The Forked Path

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Chapter 5

*Beep beep beep beep* I banged the button on the infuriating device. “I swear the devil made that thing!” I opened my eyes and took a peek at my alarm clock. It was 10.00 a.m., still early since Kyouya would only be popping by around 11.30 a.m. before lunch. I turned to face away from the window and the sun’s intrusive rays to find Hikaru’s side of the bed empty. He must have gotten up before me as being Sunday always meant a scrumptious breakfast selection at the table and Hikaru would never miss the chance to indulge himself heavily on a day like this. I on the other hand had only one thing on my mind now and that was, “What the fuck am I going to wear?” It was stupid to concern myself with something petty like this, especially when there was an even bigger problem arriving at 11.30 a.m. on our doorstep. Nonetheless, I couldn’t help but feel that the least I could do was to make the date a pleasant one. After all, this was my first date and even if it wasn’t a date with the love of my life, I still didn’t want my memories stained with something I never ever wanted to remember again.

I got out of bed sluggishly and proceeded with the daily ritual of brushing my teeth and taking a cold shower. With a towel wrapped around my waist, I approached our huge automated walk-in wardrobe and started randomly pressing buttons on the touch screen to browse through our immense closet. “Green, no, red? Nah, I feel like..” I selected a pair of blue jeans and a black long sleeved shirt made out of Indian linen. Pressing the ‘send’ button, the closet rotated to the right sector, allowing me to pick the selected items out easily. “Now, this is something invented by the Gods!” I put on the selected shirt and jeans and proceeded to check myself out in the mirror.

The shirt looked quite regal as it had intricate patterns sewn in black thread surrounding the collar. Aiming to be subtly sexy, I purposefully chose this shirt as the collar comprised of a slit that opened till halfway down my chest, not to mention the material was thin and just slightly see through. This was definitely one of the best ways to achieve just that. Wiping some gel through my hair and whipping it into shape, a final glance in the mirror told me I was ready to go. Looking good for my first date would definitely be the first step towards achieving the result I wished for. At least, if nothing went right, I could console myself by thinking about how good I looked.

Suddenly, it dawned upon me that Hikaru could be wearing the same thing and he’d look mouth wateringly hot, just like this! My mind turned wild as it began imagining that the person in the mirror was Hikaru and not me. Images of running my hands underneath that shirt to feel the skin and his chest started invading my brain causing a severe erection to build up in my jeans. I lifted my hand to touch myself and to cup the erection, massaging it, feeling the fabric brush against the heated skin of my swollen cock. Suddenly looking at the mirror I felt as if I was no longer looking at myself. The image unzipped my pants and wrapped a hand around my erection, giving it a long slow stroke. I sunk to my knees at the sensation and pumped it slowly at first and ran another hand up into my shirt to massage a nipple. “Mmf…” Closing my eyes, I muffled a moan and continue to jerk myself. I could feel the delicious pool building up in my lower abdomen as I moved my hand in firm rhythmic strokes, faster, harder. Finally, my world ceased around me as my body convulsed in ecstasy, spilling my cum on my hands and my pants. Slowly, I opened my eyes to assess the mess I had just made. To my shock and horror, a second image was standing behind me staring at me.

“Ahh!” I turned around and found Hikaru looking at me.

“My, my, so you’re that turned on with Kyouya coming over huh.” My face flushed a furious red and I ran got up and ran into the bathroom to wash up. That wasn’t the first time he’d caught me masturbating but of course the amount of embarrassment the situation caused was always the same. “Hmm, that’s your outfit? Looks like you’re really aiming for the kill.” I heard him state.

Emerging from the bathroom, I blushed slightly and turned to face the mirror once again to examine myself and to avoid him seeing the light tinge of pink in my cheeks.

“I do want to at least look presentable on my first date, just to keep the memory healthy.” I replied dryly.

“I guess that’s what I should be wearing then.”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“I see you’ve forgotten our plot. Remember? I’m supposed to look like you and go downstairs to greet him to see if he thinks I’m you.”

