Written by: Miyu, Vampire Princess

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Looky, looky! A 4th lemon for the "As the Sayings Go" set. Inspired by Rika-chan's Haru X Rin contest on the Furuba Lemon Basket ML. YAY! This story follows "Solemn Vows" and occurs sometime between "Clouds in the Sky" and "Expect the Unexpected" timeline-wise. No need to read those stories (although I'm not against shameless self-promotion). Not told from anyone's POV, either.

SMACK! THUD!

"Ow."

"I thought you said you could walk by yourself?"

"I thought I could."

"Well you can't. *sigh* Let me help you."

"No I think I've got it...."

THUD!

"Baka, you're a mess. Let. Me. Help."

"You've practically carried me this far, Rin. It's not fair to you."

"I'll decide *grunt* if it's fair or not. There. Now don't fall down again."

"I'm the one *hic* who got drunk."

A pause. "Well I won't argue with you there. It was so obvious that Ayame had spiked the punch." Another pause. "Look, the Honke is less than a quarter mile away. Don't give up on me now, Haru."

"*nods* All right."

Haru, who had unwittingly smacked himself into a tree then fell on his butt, climbed to his feet with Rin's help. He had no idea what was in that punch, but it was damn good. So good in fact that he drank better than his fill, only to end up in a drunken stupor. The alcohol was starting to wear off now, thanks to the cool evening air and brisk pace that Rin had set. With any luck he'd be sober, or close to it, when he reached the main house.

If he could stay on his feet long enough to get there.

"Haru!"

He shrugged, sitting on his butt once again. "Gomen. I slipped."

Rin rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Why do I have to be the one to look after your inebriated ass?"

"You could've stayed at the party."

Rin shook her head, helping Haru to stand once more. He did have a point. She could've stayed at the party. Honestly, she was looking for an out. She had agreed to go mostly for Haru's sake. He was so hopelessly attached to the rat.

And he skipped out on his own party, the little bastard!

Besides, she wasn't about to let Haru run loose, intoxicated and reeking of alcohol, on the public at large. Kami only knew where he'd get lost or what kind of fight he'd start. Black Haru was the last person she wanted to see drunk.

Wrapping his left arm securely around her shoulders, she wrapped her right arm around his waist. Hoisting his weight, she helped him to walk towards the Honke.

The last quarter of a mile seemed like an eternity. When she finally reached the main doors of the Honke, a nearby clock was striking midnight. It had taken them twice as long to get home as it did to get to Shigure's in the first place.

The main house was eerily quiet when they entered. Rin thought of taking Haru to her rooms, since they were closer, but decided against it almost immediately. They weren't supposed to be seen with each other outside family functions. That was Akito's will.

'So why doesn't he come out here and take care of Haru's drunken ass?' Rin thought to herself.

The answer to that was simple.

She didn't want him to. Akito's wrath was not something to toy with. She'd learned that first hand. All he needed to do was see them together and hell would break loose.

When they reached Haru's room, she had to carry his weight on her hip to open the door. She pushed him inside, half walking, half crawling. He stumbled his way to the bed, falling face first into the soft sheets.

"Haru, are you going to be sick?"

He shook his head, turning to lay on his back. "Nope just very hung over in the morning." He chuckled. "Good thing tomorrow isn't a school day."

"Yeah, good thing."

Haru watched through half-lidded eyes as Rin stepped into his room, closing the door behind her. There was little light, mostly from the windows and the lamps outside. But even in the shadows she looked stunningly beautiful. She was always beautiful. Her long hair just skimmed her waistline, and the form fitting pant suit she wore highlighted all of her fantastic features. It was actually a much better view than any dress could've afforded him.

His smile grew as she walked over to him and thoughts of things OTHER than sleeping suddenly came to mind. Just looking at her turned him on. It was a sad truth, but one he couldn't deny. Especially if she decided to get any closer than she already was. His tight leather pants could only hide so much. He thought about rolling over onto his stomach again, but a little voice in the back of his mind convinced him to stay as he was.

