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. =)


11. Tripping and Falling

The rest of the afternoon passed quickly for the group at the Carrousel du Louvre. Plans for the Red Carpet opening aside there were still a ton of final details to complete before Hitachiin Design Group was ready to show their fashions to the Paris scene. Hikaru, Renge, and Kaoru ran around like madmen tucking, tacking, and making sure that every line, crease and fold was perfect. For their part, Haruhi and Kyouya went wherever they were needed, did whatever was asked, and once again became "dolls" for the frantic trio. It was during one of those mad dash runs to get more crinolines, when Kaoru and Renge collided into each other, both falling backward. Kaoru managed to regain his balance, but Renge went sprawling across the marble floor, her cry of pain sudden as her ankle twisted underneath her. Tears immediately sprang to her eyes as she sat on the cold floor and held her ankle.

"Renge! Oh my gods! Are you ok? I am so sorry!" Kaoru's worried voice brought everyone in the area running.

"What Happened?" Yuzuha demanded.

"Renge and I collided and she fell." He knelt down and addressed Renge directly. Caressing her cheek with one of his hands and wiping away the tears with the other he continued, "Renge-chan, are you ok? Where are you hurting? Do you need me to take you to the hospital? Do you want me to call an ambulance?"

"I … I don't think I need an ambulance, but I may need to go to the hospital. I can turn it slightly so I don't think it's broken but my ankle really hurts. I think the rest of me is ok, but I can barely feel my toes."

Before Kaoru could say anything else, Kyouya walked over. "I have called the valet and he is bringing the Aston around. While you are on the road, I will call the hospital and make sure there is an Ootori Group doctor available as soon as possible. I can't guarantee that it will be immediate, because this is an emergency room and life-threatening illnesses always are given priority, but I will make sure you are seen as quickly as possible."

"I will call Tamaki and make sure that he knows that Renge will be joining us at the Suoh Guest House. We really aren't using all the rooms, so there will be more than enough space for her. Besides it will be really nice to have another girl around." Haruhi added.

"I don't want to be a bother, really," Renge started to protest but it was caught off midstream as Kaoru chose that moment to slide his arms around her and pick her up. "Put me down. I can hop to the exit."

With a smile, Haruhi couldn't resist saying, "Good luck with that. If you ever find a way to get any of the Host Club members to not coddle you when they think you are in pain then I will pay you whatever you want for the secret. I haven't found a way to change any of their minds when they have gotten it into their heads that I am helpless. Even though I am not."

Renge was able to summon up a feeble smile at Haruhi's comment. I do have to admit it feels kind of nice to be coddled. She looked up into Kaoru's worried eyes. His eyes are so golden with little flecks of amber. I never really noticed it before. He is gorgeous. "I can think of worse things than having a hot guy worry about me." A shooting pain in her ankle caused her to gasp in pain. "Please take me to the hospital. I want to be able to finish Fashion Week - hopefully without crutches."

"Don't push yourself Renge-dear," Yuzuha warned. "You are a part of it but we don't want you hurt worse than you are. Kao-love, I just heard the car pull up."

"On my way," Kaoru carried Renge out the door, while Hikaru cleared the path. Once they were gone, Hikaru returned to the work area.

"Well mom, I think that's the end of the day for us. I think we just have some finishing touches left and those can wait. I was going to go sight-seeing with Kyouya and Haruhi tomorrow, but if you need me here…"

"I think we will be ok. If I know Renge, she will be back tomorrow, come hell or high water. I will make sure she doesn't overdo it. I also saw that look in your brother's eyes and he feels responsible for her injury, so there is a very good chance she will have a Kaoru-shaped shadow tomorrow. We can finish up any details. Go and have fun the three of you. Enjoy your last few days away from the cameras."

"Are you sure mom? I know I don't quite have Kao's eye for clothing, but I am not bad."

"I am positive, and while you may not quite have his clothing eye, he doesn't have your eye for jewelry or shoes. That, my dear son, is far more important to most women than a scrap of cloth. Together you are complete Fashion Kings. Now I want you to have some fun with the other people that complete you."

"Thank you Yuzuha," Kyouya said as he kissed her cheek, while Hikaru blushed. "We will check in tomorrow and see how it is going. If you need us, we are only a phone call away."

