Chasing Cars

AN: The story is titled 'Chasing Cars' because my influence for this story was the song 'Chasing Cars' by Snow Patrol. Somehow, it seemed to fit the couple. If you haven't heard it, listen to it. You'll see what I mean. ^^ also, in this story, Ouran is more of a boarding school. I don't know for sure if every day they go home or if they spend the night in their own rooms at the academy and go home on the weekends, so I just made it like a regular boarding school where they go home on the weekends. please don't criticize me for this.

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How should he begin?

“Ha-…”

He swallowed dryly.

She looked up at him with those huge brown orbs of hers, and he felt the blood creep to his cheeks slowly, teasing him. “Uh-uhm….”

What was he so afraid of anyway? Even if he got rejected, he’d still tease her about it. She wouldn’t treat him any differently knowing he was in love with her. She wasn’t like that.

She cocked her head. “Hikaru?” She asked, barely audible. Her tone made him flush noticeably, so he got up quickly and rushed to the bathroom.

He sat down on the toilet seat. Without even knowing it, she was making this so much harder for him! He couldn’t do it now, he had no support…

His phone vibrated in his pocket, and, surprised, he got it out. ‘NEW TEXT MESSAGE FROM kaoru’ the screen read. He opened the message to find four words.

‘I believe in you’

He swallowed the lump forming in his throat. Dammit, why was he so emotional?! So his brother cared for him. It was nothing to cry over. Even so, the words gave him new hope.

“Damn…” He cursed, lifting himself up off of the toilet seat, hastily brushing his eyes with the back of his sleeve, and exiting the bathroom.

“Hikaru? What’s wrong?” He heard Haruhi jump up and run over to him.

“Ah…nothing.” He smiled and placed a hand on her head to steady her - and himself.

“Haruhi,” He asked, doing his best to keep his voice from cracking, “what would…” His gaze met hers, and she looked away, blushing.

“H-Hikaru?” It was as though she knew he had something important to say.

“What would you think if I told you I was falling madly in love with you?”

He heard her breath hitch in her throat, and he instantly wanted to take those words back and shove them right back down his throat. His face burned, his hands were sweating, but he kept his composure.

Haruhi looked up, down, anywhere but him. Where could she look? Her face was red she knew, and he’d notice. Sure her forehead would start to glisten from sweat, she held her hands up in front of her face.

“H-Haruhi, did I…do something wrong?” Hikaru asked, alarmed. His hands met hers and pulled them down.

She smiled shyly at him and finally let her gaze fix on his. “I think…” She started quietly, so he had to lean down to hear her, “I think I would say I feel the same way about Hikaru.”

His eyes widened, and she instantly looked away again. His hands held hers loosely, but she didn’t pull them away.

“If that’s true, I’d like to kiss you, then.” Hikaru stated defiantly. She looked up, surprised, but his lips were already pressing down on hers lightly.

Her eyes fluttered open and closed, open and closed. What was she supposed to do?! She’d never done this before, or watched anything liked this. Confused, she tried the only move she could think up. She leaned forward as well, pressing her lips harder against his.

His mouth opened slightly and his tongue, like a snake, slithered out and licked her lips. Her lips remained firmly closed, but a quick push on her lips caused her to moan out and he saw his chance, letting his tongue dart into her mouth.

She hoped she was doing this right; was she supposed to let his tongue into her mouth like that? She could feel it run along her teeth and gums, and lightly flick over her own tongue. It was an exhilarating feeling, this kiss.

He pulled away slightly before pressing his lips against hers again, causing her to gasp. Abruptly, she turned her head. “S-sorry,” She muttered nervously, her face fixated on the carpet. “I…was surprised.” Hikaru laughed and grabbed her hand.

“Was that okay?” She asked breathlessly, watching his happy eyes dart from his hand to hers, as though there was nothing better than having their hands linked together. “Was it...appropriate?”

“Appropriate?!” Hikaru guffawed, covering his stomach and rolling over in laughter. Haruhi watched him curiously, a bit embarrassed. Finally, he sat up and continued: “Of course it’s appropriate. A kiss at our age isn’t anything bad, Haruhi.” He leaned down and kissed her cheek. As he pulled away, her hand flew up to touch the spot.

