Ouran High School Host Club Fan Fiction ❯ The Solitary Twin ❯ A Game Gone Wrong ( Chapter 8 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I do not own Bisco Hatori's Ouran High School Host Club and I also do not make profit of this fic
Warning: suggested threesome, long chapter.

Chapter 7

I really hate it when he lies to me., Hikaru studied his twin who had his back turned to him on the bed. Kaoru had barely spoken to him at all, in spite of doing a great job of pretending that he wasn't mad at him. He knew better... Kaoru was pissed. The difference between the both of them was very marked when it came to their tempers.

Hikaru usually just mouthed off and exploded completely, while Kaoru remained silent and held it in. Rarely had he seen his brother actually throw a fit. The few times Kaoru had truly gone off had been because he hadn't been able to hold his anger in any longer which meant that he could spend days, weeks or even months harboring that rage in.

"Kaoru...," he sighed heavily seeing that his twin stiffened and didn't turn around to so much as look at him.

He thinks that he's such a good actor. I can tell he's just faking being asleep.

"Kaoru, quit acting like you don't hear me."

The body beside him on the bed only tensed up more in response.

And he says that I'm like a little kid sometimes!

"How many times do I have to apologize for doing it, Kaoru?!" he hissed under his breath, getting annoyed at the silent treatment his twin was so good at giving.

"You...," he straightened to a sitting position, resting his back on the headboard upon hearing Kaoru speak softly, "You could have just pushed her away..."

His brows raised.

So that was what bothered him? Me not pushing her away? He usually doesn't care if I do stuff with girls and now he's mad at me because of what happened with Etsu?

Tiredly running a hand over his face, he didn't know what to say to him. There was no valid excuse for what he did. Etsu's actions had surprised him, even though in the back of his mind he had known that she was going to kiss him. What he hadn't expected was that she had been forcing herself to do it.

It was only after she had iniciated the kiss that he had realized that. The girl had former kissing experience, which had been a shocker since most of the girls he had encountered didn't know a thing about what they were doing, but her expertise had been dulled by the fact that she had been using it as a way to chase him off.

When he had pushed aside his shock to see if she was serious, he had felt her hesitance and how she quickly dominated everything that was in the kiss. The gentle movements of her lips and tounge, how she measured her breathing to arouse him and the firm restraining hold of her hands on his face.

Etsu had been controlling him.

When he had come to that conclusion, he had wanted to test it out further by trying to push her down on the couch and it was no surprise that she ended things there.

And now this had to happen. Kaoru was angry at him and he was confused by it.

Because he liked watching us. He can't deny that to me and if he does I'll just point it out to him.

"Are you mad because it wasn't you she was kissing?" he asked, frowning at his brother's turned back.

The answer was clear when Kaoru turned around to stare at him with very wide alert eyes.

"W-What made you think that?!" his twin looked almost offended by the question.

Narrowing his eyes at him, he stated edgily, "You were turned on by it. Even she noticed it."

Kaoru's honeyed golden eyes trembled as his face flushed, "I wasn't turned on by that! I was just thinking about what we did at school earlier!"

He's awfully defensive. Now I know that he's hiding something.

Struggling to keep a smile from appearing on his face, he shifted on the bed so he lie beside his brother, facing him. Once his head was on his pillow, he stared at him directly in the eyes, so he could convey to him exactly what had transpired between him and the strange girl.

"That kiss meant nothing, Kaoru."

"Are you sure? Because it looked like you were having fun with it," regardless of trying to keep anger from his face, Kaoru's tone was slightly accusatory. The tiny edge on his voice wasn't missed by Hikaru. He knew his brother too well to miss small hints such as the changes in his voice and looks.

Breathing deeply, he gazed at him boredly, "She was just doing that to get us to back off. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she was scared out of her mind when she was doing it."

Blinking, Kaoru only asked a low, "What?"

"What I just said. She wasn't as into it as she made you think and neither was I."

"Then why did you keep doing it?" furrowing his brow, Kaoru still needed more convincing.

"Are you starting to doubt me?!" he stared at him disbelievingly. Of all of the things that could hurt him, having his twin doubting in him was the thing that topped the list.

"I don't see anything wrong with it, since you played those stupid pranks on her because of what happened last night. You were the one that started this whole mess."

Wincing at being reminded of that, he closed his eyes.

