An Interesting Meeting

By Redhead Fetish about Apollo, Hikaru and Kaoru (the Hitachiin twins)

(I don't own anything, but that don't mean I can't write about it!)

It was bound to happen. One day their paths would cross, if not in this lifetime then in the next. Still, none could foresee this experience before it happened. No one ever can.

Apollo was just walking down the street towards DEAVA, thinking of all the possible ways to possibly bang Silvia (like the blond Southeast African drum she was) when he got there. His golden eyes looked off into nothingness, while his flaming hair danced in the hot summer wind. He hadn't seen Silvia in a very long time, since he went and left for some space since he lost Baron, and he wanted to do her even though he always pretended to dislike her. How little he knew! How could he know he would soon walk right into the most interesting night of his life?

Hikaru and Kaoru were going down the street the usual way for them: side by side with their identical smiles playing across their twin faces. They sported similar looks about their clothes, but they still had their own style. How could they know that just walking down the street was going to change their outlook on people of different backgrounds? Then again, Haruhi had already done that for them.

They came around the corner at the same time. After slamming into each other, Hikaru and Kaoru were on their backs on the grimy pavement. Apollo fell, but was up and crouching a few feet away and ready to kick some ass.

"Hey! Why don't you guys watch where you're going, klutz 1 and klutz 2?" Apollo growled through clenched teeth.

"Hey! We were watching, you mangy mutt!" Hikaru snapped right back as he scrambled up.

"Yeah, you were the one who wasn't looking!" Kaoru chimed in angrily while he followed his brother.

It was a stand-off (or a crouch-off in Apollo's case) between them. Since it was hot it didn't help ease the tension at all. In fact, it only made it a little worse. You could have heard a drop of sweat trickle down their bodies from anywhere (and I mean anywhere) and hit the ground.

Chuckling, Apollo straightened up. He decided to give them a chance since they could obviously stand up for themselves, and looked them up and down. He saw the way their brilliant orangish-red hair danced in the breeze, the way the light came out of their eyes so much like his own: sad yet fierce at the same time. Even their clothes spoke volumes about them.

The one he thought was the older one wore a pair of baggy denim jeans just barely held up by a thick black belt. He wore a cut-off shirt with a dark red do-rag tied on the back of his head with the excess pieces flipped over his shoulders. He had a diamond cross around his neck with a pair of high top black sneakers on his feet. Sweat dripped off his chin as the sun blazed against his handsome face.

The younger one looked just like the other one, so Apollo figured they were twins. He had a pair of really baggy jeans on that rode waay low on his ass. His Nike high tops were red and black. It was more modern than his brother's in a way because it was from a more prevalent city. He had some serious bling and rings. The muscle shirt he wore was just tight enough so Apollo could see his abs through the material, but loose enough so he could see the sweat glistening on the tanned skin of his stomach when the wind blew. His biceps weren't that bad to look at either. They both had to work out a lot in order to get that firm, toned definition.

As Apollo was checking them out, the Hitachin twins checked him out. They saw he wore hunter green slacks with a matching vest that was open halfway down his chest due to the intense heat. There was what looked like a dream catcher with red feathers tied to it around his neck, with his flaming hair dancing to its own tune in the hot, sticky wind. The sneakers he wore were hunter green like the rest of his outfit, only he had dark brown shoelaces. Unlike them, he had a scar in the shape of an X on his right cheek. The twins liked that scar; it made him look mysterious.

They all saw the things most similar about each other, namely the eyes and hair. And they really liked what they saw.

"Who are you?" Hikaru asked cautiously. He tilted his head back some to give him an edge.

"I could ask the same of you two doppelgangers," Apollo shot back.

"Well, I'm Hikaru, and this is my twin brother Kaoru. We're actually on vacation and thought we'd come here to see the sights." Casually, he raised his arms behind his head and entwined his fingers together. He couldn't stop staring.

"Well, I'm Apollo. Why did you come here for a vacation?" he breathed in their scents, feeling slightly lightheaded when he did.

"Is it true you fight with angels?" Kaoru asked. His tone of voice sounded almost sexy. He cocked his head to the side to make himself look cute. It worked for about 3 seconds.

