The Forked Path

*Hi again, and here's number 7. For those who were following up with the drama that happened the last couple of days (which i think mainly took place in my head) I have a post about it on my blog. Also, some have asked why there seems to be a difference between the writing of this fiction and the other. Well, cause I started this first before the NaruSasu one and this was my very first fanfic posted on fanfiction before I migrated it here due to the proceeding chapters and potential explicit nature.

Hope that clears the air abit.

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Chapter 7

I pulled back from the kiss only to find that Kyouya’s eyes had widened with surprised. He raised a hand to his mouth to feel the spot where I had just left a little wet patch from the kiss.

But as soon as I had released myself from it, I felt a deep sense of guilt inflame within me. “Oh God Kyouya, I’m sorry for that. Sigh… I’m glad you helped me and I’m glad you did this for me. But… I..I have to apologize and say that I can’t move forward with you, especially not now.”
“Look, don’t apologize. I know that whatever happened was probably on impulse and furthermore, I didn’t expect anything from you today except that I hope you will start feeling better.”

“To be honest I don’t know yet. The pain I feel and the wound I bare is much too raw. I’m still bleeding from this and I don’t think I’ll be able to get over it anytime soon. But you’ve shown me what I needed and because of this, I will learn.” I paused to look at the sparkling lake before us.

“By the way, the lake’s really beautiful.”

“Yes, it is, Kaoru.”

“But we really don’t know how deep it is from here, do we?”

“No, we don’t.”

“Just like how we’ll never know everything about life.”
I turned to smile at Kyouya and he returned it with one of his own.

“Now, its getting late. I guess I should be sending you home. I have been kidnapping you for a whole day already.” Kyouya finally broke our awkward silence.

“Haha, nah. I was here out of my own accord. I could’ve just run for a cab.”

“Nope, you wouldn’t have been able to.”

“What do you mean?”

“I had the place surrounded with my private security force.”

“Ha… Sigh… You don’t change, do you?”
Kyouya laughed.

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We finally pulled up to the front of my mansion.

“Thanks again. I had… well, I wouldn’t call it nice but, maybe I should say, a fruitful day today.”

“Well, I’ll be hoping that you’ll give me the chance to show you a nice one on our next trip.”

“Kyouya, you know I can’t answer that.”

“I know. I didn’t expect you to. See you at school.”

With that, I got out of the car and headed into the mansion. When I entered and looked at the grand staircase, I suddenly remembered. “Oh shit, Hikaru. I forgot about him being upset completely. But wait, I shouldn’t be so worried. After all, I’m supposed to learn to let go.” I walked up the stairs slowly and headed towards our room, all the while trying to repeat to myself, “Don’t get too excited about being home. He’s just your brother, nothing more.” I walked into our room and found that he hadn’t changed yet and that he was lying on the bed reading through the latest edition of “Newtype” magazine. I swallowed feeling a small flush rising on my face as a result of what I saw before me. Lying on his side, Hikaru’s slit-collar top had exposed part of his toned chest making him look extremely sexy. “I’m supposed to stop thinking about this!” I quickly looked away and hurried into our wardrobe to change and shower for dinner.

“What? Not even a ‘hi’?”

I popped my head back out, “Oh, hi, Hikaru.”

“You sound awfully down. I take it that it didn’t go too well.”

“Actually, it went, odd. But err, yeah, that’s how I would describe it.”

“It.. went… odd.”

“Yup, oh and Haruhi loves you.”

“Oh really?” Hikaru was sarcastic. “Right.”

“So you knew?”
“Yeah, I flirted with her a little because it was fun to see her blush.”

“Then, didn’t you think it was odd when she said Tamaki asked her out.

“Yeah of course I did especially when she told me she would go out with him.”

“So you took the CDs knowing it was all a lie?”

“Yup. These were just too valuable to pass-up.”

“Damn Hikaru, you’re wicked.”

Hikaru let out a small giggle. I shook my head in disagreement and went back to undressing.

The wardrobe had mirrors facing its entrance so from there, I could still see Hikaru’s reflection in it. It was funny how the trace of him being upset had vanished completely and he was now lying there completely relaxed. There wasn’t even a trace of unease about him when I walked into the room. “Strange.” But the more I looked at his reflection, the more I wanted to go over and hold him, kiss him and caress the bare skin on his chest. The blood rush and overwhelming want was getting very difficult to hold in. At that moment, all I needed was to be as far away as I could from temptation. To aid my aching desire, I burst out with the first solution that I could think of.

