The wedding day finally arrived. It was the wedding of the decade to rival even Kate and William's royal wedding. Tamaki did not spare any expense. The gown Celine was wearing probably cost more than Haruhi's entire year's pay. There were paparazzi everywhere. Haruhi just wanted to get away from it all. Seeing all of this just reminded her why she and Tamaki had broken up. They just wanted different things in life.
The reception was in an old manor that was absolutely beautiful. But there must have been a thousand people there. Searching for a quiet place, Haruhi made her way to an upstairs balcony. From here, she would still see the party, but not be surrounding by it. She leaned over the balcony railings to see all the beautiful people below that were having a merry time.
"Trying to find a place to breath?" A voice from behind her startled her. Turning around, she found Kyouya leaning up against the wall with his hands in his pocket. He had looked so handsome standing next to Tamaki at the wedding ceremony. Now he stood looking dejected and tired. He must have been standing there before Haruhi had arrived.
"Yeah. But what are you doing here. Shouldn't you be with your date?"
"I came alone."
"Oh. Where's you fiancé? You should be brining her to events like this."
"You're one to talk. Where's Derek, this great boyfriend of yours you keep talking about?"
"I do not keep talking about him!" retorted Haruhi. "And if you should know, he's not my boyfriend."
"We both decided to end things when I came back to Japan. There was no point in continuing the relationship. I was never going back to the US and he was never going to move to Japan."
"But you told us you guys were together!" Kyouya's voice was getting louder and he was visibly angry now.
"No, you guys assumed we were still together. I didn't see the point in correcting your assumptions." Haruhi was starting to raise her voice too now. "I didn't want to deal with all the 'oh, poor Haruhi doesn't have anybody, we need to find her somebody.' I would bet you Honey and Kaoru would have been all over me trying to set me up with somebody for tonight. In the US, at 25, I would have been young to be settling down. But here, I'm getting over the hill. Why is it that women are supposed to be married off and settled down before 25. I just can't deal with all the bullshit I have to deal with because I'm a woman with ambitions." Haruhi turned around and started to stomp off. She was fuming. But suddenly she felt a pair of hands grab her by the shoulders and flip her around roughly.
"You let me believe you were in love with another man this whole time. After...even after what we shared...how could you!" There was a fire in his eyes and he was holding Haruhi by the shoulder and shaking her roughly. Haruhi had never seen him like this and for the first time ever, she actually felt afraid of him. But she was never one to back away.
"And what is it to you," she shouted back. "You are about to get married to somebody else! What does it matter if I'm single or not!"
"Did you really think I could marry somebody I didn't even love after being with you? I broke things off with Saiko the very next morning. Luckily she was more than happy breaking the engagement since apparently the marriage had been her father's idea. We just decided not to make it public as our companies were merging and stock holders would have panicked unnecessarily. If you hadn't given me that bullshit about you and Derek, I would have explained all of this to you that day in the cafe."
"There's no point arguing this Kyouya. We have made a mess of things. I made a mess of things with Tamaki and it cost me his friendship for a long time. It's taken this long to bring the host club together as friends again, I can't jeopardize everybody's friendship over a possibility of what may happen with us. I value your friendship too much to risk it. We really should stop this before emotions get involved."
They stood silently for a moment just looking at each other, not knowing what to say next. Suddenly the loud laughter of the Suzuki twins could be heard coming down the hallway. Haruhi turned around to see them skipping towards her.
"Haruhi, thank goodness we found you. Com'on. Celine is about to throw the bouquet. If you catch it, I'll take a picture of it and send it to your man," giggled the girls as they dragged Haruhi away. "But you'll have some competition in us girls. We are planning to catch that thing." She tried to protest and turned back towards Kyouya, but he was gone.
For the rest of the evening, Haruhi tried to find him again, but in the crowd of a thousand people, he was nowhere to be found.
Haruhi stepped out of the twin's limo, waving good bye to the pair of twins and walked towards her apartment building. She was tired. She couldn't understand why women would want to put themselves through the pain of wearing heels. Damn that Hikaru for making me wear these contraptions. This must just be another way for men to keep women submissive because they sure as hell couldn't do much with them on. As she entered the apartment building, she bent down to pull off the strappy shoes that felt like they were cutting into her feet.
As she pulled the shoes of and looked towards her apartment front door, she saw the most unexpected sight that made her heart skip a beat. There, in front of her apartment was standing Kyouya. He was still in his tux, but lacked his usual cool and polished look. His tie had been loosen and his hair looked disheveled like he had combed his fingers though it one too many times. He looked at Haruhi with an emotionless face, hiding behind those glasses.
Haruhi walked up to him with her natural smile, "Want to come in for some tea, and this time I really am only talking about tea. I bought some 'commoner' green tea, hope you are OK with that."