"More like fighting demons!" Apollo snarled savagely. The wild way he spoke sent shivers through the twin's bodies and wrecked havoc with their already twisted minds.

"They took…they took my best friend…it still hurts…the place where he used to be…" Apollo couldn't help himself; he started choking on his words, fighting the tears that threatened to fall from his golden eyes.

The twins watched in silence, seeing the obvious struggle going on inside this confused, wild boy who was so much like themselves. When they looked at each other, a single thought crossed their minds: Exactly, how much like them was he? This thought gave them an idea that caused them to smile uncontrollably in that devious way of theirs. They moved towards Apollo faster then he had ever seen someone move before.

"We're extremely sorry about the loss of your friend, but if you want we can show you something that just might…take your mind off it…" Together they spoke, their smiles and fingers playing across their faces and twirling around Apollo's fine chin and smooth tanned chest. Their faces looked like they were clones of the cat from Alice in Wonderland.

Suspicious, curious, and slightly turned on, Apollo slowly nodded. The twin's smiles started disappearing and reappearing in the shadows, just like they did the whole walk uptown. Apollo kept losing them and running around in circles sniffing for them, until he found them waiting on a street corner or leaning against the wall of an alley. Little by little, they led him to the ritziest hotel in town, then up to the penthouse suite.

While Apollo sniffed around and checked out the rooms that stretched all through the top of the hotel, the two brothers where busy in the next room getting things ready. Rose petals where thrown everywhere, draperies where shut and candles were lit. Apollo didn't even know what was going on.

"Hey? Hey, Hitachiin twins? Where are you?" Apollo finally noticed that Hikaru and Kaoru were missing. Sniffing, he followed their scents until he came to the bedroom door. There he got the most intoxicating aroma he had ever smelled before. Shaking his head, Apollo thought of all things Silvia: Her smile, her hair, and the way she smelled, the way she would hit him, the way her beautiful blue eyes seemed to sparkle like a pair of brilliant blue sapphires when she felt good enough to grace him with a smile.

But try as he might, the smell was just too delicious, and he couldn't keep his concentration. It seemed like it was calling him, and he couldn't help but answer it. He opened the door, and rose petals flew out at him and with them the smell that enticed him so much. He stepped in and closed the door.

"Welcome, Apollo…" said two soft, very sexually arousing voices purred. Before he knew what was happening, Apollo felt his vest ripped off in the darkness. He felt warm, strong arms wrap themselves around him, then started to feel them stroking and caressing the most sensitive spots all over his chest. A soft light turned on, and Apollo found who he thought was Kaoru pushing his tanned body against his sides and back. Smiling slyly, Kaoru pointed to the bed. Apollo looked and thought he would just about die.

Lying there, wearing nothing but a smile and chocolate syrup drizzled lightly around his…special area…was Hikaru. He was lying in such a way that showed Apollo everything, but nothing at all at the same time. Smiling, he held up the syrup bottle between his thumb and forefinger. Grinning like the Devil, he watched as Apollo stared.

"You want some from the bottle or would you like some from off me?" he asked enticingly.

"It tastes better…when it's warm…" Kaoru whispered hotly into Apollo's ears. His eyes got wide as he looked from Hikaru to Kaoru, then back again before he spoke.

"I don't think…I don't think we could…" he started to stammer.

"Well, we could. The only reason why we shouldn't would be if you were involved with someone already. Are you involved with someone, Apollo?" This came from Kaoru, who was still wrapped around Apollo like a vine. Softly, he stroked Apollo's neck with nimble fingers that started down his body.

Apollo took a minute to think about it. Was he in a relationship? Was there something between him and Silvia? Did either of them want something between them? She didn't act as if wanted him as much as he wanted her, so… He still couldn't be sure. She smelled like she wanted him, but she never showed it.

Right that second, with Koaru's firm fingers working their sexy way down his back, Apollo could honestly say he wasn't in a relationship with anyone. So, he shook his head for a no.