He just had to bring that up.

"You liked kissing her. You were even flustered by it."

Why does he insist on talking about this? Can't he just forget about it? If I said the kiss meant nothing then it was nothing. I bet that 'Etsu-chan' has already forgotten about it, judging by how good she was. I don't think that girls that kiss like that keep lists on how many guys they've fooled around with.

"I'll admit that she's pretty good...," he admitted after a lengthly pause, without opening his eyes. He honestly didn't want to see the look on Kaoru's face after saying something like that.

"So you liked it," at least he didn't sound as angry as before.

"And you liked watching, so we're even," he had to just point out the obvious.

Hearing a relieved sigh, he opened one of his eyes to look at his brother warily. To his shock Kaoru was smiling at him, without any anger remaining on his face.

"What...?" he arched one of his brows.

"I just wanted to see if you'd lie to me about it and I'm glad that you didn't, so I guess not all hope is lost."

Now he couldn't keep a glare from appearing on his face as he sharply sat up on the bed to stare down at his deceptive younger sibling.

"You were just testing me?! What the hell, Kaoru?! How could you trick me like that?! I really thought you were mad at me!"

A chorus of snorts escaped Kaoru, angering Hikaru more than he already was.

"I don't find it funny!" he snapped as the laughter at his expense rose to such heights that Kaoru's face reddened brightly at the force of it.

"You're so cute when you're mad!" Kaoru's laughter was rapidly becoming full-bodied guffaws that shook his side of the bed.

"Stop laughing about it!" They were supposed to play tricks on other people, not on each other! He couldn't believe that Kaoru had convinced him so easily!

"I can't...! Stop...!" tears appearing in his eyes, Kaoru choked that out through his laughing fit. His whole body was shaking so hard with it that it looked like he was having an epileptic seizure.

Scowling heartily at him, he grinded his teeth together while snaking his hand behind him to grab the pillow he had once been laying his head on.

Unaware of his plans, Kaoru continued laughing idiotically.

I have no other choice!

He hit him hard across the face with the cushiony weapon, making his laughs end with a surprised grunt.

Seconds that felt like ages passed by as his twin silently just laid there.

Did I hurt him?!, Alarmed, his eyes widened as he tentatively shook a limp Kaoru's shoulder.

"K-Kaoru...? I was just kidding... I didn't mean to hit you so hard...," not getting a sound or any signs of movement from his eerily still and quiet brother, his heart hammered his chest.

"Kaoru?!" close to a panic, he yanked the pillow off his brother's face. The wild pounding of his heart steadied to an angry tempo when he saw that Kaoru's beet red face was puckered up from trying to keep his laughter contained.

"I knew you'd fall for that!" another string of laughs escaped him as he started all over again, much to his growing rage.

"What's up with you?!" he spat when Kaoru who was still futilely struggling to stop laughing, sat up.

Holding both hands to his mouth to keep the mocking sounds from flowing out, his teary eyes met his.

"You shouldn't tease me with stuff like that!"

What his brother had just done, though it was a joke, had seriously pissed him off. It had almost been unbelievably cruel. Kaoru knew that he loathed being laughed at, most of all when it concerned his feelings for him. There were some things he took seriously, and things such a 'Kaoru being hurt' or 'Kaoru being upset' tended to set him off quickly.

I can't believe he did something like this!, glaring at his brother, he didn't try to hide how it had affected him.

"I'm... sorry!" finally showing some composure, Kaoru abruptly leaned closer to wrap his arms around him. In spite of his body still trembling from mirth, he was keeping all of his evil snickering from being heard for his sake, yet Hikaru was still mad about it.

Stiff in the apologetic hug and refusing to reciprocate, he glared down at the ginger haired head under his chin.

"I... I was kind of mad."

"Hm?" he made a face at that.

Moving his head away from his chest, Kaoru looked up at him solemnly, though his face still had some residual redness from his earlier laughter.

"I was mad... About you kissing her."

Blinking down at him, he was at loss for words.

"You said...," Kaoru paused as if unsure, "You said that you didn't like her and when you caught me last night you were so cold towards me afterwards. Seeing you doing that with her made me angry at the both of you."

His heart nearly stopped.

"Kaoru... do you like her?" If he did like her, Hikaru wouldn't know how to react to it.