Kyouya gave her a sad smile and stepped aside from her door to let her open it. She fumbled through her purse looking for her key. Damn Kauro, why did I let him put this dress on me that has no pockets. I can never find anything in this stupid purse.
Pulling out the keys, she tried to get it into her door. But just as before, she felt his presence right behind her, his warm breath that smelled like the oaky Merlot they had drank earlier tickling her neck. Before she knew it, he had turned her around and was pressing her up against the door. However, unlike last time, he was very gentle, almost like a caress. Haruhi could feel every piece of her body that was in contact with his. It was like fire was coursing through him into her. She wanted him to stop. She wanted him to lift up her dress and fuck her right there. Her mind was flooded with emotions and desire which she didn't know how to handle. He was looking into her eyes and she felt naked as if he could see right through her.
They stayed like that for what seemed an eternity although it was probably just a minute. He had not spoken a single word this whole time. Slowly, his hand moved down the side of her arm that wasn't clutching the apartment keys. It was barely a touch, but still, it sent shivers down her spine. As he found her hand, he laced his fingers with hers and brought it up slowly towards his lips.
"Haruhi," his voice was soft and calming, "It's too late to not get emotions involved. Our friendship has already been impacted by this." He softly kissed the back of her hand. "You see, I'm head over heels in love with you."
As those words echoed in Haruhi's head, her jaw dropped as she let go of the keys she had been clutching in her hands. Effortlessly, Kyouya grabbed the falling keys out of Haruhi's hands. Leaning into the surprised woman, he kissed her ever so tenderly on her lips savoring the taste that he had grown addicted to. He could feel her lips against his, soft and smooth like nothing else he had ever experienced. Just the privilege of kissing them was worth the entire Ootori fortune. He wanted her so badly. He wanted to make love to her all night long and wake up cuddled against her naked body in the morning. He was willing to risk anything and everything for it.
"I want you Haruhi," he whispered into her ear as he skillfully inserted the keys into her door and slowly opened the door, never opening any space between their bodies. He slide them both to the other side of the door and as he slowly closed the door he moved his lips down her jaw line and started placing tender kisses along her neck. "And I'm willing to jeopardize this friendship to see this relationship through. I'm a rich bastard that's used to getting what he wants and I want you." More soft kisses down her collar bone. "Haruhi, I've waited too long, please don't make me wait any longer." There was almost a pleading in his voice that most would not have even noticed. But Haruhi always could see through that wall he put up against the rest of the world. He was nervous.
Suddenly he flipped them around with his back to the door. Throwing the keys on a nearby table, he slipped his arms around her back and pulled her even closer. It was almost like he was afraid that if he didn't hold her close enough, he would lose her. All this time Haruhi hasn't responded to any of his actions, but she hadn't pushed him away either. She looked up into his face. Wiggling her arms out of his death grip like embrace, she reached up and slowly removed his glasses. Looking into his eyes, she tilted her head slightly and gave him a coy smile. "Do I really have a choice when an Ootori decides he wants something?"
Kyouya smirked, "No, when you have an Ootori's heart, you have his mind and balls…" With that he pressed himself into her. Haruhi could feel his arousal hardening against her, "…forever." And that final word made her weak in the knees. If Kyouya wasn't holding her, she was sure she would have fallen down. She felt his lips crashing down on her again and this time she kissed him back with just as much fervor. Her fingers were grabbing onto his hair and he could feel her breasts pressed against his chest. Just feeling her body next to his was heavenly. His hands were already unzipping her dress when she pushed his arms away. Kyouya gave her a questioning look until she grabbed his hand and quickly lead him to her bedroom.
"Kyouya, if you are going to be with me…"
"There's no if's about it."
"OK, since we are going to be together," Haruhi pushed him onto the bed and straddled him. Kissing him open mouthed as she rammed her tongue into his mouth for a breath taking kiss. "You should get used to some things." She slowly started pulling at his tie and pulling it off. "I'm not the lay back and let your man do whatever he wants type of gal."
"You didn't seem to have a problem with that last time," Kyouya smirked.
"Yeah, but you see, that goes both ways."
Before Kyouya could find a witty response, Haruhi had tied his hands with his own tie to the bed post.
"Ootori Kyouya, for the first time in your life, prepare to give up control because I'm taking you on one unforgettable rollercoaster ride." As Haruhi smirked at Kyouya, he just looked up at her like a deer caught in the headlights. One thing was for sure, this relationship would never be boring.
Hope you enjoyed. Sorry about the typos. I rush to get each new chapter up so don't do a good job checking my work. Let me know what you think. As I said at the beginning, I am studying to be a sexologist. Feel free to message me with any questions.