One More Night

Ok, so this idea came to me while I was at work. I was listening to some country song, and it made me sad . . . and as some of you who read my other works know, I love to make my lead characters, also my favorites of a particular anime, suffer and be sad . . . don’t ask me why, I just do.

So, without any more stalling . . . here comes the action.

beta'd by my best girl..the light of my life, ladygizarme herself. i totally pwn

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I was very comfortable. My eyes were closed lightly and I could see the sun through my lids. A body, the body of my favorite person, lay draped across me. It was my brother Hikaru, who was apparently still asleep. I didn’t want to wake my sibling, so I just continued to lie there, half suffocating, and very happy.

I opened my eyes slowly, and blinked the sunlight out of them. All I could see below me was a bush of hair the same hue as my own. It was a comforting sight, because I love when the first thing I see in the morning is my brother. I wrapped my arm around his bare shoulders and held him, listening to his slow and steady breathing. Presently I fell asleep again.

I felt warm. Particularly in the region below my navel. As I began to wake up a bit more, I became aware of the reason for this. Someone was slowly suckling on my earlobe. I knew who it was, and I knew better than to respond to it yet. I fought against my first instinct and kept my eyes closed, just enjoying the feeling. The gentle sucking became more intense, and I felt a hot hand moving on my chest, tickling circles there.

“Kaoru . . . ” Hikaru whispered softly, his breath cooling the saliva on my earlobe, causing a pleasant shiver to run down my spine.

Unfortunately, this caused the mask to shatter, and a small smile appeared on my face. Dammit.

“I knew you were awake, Kaoru.” Hikaru said quietly, “I can always tell.”

I opened my eyes a little, and was greeted with eyes the same olive shade that I knew was looking back at him. I smiled wider. Hikaru was smiling broadly, thinking himself clever at being able to figure out his twin. His hair was falling into his eyes, and he looked very irresistible.

“Good morning.” I said, ignoring his last comment.

“I just thought we could get the day started off right.” He said, the smile still on his face. “Today is our school talk with mother, you know.”

Oh, I knew. It was the day that our mother called us into her room and affirmed that we would still like to attend Ouran Academy, and then we go out and get our school things. (This was only because we would rather go out than have our ‘people’ get things for us, which is always suggested to us by mother).

“What did you have in mind?” I asked, even though, judging by the look on my twin’s face, I already knew.

“I think you know.” Hikaru said, once again bringing a smile to my face. “But just in case you don’t . . . ”

He leaned down and forced his lips on mine, and I fell immediately into my “role” of uke. Am I still considered the uke if I am the uke by choice? Like a dominant uke? Is there such a thing? I don’t know, and at that moment I was in no state of mind to think. Hikaru knows better than anyone how to please me, and right then his tongue was swirling slowly around my mouth, teasing with gentle touches and pokes.

“Hikaru.” I whispered once our lips parted.

We stared at each other, and I felt Hikaru’s hands moving on me, pulling off my shorts, and exposing my erection. My eyes closed as he wrapped a hot hand around me and slowly began to stroke. I could hear Hikaru moving around, and in a minute, there was freezing liquid dripping down my length. I sucked in a breath and opened my eyes.

“Warn a guy will ya?” I said, even though it wasn’t all that bad . . . not at all really.

“Oh . . . sorry.” Hikaru said, but he didn’t look sorry. Not at all.

All was soon forgotten when he resumed the pace of his hand. My legs began to go numb. Hikaru is just that good. My hips started bucking, and I looked up at my brother, to find he was looking at me, his eyes glazed with lust. We had just started, but I could see the promised climax there. He worked his hand quicker, twisting gently and squeezing in places, as he knows I like it. I could feel my orgasm coming from what felt like my neck.

“Oh Hikaru!” I panted, and my body went rigid. Do you ever notice that at the moment of climax, all you see is stars and various bright flashes of light? Well, those flashes began and I closed my eyes and rolled my hips up to meet his last few strokes, wanting as much pleasure as possible.

My seed spilt over his hand, and landed on my naked stomach. Hikaru smiled at me, as I lay there completely calm. He bent over and started licking the come from my body. When I was clean, he came up to me, and kissed me very hard, as if making sure that I knew that I was the uke. As if I would forget. I like it that way.