"Not really," those words brought him so peace of mind, at least until he heard more.

"There's just something about her... I don't know what it is, that makes me feel this way."

Damn it! I knew he had been covering it up!, he tried to keep from stiffening in his brother's arms. He didn't want him to see how his flow of words were upsetting him.

"I wouldn't say it's 'like' like, but she doesn't feel like the other girls. She doesn't like us, and isn't trying to get on our good side. I guess that's why being close to her feels like we're near something we can't really touch. Isn't that weird?" frowning up at him, Kaoru studied his hardened face.

Hikaru had sensed that vibe off the girl, but hadn't really dwelled on it, writing it off as mere dislike. Etsu was just... too intimidating to want to get close to. He supposed that was why Kaoru said that even being in her presence gave off the sensation that she was unreachable.

"Truthfully, I think she's just a total bitch," he said bluntly and as he half-expected, Kaoru smiled at that.

"I think so too."

Lifting his arms, he finally wrapped the around his younger sibling and let himself relax. Hearing the truth from Kaoru had taken away some of the tension that had been growing between ever since Etsu had shown up. They never ever kept things from each other and if they did it was always found out.

"Though I wonder how far is she willing to go in trying to keep us away from her," murmuring more to himself, Kaoru pulled himself closer, snuggling up to him.

Automatically Hikaru felt a smirk quirking his lips.

"Are you willing to make a bet?"

"Huh?" moving slightly to look at him, one of Kaoru's brows was lifted in puzzlement.

"How far is she willing to go. Who knows?! We might get her to crack and to stop being such a mean bitch while at it."

Kaoru's questioning expression turned into a frown. Knowing what that particular look meant, Hikaru decided to amp things up.

"Come on, Kaoru! She knows about us! I don't think we'd be hurting her or anything! In fact she said she'd play with us! Aren't you the least bit curious?!"

"Are you sure you want to keep this up? What you're planning is kind of pushing our usual standards."

Now that question made him have seconds thoughts. The more they were around the girl, the more complicated their own relationship seemed to get.

I don't know anymore...

People often said that curiousity killed the cat and that wasn't that far from the truth. Usually, both of them would be bored by a girl after a couple of days, sometimes even just after a couple of hours. Etsu's meaness that rubbed him in all manner of bad ways, had kept both him and his brother interested in her longer than any other girls. Haruhi own lack of response to their teasing and games hadn't been as adverse and volatile as Etsu's.

Etsu hated their guts. No one needed to tell him that because the girl had shown it from the very start. She couldn't stand the very sight of them.

Why does she hate us so much though? She has to have a good reason behind it, because as far as I know before that day at the host club we had never even met the girl... and yet she just showed up and insulted us like she knew everything about us. If that isn't creepy, I don't know what is.

Thinking it over carefully while contemplating his brother's searching stare, he finally said...

"We have to set some rules..."

***

Why couldn't Etsu have been normal?, studying her silent daughter from the corner of her eyes, Sayuri was mentally stumped. The girl sitting with three feet distance from her was nothing like the bratty child she had seen grow up into a full-fledged prankster. She couldn't get over the drastic change in demeanor, manner of dress and even tone of voice.

For the last couple of days she had been waiting for Etsu to finally snap to her old self. The Etsu she knew was usually mean, and spiteful with a sardonic charm that confused her unsuspecting victims. The changed girl riding in the limo with her was not her daughter. She might look like her at least when it came to her face, but the attitude was completely off.

How long will it be before she shows her true colors?

She was dreading the real Etsu's comeback. If her daughter were to stop acting with her ridiculous and disturbingly convincing cold facade, everyone in Japan would be in uproar. Growing up hadn't made Etsu mature in the slightest. From the reports she had gotten from the all-girls school she had been attending, her daughter had in fact gotten worse.

That nun at her school had told me that the other students called her 'Etsu the two-faced'. I guess this is just another one of her tricks.

"For crying out loud, Etsu, quit slouching!" she hissed.

The only thing Etsu did was straighten her back while staring vacantly at the empty white leather seats in front of them.

Definitely not her. She's doing a remarkable job; I'm almost believing it myself.

Just as that thought crossed her mind, her peripheral vision caught sight of Etsu recommencing her slouching, this time her lazy pose more exagerated and nearly having her falling off her seat.

Should have known better. She's using the 'subtle defiance tecnique'.