"Well, then. Come on over here. But, first do you think you could put this on?" Hikaru tossed a leopard skin loincloth at Kaoru, who handed it to Apollo and shoved him into the bathroom, and slammed the door behind him.

"Are you ready, yet?" A voice purred from the other side of the bathroom door a few minutes later. Slowly, the door opened revealing Apollo in a tight fitting loincloth that barely covered his…lower regions. Hikaru, who had been lounging comfortably in an armchair in the corner, stared in shock at how smexy the red head actually looked with hardly any clothes on.

"Oh…my sweet God…you look…I mean…you look…" Hikaru couldn't help that he was stumbling all over his words like an idiot.

"I apologize for my brother, he's just a little…unused…to anyone looking the way you look right now." Kaoru was standing next to his older twin, tracing his jaw line with his finger almost as delicately as if he was stroking a fragile baby bird's wings. It made Apollo tremble as he remembered how those fingers had stroked his back.

He couldn't stop himself; He walked up and brushed some runaway chocolate syrup from Hikaru's thigh, and grinned as he licked it off his fingers. That was all it took. Pulling him close, Kaoru kissed Apollo right on his mouth. And he didn't mind at all. In fact, he wanted more.

He reached out and grabbed Kaoru by the back of his neck and pulled his mouth to him. Since Kaoru was only wearing his baggy jeans, it was easy to get them off. Apollo was just starting to push him towards the bed when he felt Hikaru's strong arms grab him from behind. Spinning around, Apollo smelled chocolate syrup. He found himself on his back with Hikaru straddling him.

"Hikaru…" he started. Hikaru put his finger on Apollo's mouth to shush him.

"Call me Hika…" he smiled right before he leaned in for the greatest French kiss Apollo had ever been privileged to receive. Meanwhile, Kaoru had the syrup bottle and was pouring it all over the three of them. He started rubbing it all over Apollo; especially where his loincloth separated his upper half from his lower half. Nimble fingers found the seams and tore them out.

Without his loincloth, nothing was stopping the twins from having their way with the boy lying stretched out on the bed underneath them. Apollo leaned forward and reached out for Hika. While his tongue found its way to everywhere the chocolate syrup had dribbled, Hika started groaning.

Feeling left out, Kaoru started finding Apollo's sweet spots. Feeling Kaoru's tongue made Apollo shiver with delight. He stopped his work with Hika and turned to Kaoru.

"You feeling left out, Kaoru? Well you shouldn't…" licking around where he was closest, Apollo heard him start to moan. He traced his fingers around his pecks, and licked around there, too. Hika decided he would amuse himself with the chocolate syrup bottle, thought twice about it, then brought it into the steamy mix as well.

Pretty soon, all of them and the syrup bottle were banging and getting banged. This went on through the night until dawn started peeking through the ravaged curtains. They had kind of done it all over the room, wherever it was most convenient for them.

Apollo reflected on his recent…activities…when he was alone on the roof early the next morning. He had stayed with the twins for three days, just taking enough time to eat and sleep before starting up again. They had gone through the whole first time and had done it over and over again, only changing the order or adding something extra. You don't really need to change something that works really well for you.

As the wind blew, Apollo remembered when Kaoru jumped on his back and rode him until they made hot, steamy, sweaty love. Hika had been so jealous that he stole Apollo's idle waiting time while Kaoru was asleep. Those two were really competitive, of that there was no doubt. Stretching, Apollo made his way back to the room where the boys were resting.

Unfortunately, his thoughts turned to Silvia while he went down the fire escape. What would she think of him if she ever found out what he was doing? Scratch that: What would she think if she knew who he was doing? Would she hate him? Would she listen to the whole thing before passing judgment? Would she even care? That last one made him stop and think. Why did he care if she cared or not?

A couple more days, he thought to himself. Just a few more days and I'll go back to being a hopelessly in love heterosexual. Right now, there were too many props for being the way he was. Maybe he could become a bisexual instead of giving up one for the other. He smiled at the thought. He was at the door by now so he had to focus.

He smelled them moving around inside long before he opened the door. He wanted to let them know he was there, but didn't know how. So instead, he stripped to his loincloth and reached for the doorknob. The door opened and the roses flew out.