“Oh, that. Suit yourself. You know there’s two of everything in there.”

“Really? I was beginning to think that it was a top you bought especially for this occasion from yesterday’s shopping spree since it looks like you took real great care in selecting what you’re wearing today.”

“No, of course not! Why would I want to waste my time doing that? And it only took me 30 minutes to pick this.”

“Well, it seems to me like you put in a lot more effort than that.” Hikaru winked at me and then proceeded to casually press some buttons on our wardrobe kiosk trying to select the outfit that I had just put on.

“I had better get to breakfast. He’ll be around in about 30 minutes. So if you wanna catch him, better hurry.”

I left Hikaru to dress himself up whilst I headed into the dining hall. Although it was too late to have breakfast, I didn’t want to stay any longer than I had to in that room fearing that I would lose control again if I saw him looking like this. Upon reaching the dining hall, I finished my breakfast with one cup of coffee and a bread roll. I wasn’t feeling hungry as I had lost all my appetite worrying about the various possible outcomes that could surface from today’s events. But before I had time to let a cloud develop over my head, I heard the butlers greeting to announce Kyouya’s arrival at our mansion. I crept towards the entrance of the dining hall. Slowly, I peeked out careful not to attract anyone’s attention. Ensuring that I kept myself well hidden, I waited for Hikaru to arrive at the bottom of our grand staircase. Kyouya was already standing there waiting and looking absolutely relaxed wearing a pair of hip cargo khaki slacks and a slightly tight white T-shirt with a simple print design of different colored blue squares on the front. It wasn’t hard to see that he picked his top carefully as well making sure his well-toned physique was clearly visible. Although he had a slender frame, he was still muscular and with what he had on today, it was easy to see why all the girls wanted a piece of the ice block.

As each second passed, I became more anxious, waiting to see the expression from Kyouya’s face and his reaction as a result of Hikaru’s attack. I recalled the times when we played these tricks on the girls in middle school and how it hurt not to be identified. I was hopeful that Kyouya might not fall into our trap. But I couldn’t help wonder whether he’d just be guessing and even if he knew, would he be sure enough to stand by his decision having Hikaru tell him that he was wrong. When I was just about to burst with anticipation, Hikaru came strolling down the stairs, careful to be slightly more polished in his steps, the way I would normally descend.

“Kyouya, Ohio.”

“Ohio Hikaru, where’s your brother? Still dressing himself?”

“Oh-my-God. He didn’t even have time to pull the trick? He didn’t even flinch!”

“What are you talking about Kyouya? Its me!” Hikaru confidently acted out. His acting was so good that even I could’ve been fooled.

“Hikaru, you should understand that its Kaoru and not you that I’m interested in and I definitely don’t have time to play these games. If this is Kaoru’s way of saying he’s not interested in coming out today then I guess I have no choice but to turn around. If not, then I’d ask for you to call for him, please.”
Kyouya bowed his head. I was shocked. I had never seen Kyouya closer to the point of begging than this. I rushed out to greet him.

“Sorry about that Kyouya, good morning. I was just having my breakfast and I was telling Hikaru about our date today. He just wanted to pull a fast one to see if you could really tell it was me.”

“Being cheeky early today, I see. Well, no harm done. Kaoru, you ready to go?”

“Sure.”

We started towards the main entrance but remembering I hadn’t wished Hikaru a goodbye, I turned to do so only to see his back
disappearing upstairs as he ran towards our room. That left me deeply puzzled as a glimpse of his expression told me that he seemed upset. What was he so upset about? I thought that he would be happy about someone else being able to tell the both of us apart. What was so bad about Kyouya being able to do so?

“Kaoru? Did you forget something?”

“No Kyouya, I’m good to go.” I smiled at Kyouya and ignored the gnawing sensation in my heart.