If Rin didn't like it, tough shit.

"You sure you're okay?" Rin asked, moving a small garbage can over to the bed. She didn't quite believe him when he said he wouldn't be sick, although she did make a mental note to check on him in the morning. She'd never seen him hung over before. It could be quite amusing.

"Never been better."

Something about his voice caused Rin to start. She looked up from the garbage can, realizing that she was really close to the bed. She could see him more clearly through the light in the window.

His smile seemed unnaturally happy. And something else she couldn't describe in words. She'd never seen him smile like that before. Perhaps it was the alcohol in his system.

No, wait!

She had seen that smile before. It had been a while, but he had smiled like that once before. One look at his eyes told her the truth.

She wasn't dealing with Haru.

The good one anyway.

"Shit," she muttered under her breath, taking a step backward. 'When did he turn black?!' Her mind searched for an explanation she knew wasn't there.

With a speed unworthy of a drunkard, Haru reached out and grabbed one of Rin's wrists as she backed away. He pouted. "Don't go. Not yet. Onegai."

Rin was decidedly torn. Now he sounded more like White Haru. She didn't want to leave. Not really. But she didn't want to be alone with him in his black form either. What if he was just playing with her?

With a sigh, Rin resigned herself to Fate. She had convinced herself once before that he'd never hurt her in either of his forms. Although now was a bad time to be testing that theory, she took a step forward. The grip on her wrist loosened slightly, but he didn't let go.

"I can only stay a short while, Haru. If Akito finds out I was here he'll--"

Tugging lightly on her arm so she'd move closer, Haru pulled her so that she was forced to sit on the edge of the bed. She sat, his arm crossed over her lap and his hand still holding her left wrist. "Who says he has to know?"

Rin sighed, shaking her head. She should've left when she had the chance. She could feel her nerves shaking, feel her insides turn to mush. He always had this effect on her. The fact that she knew he was aroused as well didn't help either.

"He doesn't have to know," she answered somewhat calmly, belying the thorough pounding of her heart in her chest. "But he ALWAYS finds out."

Haru chuckled again, a light sound with a somewhat insidious tone. "Then we should make the most of it, ne?"

Using the arm resting in her lap, he grabbed her around her middle and threw her back onto the bed. Hard. Moving himself to the dominant position on top. Rin was still bouncing off the mattress as he lowered his lips to hers in a searing, forceful kiss.

The motion was so quick and without warning that Rin didn't even have a chance to cry out in surprise. Eyes wide, hands resting on his upper arms, she resisted him only slightly. Tears stung at her eyes and she forced them shut. Her vocal cries turned to loud moans against his brutal but soft lips.

Haru shifted a little, so that his heavier weight wasn't fully on her. One leg entwined with hers, hands possessively on her hips, he pursued the kiss further. Gently he bit her lower lip, then ran his tongue along the minor wound as if to sooth the pain. Rin gasped in response and he took it as an invitation. His tongue dove into her mouth, eagerly exploring and searching.

Rin's insides melted the instant her tongue found his. This was going too far, she mentally noted. She should push him away and leave, but she couldn't. The pressure of his evident desire against her thigh only urged her on. She wanted him. Wanted him for a long time and had been denied him because of Akito. She wrapped one of her legs around his in an effort to keep him where he was. She had no intention of stopping him.

His black guise seemed to be fading a bit, the force of the kiss giving way to a more passionate, soul-bending one. He groaned as her leg wrapped around his. She wasn't fighting back. She was going to join him willingly. A dark part of his mind seemed both pleased and disappointed. There were so many voices in his head, urging him on, screaming at him to take her. He wanted her, there was no mistake. Had wanted her badly for so very long.

What Akito didn't know wouldn't hurt them.

Gasping, they drew apart. Haru gazed longingly at the angel beneath him. One hand tentatively caressed her left cheek where a tear had escaped, charging it's way downward. He wiped it away, leaning over to place a kiss to her cheek where it had been.