“You did well, Kaoru.” He said. He always says things like that, knowing that I think it is cheesy, but saying it to get a smile from me. He usually tries to make me smile before sex, because sometimes he forgets to be nice about it, and lube us, or . . . well . . . prep me if you know what I mean. Although I am very vocal about such memory slips, he can be kinda mean spirited, and selfish sometimes.

That particular time, however, he must have somehow been sensing what was going to happen later that day, and he was both kind, and gentle with me at first. At least until I told him to get his ass in gear. No pun intended.

As we were cleaning up, and preparing to shower, there was a knock at the door of our room.

“Excuse me young masters,” A voice called from the other side of the door. “The mistress would like to see you in the drawing room.”

“Well, here we go, Hikaru.” I said. Somehow, I didn’t know how at the time, it was different from most times, and I could see that Hikaru had the same uneasy feeling that I had.

“Do you get the feeling . . . ” He started.

“...that something is going to happen?” I finished, looking at him as we made our way out of our bedroom.

“Yeah.” We said in unison.

We walked in silence. The sense of dread seeming to grow as we got closer to the drawing room, where our mother was always waiting for us. Finally we had made it to the wide double doors and I moved to grab the handle, and Hikaru grabbed my hand.

“Don’t!” He said in an urgent whisper. “Knock first!”

Of course I knew that, but I was really distracted by this feeling of foreboding. I knocked twice on the oak door and waited for an answer.

“Come in.”

Hikaru looked at me, and I didn’t know what to say to calm him down. I could see the panic on his face. I touched his face very quickly as I turned the handle and opened the door.

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My head was reeling. I had known it was going to be bad, but I had no idea just how bad it was going to be. I looked at my brother, who sat staring out the window. It was almost eerie to see him that way. We had just come back from the drawing room where we had gotten some terrible news. I let my eyes grow hazy as I began to think about our mother’s words.

“It has been brought to my attention, more than once now, that the two of you have been engaging in acts that, if discovered, could ruin this company. I have decided that it is in the best interests of the company, and the two of you, to have you attend different schools this coming year.”

I came back to myself, a chill running up my spine. Hikaru and I would be separated this year, and there was nothing that we could do about it. We had 10 days left before school started. I had opted to let Hikaru stay at Ouran, and I would be going to Toshiyasa Academy, almost 100 miles away from him. To make matters worse, I was going to be in a dorm, so I wouldn’t even get to see him at night.

We could still call each other, and write of course, but that isn’t the same as sharing a bed, and almost constant space with my twin. We have never been separated, not once, in all our years. I took it bad, and I couldn’t imagine what Hikaru was thinking. He has always had a harder time adapting, and making friends than I have, and usually I am there to help him along the way. Thank the Gods for the Host Club, who would also help him with this transition.

“Kaoru.” I heard, the noise making me jump. I turned to him, and saw his eyes were glassy. My heart dropped into my stomach.

“Hikaru, it will be all right.” I told him, forcing a smile to my face. “I am only going to be a phone call away.”

“How am I going to sleep at night?”

“You will get used to it.” I told him. “At least you won’t have to share a bed anymore!” I added, trying to make him smile. It didn’t work.

“But I like sharing a bed with you.” He said, one tear sliding down his cheek. “You always cover me up when I kick off the blankets.”

“Well, if I am not here to steal them, you should be fine right?” I said, a little desperately, I really didn’t want to see him crying.

“Oh shut up!” He yelled suddenly. I jumped again, and he turned to me as more tears made tracks down his face. “You might be just fine with this, but I am not! Who cares about everyone else?! What happened to just you and me? Are you that ready to get away from me?”

My eyes began to sting with tears that I didn’t want to show at his outcry of emotion. It was more than I could bear to see.

“Please Hikaru.” I whispered. “Don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” I pleaded more for me than for him. If I was to cry now too, things would go downhill fast.

We were both quiet for a few minutes, and I watched him trying to get a grip on himself.

“Kaoru?” he said in a whisper.

“Hmm?”

“What is going to happen to me?”

“What do you mean?” I asked, turning to him completely now.

“I am not as strong as you.” He said, looking anywhere but at me. “I don’t know how to do things without you.”

“That isn’t true.” I assured him. But I was lying. Hikaru didn’t accept new situations well, and I was his stabilizer. People were always seeing him as the stronger one but that was definitely not the case. I always figured only one person really knew the truth, and that was Kyouya Ootori.