For some reason, she felt awkward - before, she would have been talking happily with Hikaru, but now, a strange sense of shyness overtook her emotions, and she felt she could do nothing but let her hand drop to her side and let Hikaru hold her hand.

Not that she didn’t like that! She had been wondering for a while whether Hikaru’s flirting actions were real or just an excuse to make Tamaki jealous. Every time she thought of this, her face would flush and she’d quickly deny the feeling that made her heart beat curiously faster.

“Haruhi,” Hikaru said hesitantly, noticing the blank expression on her face, “if…if you don’t like this, it’s okay.”

Haruhi’s eyes widened considerably, and her face grew hot again. “N-no! Hikaru, I really do like you, but…” Again, that strange shy feeling came over her and she looked away. “…but I don’t know what to do.”

She felt Hikaru’s grip on her hand become firm again, reassured she was okay with the whole situation. “If you don’t know what to do, it’s okay. I don’t really know either, but that’s fine. We’ll figure it out, as long as we’re together.”

To her surprise, she found herself crying. But at his words ‘together,’ she felt like her heart would burst, and instead of that the tears came rolling. “I-I’m sorry,” She apologized quickly, burying her face in her hands, “but, hearing Hikaru say that is s-such a big relief!”

He was a bit taken aback at how uncharacteristically she was being - he’d never gotten the notion that Haruhi cared all that much for relationships, let alone love. Now, it was as though the lid she’d kept on her feelings for everything other than school were pouring out. Somehow he felt this left her vulnerable, and if he tried to do anything now, he’d feel he was taking advantage of her.

“I’m glad,” Hikaru said smoothly, pulling her hands away from his face and pulling her into his arms, “you feel so strongly for this. It’s unlike you, Haruhi.”

She closed her eyes and breathed out deeply. “I guess it’s because I finally admitted it. I finally admitted I like you - not only to you, but to myself, also. It was sort of a breakthrough.” She smiled and twisted around so her face was inches from his.

Suddenly, his lips crashed upon hers again, each trying to get deeper into the kiss. Haruhi opened her mouth willingly to let Hikaru in, but strangely he pulled away. “Hikaru?” Haruhi asked anxiously, “What’s wrong?”

“Right…” He murmured, “This isn’t right…”

Haruhi blinked questioningly. “But you said it was.”

He turned around and laughed shortly. “Haruhi, I mean…” He rubbed his chin and cocked his head, “I mean, taking advantage of you. It’s not right.”

“Hikaru, you’re not taking advantage of me.”

Hikaru said nothing.

“If you think I’m only letting you do this because you want to, you’re wrong. I’ve…I’ve felt so warmly about you for so long, Hikaru, and now admitting it makes me happy. I don’t want you to not do this.” She put a hand on his shoulder. “Please.”

Hikaru turned around slowly, taking her hand again in the process. “And what does that mean?” He asked suspiciously, an impish grin forming across his face, “’felt so warmly about you?’ Hmm? Care to explain?”

Haruhi blushed and tried to pull away, but his grip on hers was too strong. “It…I…” She stuttered, pulling her hands away unsuccessfully.

“Naughty, naughty, Haruhiiii!” Hikaru mocked.

“It’s not like thaaat!” She cried, suddenly realizing he was teasing her. She stopped for a moment, than burst out laughing.

Hikaru’s teasing expression softened for a moment, and he pulled her in for another kiss, which she gladly accepted. But this time it was not passionate, a she had expected - more than an emotion of lust, it was an emotion of love. The way his thumbs slowly caressed he hands mixed with the way he kept a steady push on her lips sent shivers down her spine - he loved her, he truly, deeply, loved her. She was so happy she felt as light as air.

Gingerly, his right hand slowly dropped hers and along the way to her face, his pinky accidentally swept across her right nipple through her shirt. She gasped loudly and pulled away for a second.