Rin opened her eyes then. Slowly they focused on the young man above her. Her eyes studied the hard contours of his jaw and cheekbones, trailing upward to lock gazes with his dark eyes. In an instant she could see two forces warring with each other. Black and white, blending together into different shades of gray. He was at odds with himself. He wanted her, but he didn't want to hurt her. Any doubt she may have had, all the fear that had crept into her heart, washed away instantly.

Her smile was small, but mischievous. Without breaking eye contact, one finger traced the outline of his lips. She gasped as he opened his lips and began suckling on her finger. Again his eyes swirled with his two personas, going from light to dark and back again. Which would she end up with?

Or would she be able to have both?

Haru watched through half-lidded eyes as Rin traced her finger along his lips, her mouth forming an "o" of surprise when he sucked the finger into his mouth. He lips gently pulled on the nimble digit as his tongue licked it along its underside before swirling around it. He was mimicking something he wished she'd do for him, but he could wait a little while longer. He ground his hips into hers as if to emphasize the point. He smiled slightly at her moaning response.

She blinked, sighing uncertainly. Kami how she wanted him. Was this right? "Haru...I...."

Reluctantly he released her finger, allowing her to withdraw it and caress it across his cheek. "Tell me."

She blinked again. "I don't understand...?"

He wanted to growl. This wasn't exactly a game he was playing. He wanted to know for certain that she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He had to hear her say it.

"Tell me what you want, Rin."

His voice, edged with both darkness and passion made her head spin. She could feel her insides melting at the sound of his voice, the light caress of his fingers and lips along her cheek.

"Do you want me?" he asked quietly, seductively.

'Yes! Yes, I want YOU,' her mind cried out. 'Take me dammit!' But when she opened her mouth to speak, no words would come out. Instead she nodded.

Haru shook his head, brushing his lips lightly across hers. It was a teasing kiss and a promise of so much more. He groaned in frustration, more with himself than Rin. He could feel the dark edges around his mind and so wanted to give in, but he couldn't. Not yet.

"I need to hear you say it Rin. Onegai."

"Y-yes." She was stunned by Haru's confession and surprised she'd found her voice. The next words that flowed from her lips surprised them both. "Dammit Haru, get on with it! Make love to me!"

His shock melted away as the words 'make love to me' registered in his brain. His eyes, still captivating in their transition from light to dark, closed as he descended upon her once more. His lips burned hers, forcing her to return the kiss with even more passion than before. He moaned, grinding his hips into hers once again, and growling when she returned the favor, pushing her hips upward into his.

He was still struggling with the darkness in his mind. One part of him simply wanted to take her while the other only wanted to see to her pleasure. Finally they agreed -- albeit reluctantly -- to share. Her pleasure would come first then he would take his own.

Hastily his hands found the buttons of her top and started opening them one by one. Rin returned the favor, slipping her hands underneath his mid-drift shirt to caress the smooth skin of his chest and shoulders. His shirt was the first to be removed. As Rin pulled it over his head, he finished unbuttoning her shirt. When he was able to see her again her shirt had been pushed aside, revealing two wondrously round mounds of flesh encased in peach-colored lace. Wasting no time, Haru buried his face in her breasts, licking the top of each mound with his tongue.

Rin moaned as his tongue made contact with her heated flesh. She wrapped her fingers in his hair, dark orbs watching him through half lidded eyes. She wanted to feel more of him. Skin to skin. But all thoughts were pushed aside when his teeth found one puckered nipple through the lacy fabric of her bra. He bit it gently before trying to suckle it in his mouth. She moaned again, arching against him.

Haru used this opportunity to sneak his hands around her back and unfasten the bra. 'Why don't more bras unhook in the front,' he wondered as he fought with the hooks. With a light snap he tore the garment free. He'd have to apologize to Rin later. Now free, he molded each breast in one of his hands. Soft skin filled his hands and he moaned in delight. He repeated his earlier actions, this time without the hindrance of the bra.

