My Choice

Chapter 3

"I hope Hika-chan and Haru-chan are working things out. I don't like it when people fight…"

"They'll be fine." Mori said softly to Honey as they were all sitting in Haruhi's living room.

Tamaki was fuming, wanting to yell at Hikaru for upsetting his precious daughter. "Mommy! Why can't I go in there and-"

Kyoya sighed, "This is for them to work out. We shouldn't get involved unless things aren't settled."

Kaoru smirked, "Oh don't worry, things will be fine between those two."

Kyoya raised an eyebrow as he looked at Kaoru. He had caught on to Hikaru's and Haruhi's relationship the day they came back to Pension Misuzu. They stood closer to each other, gazed at each other longer than necessary. Haruhi didn't mind when the twins flirted with her; Kaoru suddenly holding back on the flirting and Hikaru having a genuine smile as he flirted. Kyoya was wary of the relationship, after all if they break up it could be terrible for the Host Club. A side of him- one he refused to believe was actually a part of him- was slightly worried for Haruhi due to the fact of Hikaru not being as mature and in touch with his emotions as a normal sixteen year old. He was still stubborn, selfish, immature, but maybe… maybe Haruhi would bring out better qualities in him.

The softest, faintest of noises could be heard in the room. It sounded like… a moan?

Kaoru, catching on to the source of the noise, started coughing and clearing his throat, trying to make the others in the room think it was him.

"You okay Kao-chan?"

"Yeah, yeah. I swallowed that piece of cake wrong." Kaoru flashed Honey a smile before turning his gaze to the door leading to Haruhi's bedroom. They better not be fucking…

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"Hika…" Haruhi was breathless as Hikaru's lips and tongue trailed up her legs to her inner thighs. Boy was she happy she had shaved that morning. A gasp left her lips as his nose brushed against the front of her soaked underwear.

"Look at you, already nice and wet for me."

"Ah…" Haruhi turned her face away, feeling the heat of embarrassment wash over her face, "Don't talk like that…"

Hikaru chuckled and crawled up her body, his bare chest brushing against her bra-clad breasts. "Why not?"

"I-It's embarrassing…" Haruhi refused to look at him, too embarrassed by the way her body was reacting to his touch and words.

Hikaru's face softened and he gently stroked her cheek, "Haruhi… If you want to stop-"

"N-No… I just…"

Hikaru sensed how unsettled she was, how nervous. His forehead brushed against hers before he pressed his lips gently to hers. "I love you, Haruhi…"

"I love you too…" Her body relaxed as she gazed into Hikaru's lovely golden eyes. Even though she relaxed slightly, she still felt like she wasn't ready… "Hikaru… don't get mad…"

Hikaru pulled back, "You want to stop."

"N-No… not really… I just… I just don't want to… go all the way."

Hikaru smiled and kissed her softly, "Anything you want." As he deepened the kiss, his hand wandered down to her breast, gently cupping it before squeezing.

A pleasured, quiet moan left her lips as Hikaru trailed his lips down to her neck. To keep quiet, Haruhi raised her hand to bite on her finger. Her back arched as Hikaru slipped his hand under the cotton bra and began toying with her breast, leaving her breathless.