“Sorry, sorry!” Hikaru apologized quickly, grabbing her hands again firmly. She looked away and continued to breathe in and out quite loudly. “It’s okay, I just…”

It was then Hikaru knew she’d never been touched like this before. He knew he was her first - that was obvious - but to ever touch her like this? He thought there’d been at least one else. He felt quite proud, actually, knowing he was first.

Did he want to do more? Yes, he decided.

Did she? He didn’t know. And he certainly wasn’t going to force her.

“Haruhi…” He started, unsure of what to ask. ‘Hey, wanna fuck?’ seemed so unlike what he’d ask in this sort of situation. He didn’t want to play the whole ‘Do you love me?’ card, because that was taking advantage of her. No, the way he asked shouldn’t be something so quick and have no meaning. These past days with her had caused something inside of them to blossom beautifully - not quickly, but slowly. He felt that was how he’d ask her. The question was, how.

She met his eyes hesitantly and smiled.

“I love you.”

“I know, Hikaru.”

“I’m not sure how to ask…”

She squeezed his hand and laid her head on his chest, listening to the soothing rhythm of his heart - how it sped up as soon as her head felt his chest. “If you don’t know how to ask,” She sighed, completely intoxicated by his smell, “then don’t.”

His heartbeat stopped, sped up. In the blink of an eye.

He was about to ask what she meant, but she was already unbuttoning his shirt. She really had no idea whatsoever of what she was doing - she thought getting naked was the first step towards what he wanted.

He gently pulled her hands away. “Haruhi, wait.” She was being awfully forward, and he wondered if part of this was fear he would leave her if she didn’t agree to this. “Haruhi, this isn’t something to be taken lightly. It hurts for a girl. You know that right? I do have a condom, but what if it breaks? What if you get pregnant? How would we deal with that? Haruhi, before you do this for my sake, think about it. Is this really what you want?”

He saw no hesitation in her eyes as he said this, and this surprised him. What did she think she was doing? It’s not like she’d ever done this before - she didn’t know what she was doing, he was pretty sure she didn’t even fathom masturbating…so why was she so eager to do this?

“Hikaru,” She said, her eyes tearing away from his and fixating on the ground, “I really don’t know what I’m doing. I know it’s a big choice, but…” She looked up at him, her eyes bright and happy, “I love you. I’m not doing this because you want to, but…I…I want to, also. I know it makes me sound like a pervert, but…”

He took her face into his hands and kissed her lightly on the lips before breaking in. “This is sappy, Haruhi. You’re causing cavities from how sugary-sweet you’re being.” For a moment, he saw anger flash in her eyes. “That’s not a bad thing,” he added quickly, “it makes a wonderful story to tell our children - edited, of course.”

She blinked in confusion.

“We should maybe stop talking and…and cut to the chase.” He added hesitantly. Maybe now he was the one being too forward, but did that really matter? No matter how long this would drag out, it would all end the same.

This time, he didn’t stop her from unbuttoning his shirt, and he rather liked the surprised and blushing face she wore while gazing at his chest. She ran her fingers across his mid-section, leaving goose bumps in their wake. “It’s pretty,” She breathed.

He watched in amazement as she pulled her shirt over her head with no hesitation at all, leaving her chest bare except for her basic, pink bra. “No way,” He smiled, reaching forward and snapping the bra strap lightly so it would not hurt her, “Pink is so girly. Haruhi, you’re so girly, after all.” She giggled nervously and reached around back to unhook it.

He closed his eyes. Haruhi’s breasts…they were like a sacred thing in the Host Club - no one was ever supposed to see them. And yet, here he was, watching her willingly undress in front of him.

“Hikaru,” She muttered nervously. Much as she had hated being seen naked, she didn’t want Hikaru to reject looking at her body, imperfect and undeveloped as she knew it was. He opened his eyes hesitantly and couldn’t help ushering a short, quiet gasp.

They weren’t very big, but they weren’t as small as her uniform shirt made them out to be. He hastily looked them over, wanting a perfect photograph in his mind of this for when he got bored in class. Seeing his eyes flit around like that, she nervously covered them up with her arms. “They’re not pretty, I know…” She muttered again shakily.