Rin held on to him for dear life. Her arms circled his shoulders, one hand still buried in his hair while the other explored the smooth contours of his back. She arched into his kisses, her hand trailing downward until it cupped on of his buttocks. Pushing her hips upward again, she pulled him down into her, grinding them together. She moaned at the contact and called out his name as he gave one hard tug on her nipple in response.

The throbbing in his loins forced him to move on. His kisses began to trail lower, from the valley between her breasts to her navel. He paused for only a moment, dipping his tongue into the crevice and suckling gently before moving his attention even lower.

Rin's eyes widened when she felt his fingers slip underneath the waistband of her pants and lower still to cup her sex through her thong underwear. She could feel her own wetness and moaned at the careful attention his hand was giving her. Instinctively her legs parted, one lifting slightly to give him better access. She was rewarded with another caress as his fingers finally snuck into her thongs and found her throbbing wet center.

Haru barely contained a guttural growl as he found her hot and wet and ready for him. Kami how he wished she'd been wearing a skirt. Removing his hand from her center, he grabbed the waistband of her pants and pulled them downward along with the thong underwear. They slid erotically down her thighs to her knees before he stripped them off of her, tossing the garments somewhere in the room. Licking his lips, his eyes settled on the beautiful creature beneath him and the small mound of hair that barely covered her sex.

Rin gasped his name as he kissed her down there. She could feel his lips working on her clit while his tongue explored her netherlips. When his fingers found her core and pushed their way inside, Rin was in total abandon. All she could do was give herself over to sensation. She felt a molten pool in her stomach. It kept rising like a volcano about to erupt. Finally it did, warmth coursing through her veins as a bright light washed over her. She tossed her head back, eyes closed and fingers entwined in his hair as he began lapping at her juices.

"H-haru...onegai...!"

Claiming her lip with his, he sat up on his knees and unbuttoned his pants. Her hands fumbled with his until the button came undone and the zipper was pulled down. He was glad that he wasn't wearing any underwear and noted the somewhat surprised look on Rin's face. Well what did she expect? He was wearing tight leather after all. Underwear just wouldn't be right.

He pushed the leather past his hips but stopped, groaning as Rin took his throbbing dick in her hands. Gently she began to stroke him, adding pressure at the base of his erection and tightening as she would bring her hands upward to its head. She repeated this several times until a bead of pre-cum formed on the swollen head. She rubbed her thumb across the head, then brought her finger to her lips to taste him. Haru moaned, his eyes closed and breathing labored as her other hand continued to stroke him.

"Rin...Kami...that feels soooo good."

"You don't taste too bad either," she commented with a smile. She gave his aching member a hard tug and was rewarded with a cry of ecstasy from her partner. "I want to taste more."

The erotic image of her blowing him off was about all Haru could stand. "Maybe later," he growled, allowing a bit of the darkness to take over. She'd had her pleasure. Now it was his turn.

And he wanted to be inside her.

He pushed his pants down past his knees, kicking them off with a little bit of effort as he settled between her legs. Sitting back on his heels, he pulled her up to straddle his hips, supporting her with his hands on her butt. He groaned as her hands framed his face and she kissed him passionately. He felt her shiver in anticipation and his dick twitched at the thought of bringing her to yet another climax.

Grasping him tightly in her hand, she positioned herself over him. She rubbed his head gently against her folds before sinking onto his swollen length. She thought she had been prepared for him, but his jutting length and stretching width were almost too much from her current angle. Biting her bottom lip she held back a scream as she forced him into her.

Haru threw back his head, moaning in ecstasy and thrusting his hips upward. He barely heard her cry out. Was it in pain or in passion? He knew Rin was not a virgin. That had been taken care of a few years ago. Still, she was tightly molded to him, squeezing him. Teasing him.

"Rin," he muttered, his thoughts jumbled and almost incoherent. The only thing he could focus on was the pleasurable sensations her inner muscles were causing. "Onegai."

Slowly, tentatively, she started to ride him. She was in an awkward position, her knees barely grazing the mattress to give her good support. Haru took care of that though. The hands that supported her rear also helped to set the initial pace. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she buried her face into his shoulder. She placed tiny kisses to his neck, getting wetter and more frequent as the pace sped up.