Haruhi walked up and grabbed Hikaru's hand before pulling him with her so she could grab Kyouya's as well. She threw a saucy wink at Yuzuha over her shoulder while the other woman laughed as she watched the trio walk to the waiting limo.

True to his word, Kyouya called the hospital and arranged for a doctor to look at Renge as quickly as possible. Closing his phone he looked up to see Haruhi sitting across from him her arms folded and a smirk on her lips. Hikaru sat next to him and looked guilty.

"So my darling lovers… Are you going to finally tell me what I missed?" She challenged as she stared directly at Kyouya before pinning Hikaru with the same light in her eyes.

"I can do better than that," Kyouya answered her challenge by turning and pulling Hikaru into his arms. His lips crushed those of the younger man and demanded that his mouth open to receive his questing tongue. Hikaru groaned in passion as he willingly opened to let the other man in but drew the line at his submission to the other. Their tongues battled for dominance as their hands followed suit – alternating between caressing and pulling at their clothing to allow skin contact.

Haruhi just watched her two lovers for a few minutes, enjoying the view of two incredibly attractive men making out in front of her and knowing that both of them had been wanting it for months. I am really happy for both of them and I can't wait to see what this does to our dynamic. A giggle escaped her lips as she started fantasizing as she watched. She fidgeted in her seat as a warm tingling started between her legs.

Her giggle broke through the erotic dominance game that was happening between Kyouya and Hikaru. Breathing heavy they pulled apart, looking at each other before turning as one and looking at their lover. Neither had conceded defeat, but there was one person they both knew would willingly submit to the passion that was coursing through them. With a quick glance and a slight head nod, both men pulled off their shirts and stalked across the limo toward their lover.

Haruhi felt tiny and cornered, like a rabbit under the gaze of two hungry wolves. The fire in their eyes told her that she was about to be devoured and she would enjoy every moment of the torment. They pinned her to the seat, each trapping one of her knees between their legs and one arm at shoulder height pressed into the seat.

"We want you."

"We are in a limo on the way back to see the rest of the group."

Hikaru pushed a button on the intercom and told the driver to drive around for another half hour before taking them back to the Guest House.

"We want you. Now."

"I don't know Kyouya, she seems to need to be convinced a bit more." Hikaru slid the free hand that wasn't pinning her to the seat across Kyouya's chest and down his abdomen to caress the bulge that was very apparent in Kyouya's pants. He watched as Haruhi's eyes were glued to every movement of his hand. She bit her lip as Hikaru scratched his nails lightly over the taut fabric and Kyouya let out a slow moan of pleasure. He leaned in and breathed against her ear "are you enjoying the show, my princess? You aren't leaving this limo without giving us your orgasm. It's just a matter of time."

Haruhi shivered at the delightful threat in Hikaru's voice, as he kissed his way down her neck. He pulled his hand from the back of the seat and slid it up her leg under the skirt his mother had made her change into. Feeling the dampness that was spreading through her panties he flicked his fingers against the satin as he continued to caress the hardness of Kyouya's erection.

She couldn't resist any longer as she slid her hands under her skirt to remove her panties, before reaching over and unzipping the fly on Kyouya's pants. "I want Kyo's fingers in me, while yours are wrapped around his cock."

"That can be arranged," Kyouya murmured as slid his pants further down his legs and repositioned himself to give Hikaru easier access to his cock and to give his fingers the best angle to hit all of the sweet spots inside of her.

"I can do better than that," Hikaru grinned wickedly as he leaned down and took Kyouya's cock in his mouth. The Shadow King's breath caught before it released in a low deep moan. Haruhi leaned over and captured his mouth with hers as she drank in that moan, her own building as Kyouya started thrusting his fingers in and out of her. He knew the rhythm, hard-fast-deep, then out slowly caressing across the sensitive clit, back in again fingers curved to put pressure on her g-spot. He knew exactly how to make her cum in less than two minutes… he just hadn't counted on the distraction of a warm wet mouth sucking and teasing him as he was trying to do so. The sensations were overwhelming, and Kyouya was rapidly losing the battle on his own control.

