morinosuka.

Number one in kendo.

Silent. Strong. Powerful. Sweet. Drool worthy.

Yes, Haruhi thought, that summed him up nicely and still seemed lacking.

He paused, those dark eyes meeting hers across the distance. She blushed and looked down pulling at the grass that brushed against the edge of the blanket.

She missed the small smirk that graced his features as he resumed his routine.

“Haruhi” Honey said softly, his wide eyes on the sky, “It looks like it might rain.”

Haruhi lifted her own eyes and groaned. Sure enough the sky was getting darker and an ominous bank of clouds was rolling in.

“Not good”.

Honey smiled brightly, “Its ok Haru-chan” he said simply, “Takashi has a home not far from here. We can all go there since your home is far by car.”

The long day trip to the mountains had seemed like such a nice idea. Peace and quiet and best! No other host club members. At least not until tomorrow evening.

After that fiasco at the beach, Honey had agreed to teach karate to Haruhi. Self defense as he put it was something everyone needed to know.

The other members agreed and had left them blissfully alone today.

Honey had taken her through her paces and her arms ached from the perfect form he demanded.

Still. It was good to feel useful.

A far off peal of thunder sounded and she stiffened.

“Takashi! Lets go to your house before the rain comes.” Honey sang out sweetly, “Usa-chan doesn’t want to get wet.”

What a good friend, saving her feelings that way she thought.

Mori finished the stroke and nodded, “Ah.”

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After a long, luxurious meal, Haruhi was shown to her room. It was next to Mori’s. In case she got scared in the night, Honey told her.

Honey, being a sleep loving person had a room down the opposite wing.

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It was just after her bath that the storm hit full force. The lightening flashing so brightly that even with her eyes closed tightly she saw it. The thunder rattled the windows and boomed through the house.

Haruhi huddled in her bed for long minutes before her fear forced her up and across the room.

She reached for the door just as it opened. Takashi stood in the dimness, his bare chest like a beacon.

Takashi was barely prepared when she hurled herself against his chest.

His arms closed around her, lifting her easily and tucked her against him.

Without a word he turned and carried her back to his room. Quietly kicking the door shut with his foot.

“S…sorry” she panted against his neck, clinging tighter when the thunder struck again.

‘Words like violence
Break the silence’

“Nothing.” he told her, settling her in the wide expanse of his bed.

She felt him curl his larger body around her and she buried her face in the crook of his neck. Breathing in the cardamom, musk and green tea that was Takashi.

‘Come crashing in
Into my little world’

His large hands smoothed over her back, easing her shivering with firm, yet gently strokes.

Takashi thought her much like a skittish mare and in need of the soothing touch of her master.

Tonight, he would be that master.

‘Painful to me
Pierce right through me’

He lowered his head close to her ear, breathing softly against the pink whorl.

“M..Mori Senpai?” she whispered.

“Takashi” he murmured, that low rumble near her ear making her body heat.

‘Cant you understand
Oh my little girl’

She shivered against him and it had nothing to do with chill or fear, and he, knew it.

“Why were you watching so close today?” he asked her.

She was silent.

“You wish you learn Kendo?”

She shook her head, teeth grasping her lower lip.

“Then?”

What could she possibly say at this point? That she had been cataloging all his great attributes? That she thought he was without doubt the sexiest man she knew?

Somehow none of those seemed appropriate.

Besides he had Honey didn’t he? She’d seen first hand that he had turned a fan down for the diminutive heartbreaker.

“Just like to see” she finally mumbled.

“See?”

Why was he so damned talkative now? She longed to ask the question.

She sighed, feeling her face heat, “Coordination” she lied smoothly.

Takashi shifted and she found herself looking up at him. He met her stare with no readable expression, “Don’t lie”.

‘All I ever wanted’

She nearly flinched. What was it with this guy and his mind reading?

“I don’t know what to say” she finally admitted, giving up. Maybe he would just let is go and let her sleep.

“You like to see me” he said.

Well. No. Such. Luck.

