The Only Constant is Change

It's Haruhi, Kaoru, and Hikaru's final year at Ouran. Dynamics are changing and evolving... What will happen to the Host Club Members?

Author's Note: This story takes place about 8 months after the events in A Faire Shot at Mythology. It can be read as a stand alone, but it references events and items from that piece as well. If you are reading my work for the 1st time, I would humbly suggest reading my other stories The Game and A Faire Shot at Mythology before reading this to completely understand some of the relationship dynamics that I use. I promise that if you like this style of writing you will like those too. =)


2. Green Eyed Monster

At 7:30am the next morning, the Hitachiin limo pulled up outside Haruhi’s apartment. Kaoru and Hikaru bounced up to her door, while the chauffer followed more sedately in preparation of gathering her luggage. Haruhi packed normally, which for any of the Host club members meant that she was a few suitcases short. It was this little fact that the twins teased her about after she said goodbye to her father.

“Hikaru, whatever are we going to do with our common friend here? A two week vacation to Paris, of all places, and she has one suitcase,” Kaoru lamented.

“Well, she could always go naked. I am sure the rest of the club won’t mind.” Hikaru responded.

“I wouldn’t complain, but it is still the middle of winter. She might get cold.”

“That’s true. I guess it’s a good thing that we brought these other three suitcases. It is Fashion Week after all, and our favorite Doll can’t be seen out in public in anything other than a Hitachiin original. Think of what Mom would say if she saw her in an outfit from the department store,” Hikaru shuddered with award winning theatricality. “She wouldn’t be able to show her face among the other designers.”

“Her face,” Kaoru answered in a heavily melodramatic fashion, bringing his wrist up to his forehead, “Since half of what is being shown this week is our designs… We could never again go out in public! We would be forced to hide ourselves in shame!!”

“Ok. I get it. Hardy Har Har,” sarcasm dripped from her voice. “I purposely didn’t pack heavy, because I know you two would have something up your sleeve. I have given up on fighting you about my wardrobe. I know when I am beaten. Besides, I have to admit and against all of my willingness to prove otherwise, you make me look and feel beautiful. I guess there is some girl in me after all,” Haruhi grumped, crossing her arms over her chest.

“You mean we actually won the war?!?” Kaoru asked, stunned.

“Woohoo!!” Hikaru cried and with a sudden movement, picked Haruhi up, and started running to the waiting limo with her in his arms, while Haruhi’s laughter echoed down the sidewalk. “To the Victors go the Spoils!!”

Tossing her unceremoniously into the seat Hikaru and Kaoru climbed in next to her, taking their usual positions on either side of her. Tapping the window, Kaoru gave the driver instructions to pick up the rest of the hosts before raising the glass and turning back to his twin and Haruhi. “Oh by the way… Hi!” he said as he leaned over and kissed her deeply, knowing it would set off his twin.

Haruhi knew Kaoru took advantage of every opportunity that he could to tease his brother and lately she had been playing along, just so she could get a little bit back on her lover. It was a game that she and Kaoru could play only against Hikaru, and only because they both acknowledged that while they did love each other deeply, they were not “in love” with each other. It’s fun watching Hikaru’s reactions – most of the time he just laughs, sometimes he’s jealous that Kaoru is kissing me, sometimes that jealousy is because I am the one kissing Kaoru, and on some rare occasions the look is just one of raw lust. I have to admit that last look is one that sends shivers down my spine and wetness spread, because I know it means that as soon as he is able to get me alone, I am going to be pinned down and thoroughly fucked.

Hikaru knew what game his twin and Haruhi were playing, just as he also knew they only played it with him. If they ever tried to play it in front of Kyouya, it would be very bad. I watch our friend and he gets cold and distant if anyone other than me kisses Haruhi. Heck, he doesn’t even particularly like it when the others even hug her. Our Shadow King is just a tad bit possessive. I just hope that it never comes back to bite him, because I know Haruhi won’t tolerate being a possession. I am just glad that he tolerates me. As the kiss broke off, he said simply, “My turn,” and he pulled Haruhi into his arms.

At the first touch of Hikaru’s lips on her, the teasing nature of the Kaoru’s kiss was forgotten and the passion that defined Hikaru flooded through her. Lips pressing, tongues dancing together wildly, her hands caught up in his hair, while his wrapped around her and his body pressed her back into the limo’s bench seat. Time and location was forgotten as the heat raced through their bodies. Hikaru slid his hands under her shirt and started to pull it over her head.

“Ahem. As much as I would absolutely love to watch you both make love here on the limo seat, I thought you might want to know that we are pulling up to the Ootori Mansion,” Kaoru voice was droll, “It may be a bit of a surprise to him if he joins us here in the limo and you both are going at it. Then again, he may decide to join you. If so- I am totally selling tickets to Mori and Hani when we pick them up.”

Gasping for air as Kaoru’s words sunk in, Hikaru broke off the kiss and reluctantly slid his arms out from under Haruhi’s shirt. With a final kiss on her swollen lips, he turned to his twin and said with a wink, “Sorry brother, not this time. Though I will make sure to let you know if we ever manage to sneak in another threesome.”

Haruhi was still a bit dazed from the kiss, but she tried to straighten her clothing as best she could. Not that Kyouya wouldn’t know what she had been doing, he had the uncanny ability to just look at her and it felt like he knew every naughty thought or deed that she had done recently. Though I have to admit it, a good portion of those naughty deeds have been with him. Between him and Hikaru, innovative doesn’t even begin to cover their lovemaking. Gods help me if Hikaru’s wish comes true and we do find a way for the three of us to be completely together, I have a feeling that I am going to be sore in places I don’t even know exist...but such a lovely thought! And seeing Kyouya and Hikaru kiss for the first time will be amazing.