Things had been pretty uneventful since the last visit from the twins. Like always, Etsu stayed out of her way and remained holed up in her room, only daring to go out when meals were served. It was as if she were still alone in the mansion, since her daughter's presence was barely felt.

She should have been grateful because of it, yet she still felt a bigger sense of loss at Etsu's new emotionless tactics.

"You're killing the life in that poor girl!"

Grimacing at hearing the words her mother-in-law had shouted at her weeks earlier when she had mentioned bringing Etsu back to Japan for the sake of a contract, she glanced over at the blatantly sarcastic 'cool' girl.

"You know, you are very fortunate to have caught the attention of the Hitachiin twins. I think you're one of the few girls they have ever invited over to their house," she was trying to make her comment come off as a compliment, which failed miserably.

"That's good to hear."

Sayuri glowered. Couldn't she just show a little enthudiasm?! She wondered if there was something wrong with Etsu's way of thinking or if being around girls for half of her life in a different country had made her disinterested in boys in general. From what she had been told, the twins were very sought after. They were practically infamous among their social circles for their charm and looks, but Etsu being herself, obviously didn't give a damn about what being associated with the Hitachiin name really entailed.

Not only was Sayuri getting her name recognized, but Etsu was getting an even better deal out of her growing friendship with the boys. She would have expected her to take advantage of the benefits such a connection could give her.

"Try to be nice to them today, okay? They are going out of their way to be nice to you."

Though I don't know how they could have warmed up to her with that frigid attitude she has taken lately.

"I will, Mother," Etsu's black eyes didn't show a flicker of emotion.

Goodness! She would have cursed at me by now!, shocked by her, Sayuri rested her back on the seat, feeling a bit awkward.

Sighing, without looking her way, she softly murmured, a little put out by her coldness, "You don't have to put on this act around me, Etsu."

"This is no act."

Snapping her eyes towards her, she studied her slouching profile and dead looking gaze.

Then I guess it's not.

The soft movement of the limo coming to a halt let her know that they had finally reached their destination. Giving her daughter yet another measuring glance, she saw that she straightened accordingly in her seat, preparing to be let out by their driver.

Here goes nothing.

She was surprised to see after they had been let out of their limo, that the twins and their mother were already waiting for them at the front door of the mauseleum of a mansion. She didn't know what to think of that and Etsu didn't comment or show any surprise about the strange sight as they headed towards the three of them.

"The twins were so excited about their friend coming over that they insisted in greeting her themselves!" Yuzuha exclaimed as soon as they reached them.

For some reason that had some discomfort spike in Sayuri.

Why do I feel like something is wrong? The twins seem friendly enough...

"ETSU-CHAN!" she flinched as two blurs immediately rushed to her immobile frozen daughter. The twins had moved so fast that she was surprised she hadn't toppled down the front door steps considering that she had been standing so close to the now smothered up girl.

The twins literally towered over Etsu and were pressing tightly on both of her sides, their arms wrapped like vices around her fragile frame.

They're a little too friendly, but I guess that's a family trait..., studying her daughter now, she saw that Etsu hadn't been surprised at their sudden attack. In fact the girl hadn't even yelped in shock or moved to escape them.

"We thought you were mad at us when you didn't talk to us at school!"

"Yeah, you were really worrying us!"

Sayuri frowned at the wailing shouts the boys let out at the silent Etsu. Since she had barely spoken to the boys, it was hard to tell which was which. They were both far too identical and similar in overwhelming enthudiasm to be able to be told apart, but then again she herself used to have a similar problem when it had come to Iku and Etsu. When her twin daughters had been born, the only way to know which one was Etsu and Iku was to have bracelets with their names on them. Other than that, Etsu, who was five minutes younger than Iku, had only one physical trait that set her apart from her twin.

A birthmark on her left hip. That minor little difference had saved her time after time whenever a nanny accidently switched the twins' bracelets or cribs. She had lost count of how many times both her and Akio had to undress both of their daughters to be able to tell them apart.

Those had been the good days... The days in which both of her children had been healthy. Everything in their happy family had begun spiraling downwards when Iku had developed a sickly nature while Etsu was always healthy and vibrant in comparison to her.