Hikaru smiled to himself as he continued to work his tongue and hands around Kyouya's hard member. Each lick was sweeter than any lollipop and he relished the feel of the satin skin over iron as he took Kyouya deeper and deeper into his mouth. He knew the shadow king couldn't hold out much longer and it became a sort of game to see who would find their release first - Haruhi or Kyouya.

Haruhi was on the edge, one hand gripped Kyouya's shoulder while the other was tangled in Hikaru's hair as he went down on Kyouya's cock. Her body craved the release she knew was coming, the slightly offbeat rhythm of the fingers delving deep in her held her on the edge for far longer than she was used to. Finally though, a simultaneous caress of her clit and the pressing of her deep spot sent her crashing over the edge with a scream. The deep walls gripping his fingers as they throbbed in time with her heartbeat and her body floated on the wave of each beat.

Kyouya lost the battle with his own control the moment that he felt the first throb of Haruhi around his fingers, groaning deeper than he had ever before, his hips bucked and jerked as his seed flooded Hikaru's waiting mouth. Swallowing every drop, Hikaru countered each pulse with a caress of his tongue stretching the orgasm out for as long as he could. Finally he let go as Kyouya slid his fingers out of Haruhi. But he wasn't quite finished, before Kyouya could react, Hikaru's mouth clamped down on the fingers that had been getting Haruhi off. Sucking every drop of her sweet muskiness, Hikaru hummed around Kyouya's fingers before finally releasing them and licking his lips in pleasure.

"Greedy man, I wanted that." Kyouya said while Haruhi laughed at Hika's expression.

"You get the next one. I wanted to be the first to taste both my lovers."

"I guess that's fair since you did help bring us both without getting the same release in return."

"Oh I fully intend to be the center of attention later," the mischievousness on Hikaru's face was enough to set both of the others into a fit of giggles.

"Why wait until later?" Haruhi said as she crawled across him and kissed him deeply, tasting both herself and Kyouya on his tongue. "Mmm… that's a tasty kiss."

"Now I am feeling left out," Kyouya followed Haruhi's example and drew back with a smile at Hikaru's heavy breath. He reached out to caress the hardness that was still in Hikaru's jeans.

"Unfortunately, we just turned into the driveway for Suoh house," the regret was evident in Hikaru's voice.

"We will make it up to you. I promise Hika-love. Such sacrifice needs to be rewarded," Haruhi teased.

Hikaru just smiled as he handed his lovers their discarded clothing. By the time they reached the front door of the Guest House, all traces of their activities had been erased and the limo was back to its normal state.

"I wonder how the others spent their day?" Haruhi asked idly.

"I know Hani and Mori were heading to the hall where the tournament is going to be held to oversee the last minute preparations. I am not sure what Tamaki did though." Kyouya answered.

"I am sure we will find out." Hikaru added.

The door to the limo opened and the three of them exited, pausing once again to look at the beauty of Suoh Guest House before entering the building. Once inside they walked over to the Library to see if the rest of the guys were over there and to give them the update about Renge.

Hani and Mori were entranced in a chess game, while Tamaki was watching a soccer game. He looked up at their entrance and said, "I just got a text from Kaoru. Renge sprained her ankle pretty badly but she will be fine in a few days if she rests and elevates it. He is bringing her back here, since we have the space."

"That's good to hear." The relief in Haruhi's voice was clear.

Mori looked up at the sound of Haruhi's voice and looked at the trio. Blinking twice he looked again before saying, "Mitskune, Tamaki, you owe me $100."

Hani looked at his cousin then looked at the puzzled expressions of Kyouya, Haruhi, and Hikaru and at the slightly smug expression on Tamaki's face. "Damn, you are right. I thought for sure it wouldn't be until Friday night."

"At least you came closer than I did. I had it figured for Sunday night."

"What exactly are you talking about and why do both of you owe Takashi $100?" Kyouya's voice held every ounce of his Shadow King persona.

"You and Hikaru finally got together, of course, Kyo-chan" Hani replied using the full force of his lolita-shan cuteness to counteract the coldness of the shadow king.

At that Haruhi burst into a fit of the giggles, while both Hikaru and Kyouya turned beet red.

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