Hikaru leaned down to smell them between her arms. “Haruhi, they’re perfect. I’d never ask for anything different.” At his words, she let her arms drop and he leaned in closer, taking one in his mouth.

Taken completely by surprise, she cried out at the warm contact. He didn’t seem to respond, only flicked his tongue across the nipple, causing her to hiss out in pleasure. This was strange - she’d never experienced anything like this, never thought about anything like this, but here she was, letting him do so. She knew this wasn’t like her, but she didn’t care anymore.

While his mouth worked on the right breast, his hand reached up to rub the left. Hearing Haruhi’s cries of pleasure weren’t a sign of stopping - in fact, they were rallying him on.

Finally, he pulled away, his attack on her breast finished. He noticed her panting, her face red and glistening, and he couldn’t help but laugh. “H-Hikaru…” She gasped, “you’re…talented.”

He kissed her on the cheek, wanting to leave her mouth open so she’d be able to breathe. “This night’s about you, Haruhi.” He whispered into her ear. “Don’t worry about pleasuring me - let me do everything.”

Her breathing sped up a bit - only about 30 notches.

Picking her up, he set her on the bed in lying position. She was still gasping for air like a fish out of water, but he kissed her on the lips again anyway, than slid down to remove her P.E. shorts.

Although he acted like he was cool, forward, and unhesitant about this, he wasn’t. In fact, he was doing that for her sake - he knew she wanted, especially after his demonstration on her chest, but he wasn’t sure if she’d be able to bring herself to do it. She’d feel guilty, and that was the last thing he wanted. He knew exactly what he had in mind for her, but would he be able to do it? The guilt would come, he knew. The guilt of deflowering such a…

“Hikaru,” Haruhi panted, “don’t hesitate.”

She really was amazing. He thought he’d been masking his doubts pretty well.

But all guilt left him at her words, so he grabbed the waistband of her shorts and pulled them off, tossing them near her bra and his shirt. All that was left now on her was her panties, and these he couldn’t bear to take off. Somehow, though, he managed to find the courage and he hastily ripped them off as well, not caring where they landed.

Hikaru gazed at her bare womanhood incredulously. He could see it glistening from the lamp light, which meant she’d be ready for him now. But before he did that, he decided he’d give her something else. Whether or not he was just stalling, he didn’t know.

He leaned down and breathed her in - a mixture of Haruhi and a strange sense of orange - a smell he’d remember forever. Curiously, he propped her wet folds open with his tongue, and she gasped.

He stopped a moment, savoring the salty-sweet flavor upon his tongue.

Again, his tongue probed her slick entrance, taking care to swipe them with a long stroke of his tongue before he probed deeper inside. She moaned his name, and he couldn’t help but want to keep going with her “encouragement.”

Deeper and deeper his tongue invaded her most precious spot, and more than once he felt her fingers twitched across his hair, wanting so badly to push him farther in. Haruhi restrained herself however, and fell on her back, letting him prop her legs more open.

He knew what he was looking for, and it took him a couple of long tongue strokes inside of her (causing much gasping and moaning from above him) to finally feel the round, hard orb he’d been searching for.

He lightly pushed his tongue up against her clit and was pleased to see Haruhi tense and hear her moan. Again he felt her fingers across his hair, yearning to push his head down. Finally, she did, but so lightly that she felt hardly any difference in his movements.

Again and again he lapped and teased her nub, watching from beneath his lashes in amusement as she grew more and more feverish and squirmed more. “H-Hikaru!” She finally came, crying his name. Eagerly, he lapped up her juices, but some managed to get on the sheets despite his best efforts.

“Haruhi,” He said, sitting up and gazing into her glazed over eyes, probably from it being her first orgasm. She sat up as well, with a bit difficulty. “Yes?” She breathed, knowing it was coming. More than anything, she wanted this. So she and Hikaru could be happy together. But, she was afraid, as well. Which of her feelings she cherished the most at the moment, she couldn’t say - love, or hurt?

“It…” He was stumbling for words, trying to find the right ones to say, “It hurts, the first time.” He ran his hand through her slightly damp hair, and she could see the fondness in his eyes, causing her to flush, even more than she already had, slightly.