My brother looked at me finally, and suddenly he threw himself against me, hugging me tightly. I wrapped my arms around him, trying to comfort him any way I could.

“Kaoru, I need you.” He said, his voice muffled by my shirt.

“You will be all right. You can have a chance to find yourself without me hanging around all the time.” I said softly.

“I already know who I am!” he yelled. “And that is your twin!”

“You are Hikaru Hitachiin.” I said. “We may be a set, but we are still individuals, right?”

“Yes.”

“Haven’t we always wanted people to see us as such?”

“Yes, but . . . ”

“Isn’t that what the ‘Which one is Hikaru’ game is all about?”

“Yes, but people won’t have to worry about telling us apart if there is only one of us!”

“You’re right.” I said, unable to think of a retort. Instead I just sat there, holding my older twin and wondering if he would be all right without me.


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The next few days went by too fast for either of us. It was like Father Time had something against us. Hikaru was very clingy, and I never left his side. I had yet to accept just how big of a change this was going to be, as I was so worried about my brother’s well being and sanity. One evening three days before I was to depart for school, we sat out by the pool discussing how ugly my uniform was compared to his.

“...but really, that is hideous.” Hikaru said. He had been saying this ever since we had picked up the clothes, a horrible purple jacket with a purple and green tie.

“As you keep saying.” I said, sticking out my tongue. “The funniest thing is that Mother had a coronary when she saw it.”

“Yeah, it was priceless.” Hikaru said, smiling broadly

“Oh good heaven that is terrible!” We said together, and burst into laughter. With our mother being a fashion designer, it was hard for her to handle seeing things that were less than Hitachiin worthy.

We laughed for what seemed like an hour, and I only tell you this because it is the last time I remember laughing like that with my brother.

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The time was here. The night before it was time for me to leave for school. My stomach was in knots. My mind was burning with thoughts of being alone and in a new place. I had called Our Lord, Tamaki, and filled him in on what would be happening. I didn’t feel the need to tell anyone else, Kyouya would already know, and Tamaki would tell everyone else who mattered. I felt this was important, so that Hikaru didn’t get a lot of questions about it. The Host Club would see to that.

I am going to miss the club this year. It may sound strange, but I think of the Host Club more like family than friends. A club full of brothers (and one sister who until the end of last year, was disguised as a brother, and one insane fan-girl disguised as a manager.)

I was all packed and ready to go, my bags were in the corner of our bedroom, and I sat looking at them. I was filled with a pain so sharp it felt like I was being stabbed with a thousand needles all at once, but on the inside of my body, if that makes sense.

From behind me, I heard a sigh. I turned to see Hikaru staring at me. I tried to smile, but it stopped before it reached my lips. He blinked slowly, a sign of impending tears. He hadn’t cried since the first day we had found out, and I didn’t want to see an encore.

“Hikaru . . . ” I whispered.

“One more night.” He said, moving toward me. My breathing began to speed up, his closeness was overwhelming. He had an odd kind of aura, and it was a little unnerving.

“Yeah, I know.” I said, looking at him sadly.

His head was bowed a little, and he looked at me. His eyes were sad, and full of something exotic. He reached for me, and I felt his hand brush my shoulder. My body went cold and a chill ran through me. It was as if his touch was electric. I wanted more of that, and I leaned into it. His hands weren’t warm, as they usually were, but freezing. He put them on either side of my neck as I leaned in to touch my mouth to his. This was almost unheard of for us, as I don’t usually make the first move like that, but the need was incredible. Hikaru bent to my will like a leaf in the wind.

I kissed him deeply, needing this one last night to imprint in my memory, needing it to make him remember me, and remember why he loves me, and why he needs me. I tried to convey all this in a kiss, but found that it just wasn’t enough. I wanted to be all over him, touching every inch of him, and was a little surprised to find that my hands were already pulling his clothes off.

My lips followed my fingers now, licking, kissing, and sucking on his cold flesh. I had never felt my twin’s body this cold, and it was both scary and exciting. My erection twitched anxiously against my boxers, but there would be time for that later. Now I needed to take care of Hikaru. I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. There was no time left. There was only one more night.

We lay on the bed now, him on his back, me above him. I licked up his jaw bone, and then back down. His chest was bare, and I laid waste to it, kissing every inch. I took one nipple in between my lips and pulled gently, causing a raspy moan to escape him. The sound ran through me like fire, and for a second my head swam as my ache grew stronger.

