Hey you guys, I'm so sorry I haven't updated for so long. I had huge tests, homework, and grades out my butt. Anyways I've been plotting this on paper for a while on paper and stuff so I guess this is more prepared. Lmao, by the way, I thank the reviews they make me super happy. Especially the one that told me of Haruhi's bra size, which BTW I guess is an a-cup. Though I'm leaving it. I could go back and change it, but that would ruin the imagination wouldn't it? 'Just how does she hide it?' Lol and now I guess I've talked enough huh? Here is chapter 4 folks!
Chapter 4- Tangles and triangles (part one)
(Haruhi's POV)
The sun poured in through a hole in the huts roof, warmth flooded around my body, and arms encircled me. I felt one twin's head nuzzle my neck, as the other rested near my chest. I was comfortable, I was at peace. My whole body ached from yesterdays long work period, the memories from late last night swarmed in my head. 'I know what you do to girls back home.' I still wondered what Honey meant.
It bothered me. And I didn't know why. Dreams of him haunted me through the night. His face seemed plastered to the inside of my eyelids, finally I blinked allowing the room to settle around me.
Hikaru's sleeping face was inched in front of me, when an out take of warm breath swirled into my face I realized a cinnamon smell to the air. It had been there before but I hadn't really paid attention to it.
His lips looked soft, and inviting. I hadn't really thought about guys at home. And vice-versa but at this moment, I wondered what I had been missing out on.
I curled into his chest some more, finding the hard abs comfy and pleasurable against my stomach. Once again I realized what was different about this scene. I didn't have a shirt. And neither did they.
I shot up and grabbed a discarded shirt from the floor space by the door then ran out of the hut delighted to find my bra intact; but as soon as I did I wished I hadn't. Kyoya was standing maybe ten feet directly in front of me, his eyes landed on my chest poorly covered by the white undershirt I happened to pick up.
I turned beat red. My body turned instantaneously around to see the twins immerge from the hut, then without delay so did honey and mori. Soon I heard someone's footsteps. Tamaki came out of the bushes.
"I wasn't sure what type of meat to get, kyoya, so I-" I veered in his direction to see his frozen face.
Everyone shut up. I backed up. And backed up. And backed up. Until the forest surrounded me.
I urgently ripped on the shirt, and walked away from the camp, still pounding in my ears my heart slowed a little. I was horrified. I was breathless. I was lifeless.
Sure honey had seen me, but it was only honey. This time everyone saw me. I felt naked. And it was all those damned twins fault. I am never, I repeat, Never sleeping in their hut again. My legs kept moving me forward for some odd reason, almost as odd as me letting them. I had no clue where I was, but I kept walking.
11 hours later-
"Gah! HELP! SOMEONE ANYONE!" My lungs hurt but it was getting dark, I had mud all over me, I had cut my leg and gashed my arm open. And to be honest, I was freaked out of my mind.
"HELP DAMNIT!" I collapsed on a cliff, my head between my knees, pants ripped and shredded. I couldn't help but tear up, it was dark and I was lost and bleeding. This couldn't get worse.
And of course, the rain poured. I looked up and let tears blood and rain mix. My white shirt was wet and see-through, sticking to my body. I stood and walked miserably to a trunk of a huge tree.
That's when a nightmare came true.
Like a trumpet from a demons beak, I heard the thunder crack in the distance. My body alarmed and terrified jumped and hugged the tree. I stood and on shaky legs took off, running, hoping to find the group. At this point I didn't care if they saw me naked, I just wanted to be held. I wanted to be warm, wanted to be safe.
I ran thunder in the air, cracking, rolling through the sky. Tears streamed down my face from pain and fear. I closed them.
Thunk
Soft fabric met my face arms fell around me, eyes still closed I held on for dear life, lanky as my upper limb's were they still had a dead grip around my new sought after safety.
Tears soaked the already wet fabric, and a hand stroked my dripping hair. Soft whispers of refuge filled my ears, as I sobbed, I shook with every strike of thunder. I felt my body be lifted, and legs move and shift, I didn't care, I just wanted the noise to end.
When about twenty minutes passed I felt the protection of the trees lessen, and then disappear completely, letting the rain drench us once again. At that moment I recognized the arms and sweet voice that whispered to me the untainted shelter of the world. Kyoya.
His arms held me strongly, I had his shirt squeezed in my palms, and I didn't care. I just wanted his warmth, the satisfying warmth.
My legs, I had noticed, were frozen and rain wasn't helping.
I opened my eyes finally to see Kyoya's face, streaked with rain and mud, his shirt, which was so clean the day before, torn and stained. We made it to a hut and he set me down, taking a seat beside me, he started to strip.
"What are you doing?" I asked as he started to pull his pants off, revealing wet boxers.
"If we don't get the wet clothes off we could catch pneumonia. Which, by the way, we have no medicine to cure, so sorry darling, Strip." His voice was strict. I tensed. Ok I greatly take back what I said earlier. I'd rather them not see me naked.
He looked at me, and I realized he was waiting for me to take off the wet clothing. I didn't move. He stared at me a moment longer, then let out a sigh and moved towards me. I flinched away and the hut wall touched my back. His eyebrows rose.
"I'm not going to hurt you, I'm actually helping you believe it or not." He moved again, and I let him. His cold hands touched my chest, and he unbuttoned my shirt, well I guess it wasn't really a shirt anymore. As he removed it I could feel the heat rise to my face.
"I'm not going to stop you from objecting, but, it seems our undergarments were also soaked. If you feel it necessary, you may remove them and I have your jacket to cover yourself with." His eyes never left mine as he removed my shirt, an ouran blue jacket in his hand. My head nodded by its self.
He leaned forward, chest touching mine, my legs moved out from underneath me. Kyoya's hands drifted to the bra clip; expertly his fingers clicked it off. Red as a tomato, I draped my arms around my breasts. He smiled lightly, pulling back.
"Um…" I started, feeling very uncomfortable "May I…. Have my jacket?" His eyes sparkled distantly, handing me the dry overcoat.
It was warm for a rainy night, well any type of night at best, and my body felt relaxed on the soft, inviting sand. It seemed to mold to my body, like the waves did to the rocks near the cliff edge. I wondered what was held out there, in the bay that is, where we had not ventured.
Then my mind drifted to gray eyes, lighting a firm face. Black hair combed around the frame of said face, and an unbearably soft set of lips settled in the middle. In my imagination I had kissed these many a time, and still my craving didn't end. I wanted him to hold me in the muscular grip I had felt that night. I wanted him to take me.
I turned my body, so that he faced me. We were inches apart, so I closed the distance. His breath folded over my cheeks and dispersed into the air around me.
I curled into his chest, I wasn't sure if he was awake or not but, his arms fell to my back, holding me. Addicted to his skin I pushed my hands to the center of his chest. I placed my head on his arm, then with little effort my eyes slid closed, and I drifted off.
Haruhi's body had been tossing and turning, in the shadows where I laid down I watched her. As her body turned I closed my eyes, on my eyelids I watched her brown irises shine. She was beautiful, perfect in all the ways a girl could be. Though all the women I had been with back home were top of their line, she was better. She somehow was soft as feathers, strong like a boulder, she held her ground, and she gave everything her all. If I had ever met anyone close to this realistic piece of beauty, I would have had her my bride.
Strangely I couldn't understand this. Thoughts drifting to others of their kind, I felt her body curve into mine. I wrapped my arms around her.
I never understood the feelings that swarmed inside of me…then we slept.
That's it for now sorry for the long wait….I love u all thanks(;