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The place for lunch that Kyouya had picked was a new Sushi restaurant opened on one of the top floors in the heart of town. The restaurant was designed in such a way that each table had its own portion of the view of the city. Kyouya, with his impeccable taste and principals of always achieving the best, booked us one of the private rooms for two, which had the view of the bay and river. The room was very traditionally set, meaning that we both had to sit on the floor for our meals, which was something that I guess most of us rarely experienced, having mainly western influence in our upbringing. Conversation during our lunch was kept very short most of the time as I was still highly uncomfortable with the situation. Needless to say, we conversed in the usual likes and dislikes, people we knew, our family history and everything and anything that was considered boring.

Halfway through our lunch, Kyouya paused to buzz one of the waiters who returned with a small monitor, the kind that were used on security surveillance services. Since Kyouya belonged to a family who practically owned the city’s entire security network, it didn’t come as too much of a surprise to see him ask for something like that until,

“I have something interesting to show you. Promise to just watch and listen?”

“No! Not another god damn trap? What is it this time? Maybe its porn. Crap! Just say yes.”

“Err… okay, I promise.” “Oh god, what is it? Please let it not be something shitty!”

“Here goes, they should be in the middle of it by now.”

“Who?”

Kyouya switched on the monitor and the screen flickered and cleared to reveal Haruhi and Tamaki in a room similar to ours.

“You did not!”

“I did. Shh, just watch and listen.”

“Are they here? Now?”

“Yes, listen.”

“Haruhi, so why did you ask me out for lunch?”

“She asked him? But…”

“Well, Tamaki, first I should apologize cause its not what you think.”

“What do you mean?”

“I asked you out not as a lover but a good friend, as someone I could turn to for help.”

“Haruhi, you’re rejecting me before I ask you out?”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t see you as anything more than a brother and friend. But trust me when I say I still love you, just not in the way you want me to.”

“Haruhi, I..”

“Please let me finish. And as my best friend and the brother I never had, I didn’t know who else to turn to about this but you. You always say that we’re a club that helps women achieve their desires but, could you help me out with mine?”

“Seriously, I, don’t know what you’re asking for Haruhi but what do you expect me to do now that you’ve asked me out, got me thinking that you wanted things to progress further only to find that you need me to help you with something else?”

“I don’t mean to make it seem as if I’m using you but really, I don’t know who else to go to.”

“Why don’t you just go to those fucked-up classmates of yours, they seem pretty helpful.”

“Woah, Tamaki’s pissed alright.”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Cause, I’m in love with Hikaru.”

There was a pause.

“You’ve hurt me Haruhi so how do you expect me to help you like that?”

“Please, Tamaki. I can’t do this alone anymore. I can’t live life on my own strengths alone and I know that now.”
Tamaki stayed silent.

“Please…”

“I am angry you know…”

“Please?”
Haruhi began crying softly, Tamaki passed her his handkerchief.

“Damn it. You know, I’m a sucker for crybabies.”
Haruhi looked up, her eyes widened and she hugged Tamaki, thanking him profusely.

I sat there, speechless, dumbfounded and utterly mortified. I had never felt so confused in my life. Did Hikaru lie? Why would he lie? I had so many thoughts coming into my head at once that I didn’t know which one to choose to ponder about. I began feeling slightly dizzy and stayed silent. It wasn’t until Kyouya switched of the monitor with a click did my bullet train of thoughts come to a halt.

Kyouya sighed. “Well, so much for hoping that those two would patch up.”

“You ass hole. Why the hell did you show me that? What the fuck are you planning and what’s the point of me knowing that Haruhi’s in love with Hikaru? How does it help me to know that?”

“Calm down.”

“I won’t calm down. How do you expect me to calm down after seeing that? Not to mention now Tamaki wants to help her out.”

“Kaoru, I’ll explain later but not here.”

“No I’m not going anywhere with you not until we sort this out and you tell me what your bloody scheme is all about.”

“Kaoru, seriously. I can’t explain this here for two reasons. A) being that we need to pay and get out of here before they see us and B) seeing that really hurt me too so could you just humor me a little for now and play along?” That took me by a surprise totally knocking the wind out of me. Defeated once again, I gave in and took another sip of my green tea. Kyouya paid for the bill and we both left the restaurant.

TBC