Warning: This chapter is the reason why this story is rated M. If you don't like twincest, please don't read. Now that that's over and done with, on to the final chapter of Lost and Found!

Hikaru POV:

"Kaoru," I said, wrapping my fingers in his silky locks (which I had convinced him to dye back to his natural color), "You've got a leaf in your hair." Kaoru jumped back, spilling hot tea over his hand. "Kaoru!" He yelped, dropping the cup, and I grabbed his burned fingers, sliding them into my mouth. The princesses squealed as our amber eyes met. All according to plan.

"Hikaru…gomen." I released his fingers, holding his hand in my own.

"Baka. Watch what you're doing next time, because…when you're hurt, I'm hurt."

There was a chorus of girlish screams, but I hardly noticed. Things were finally back to normal. No, they were better than before. It had been two weeks since Kaoru had returned and since then things had been better than I'd hoped. We had returned to the Host Club and, on the surface, it seemed as if we had simply gone back to the way things were before the incident. That was completely untrue, of course. Everything between us had changed. Somewhere along the line we had gone from brothers to lovers. It was a complete taboo. But to us, it didn't matter what the world said because we lived in our own world; just us and our friends.

"Hikaru? You okay?" Kaoru asked. The Host Club was over for the day and we were headed to where our chafer was waiting to take us home.

"Un." I slid into the car, Kaoru close behind me. "I'm just happy." Kaoru glanced up at me as I slid an arm around his shoulders, pulling him against me. The car jerked to life and I fell into him, our foreheads banging together. I hissed in pain and then realized how close we were. His lips were so tempting…

"Hikaru," Kaoru warned, turning away. I pulled back; the driver glanced back at us in the review mirror and I frowned. What the hell was his problem? I sighed, leaning back against the cool leather seats.

"I know, I know."

The rest of the ride was uneventful, if not incredibly frustrating. Being in love with Kaoru and not being able to express that love in public was annoying to say the least. But we knew that Mother's business and the Host Club would suffer if word of our relationship ever got out, so it was for that reason that we kept our true feelings for each other hidden behind the scenes. But when we were alone in one of our rooms, it was an entirely different story.

I watched Kaoru as he dropped his bag down beside his desk, stretched, and fell back against the bed. He glanced at me, holding out a hand. I smiled, taking it and letting him pull me down beside him. I lay down, taking his hand and studying it. His fingers were still a light pink from where he'd burned himself. I frowned, rubbing a thumb over the damaged skin.

"You weren't really supposed to get hurt," I said in a minutely accusing voice.

"It's fine. I can barely feel it." He really didn't get it at all. I turned to him, propping myself up on an elbow.

"Didn't you hear what I said back at the Club? When you hurt, I hurt."

"Hai, hai, I understand."

"Do you?" His gaze met mine for a moment before he groaned and threw a hand over his eyes.

"I said I was sorry for running away. How long are you going to hold that against me?"

"Until you make up for it," I growled, but there was a hint of seduction in there that I knew he heard. His lips twitched into a smirk as I leaned over him, my mouth inches from his.

"…I think I can live with that," he breathed against my lips.

I closed the distance between us, a shiver of pleasure running down my spine as Kaoru's tongue playfully teased my own. His arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer. I used one hand to support myself and the other eased itself under his shirt to trace soft patterns on his slender abdomen. He moaned softly, lifting himself into my touch. I smirked into the kiss, slowly bringing my hand lower until it stroked the skin just below his bellybutton. Kaoru squirmed, trying to guide my hand lower. When I didn't budge, he turned his head, taking a few deep breaths.

"Hikaru, please…" I smirked, but obeyed. Leaning back, I helped him pull off his shirt before shrugging out of mine. His fingers stroked my chest lightly, his eyes clouded over with lust. I undid his belt with practiced fingers, carefully tugging down his pants, and then his boxers. He gasped, head lolling back against the pillows, as I wrapped my fingers around him, tugging his already half-hard member to life. By now I knew just how he liked it and drank up the soft moans and needy gasps that were so damn erotic.

His fingers tangled in my hair as I slowly put my mouth around him. I held his hips steady as I went to work, my tongue swirling around the base and then licking along the underside in the way I knew he liked. He was trembling now, and I glanced up to see that he had a fist in his mouth trying to stifle his moans. I laughed around him and the vibrations must have been too much, because he suddenly reached his peak. With a muffled cry he came deep in my mouth. I swallowed, waiting until he was done, before releasing him.

When I sat up he was panting, eyes shut, and face flushed. I crawled up the bed and lay down beside him, waiting patiently for him to recover. After several minutes he opened his eyes, still looking a little dazed. He glanced over at me his eyes bright and his gaze tender, as he shifted so that he was straddling me. Without a word—we didn't need any—he undid my belt and gently lifted me out of my pants. I let my eyes flutter shut as his fingers wrapped around me, stroking me so gently that it was driving me crazy.

"Kaoru," I hissed, but he just laughed.