Her cheeks burned and she let her eyes cut to the side while she mentally skewered him with his boken repeatedly.

His large hand pressed against her hot cheek drawing her attention back to him.

“Not true?”

She knew she couldn’t lie again. It was pointless wasn’t it.

“True” she grudgingly replied.

‘All I ever needed’

His long fingers cupped her small jaw, his thumb stroking over her bottom lip, making her feel hot and shivery at the same time.

“Taka..”

He silenced her with a kiss, a sweet kiss. A simple press of velvet lips, first the bottom, then top, then the corner.


‘Is here in my arms

He drew back to meet her eyes, reading her carefully. “Stay Haruhi” he said simply, “With me”.

And before she could respond his mouth was on hers again. This time hot and hungry and very carnal.

‘Words are very unnecessary

His head angled to seal their lips at the perfect angle, his tongue sliding against her plum bottom lip. Asking for entrance which she was powerless to deny.

That questing appendage slid between her lips and past her teeth, to flicker ever so softly against hers before retreating. Only to do it again. Coaxing her, teaching her.

‘They can only do harm’

Her eyes fell closed as her own tongue shyly whispered against his.

He growled then, his cupping hand pressing her head back against the pillows so that his kiss could take them both deeper.

‘Vows are spoken’


He was driving her mad.

His fingers stroking small circles on her extended throat, his tongue curling against hers, only to force it into submission before starting the chase again.

She felt his knee press between hers and mindlessly let him in. That hard knee cap wedged against the very heat of her. She moaned softly into his mouth and he drank the sound like wine.

His hand over her shoulder, pulling the neckline of her nightgown away so that his mouth could tease the flesh behind her ear and where shoulder and neck met.

‘To be broken’

She sighed at the touch, feeling the pinpricks of heat scorch her as his mouth moved. He nipped her and she cried out softly, even as his tongue soothed the small red mark.

Her small hands slid over his strong arms, to his shoulders and then buried themselves in his thick black hair and that was wild in a way he never seemed to be.

He grunted as her small nails massaged his scalp, and pressed a hot open mouthed kiss to her shoulder.

“Takashi..” she whispered and he felt himself harden almost painfully at the plaintive note of need in her voice.

‘Feelings are intense’

His hand slid from her throat, to the neckline of her thin nightgown. He fisted his hand in the thin cotton, and with one twist of his wrist, he deftly tore it from her. The seams giving way to his strength as she eeped softly in surprise.

He pressed a gentle, comforting kiss to her mouth then, dropping lower to press his bare chest against hers. She hissed at the contact of hot flesh against her cooler skin.

‘Words are trivial’

Takashi groaned at the feeling over her small, hard nipples pressed tightly to him. He buried his face in her throat, inhaling deeply of the soft powdered scent of her skin and the slight trace of orchid that lingered on her hair.

She cradled his head in her hands, one sliding to tease over his nape and he stiffened against her, letting her feel the hard length of him against her thigh.

Nipping and licking he tattooed her throat and shoulders with love bites working his way down to her small chest.

Haruhi moaned when he stroked his callused fingertips and palms over the small swells of her breasts. His fingertips, plucking and pulling on the rosebud peaks until she writhed beneath him.

Her eyes squeezed tightly shut as his feasted on her mounds, his teeth and tongue lashing the fleshy bits into pinpoints of white-hot sensation. Her fingers tugged at his hair, in a wordless bid for more.

Takashi slid one hand beneath her and the other down her stomach to tease her curls.

Her eyes snapped open and she would have arched off the bed if not for the anchoring weight of his arms. He pressed kisses to her stomach, his tongue dipping into her navel making her squirm with delight.

He nibbled his way across the cropped curls, and then his shoulders were wedging her thighs wide.

She tried to sit up and pull away but he merely shifted his weight and used her own against her.

‘Pleasures remain’


“Shhh. Let me.” he told her.

“But…!”

“You’ll like it” he promised.

When clever fingers slid down to her slit and effortlessly parted her for his seeking tongue she thought she might die.