And I've always made her pay for it, like she's to blame., Sayuri didn't know how it had happened... How two identical girls had managed to have different physical strengths and weaknesses. The things that had been physically threatening Iku, had never had any adverse effects on Etsu. To tell the truth, she couldn't remember ever seeing Etsu get sick. It was one of those rare enigmas that surrounded twins; that even though they looked alike, there was always something that set them apart, thus making them into very different individuals.

Mere subtle differences that only someone that knew them personally would notice.

"The boys couldn't stop talking about your Etsu!" startled out of her inner thoughts, she looked over at the beaming Yuzuha who had moved to stand next to her. "Its so rare for them to ask a girl over to visit!"

That feeling of dread came back again. Sayuri got the sensation that she herself was thrusting her one child into the lion's den. Rarely did she pay attention to her maternal instincts, because she always knew that Etsu had a knack for getting into some sort of trouble, however the feeling that something that shouldn't be happening was starting to unfold kept nagging her...

The boys weren't showing any hostility towards her, yet she couldn't shake the feeling off.

"Wait till you see what we have planned for our playdate!" one of them exclaimed happily as Etsu stood there impassively.

"Mother has set up a room for us!"

"A room...?" Sayuri asked herself numbly, overhearing the teen boys. Honestly, she didn't like the sound of a 'room' and didn't need to have motherly intincts to think that way.

"Ah, yes!" Yuzuha, who appeared to be just as excited as her sons, explained to her with a brilliant smile, "The boys love cosplaying and they wanted to have a room set up with things for them to share with Etsu!"

That's a strange pastime., Forcing her strange earlier thoughts concerning the smothering affection from the boys currently squeezing her poor daughter into suffocation aside, she warmly smiled at her client.

I'm just seeing things...

***

The demons had practically carried her to a large room on the second floor of the mansion. Though to others she may have seemed indifferent, she had in actuality been squirming helplessly in their arms. She had been struggling during their entire speedy trip up the stairs and through the hallways. Even arriving at the socalled 'play room' hadn't gotten them to release her.

I hate them!, Under different circumstances someone had to really anger her in order to earn her hatred, but the twins... They had managed to earn a life's worth of loathing quite effortlessly.

Perhaps proud of how easily they had carted her around, the bastards chimed in sing-song tones, "Sooo?! What do you think?!"

Being mercilessly squeezed between them, she glared at the forsaken room they had brought her to.

Nothing about it was out of the ordinary and that was what didn't sit well with her. She tended to be wary when something was too 'normal'. From personal experience, unthreatening things coming from her foes turned out to be everything but.

These two are up to something..., a nervous tick appeared on her left brow. Lately, ever since they had started bothering her, her eyebrow had been going crazy. That repetitive twitching only happened when she was bottling in her anger and failing pathetically at it. She couldn't recall having it twitch so much before.

They really know how to get on someone's bad side.

"What's the meaning of this?" keeping her voice neutral while at their mercy was taxing.

"What do you mean by that?!" Hikaru who was at her right exclaimed, looking down at her disbelievingly.

"You're... going... to cosplaaaaay..." Kaoru said on her left in a tone reserved for dumb people.

I fucking knew that already and that's not what I meant! Do they think I'm stupid?!

Grinding her molars until her entire jaw hurt, she sent a fulminating glower at the rows upon rows of clothes crowding the large gym-sized room.

"Are you two into drag or are all of those clothes flamboyantly unisex?" she finally muttered, after noting that the color pink and purple were very prominent in grand majority of the outfits.

"Awww... she noticed!" Kaoru gushed and then much to her horrified disgust rubbed his cheek against hers affectionately.

"We're not going to cosplay! You are!" Hikaru's words explained more than enough.

All blood drained from her face at what they were planning.

"We'll just help you change clothes..." hearing the deviously low tone Kaoru had taken was what did her in. Now she definitely knew what they had in store for her. The twins were going to force her to put those clothes on.

"I d-don't need help changing my clothes," she felt her cheeks flush at the tell-tale stammer in her voice.

"Kaoru... I don't think we asked her for permission to do this..." her heart began to pound in earnest because as those words left Hikaru's lips, his arms tightened over her shoulders.

"No, we didn't."