I kissed lower, to the hem of his shorts, which were in my way. I pulled them off, revealing his perfectly erect cock. His was longer than mine, but not as thick. I licked up the shaft a few times, and I became aware of Hikaru muttering something quietly between moans. I sat up a bit and began to stroke him. I wanted to hear what he was saying. When I finally heard it, I stopped dead.

“One more night.” He was saying over and over. His eyes were shut tightly and his hands were gripping the side of the bed, he didn’t even notice that I had stopped.

“Hikaru?” I whispered.

His eyes opened, and he turned to me. “Please, Kaoru. Don’t stop.” He said.

Something in his pleading tone made me want to do anything for him, but I was terribly worried about him at the same time.

“Please?” He said again. Then he turned his head and closed his eyes again.

I took a deep breath and went back down, taking as much of him in my mouth as I could. He took a sharp breath, and I decided I would just try to make him forget about this being our last night. I drew circles on his shaft with my tongue. He bucked his hips a little, and as the head hit the back of my throat, I tried not to gag. I put my hand on his pelvis, holding him in place while I bobbed my head. His breathing became heavy, and I could sense that he was very close to climax. I cupped his sac in my palm massaged a little, causing little panting moans to come from my twin.

“Oh Kaoru . . . ” he whispered, making me shiver again with lust. I deep throated him again, and slowly brought my head back up, sucking as if I was trying to pull the seed from him. He put his hands in my hair and pulled a little, then pushed my head down a little hard, but that was all right as I knew that he was going to come.

His body went rigid, and he pulled my hair hard as he began to shudder. His hot come filled my mouth and I quickly swallowed, trying not to taste it as much as possible. I never liked the taste of it, but preferred not to make a mess. Hikaru’s back arched and he made a sound that was a mix of a moan and a cry. Then he was still. I sat up and looked at him. I don’t want to sound conceited, seeing as how we are twins, but he is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Always has been that way. He was panting, and his skin was no longer cold, a little flushed even, and he turned his head to look at me.

“I love you, Kaoru.” He said. I didn’t know what to say. He had never said that to me. We know we love each other, it wasn’t something that needed to be said.

“I...love you too, Hikaru.” I fumbled. I came up to him and kissed him. I was now directly above him, and he wrapped his arms around my neck. I allowed myself to be held in place for the duration of the kiss, before I sat up and just looked at him. He looked back. His eyes were glassy, and he blinked a few times and then said:

“Fuck me Kaoru.”

Ok, so this stunned me for two reasons . . . one: Hikaru had never said anything like that, he is not a vulgar person, even during sex. Two: I have never been seme. We have been having sex for about four years, and I had never gotten to top him. I didn’t mind, because I could have, if I wanted to . . . but I never really wanted to. I didn’t know what to say to that.

“Kaoru.” I heard him say from a thousand miles away. “Come inside me. I need you to do this for me.”

“Hikaru . . . ” I said. I was very unsure of my . . . abilities in that area.

“Kaoru!” He yelled, getting my attention. “Please, I want you inside me. We don’t have much more time.”

“We aren’t dying Hikaru!” I said. “I think you are overreacting to this whole situation.”

“Fine!” He said, rolling over and closing his eyes. “Goodnight.”

Oh I had done it now. I didn’t want to hurt him, but I just didn’t know why he was treating this like a funeral. It was terribly hard for me too, but it wasn’t like it was forever.

“Hikaru, I’m sorry.” I said. He didn’t move. “I'mm just worried about hurting you. I've never been inside you before, and I'm nervous.”

He remained silent. I lay down behind him, spooning him. He was limp in my arms. His naked body pressed against me made my dick throb, and I wanted him so badly. We lay there for a little while, and his breathing became regular, and I knew he was sleeping. My erection was very persistent, and I needed to make it go away. I moved away from him a few inches, and grabbed the bottle of lube from under the pillow where we kept it. I pulled down my boxers as quietly as possible and I lay on my side, slicked some lube on my shaft and began to stroke.

I was still close to Hikaru, but not touching him at all. I had gotten off this way before when he had been a bit selfish and gone to bed before me. I closed my eyes and tried to regulate my breathing. Suddenly a hand grabbed mine, and pulled it away from my dick. Then Hikaru’s ass was pressed against my erection. I opened my eyes as he pulled my hand around his shoulders and held it there. He began to slowly move his hips, causing friction that felt so amazing I could barely breathe.

“Fuck me Kaoru.” I heard again. This time I wasn’t going to argue. I was too aroused. He let go of my hand and reached around, grabbing my cock and stroking it a few times, getting some lube, and he used it on his entrance. He grabbed me again and put the head against his hole.

“Go slow.” He whispered. I did, but it was really hard. I just wanted to slam into him, but I would never do that. It took a minute to work the head in, and I heard him gasp a few times. Once the head was in, I slowly started to rock, working myself in gently. Before long, I was buried inside him.

“Do it Kaoru.” He said again. I wanted to be facing him. I wanted to see his eyes, and his expressions.

“I want to see you.” I told him.

“In a minute.” He said, “Just get used to it for now.”

I started to thrust, a little at first, then a little harder. It was like nothing I had ever experienced. It was hot and tight and the muscles rippling against my dick were incredible. Hikaru seemed to be enjoying it as well, as he was making little mewling noises, and squeezing my hand.

“Ok, are you ready for a different position?” He asked. I really just wanted to see him, and I told him so.

“Sit up.” He said as I pulled out of him. I did, and he sat on my lap facing me. He slid down my cock like an expert. He began bouncing rhythmically on me. It was amazing. He seemed to know how fast or slow I wanted it, and moved accordingly. I wrapped my arms around his back and just watched his face as the pleasure of our act washed over the two of us.

I felt climax coming very quickly, and I began to thrust up to his downstrokes.

“I’m going to come, Hikaru.” I panted, holding him tighter.

“That’s all right, keep going, come inside me.” He said between moans. His hips moved faster, bringing me to a screaming orgasm. It was by far the best one that I had ever had. I bit my lip to keep from actually screaming. He put his arms around me, and I lay my head against him while I rode the waves that were crashing through me.

“Was it good Kaoru?” He asked, still holding me.

“It was . . . beautiful.” I said, not knowing another word for it.

“That is how I feel every time you are around me.” He said.

I was shocked into silence yet again tonight. Hikaru sure had a strange way of showing me things.

“Hikaru . . . thank you.” I said, not knowing what else to say. He didn’t reply. We sat there for a minute in silence, enjoying each other, then Hikaru got up stating he needed to use the bathroom.

I lay in bed waiting for him to return, thinking about the night’s events, and I was happy about all that had happened tonight. I just wished that tonight wasn’t the last time we would be spending together until first break.

Hikaru came back, and climbed in bed next to me. It was almost 3:00 a.m. now, and I had to leave later that morning at around 10. We were down to seven hours. As we drifted off to sleep, he clung to me, and I held him tightly on our last night.

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It was 9:30 a.m. I was standing in the foyer waiting for the car to pull around. Hikaru was quiet next to me. I had already said goodbye to everyone else, and I was having a really hard time looking at my twin. I heard the horn come from the car, and I turned to him.

“Well, see you at break. I will call you when I get settled in all right?”

“Ok.” He said, looking down. “Have a good trip.”

“Thanks.”

He didn’t say anything else, and I turned to leave. I took a step and got some resistence. I turned around and saw that Hikaru was grabbing my shirt. He was staring at the ground, and I could see the tears pouring down his face and onto the ground.

“I’m sorry Hikaru.” I said, turning back around and hugging him. He sobbed against me. It was heartbreaking.

“You shouldn’t be sorry.” He said between sobs. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

I didn’t reply, I just let him go, turned around and walked out, leaving him standing there crying. I have never felt so heartless.

*****

So, here I sit. In the stupid car, on my way to my new high school. I left just under 45 minutes ago and my tears have finally come as well. I just walked out on him. I left him there alone. My mind can’t seem to wrap around the fact that I am on my own now. I am sitting in the car weeping for my brother and wishing I could have just one more night.
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TBC

a/n:
Well, ok first of all . . . the chapters aren’t all going to be this sad. I think it is terribly sad. Some of you may think that I had gone a bit overboard with Hikaru’s reaction, but you have to imagine being with someone your ENTIRE life, waking up with them, going to sleep with them, never really trusting anyone else, loving them intensely . . . then imagine them leaving you. It would be enough to make anyone crazy, but I could imagine that twins being separated from each other would be 10x more terrible . . .

Other than that, I don’t have anything to say . . . I hope everyone likes this as much as I do. I actually love it . . .
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