The white waves of pleasure began to beat against her. Like the ocean. Heat flushing over her toes, making them curl. Heat sliding over her legs, branding her in each place they touched. Heat coiling in her stomach, her back growing stiff, her thighs trembling on his shoulders.

Takashi groaned at the taste of her, the tang and salt of woman and the musk of Haruhi alone. Her tiny hands wound themselves in his hair and he reached up to detach her from his locks.

He held both small wrists in one hand and ate at her once more.

‘So does the pain’

Her petals were drenched with his saliva and her own passion, Takashi nipping and sucking them to wring every ounce of flavor from her.

“Ahhh… ahhh Taka…..ahaaaaaa”

‘Words are meaningless’

His tongue swirled around her opening and then pressed deep, gauging her reactions and then danced upwards against to the center of her universe at the moment.

Slowly he slid one long, thick finger into her heat, his mouth never stopping on her pearl. Then a second finger. She keened his name, her hips arching into his hand and he very nearly palmed her letting her wriggle on his fingers.

“Takashi! Please…..I …..I…”

“What is it?”

‘And forgettable’

She opened her eyes to pant at him, “I need….oh gods I need!”

“Ah.”

He knew exactly what she needed and so he curled his fingers and nipped her pearl watching her fall apart beneath him. Felt her spasm around his thrusting fingers.

She moaned loudly with her first orgasm.

‘All I ever wanted’

Just when the waves of pleasure began to recede she felt a wet finger nudge her backside and slowly press just inside the tight ring of muscles.

Her head fell back, her spine arched and her mouth opened on a loud scream.

Takashi slid forward and swallowed the sound of her fresh orgasm. His fingers locked deep within both clenching orifices.

He withdrew slightly and slammed back into her, making her see stars as a third orgasm swept her away.

Takashi slid his hand free of her gently and shoved his thin pants down and kicked them away, returning to her heaving, panting form within seconds.

He settled his hips between her slim thighs and pressed inside of her as her orgasm slowly faded, leaving her utterly boneless and pliable.

His long, thick length meeting her cervix and he backed off, wanting only great pleasure for her. He watched her carefully in case his size proved to be too much for her.

But, she merely moaned in pleasure and dug her small nails into his backside urging him onward.

‘All I ever needed’

“Haruhi” he said then, pressing a kiss to her brow and he began to move.

She was like heaven he decided. A pulsing, hot, wet, tight, pink heaven.

The fat head of his sex plunging through the glistening folds and silken wetness to touch every niche of her body, to claim every part. Her body was constricting on him, trying to hold him inside of her as he moved.

It was torture, sweet, blissful torture. The sounds of wet flesh slapping rose around them, the scent of sweat and sex swirling in the fury of the storm, which neither seemed to notice now.

He lifted her thighs and draped them over his shoulders, moving slowly now, going deeper.

“Takashi!” she squeaked.

He paused in his fluid stroke, “Too much?”

She shook her head, “No, no! So good. Harder.. Please!”

He dropped her thighs then, reaching beneath her to cup her shoulder with one hand and thrust into her with force now, her small breasts bouncing against his chest.

‘Is here in my arms’

She wailed against his mouth and he lapped at her tongue, feeling her body quicken against his. Her whole frame shook and her heart thumped rapidly against the planes of his muscles.

He released her shoulder, and pinned her hands above her head, his thumb brushing against her palm as he withdrew to the tip and slammed into her, then slowly, ever so slowly pulled back. Repeating his attacks again and again.

His moans and grunts like hushed music to her ears.

His hand slid to press against her pearl one more time, “Come. Now.”

And she exploded with a ringing cry that he allowed lift to the night, “Takaaaashiiiiii!”

He bit her shoulder lightly, clutching her close as he too came in a wave of blinding heat and light.

His body jolting against hers as his release left his body and then he was tight against her, slowly becoming boneless.

He turned to his side, dragging her with him, tucking her head under his chin as they panted for air.

“Sleep my Haruhi”

‘Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm’