Written by Miyu, Vampire Princess

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Oh look! ANOTHER SEQUEL! =P This story continues the interesting twist in Tohru and Hatsuharu's relationship...I.M. and Truth and Consequence...now five years into the future. LEMON Warning. Told from both Haru's and Tohru's POVs. Standard Disclaimer follows story.

Part Five - FATE

~TOHRU~

I thought for sure I'd arrived at the airport too late.

The taxi dropped me off at the main terminal. I didn't even ask for him to wait as I rushed inside. The attendants at the information desk could do little to help me. I checked with every airline in hopes of finding him but they couldn't help me either.

Haru, I'm here!

I checked every gate for Haru's arrival. It might have been helpful to know which flight number he was on. I could've found the gate much easier that way. When I saw no sign of him in the terminal, my heart sank into my stomach. As I checked my watch for what seemed like the hundredth time, I slowly made my way towards an exit.

I'm stuck at the airport with no way home, so I head down towards the transportation station. I have to go through baggage claim to get there, taking one last glance around in hopes of seeing a glimpse of white/black hair.

Then I see it walking out the door.

Haru! Wait for me!

I could've been wrong. The young man was dressed in a pair of black jeans and a waist-length leather jacket. The boots appeared to match the jacket. It seemed totally wrong for Haru. I stood there, watching him walk away with his large dufflebag in hand. With tears in my eyes I make a last ditch effort to see if he's real or not. If I'm right or not.

"Haru, wait!"

My heart, thudding like a drum against my chest, pauses for a minute as the young man turns around. White hair over black blows in the wind as dark eyes turn to search for mine. When our eyes meet, I see the surprise there. The longing. The desire.

The love.

"Tohru?"

It's like nothing's changed. He's still looks like the same old Haru. Older, but still the same.

Then I realize he's not alone.

Rin Sohma is here as well.

But it doesn't matter. He's here. He's finally here.

And I get to see him.

Tears form in my eyes. I start to cry with a smile on my face. I know it seems ridiculous, but I can't help myself. My heart starts to beat again, the pounding in my ears echoing in my chest.

I wait for him to turn away. To join Rin who, to my own surprise, has not said anything yet. I don't know the girl well, but I do know that Haru cares about her. He always has and always will. Just as I will Yuki.

Is this how it's to be? Is this what fate has decided for us? I can't answer either question. It's up to Haru now.

But he doesn't turn away. In a burst of speed I've only seen in Yuki or Kyo, Haru is in front of me, just inches away from me. One hand reaches up to caress one of my cheeks. There's a look of awe in his eyes as he checks to make sure I'm real. I grasp his hand in mine, kissing the palm before placing it over my heart.

"Haru, I've missed you."

~HATSUHARU~

I just can't believe my eyes.

It's her! She's real. Not some strange illusion or simple thought. She's REAL.

As she places my hand over her heart I want to pull her to me. I want to hold her. I know it's not possible, especially in such a public place, but I so want to do it. I can't help the stupid smile that appears on my face.

I'm so close to her again that even my body begins to react. I try to stop myself, knowing that she's engaged to another. That she'll be married to another in less than 24 hours. But again, I don't really care. I want her. I've ALWAYS wanted her.

The only thing that stops me is the piercing gaze I feel boring into my back. Rin's there. Watching. Waiting. I'm surprised she hasn't said anything yet, but then Rin's always known me best. Perhaps that's why I'm not surprised when she finally says:

"I'll see you two tomorrow."

Tohru blinks in astonishment. I'm not sure what Tohru may have expected, but I'm not going to stop her. I should. She did go through the trouble of leaving the main house for me. But I can't bring myself to do it.

She did it for me and I'm glad.

Gomen, Rin. But this is Fate.

"Isuzu-san," Tohru begins to call out but I place a finger over her lips.

"Shhh, it's all right." I can't stop the stupid smile from growing. "Rin will be fine. I promise."

Tohru looks at me with new tears falling down her cheeks. I can't tell if she's happy or sad. In either case, I don't want to see her tears. I want to see her smile.

"But she looked...sad. Haru--?"

"She'll get over it," I assure her, stroking her cheek with my free thumb. "She always does."

The tears slow and she smiles at me. "I'm so glad you're home."

"Me, too." Leaning over, I pause just long enough to murmur, "I've missed you so much," before placing a passionate kiss on her lips. I half expect her to push me away, even just slightly, but there is no such reaction.

Instead she weaves her hands in my hair and pulls me closer. Opening her mouth, her tongue races out to find mine, searching the inside of my mouth. I can't suppress the groan that escapes from my lips. I've missed this. I've missed her.

And so have other parts of me.

If this is what Fate has in store, then I will not argue. Hell, I won't even make a complaint.

But we need to talk first.

I break the kiss first, coming up for air. Resting my forehead against hers -- has she gotten taller while I've been away? -- I try to catch my breath, the stupid smile returning to my face. Familiar words -- long ago memories -- begin to race through my head.

"Tohru, perhaps we should go somewhere else."

She looks a bit dazed, a smile forming on her lips as well. Kami, I missed her smile. The tears are gone, forgotten. But then she frowns and I frown with her. Taking a step back I look at her with concern.

"What is it? What's wrong?"

"I came here in a taxi," she tells me. "But I didn't ask him to wait...."

"That's all right." Is that all she's worried about? I see my little flower hasn't changed much in the past five years. "We'll get another one."

"But it could take a while," she replies, a bit of a pout on her lips. I can't help but laugh.

"Then we'll have plenty of time to talk," I reply, although talking isn't quite what my body wants to do at the moment.

I grasp both of her hands firmly in mine and lead her back over to where I dropped my dufflebag on the ground. A taxi pulls around the next corner, but it's taken before I can even raise a finger. Planting a kiss to the back of her hand, I reluctantly let go. The fourth taxi that comes around the corner is empty and I raise my hand to signal for it. We climb in quickly, sitting as close together as my curse will allow.

"So how have you been?" I ask her as the taxi pulls away.

~TOHRU~

I couldn't be happier in my entire life.

I hug one of his arms close to me as he signals for a taxi. I still feel badly for letting Isuzu go like that, but Haru is right. She'll get over it.

Ah! Is that a note of jealousy in my head?

It matters little as the taxi pulls up and we crawl inside. He gets in first then offers me a hand. I fall dangerously close to him, but he doesn't pull away. He only smiles, taking my hand in his and holding it tightly.

"So how have you been?"

"Well, thanks," I answer with a happy smile. "I've got a job working at a first class restaurant now. I'm very excited."

"That's great!"

"What about you?" I ask. I haven't heard from him at all and I'm dying to know what his life has been like in Europe.

He tells me about school and Momiji's visits. They've toured Europe a lot and I'm dazzled by all the sights he tells me about, like the Eiffel Tower and the Tower of London. Momiji has told me about some of the sights, but I'm fascinated by the way Haru describes them to me. He sees the world in such a unique way, much like Momiji.

Just after graduation he was offered a consulting position in a very prestigious law firm. He's still debating on whether to accept or not. It could be the start of a wonderful career. He has to give them an answer when he gets back.

But I don't want you to leave me, Haru! Not again.

"What about your wedding?" he asks out of hte blue. "Getting nervous?"

I frown, sitting back a little. I didn't want to talk about this. Then again, I couldn't ignore it either. There's a pain in my heart, knowing that I'm hurting Yuki by doing this. I didn't want to hurt him. I love him.

But I also love Haru.

Is it a case of who I love more?

No, my heart says. This is Fate.

"Tohru--?"

"There isn't going to be a wedding," I tell him, tears welling up in my eyes again.

He looks at me with wide eyes. "No wedding? What...Tohru, what do you mean?"

With a sigh I explain, "I told Yuki. I told him our secret." I pause, closing my eyes and waiting for his backlash to come. When it doesn't, I open my eyes and continue. "I showed him your letter. He...told me to go to the airport. To be happy."

I hear him groan beside me. I dare a glance up at him. He looks pained, injured in a way I'm not sure I can explain. He pulls our joined hands up to his lips and kisses the back of my hand again.

"Tohru, I want you to be happy. If Yuki makes you happy then you should--"

"You make me happy, Haru. I...I've missed you so much. I can't...tell you how good it is to see you. But now that you're here I don't want you to leave me again. Please, understand. I don't like the fact that I've hurt Yuki, but I can't stand to be away from you anymore."

He looks at me seriously with those dark eyes. There's uncertainty there, but the love that shines through is greater than anything. "Tohru, are you sure? Do you know what your doing?"

I nod, wiping away the last of my tears and offering him a somewhat forced, yet reassuring smile.

"Here's your stop."

We arrive at the hotel much quicker than I thought. As we exit the cab, I reach for my purse, but Haru stops me, paying the cabby before turning to me again. I begin to argue but he shakes his head. Then he grabs my hand and pulls me into the hotel beside him.

As he checks into his room, I take a moment to examine him. REALLY examine him. his hair is more white than black now, grown longer on the top, but neatly shaved around the neckline. His complexion is a bit warmer, more tan I guess. And he's grown a bit too. Actually, he's grown a lot. He must be well over six feet tall, and here I am at only a small five foot five....

"Here's your key. Enjoy your stay."

As he pulls me over to the elevator. I'm amazed though, not by how much he's changed, but by how much he's stayed the same. The same gentleness in his smile. The same tenderness in his caress. The same look of love and desire in his eyes.

"Haru, I love you."

~HATSUHARU~

This is nothing at all like I had planned. I should never have come. I didn't want to intrude on Tohru's life. I just wanted to see her again. Wanted to see her happy. Wanted to see Yuki happy.

"Welcome. Do you have a reservation?"

"Hai."

When Yuki first wrote to me to tell me that Tohru had agreed to go out with him, I had never been more jealous of the rat in my life. It was a good thing we were continents apart, otherwise there would've been a smackdown.

And I'm not sure I could've beaten him.

Sure I'd have raw power on my side. But Yuki had skill. It would be a very tough call.

But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that Yuki could make Tohru happy, and that she was happy with him. They were in love. Why else would she have accepted his marriage proposal?

I didn't realize that Tohru was, in reality, as miserable as me.

I drove her to him.

I thought I could keep Tohru safe, make her happy, if I went away. But in the end, I caused two more people pain. Misery loves company, but that's a sad excuse for what I did.

Yuki, please forgive me.

"Here's your key. Enjoy your stay."

"Arigato."

I slowly walk to the elevator, my room key in one hand and Tohru's hand in the other. I feel alight squeeze on my hand and I squeeze back, a smile forming on my face. I look up at Tohru as the elevator doors open.

"Haru, I love you."

Kami, how long have I waited to hear those words!?!

I step into the elevator, pulling her with me, and press the number five on the panel. Tohru smiles up at me. I can't help but smile in return.

"I love you too, Tohru."

And the elevator door closes.

If anyone would've decided to stop the elevator between floors, they would've gotten quite a show. As soon as the door closed I practically pounced on Tohru. The need to feel her close was so great. One hand in her hair, the other relinquishing her hand in favor of her breasts as my lips took hers in another searing kiss. Her hands came to life, roaming under my jacket and nearly scorching me through the cotton shirt I was wearing. It suddenly felt warm in that little enclosed space and it was welcome relief when the elevator stopped and the door opened once more.

Thankfully no one was waiting when we left the elevator.

I'm not sure who's dragging who down the hallway to my room. We pause for small kisses and light caresses. Tohru's giggles are enough to drive me mad with want. The movement of her body and the devilish look in her eyes does nothing to sooth the beast in me that wants to ravage her.

506. 508. Dammit, where's my room!

We continue down the hall, petting and kissing each other as we go. Her hands are on my shoulders and one of my hands has her blouse untucked and is stroking the smooth expanse of skin underneath.

516. 518. Yes!

I fumble to get the key in the slot, Tohru's hands gently massaging my shoulders and chest. I want to feel those fingers on my bare flesh. I want to feel her flesh against mine. I moan in response to a flick of my nipple and the door to my room opens.

Finally!

The door is barely closed before our lips are locked once more. Shoes are discarded and we start stripping each other of clothing. My shirt goes first, followed by Tohru's blouse, both button-down.

We'll have to look for the buttons later.

Nimble fingers undo the clasp of her bra and peel it away to reveal magnificently rounded breasts. My hands cup their weight as Tohru moans into my mouth. She feels so good in my hands. Her hands find my nipples and start toying with them as I play with hers. One particular pinch causes Tohru to gasp, breaking our kiss. I start to trail kisses along her jaw and down her neck, all the while maneuvering us towards the bed.