Oh, God what have I gotten myself into?!, She had never been the kind of girl that liked playing 'dress up'. In fact, whenever she went clothes shopping, she just went for practical clothing, paid and then left, unlike other girls that spent hours looking at outfits that they would probably never wear in spite of buying them. To tell the truth, she abhorred shopping because it meant she would have to deal with stupid sale's people and other girls from her school that knew her and happened to be brousing at the same store. Most of the time she just opted to order stuff over the internet.

And now these two-She didn't even know what to freaking call them anymore-wanted to dress her up, probably touching her in the process.

I'm not going to do it.

"If you two so much as touch me in a improper manner, I will kill you," her growl didn't have its desired effect because all they did was laugh.

"That's an awful lot coming from a girl that offered to play with the both of us just a couple of days ago, isn't it, Hikaru?!"

"Yeah, I'm begining to think that she's a coward that's in way over her head!"

"Me too!"

Their laughter was so loud to her ears that she grimaced and jerked her body the best she could to no avail. A cousin had once told her and Iku that it was 'smartass' and 'rude' to openly remark about people standing right in front of them while ignoring them. It was the first time she had ever realized exactly how right her cousin had been back then. Having the twins talking to each other, about her as if she weren't there, was really starting to get under her skin. It was ironic that something she had done so much in the past was biting her in the ass years later.

"You kind of neglected poor Kaoru last time and we agreed that you would make him feel better about it!" her face blanched further at what one of the beaming imps was insinuating.

"Yeah...," upon hearing the falsely sad tone Kaoru let out, her narrowed angry eyes looked his way. She felt her face go cold at how close his face was to hers. Seeing that her attention was on him, he pouted childishly, "It made me sad... I even cried myself to sleep because of it..." a false little sniffle ended his pretended melancholy.

They're not even trying to hide the fact that they're full of it!

"You're quite mean, Etsu-chan. I told Kaoru that we should punish you for that, but we thought that it'd be a better idea for us to play with you instead of the other way around."

Refusing to look at the twin that just spoken, she tried to gather her bearings, but it was a waste of time to do her routine of imagining a 'happy place' while being held prisoner by two boys that were staring far too intently at her.

Kaoru studied her with deceptively sad and disgustingly innocent large golden eyes, and she helplessly gulped, feeling as if someone had thrown ice directly on her face.

"We just want to play with you...," he meekly reinforced his brother's earlier words.

Little by little her eyes widened in realization.

They're testing me. I don't know exactly what they want to test, but they sure are doing it.

"Fine, let's play," she felt some satisfaction when some uncertainty passed Kaoru's saddened facade. As if looking for some kind of confirmation, his eyes left hers to look at Hikaru who had also fallen silent.

I bet that they want to back out now.

Unfortunately, what she thought would be a cowardly surrender turned into the hell of all hells when Kaoru smiled happily the instant Hikaru eagerly yelled, "That's great! I'll go lock the door!

WHAT?!, Hikaru's unwanted warmth left her when he stepped away to walk behind them. Hearing the double doors of the room being closed, she turned her head to see him turning a small key attached to a chain.

"We're so happy you want to play with us! Most of the time girls that say that always get scared at the last minute!" Kaoru who was still attached to her left arm smiled cheekily as his brother turned around, dangling the keychain with his fingers.

Hikaru mockingly shook her only means of escape between his fingers and smirked, "No need to worry, Etsu-chan. This is the only key to this room. Mother doesn't have a copy of it which is why we chose to do it here. We're pretty smart, huh?!" her wide eyes saw the key disappearing into one of his pockets.

Smart? They were the worsest sort of evil in the universe. People had often told her that her games would get her into a bind she couldn't escape and what was happening on that exact day and time with the twins that she had purposely been trying to frighten off, was a repercussion of her thoughtless actions. She had stupidly put herself in that position by underestimating them.

And man, did she regret it now. At her old school, she had gotten weekly room isolations, cleaning duty, and public reprimands, but this time... no, she really had to watch the stuff she did and said in the future to avoid such an embarassing situation.

"We had thought that dressing you up nicely would be a good warmup, but since you're so willing to do it, we can just go straight to the fun part..." the twin that refused to let her go, breathed along the side of her cheek, making a shiver of dread go down her spine.

She was sure that they could hear her heartbeat pounding erratically. Every vein in her body was pulsing furiously with anxiety. She could already feel her skin thinly coated in a cold sweat.