"Kami...so good," Haru muttered incoherently as Rin placed a kiss to one sensitive spot just below his ear.

Haru's arms moved of their own will, helping Rin to speed up the pace until she was bucking wildly above him. He mimicked her position, burying his face in the bend in her neck. His lips placed tiny, wet kisses along her neck and shoulder as he tried to bite off the groans of pure pleasure trying to escape him. He was well aware that Rin was reaching her peak quickly and he wished to join her, but he wasn't quite ready. He didn't want this wondrous sensation to end. He wanted to be inside her forever.

"H-haru, AH!"

Rin screamed in pleasure as another climax shook her to her very core. This one was much more than the first, washing over her with scorching light and nearly unbearable warmth. It vibrated through her body. She expected to hear Haru's cry of ecstasy not long after hers, but it never came. He was still rigid inside of her, her muscles contracting around his rock hard cock. Just the thought of it made her want to come again, familiar warmth pooling at the bottom of her stomach.

Grunting like a raged animal, Haru flipped her backward so she was lying on the bed. Bending her practically at the shoulders, her hips in the air and her legs wrapped around his middle, he rested himself on his hands and knees and began pounding downward into her. He filled her quickly, pulling out almost the whole way before pushing back in. The angle was also just right that, when he shifted his thrusts to the right just a bit, he'd hit this one spot that caused her to scream his name over and over again.

"Haru! HARU!"

She came for what felt like the hundredth time, only to come again. And again. This was unlike anything she could've imagined. Her hands clutched blindly at the sheets beneath her, her head tossing from side to side. She pushed her hips in time with his thrusts only to be rewarded with a smashing climax. Tears of joy stung her eyes as she came yet again, still basking in the light of her previous climaxes.

Sweat poured off Haru's brow as he continued to pound into Rin. The darkness around his mind continued to urge him on, howling it's own pleasure as he took his. His tempo grew faster, his thrusts shortened simply by the need for climax. Her final climax grasped him and brought him with her. White light poured over him, chasing out the darkness. It cooled and scorched him all at once. He felt his body tense, his seed rush forth. Her tight muscles were still milking him dry when he collapsed on top of her from sheer exhaustion.

With the quiet night surrounding them, their hearts slowed and their breathing steadied. Rin stroked Haru's forehead gently, his head nestled comfortably between her breasts. His hands rested at her sides, absently stroking the smooth skin of her ribcage. His hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his skin. His eyes were closed as he simply enjoyed being in her arms. She pushed his hair away from his eyes and look down at his now resting form.

'So peaceful,' she thought, noting the calm, yet satisfied, look on his face. Apparently both of his sides had gotten what they wanted. She'd had them both and couldn't stop her own satisfied smile from forming. 'I wish we could stay like this. Forever.'

She allowed him to rest for a few minutes before coaxing him out of and off of her so she could climb out of bed. He mumbled some sort of protest, but didn't open his eyes. Instead he snuggled into the remaining warmth on the sheets and drifted further to sleep.

"I love you, Rin," he whispered in his sleep.

She paused, her heart clenching. Did he really just say--? Did he really mean--? No, she corrected herself. It must've been the alcohol talking. Had he really been that drunk?

Sighing, Rin dressed quickly. She really wished she could've stayed. He looked so child-like and peaceful lying on the bed. What would waking up with Haru be like, she mused with a smile. But then the smile faded. She had questions now that needed answers, but they couldn't afford to be found out. At least not yet.

She dared one glance back at his sleeping form before heading for the door. Encased in a halo of light, he looked like an angel who'd lost his wings. A fallen angel. Perhaps he was, she mused.

Tears stung her eyes yet again, but she held them at bay. Opening the door she stepped out into the courtyard of the Honke. Quietly looking up at the night sky, she closed the door behind her.

"I love you too, Haru," she said into the darkness of night. "I love you, too."

~FIN~