"Gomen, gomen," I could hear his smile as his strokes became longer, harder. His thumb slid over my slit and a moan slipped out before I could stop it. "Better?" I opened my mouth to reply but his lips found mine before I could speak. His tongue fought mine for dominance before he slowly backed down and let me take the lead. I could feel the pleasure of release coiling in my belly but just before it hit, Kaoru sat back, releasing me. I groaned in frustration, lowering my hand to finish the job myself, but Kaoru grabbed my wrist. I stared up at him half-angry and half-curious; his eyes were bright. I swallowed. Those were the eyes that meant he was up to no good. He stood up suddenly, going over to the desk and rifling through a drawer. It only took him a moment to find what he was looking for, and he returned to the bed, straddling me as he had been before. I glanced at the small tube in his hands and frowned.

"What's this?" He blushed lightly as he handed it over. I turned it over in my hand and studied it for a moment, before looking back at him.

"Wait, wait…you're telling me…that you went out to a store in public and bought lube?" His cheeks went a shade or two darker, but he didn't look away.

"I just thought…we were ready." I blinked up at him.

"Are we ready?"

"I'm ready…!" He seemed to realize that he'd said that just a little too fast. He lowered his gaze. "Please, Hikaru…" I bit my lip trying my best to suppress a laugh, lest I embarrass him any more. But he really was adorable. I nodded, trailing my fingers over his rosy cheek.


Before I could say anything else, his mouth was on mine again. He kissed me until the need for air became too much and we parted, his head resting against my shoulder as we both struggled for breath. When I could feel my lungs again, I carefully pushed him down, switching our positions. Uncapping the small tube, I put a small amount of lube on my fingers then looked back at Kaoru. He was trembling just slightly as he pulled off his boxers, kicking them to the floor. He spread his legs for me as I positioned my fingers at his entrance.

"If it hurts, tell me and we'll stop." He just nodded, a look of the utmost determination off-setting the lust in his eyes. I pushed one finger in slowly and winced. He was so tight…would I really fit? I pulled back, carefully putting in two this time. Kaoru made a choked sound and I glanced up, worried. "Are you okay?"

"H-hai…feels weird…" I took my free hand and gave his hand a squeeze.

"Try to relax, okay?" It took a moment before I felt him loosen around my fingers. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding as I carefully stretched that tight ring of muscles. When I was sure it could fit me without breaking him, I sat back and quickly lubed myself up.

I positioned myself against his entrance and, as gently as I could, eased myself in. I only got about halfway in when Kaoru's breath hitched, his muscles tightening around me. I cursed under my breath—it felt so good and it took literally all of my self-control not to come right then and there. I clenched my jaw looking down at Kaoru. His eyes were squeezed shut, his breath shallow. I moved the hand that wasn't supporting me to his stomach, rubbing a thumb over the warm skin in smooth, even circles.

"Kaoru, you have to relax. I'm right here. It's okay." Slowly, slowly, his muscles uncoiled as his body began to relax into the mattress. I took the opportunity to push all the way in. I lowered my head as I built up a slow but steady rhythm, lust coursing through my veins. I pushed back in but froze when Kaoru gave a cry. I looked down at him, searching his face for any signs of pain. "Kaoru?"

"There…right there, again…please…!" I pulled out slightly, rolling my hips as I tried to find that spot. Kaoru gasped and moaned as I hit that spot again and again. Between his lusty cries and the near unbearable heat surrounding me, I knew I wasn't going to last much longer.

"Hikaru, I…Ah! I…" I got the message and reached down to give his length a few good strokes as he thrust into my hand. With a strangled cry he came, his seed splashing over my hand and his bare chest. The sight was enough to push me over the edge and I came fast and hard before I even had the chance to pull out.

I pulled out slowly before collapsing beside him thoroughly spent. We took a few minutes just to catch our breath. Then Kaoru rolled onto his side, his arms wrapping around me as he nuzzled into my neck. I smiled, enjoying the moment. Three weeks ago I had been completely and utterly infatuated with someone I thought I could never have...I had put on my best mask and tried to pretend I didn't feel anything, because I was supposed to be the responsible older brother. And now here we were, a tangle of limbs, our skin slick with sweat and cum; and yet, when I looked at Kaoru, I saw nothing short of perfection. I smirked at myself; Kaoru was turning me soft.

I ran my fingers through his sweat-dampened hair. He just gave a happy sigh, nestling further against me. I smiled down at him before sitting up. He groaned as his pillow was taken away from him.

"Hikaru," he whined, his fingers wrapping around my arm to try to pull me back down. I just laughed, pulling his hand off and lacing our fingers together.

"C'mon, we need to clean up." He grumbled something as he grudgingly peeked one eye open.

"But I'm sleepy…" I grinned down at him before putting on my best serious face.

"Don't make me carry you." Kaoru chuckled; that was something Father had always told us when we were kids and didn't want to go to bed. He thought for a moment then lifted both his hands out in front of him.

"Carry me." I playfully slapped his arm away.

"Spoiled brat." He just grinned cheekily back at me.

"And yet you still love me." I laughed, standing up and offering him a hand.

"And yet I still love you." He took it and I pulled him to his feet, wrapping an arm around his shoulders as I lead him to the main bath.

I'll always love you.

AN: Yay for happy endings! I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed—you gave me the strength to keep writing! Also, thank you to all the readers out there who took the time to read this story. I really, really hope you enjoyed it! Until next time…