"We weren't sure if you wanted to do it or not, so we only had a couch put in here behind some of the isles," Hikaru informed casually, passing by them to head over to some of the endless racks of clothing.

They had been plotting this., At school, after the 'incident', they hadn't so much as acknowledged her presence. She should have known the moment that Sayuri had told her that they had asked if she could come visit that something bad was going to happen.

"Come on, let's go," Kaoru whispered, his arms pulling at her shoulders to urge her into a robotic walk towards where his twin had disappeared.

Stay calm, Etsu. It's probably another one of their tricks. They're just on to you..., Swallowing at that, she loosened some of her muscles in a pretense to appear relaxed while on the inside she was in panic.

She had no idea what to do. Sure, she had some experience, more than a 'young lady' should have, but she didn't have enough knowledge to have sex, much less with two people who appeared to be degenerates.

I'm so stupid. I bet that if something does happen, my mother will just say I asked for it.

"Here we are!" she flinched at Kaoru's yell when they reached a long couch that had been set against the wall, hidden away from view by rows of clothing. His twin had already made himself comfortable by lying down on it, waiting for them.

"What's with that look, Etsu-chan. Don't tell me you're getting scared?" said boy remarked mockingly to her and hearing that she shot him a glare.

"Of course, she's not scared! She wants to do this, right, Etsu-chan?!" to her, Kaoru sounded just as mocking except his tone was nearly flirty in comparison to that of his twin.

Knowing that they were waiting for her to reply or to at least run off screaming bloody murder, she smirked.

"Let's get down to it." Neither of them showed signs of deceiving her. They were either very good at hiding things or they were really serious about what they had shamelessly offered.

"Good! We're going to have so much fun together!"

Don't freak out! If things get out of control, just run away., she always had issues when admitting she was wrong, but if things worsened and became inevitable, she would have to regrettably show what a bad actress she truly was.

Hikaru stared at her expectantly, still wearing a teasing little smirk that grated on her nerves.

I don't think I can do this!

"Now, Etsu-chan, if we're going too hard of you, you can always tell us to stop," when Kaoru solemnly said that, she sharply looked at him. He was being serious as he rested his chin on her shoulder, his cattish eyes staring at her unblinkingly.

"We don't want you feel forced to do anything."

They were giving her a chance to run away on time, but her pride, her biggest flaw, told her to stay and see how far she could play along. Something told her that in spite of them being considerate enough to say that she could back down with some grace, that they were merely testing her limits in order to humiliate her and see through her lies. This was the main reason why she started loathing them in the first place. The few times she had been around them, they had been tampering with her limits.

Tearing her eyes away from Kaoru's, she looked over at Hikaru that was already sitting up, unzipping his pants. He was being so nonchalant about it that her qualms helplessly returned with a vengeance.

"Let me help you take that dress off...," she couldn't hide her need to stiffen at Kaoru's quiet words. Feeling him moving his arms from her shoulders, she didn't look away from his brother that had already discarded his pants, leaving himself in only boxers and shirt.

Kaoru's fingers worked quickly, but not quickly enough in unbuttoning the many pearl buttons of her demure long dress. She hadn't picked the old fashioned grey dress out of personal taste, but because it was something she wouldn't normally wear. The thing was long, reaching her calves, with long bell-sleeves and a long row of buttons starting from the high-tight-necked collar down to it's hem. It would take Kaoru quite some time to manage taking the thing off.

However, he was apparently used to dealing with clothes, even a prehistoric thing as what she was wearing. By the time Hikaru had peeled his shirt off, revealing a pale, leanly muscled chest, Kaoru's hands had finally reached her navel. She hadn't dared to look down at herself and what they were both probably seeing, knowing full well that her simple white bra was being exposed.

It puzzled her how Kaoru could undress her, without barely touching her. The knuckles of his fast moving hands hadn't so much as brushed over her skin.

This is embarassing., she thought to herself, when Hikaru that was nearly naked, stretched out on the couch to observe them lazily. At least he hadn't remarked on her breasts. She knew she wasn't big, but she wasn't exactly small either. She was just... unimpressive. Not really a size A, yet not a size B either.

"You really need to pick easier dresses than this one, Etsu-chan!" Kaoru laughingly said, thankfully removing his hands from the loosened dress that now was opened into flaps of pale grey cloth on either side of her body. He hadn't yet reached the skirting of it, probably thinking that by losening half of it he could just pull the rest of it down.