“Hikaru! I think we should get our own rooms.”

“What did you say? I couldn’t hear?”

“Nevermind.” I retracted, realizing that I might have been too hasty.

I wrapped a towel around my waist and entered the shower. Still feeling hot from thoughts of Hikaru, I switched the shower tap to cold water, completely freezing myself and letting out a small yelp before readjusting the water to a more acceptable temperature. “Hokay, that worked.”

“What was this I heard, you want a separate room?”

“AHhh!! What are you doing in here?” I covered my groin with my hands.

“Erm, you don’t need to do that you know. I did grow up naked with you, figuratively speaking.”

“Well at least let me finish my shower first!”

“So did you say separate rooms or not?”

“Yes I said separate rooms now leave!” He turned around and stomped off, the look of disappointment having returned again. “Damn it Hikaru, what are you thinking?” I turned back to finish my shower. Following that, I proceeded to put on my costume for our dinner theme, “fairy tales and its creatures”. Today’s theme was unfortunately based on one of mom’s more bizarre ideas as lately she had embarked on fantasies surrounding books. That meant me and Hikaru had to deal with tights and pixie outfits with daisies and leaves for a crown. Mother of course got the luxury of dressing as the fairy queen and father posed as the gallant knight who got lost and was imprisoned by the fairy queen’s unchallenged beauty.

All throughout dinner, our parents had asked us different questions with relations to how our day went and what was in store for school the next week. Mother had insisted we use this theme in school the very next day as it would give the club a wonderfully mysterious and magical feel. Although most of what she was saying was interesting, the both of us were currently engrossed in our own little world at the moment. Needless to say we only returned one word answers in light of our foul mood, which wasn’t a good thing. You see, mother was someone who had little patience with us and our bad tempered ways. Thus being irresponsive was definitely classified as ill-mannered behavior in her books. As predicted, her patience broke boiling point after Hikaru replied with a curt nod when she asked if he hated what she wore. It wasn’t exactly because the answer to her question was ‘yes’ but because her question hadn’t registered in his brain at all. His automatic reply caused her to shout in frustration.

“Enough! Dinner stops here until the two of you stop your fighting! Who’s going to start telling me what’s wrong and please own up!”

“Now, Kaoru, Hikaru, don’t think of us as people who are unreasonable. Remember we are open minded parents and are always here to love and guide you,” father added, trying to help the growing anger of our beloved mother. I decided that this would be the right time to bring up the subject of a separate room again.

“Mom, I think I need a separate room. Reason being is that I don’t think two 16 year old young men should find themselves in the same bed let alone the same room.”

“Why Kaoru, I was wondering when either of you were going to suggest that and was about to give up. But that isn’t something to be angry and upset about. Is it?”

Hikaru lifted his gaze to look at our mother for a short while only to return to his position without saying anything.

“I guess, it’ll take some adjustments.” Hikaru mumbled from the corner of his mouth.

“Hikaru, don’t think of it as something Kaoru brought up just because he wanted to stay away from you. Isn’t that what you were thinking Kaoru?” Father waited for a response from me. In reality it was something I wanted to do, to stay away from him so that I could let him go. But I knew that that reason would and could never be revealed. So I gave father a nod.

“Oh, I know the two of you have been inseparable but, it can’t be helped. It doesn’t mean that the both of you won’t be able to be close to each other. Hikaru, don’t look so upset. You and your brother are growing up and I’m sure one day you’ll appreciate the space.” Mother added, having calmed down from her recent outburst.

“Yeah, I get it.”

“Good, so its’ settled. I’ll get the servants to prep up the room, which was initially yours anyway, Kaoru. Since it’s just next door to Hikaru’s, I doubt that it will make much difference to that close relationship you both have.”

“What close relationship? He probably will stop talking to me with a separate room.”

“You know that’s not going to happen, Hikaru.” I responded as the realization hit me that I had started the ball rolling on separating myself from him.

“Bullshit…” Hikaru left the table. I was left feeling miserable again, looking down and recalculating what I had done. “Oh god, why does it feel so fucking wrong???!”

“My, Hikaru’s developed some pretty nasty attitude. Kaoru, don’t treat him too distant, will you?”

“I’ll try mother.”

