Ouran- "Caught Between"
I am a machine today. No really.
Title: Caught Between
Rating: PG-13 for taboos
Pairing/Character/s: Twins, Haruhi (vaguely Twins+Haruhi?)
Word Count: 553
Warning/s: OOC and silliness, but you know. I still don’t know what I’m doing. >>
Summary: Haruhi always watches out for the twins.
Dedication: For Christine and JaB, because when they just as well said they’d like to be in the middle of a twin sandwich, it later gave me the idea for this story. Also for whymetoday, who requested it.
A/N: The request was: “Twins- Band-aid.” I realize belatedly that once again, the drabble really has nothing to do with the request.
Quite by accident, Kaoru gave himself a paper cut during the origami folding session he and Hikaru had been holding with their designated guests for the afternoon (he trying to build a paper heart for his brother, of course), and in a fit of “concerned anger,” Hikaru promptly grabbed his brother by the wrist and looked deep into his eyes before declaring, “Idiot…don’t hurt yourself doing things for my sake.”
The girls were in fits.
Haruhi supposed it would be those two and no one else who would turn a minor, accidental injury like that into a spectacle of gay brotherly love. And this one had to be an accident after all-- the two of them really didn’t like involving blood in their little escapades.
She sighed went to get Kaoru a band aid.
When she returned Kaoru’s finger was very firmly placed in Hikaru’s mouth, and the noises he was making as his brother sucked on the digit were really rather scandalous.
The two girls were practically rolling on the floor.
“That’s dirty,” Haruhi warned them, and held up the bandage she’d fetched, along with the disinfectant.
“But beautiful! The ultimate taboo!” the girls protested.
“No, that’s really dirty,” Haruhi reiterated, and promptly pulled Kaoru’s finger out of Hikaru’s mouth with an audible pop. “There are germs in your mouth you know,” she said gently, and moved about properly cleaning and bandaging her classmate’s injury.
The twins looked at each other.
“Haruhi…” Kaoru murmured, and suddenly looked up at her with big, watery eyes.
She blinked, and her instincts immediately told her to run. “What…”
“You always take care of us,” Hikaru butt in, sidling up to the brown-haired host from the opposite side, voice right beside her ear.
She blinked again. “What do you…”
“Oh, Hikaru!” Kaoru sighed, and bit his bottom lip tragically. “I’m sorry!”
Haruhi blinked. “For wh…”
Hikaru reached around her then, and his arm brushed her side as he touched his brother’s chin with delicate fingertips. “Shhhh, it’s okay, Kaoru,” he soothed, and was pressed right up against Haruhi now. “I understand.”
Kaoru wibbled. “Do you? I had…” he blushed and looked away, “I had… thoughts about someone else just now.”
Haruhi stared. “Eh?”
“I understand,” Hikaru reiterated, and rested his cheek against Haruhi’s. “It’s okay though. If it’s the three of us… it’s…”
The girls both screamed: “The ultimate, ultimate taboo- incestuous ménage à trois!!” and promptly passed out in raptures.
Haruhi sighed as realization dawned. “I’m going…over there now,” she declared, and slid out from between her smirking twin captors.
The next day, and the next after that, and the next after that even, when Haruhi was designated, she was always asked by her guest to spend time with the twins and their guests.
Tamaki sat in a corner and wept at cruel, unjust fate.
Afterwards, Hikaru and Kaoru always patted him on the back like the good sports they were and assured him that these were just the way things went sometimes. The guests were unpredictable in what they fancied from day to day, really.
Haruhi, in the meantime, began to wonder how-blood or no blood-- someone who so deftly used his hands for such purposeful evil in the past was capable of something as absentminded and clumsy as an accidental paper cut.
END
Edits plz!
Title: Caught Between
Rating: PG-13 for taboos
Pairing/Character/s: Twins, Haruhi (vaguely Twins+Haruhi?)
Word Count: 553
Warning/s: OOC and silliness, but you know. I still don’t know what I’m doing. >>
Summary: Haruhi always watches out for the twins.
Dedication: For Christine and JaB, because when they just as well said they’d like to be in the middle of a twin sandwich, it later gave me the idea for this story. Also for whymetoday, who requested it.
A/N: The request was: “Twins- Band-aid.” I realize belatedly that once again, the drabble really has nothing to do with the request.
Quite by accident, Kaoru gave himself a paper cut during the origami folding session he and Hikaru had been holding with their designated guests for the afternoon (he trying to build a paper heart for his brother, of course), and in a fit of “concerned anger,” Hikaru promptly grabbed his brother by the wrist and looked deep into his eyes before declaring, “Idiot…don’t hurt yourself doing things for my sake.”
The girls were in fits.
Haruhi supposed it would be those two and no one else who would turn a minor, accidental injury like that into a spectacle of gay brotherly love. And this one had to be an accident after all-- the two of them really didn’t like involving blood in their little escapades.
She sighed went to get Kaoru a band aid.
When she returned Kaoru’s finger was very firmly placed in Hikaru’s mouth, and the noises he was making as his brother sucked on the digit were really rather scandalous.
The two girls were practically rolling on the floor.
“That’s dirty,” Haruhi warned them, and held up the bandage she’d fetched, along with the disinfectant.
“But beautiful! The ultimate taboo!” the girls protested.
“No, that’s really dirty,” Haruhi reiterated, and promptly pulled Kaoru’s finger out of Hikaru’s mouth with an audible pop. “There are germs in your mouth you know,” she said gently, and moved about properly cleaning and bandaging her classmate’s injury.
The twins looked at each other.
“Haruhi…” Kaoru murmured, and suddenly looked up at her with big, watery eyes.
She blinked, and her instincts immediately told her to run. “What…”
“You always take care of us,” Hikaru butt in, sidling up to the brown-haired host from the opposite side, voice right beside her ear.
She blinked again. “What do you…”
“Oh, Hikaru!” Kaoru sighed, and bit his bottom lip tragically. “I’m sorry!”
Haruhi blinked. “For wh…”
Hikaru reached around her then, and his arm brushed her side as he touched his brother’s chin with delicate fingertips. “Shhhh, it’s okay, Kaoru,” he soothed, and was pressed right up against Haruhi now. “I understand.”
Kaoru wibbled. “Do you? I had…” he blushed and looked away, “I had… thoughts about someone else just now.”
Haruhi stared. “Eh?”
“I understand,” Hikaru reiterated, and rested his cheek against Haruhi’s. “It’s okay though. If it’s the three of us… it’s…”
The girls both screamed: “The ultimate, ultimate taboo- incestuous ménage à trois!!” and promptly passed out in raptures.
Haruhi sighed as realization dawned. “I’m going…over there now,” she declared, and slid out from between her smirking twin captors.
The next day, and the next after that, and the next after that even, when Haruhi was designated, she was always asked by her guest to spend time with the twins and their guests.
Tamaki sat in a corner and wept at cruel, unjust fate.
Afterwards, Hikaru and Kaoru always patted him on the back like the good sports they were and assured him that these were just the way things went sometimes. The guests were unpredictable in what they fancied from day to day, really.
Haruhi, in the meantime, began to wonder how-blood or no blood-- someone who so deftly used his hands for such purposeful evil in the past was capable of something as absentminded and clumsy as an accidental paper cut.
END
Edits plz!