"Whatever," it was a miracle that her voice came out so bored and cold.

Hikaru scoffed as if unconvinced by her act. She was certain that some bits of fear were showing on her face.

How long do they plan on keeping this up?, asking herself that, she allowed Kaoru to pull the cloth of her opened dress off her shoulders. Without that covering her, she shivered though there was no chill in the air. She could feel their eyes all over her as the long dress caught briefly on her hips before pooling at her feet.

"Not bad... Seems you've been hiding something," a blush scorched her entire face the moment those words left Hikaru's smiling lips. She could feel the heat of embarassment warming her neck and crawling over her cheeks. It had been a long time since she had felt so awkward, but then again, it had been an even longer time since she had let a boy see her in her underwear.

The first time a boy saw me in my underwear it had been because he had accidently walked in on me at Katherin's house. There hadn't been any time to be embarassed., Other than that, her sexual encounters had involved wearing most of her clothes. She knew a thing or two, like kissing and how to touch a boy, but she had never allowed anything to go beyond that.

"She's blushing like a virgin! That's so cute!"

Do they have to point that out?!

"Since you got Kaoru upset last time, I think you should do him first, but then I'll be kind of mad about sharing him...," Hikaru rubbed his chin thoughtfully, while eyeing her up and down as his brother stepped away from her, "so... you could sit on me while he's on top of you." Making a petulant face, he added childishly, "And please try to avoid making me feel left out."

Sit on top of him?, she blinked in confusion when Hikaru slightly spread his legs, resting his head on the armrest of the couch comfortably.

"Just sit here," he casually pointed at the growing bulge taking shape under his boxers, "I'll keep my boxers on until it's my turn."

These little bastards aren't kidding!, widening her eyes in horror, she was surprised to see Kaoru walking over to his brother. Leaning closer to him, he whispered something and upon hearing what he was told Hikaru just shrugged, raising his arms above his head so that they hung out over the armrest.

Looking over his shoulder, Kaoru smiled encouragingly, "Come here, Etsu-chan. Hikaru can be a bit scary at times, but he's not that bad."

"What the heck are you talking about?! You're the one that goes crazy when horny!"

Etsu blanched as Kaoru rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"He's kidding about that."

"Yeah, right..." adding that mutter, Hikaru's annoyed stare fell on her once more. "Well are you sitting on me or not?"

"Has that attitude actually made you popular with the ladies?" she asked dryly and upon seeing how his eyes glared furiously, she just had to flatly say, "Oh, I forgot you have your brother to keep you satisfied."

As he opened his mouth to bite her head off, Kaoru stopped him by chuckling at her remark.

"Relax, Hikaru, she's just asking a question!"

"Well she doesn't have to be such a bitch about it! The least she could do is be grateful!" giving her a final glower, he snorted and clenched his jaw to glare at the ceiling as Kaoru turned around to face her.

"Don't worry, he'll get over it," if it hadn't been for her hating him as much as his twin, she would have said that he was 'the nice one' of the two.

Eyeing the both of them, trying to keep all uncertainty from her face, she crossed her arms and asked in a business-like tone, "So I'm supposed to sit on him while facing you, right?"

Why the heck am I talking like I know this shit?

She saw a flicker of betraying shock register in Kaoru's eyes. The two of them might be good at acting, but they couldn't keep all from her. Over the years she had learned how to be very observant of others and if she didn't know any better, she'd say that Kaoru was starting to regret their little game.

"Yeah..."

Nodding, she was satisfied at the blush eating away Kaoru's face when she headed their way. His reluctance showed when he stepped too quickly aside to let her near his brother. She hesitated momentarily at seeing Hikaru giving her a measuring stare as if daring her to do what he had asked. Seeing the tall teenager lying so naturally on the couch, with his legs spread in a manner meant to hold her own legs up was downright intimidating.

This one isn't as shy. He's kind of scaring me.

Arching a brow at him, she leaned down and much to the shock of both of them, confidently wrapped her fingers around the half-hardened length hidden underneath his boxers. She had to keep from laughing at how Hikaru's eyes nearly bulged out in disbelief.

They're so full of shit., pushing her embarassment aside and avoiding to think about how red her face already was, she squeezed the stiff organ in her hand as Hikaru's stared at her in undisguised horror.

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