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It was a fucked-up Monday. Today was horrible for both me and Hikaru as we had not slept more than an hour yesterday due to continuous arguments throughout the night. Later that evening, we had adjourned to our room only to conduct a verbal bashing session at each other. Hikaru kept insisting that I was going to keep hiding things from him because I didn’t trust him and I kept defending his accusations with lies and more lies. After all, what else could I do? Tell him that it was for his own safety and that doing this would prevent him from being raped by me in the middle of the night? As there was no conclusion to our argument I ended the session by exiting the room with my pillow and spending the night in our TV lounge. Needless to say I had hardly enough sleep and neither did Hikaru.

Going to the club today was going to be hell especially since Kyouya would be there. I groaned in my head thinking of how he would instantly pick up the grueling behavior the both of us were displaying. “Oh no, maybe I should just call it a sick day, pay one of the doctors for an MC and scoot.”

The bell rung, indicating end of school lessons. Haruhi got up from her desk and went over to Hikaru, “Hi, you looked pretty messed up today. Anything the matter?”

“No, don’t worry about it. Just a tummy upset and I spent all night long in the damn bathroom. I was forced to swallow some pretty disgusting dinner yesterday.” Hikaru looked at me and I immediately detected the sarcasm in his tone.

“I assume that’s what happened to him as well?”

“Right bitch, refer to me as a 3rd person when I’m sitting just here????”

“Yeah, our whole family has got it.”

“Then maybe you should skip going to the club today.”

“No, that won’t be necessary. Right, Kaoru? I’m sure he wouldn’t miss going to the club for anything in the world.”
I glared at Hikaru, murderously.

“Really, why is that Kaoru? Attached to any of your clients?” She smiled at me.

“No, I’m sure I’m not as enthusiastic as some other people.” I said arrogantly and got up to walk out of the class room heading towards the 3rd music room with Hikaru and Haruhi following behind me.

When we reached the music room, the club’s members were already in their respective attires for the fairy tale theme. Tamaki was the gallant knight, Kyouya was a Dark Wizard and our new recruit had dressed up as a little imp. On the way to the dressing room I noticed Kyouya looking at me and frowning. “Oh fuck. He’s already spotted it. Quick, THINK!” I headed in and closed the curtain to change into the pixie costume I had worn yesterday. I finished dressing and stepped out of the changing room only to find Kyouya standing there waiting for me. Hikaru and Haruhi had already finished and exited by then.

“Damn it Kyouya, you’re just bloody quick.”

“I didn’t leave you with too much to think about yesterday did I?”

“No you didn’t. I just had an argument with Hikaru about getting my own room.” Kyouya raised an eyebrow.

“You asked for your own room?”

“Yeah, part of my new resolve to distance myself from him.”

“And he was upset over it.”

“Yeah, that bastard just kept accusing me of betraying and losing trust in him. Don’t know what his fucking problem is.”

“Well, it’s understandable since, you couldn’t have told him the truth for the move.”

“Yeah, and… that hurt. It hurt to lie to him again and again. You have no idea how bad this feels.”

“Trust me, I do. But it won’t do the club any good with you mulling over this and besides, I can’t stand seeing you so upset, makes me regret having dragged you out yesterday. In any case, I doubt you’re up for serving any clients today.”

“Don’t worry about it. Our usual acting routines will suffice. I’ve grown so good at it that I think I should be expecting an award for this soon.” I smirked.

With that I left Kyouya and headed out towards the main hall. But as I walked out, Tamaki came into the room.

“There you are, Kyouya. I’ve been hunting all over for you.”

“And for what reason?”

“Err…” he turned to look at me, which indicated two things very clearly, the first being I had to exit the room quickly and the second being that the conversation would probably revolve around Haruhi and Hikaru. Either way, I left the room as fast as I could, after all, I couldn’t give a fuck as to what plans he had to get the two together.

Speaking of which, the two were kissing on the couch! “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS???” Oh horror! I stopped dead at my tracks. I watched as Hikaru’s lips met Haruhi’s again and again and finally, he lifted his head holding Haruhi in his arms, smiling and laughing with her, his hand around her shoulder and the other caressing her cheek whilst she had her arms around his waist. “This cannot be happening! He doesn’t even like her????!!!! No fucking way. I need someone to slap me. I must be dreaming. Oh help, the pain, shit I feel the pain. Shit… stars… fade… oh fuck.” ---Blank---

TBC
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