Kyouya slid into the limo, his eyes immediately going to Haruhi’s swollen lips, Hikaru’s rumpled clothing and Kaoru’s wicked grin. Without a word he leaned forward, and brushed a thumb over each of the twins mouths. An electrical current sizzled through him as he touched Hikaru’s lips. Quickly suppressing the feeling, he pulled his hands back and said calmly, “You both are wearing Haruhi’s lip gloss, while she has none left. Dare I ask?”

“We were just saying hello.” The twins chorused as Haruhi blushed a deep red.

“Considering that it’s a 20 minute drive from Haruhi’s apartment to my home, that must have been a rather long greeting,” Kyouya responded coolly. Without another word he pulled Haruhi from her seat between Hikaru and Kaoru and sat her on his lap. Wrapping his arms around her he continued, “Therefore, you won’t mind if I keep her for the 15 minute drive to Mori’s.”

“Kyouya,” Haruhi said as she pulled out of his arms and climbed off his lap, annoyed. “Kindly remember that I am not a toy to be passed around. I finally broke Hikaru and Kaoru of that. Don’t make me do that to you as well. I am a person who chooses her own actions. Hikaru is my boyfriend as much as you are and I can choose to kiss him whenever I like, if you have a problem with that then you need to decide which is more important to you my love or your jealousy. As for kissing Kaoru, it was mainly to tease Hikaru. The three of us laugh and torment each other on a regular basis. We have since I first joined the Host Club and long before I started dating either of you. That’s not likely to change. You know that all Kaoru and I feel for each other is friendship, we just express that friendship a bit differently than everyone else. You told me yesterday that you wanted to learn to see the world how I do – without prejudice. Do you mean that or was it just pretty words you said at the time?”

Now it was Kyouya’s turn to turn a dark red. “Haru-love, I am truly sorry,” his voice uneven, “I did mean everything I said yesterday and your love is the absolute most important thing in my life. I am trying to work on my jealousy. It just flared hard when I saw that happy-dazed look you get from kissed thoroughly. I want to be the one that puts that look there. I have come to terms with Hikaru also doing that to you, but knowing Kaoru also kissed you triggered the reaction. I know the three of you are close in a way that doesn’t include me and most of the time I am ok with that. But part of me really wants a relationship as comfortable as the one between the three of you, and it bothers me that I don’t have one. Will you please be patient with me as I work it out? I need you to call me on it but I also really need you to forgive me when I do it.”

“Of course Kyo-love,” Haruhi smiled, “I am just really glad you are trying. Now shall we start this morning over?” Breathing the word “Hello” she sat back down on the seat next to him and wrapped her arms around him. He buried his face in her neck, breathing in the soft scent of her skin and shampoo. They stayed like that for a few moments, before he lifted his head and captured her lips with his. Normally his kisses were possessive and full of a cool fire, this time they contained confusion, vulnerability, and burned with need to be with her. Breaking the kiss slowly and gently, Haruhi slid back into his lap and wrapped his arms back around her. “Feel better?”

“Much. Hikaru, Kaoru, I apologize for acting like the old Shadow King. Will you please forgive me?”

“Of course we will. We love you too.”

“At least we love the person you are becoming. But don’t forget that you have a deep comfortable friendship with someone. Tamaki is your best friend and he always has been. I would be willing to bet that there are things that you have discussed with him, moments of vulnerability on both your parts that we don’t know about. Remember that,” Kaoru said seriously, “You already have access to everything you could want, you just need to acknowledge that you want it, and be willing to let it into your life. It may shake things up a bit, but you will be a better person for it.”

Kyouya was surprised to hear such a deep thought coming out of the normally vain and slightly sarcastic twin. He’s right though. Do I even know what I want? Can I admit it to myself and damn the consequences if my father found out? What if I am rejected? How will I survive?

After Kaoru’s words, the limo remained silent until they arrived at Mori’s home, everyone lost in their own thoughts. Hani had already made arrangements to be there, so it wasn’t long before the last two hosts joined the group in the back of the limo. Immediately on entering they felt the silence and wondered what had happened to make the start of a winter vacation, which should have had everyone bouncing, to something intense and almost broody.

“Ok. What’s going on,” Mori’s deep voice shattered the silence, shocking everyone into looking at him.

“It’s really tense in here,” Hani added. “ We are going on vacation, you all should be happy!! I know. I brought cake!!” Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a small pink box which caused all of the others to laugh, finally breaking the tension.

“That’s better!” he said and slid the cake back into his bag for later.

“We just needed to set a foundation for the next few weeks,” Haruhi replied to Mori’s question, “It was a bit tense, but it had to happen eventually and now that it has I think we are all ready for this trip. I know I am really looking forward to it. I have never been to Paris.”

With that admission all the boys started suggesting things that they could all do or go see. The rest of the ride to the airport was completed in casual conversation that grew more excited as they got closer to their destination. Once at the Airport, they bypassed most of the lines on the way to the terminal for private planes. Within 30 minutes they were all seated comfortably on the Hitachiin private plane.

Just a few more hours and we will be arriving in Paris. Haruhi thought as she leaned back into the soft leather seat. After the limo ride this morning the next few weeks should be interesting. I wonder how everything is going to play out. Two things are for certain, though. One- It will be really nice to see Tamaki again. Two – Nothing we could plan will even come close to what his ideas are for us.

“Hey Haru-love,” Hikaru leaned over and whispered suggestively, “want to join me in the mile high club?”

Haruhi laughed out loud at the outrageous suggestion as Hikaru knew she would. Maybe I should be worrying less about what Tamaki has planned and more about what my boyfriends are planning. I have a feeling that is going to be more eventful.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...