“I would never intentionally hurt you, Haruhi,” He said seriously, his hand trailing into hers, gripping it tightly. “And I swear to you, it hurts for only about two minutes, tops. Maybe less than that, I’m not sure. But Haruhi,” He leaned forward now, making sure to capture her eyes in his, locked in a fervent gaze, “I need to know now, above anything else.” He took a breath. “Do you love me?”

She was slightly taken aback. Hikaru knew she loved him - how many times did she have to say it? It wasn’t that she hated saying it, she hated him not trusting her. “You know I do. More than anything.” He smiled and crawled closer to her.

“And,” He whispered, smelling a lock of her hair he kept idly in his fingers, “do you trust me?” He kissed her neck, lightly, causing her to shudder. “Yes,” She whispered again, “yes, yes, yes, yes.”

Then, silently, he locked her into that stare again - the one that her feel like he was staring straight inside of her, learning all her secrets, memorizing everything she’d done. And then, she felt him prodding at her entrance. She hadn’t even seen him take his pants off.

Taken a bit my surprise, her hips pulled away. He leaned down and kissed on the mouth, this time no tongue, she noticed, and with a quick upward thrust was inside her. Slowly, slowly, painstakingly slow he moved up, up, into her dark crevices until he felt her barrier. “Haruhi, I have put on a condom, but…” He said, pulling away from her mouth. “…Are you sure?”

Instead of responding, she merely nodded, and thrust upward with her own hips.

Fire! In between her legs it was stinging like fire! She bit back the tears and gritted her teeth, loving the way he watched her with concern and how he remained unmoving inside of her - as though he were waiting for her, not taking things his own way.

The stinging died down and feeling him inside of her was beginning to feel more and more pleasing. Instinctively, her hips started grinding against his, which he took as the signal to start thrusting.

He flipped her over, his eyes never leaving hers, even when hers were closed, so that she was on top. Somewhere, he’d heard this made it less painful, and whether it was true or not, he didn’t know. He just wanted her to have the most pleasurable experience as he could manage.

He held onto her hips and with little difficulty started slowly pulling in then out of her, and she moaned each time he entered her again. Hikaru had to admit, he was beginning to find it hard to contain the noises he wanted to let loose, and seemed embarrassed when a manly groan escaped his lips.

But she didn’t notice at all - she was in heaven. He had started going faster now, not so much that it hurt, but so that it felt right, just so right, right, right. He leaned up, still thrusting, and she leaned down, and their mouths closed in a quick kiss before Hikaru had to fall back again, the sight of her breasts bouncing up and down while she moaned into his mouth too much.

Finally, they came, one after the other - Haruhi came, letting out a wild shriek as she did, which could, with some effort, translate into Hikaru’s name, and the feeling of her inner walls clenching and unclenching around his shaft proved to be too much for Hikaru, who came not long after.

Panting and moaning for air, he slid out of her and removed the wasted condom. She fell off onto his chest and laid there, the only sounds being their heavy breathing, the only movement their chests rising and falling on each other.

“Haruhi,” Hikaru said, wrapping his arms around her fragile, naked form. “I love you.”

Haruhi closed her eyes and kissed him on the nose (Had she missed his mouth? he couldn’t help but wonder), a dreamy expression on her face before she whispered, “I love you too,” and collapsed again on top of his chest, quickly falling asleep.

He kissed her cheek and then closed his eyes as well - it didn’t take long for sleep to overcome him as well, despite the storm still raging outside.

THE END .

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AN:
YAYY! I’m SO SO SO! Sorry it took me THIS long to write the final chapter . But y’know, I kept writing it, decided I didn’t like, rewriting that, again and again. This is probably the ninth rewrite and the one I was most pleased with. Thank you SO much for the reviews and the ratings, & I really appreciate anyone who reads this, of course. :]
And YES I plan on writing a sequel. SOON. :]
But before I start on the sequel, I might write something else. I have an idea planned out for a Kaoru/Hikaru/Haruhi thing…heh heh heh…..
Anyway, thanks for reading!
I hope you guys like it!
Bye for now! :D