Thankfully, there isn't much in the way of furniture.

I barely have enough sense to allow her to lie down on the bed before jumping on top of her. My lips already have one breast tip in a kiss while my other hand slides down her body towards her most sensitive area. She cries out, her hands grasping my hair as I squeeze my hand under the waistband of her skirt and cup her over her underwear. Her hips buck into my touch and I switch from one breast to the other to torture her further.

"Ah, Haru, onegai!"

I have to raise her hips to slip the skirt down to her feet. She kicks it away easily and I strip her of her underwear as well. Kissing a trail to her navel, I dip my tongue into the small dip, then drag it further downward. I position my mouth over her sex, spreading her legs wide. She moans my name when I kiss her mound, screaming as I slide my tongue along her wet sex.

She tastes just as I remember and I can't seem to get enough. My hands grasping her hips, I pull her into my mouth, my tongue piercing that most sensitive part of her, diving into her molten depths. She writhes more, moaning and calling my name, her fingernails scoring my shoulders as she attempts to push me away and pull me closer.

When she comes, I open my mouth wide to taste her. Her body shivers, her chest heaving, her lips gasping for air. Her eyes are glazed over as she raises her arms to welcome me. I accept the invitation, rolling us over so that she can now be on top. I want inside of her, but it's been so long that I don't want to rush.

As soon as she's on top of me she opens the button of my pants and pulls down the zipper. My jeans are tighter than they should be, my cock crying out for attention. She pulls the jeans downward and I kick them aside as easily as she did her skirt. My boxers are next and I watch, holding my breath, as she looks at my throbbing sex for the first time in so long.

Her hands don't hesitate to hold me, wrapping around me so tightly I moan. They move upward then downward at an agonizing pace. Then she leans over to place a light kiss to the tip, licking a drop of pre-come that's already formed there. My head drops back, enjoying her caresses until they become too much too soon. With a hand I stop her from taking me into her mouth.

Perhaps another time, I say with my eyes. She only smiles at me, rolling us over again so that I'm on top. She pulls my head down for a kiss, tasting herself and moaning at the same time. Her legs wide open, I take only a little time to position myself before thrusting inside of her. Our kiss breaks as we both relish the feel of our joining.

We begin moving as one, our pace slow and gently rising. She feels so good around me. All I want is more. MORE!

The pace quickens, my violent hammering punctuated by the slick sounds of our bodies coming together. It seems to echo in the room, mixing with our own cries of pleasure, driving us onward to a higher precipice. Her hips push into me, her lower body off the bed as it tries to reach its own release.

She's moaning and writhing under me, driving me wild. I can feel her climax approaching. Her muscles spasm around me, clenching me to her. I moan her name, pushing in and out almost inhumanly faster. I can feel the sweat dripping from my brow, feel the sweat on her body as we slam together.

Then she comes, calling my name as I drive into her one last time. My own release is a ball of white light, broken into a million tiny pieces. I have only enough sense to fall down beside her, leaving our legs entangles and my throbbing penis still inside her. It takes a few minutes for the white light to fade and the room to come back into focus.

There's a small sound echoing in the room. It's Tohru. And she's crying again.

With a hand I caress her cheek, wiping away the tears there. She looks at me with such fear that I want to crush her to me and never let go.

"Don't leave me again, Haru. Please, I don't think I can take it."

Was this a mistake?

No, my heart answers. This is fate.

"No more tears," I tell her, placing a light kiss to the tip of her nose. She wrinkles it cutely as I pull away, knowing I've hit a ticklish spot. "I'm not leaving. I promise."

"Haru--?"

"Hush now and rest." I pull the covers over us, which takes a bit of doing seeing as we're lying on top of them. When we're finally covered I continue, "We'll go over to your apartment later and get a few things, then I'll take you out for dinner. How's that?"

"Sounds wonderful," she says with a dreamy smile. But the smile fades slightly when she asks, "But what about--?"

"Yuki? I'll give him a call. I feel I need to talk to him anyway."

"No, no, that's not what I meant." She shakes her head. "I meant, what about Akito?"

Shit. I hadn't really thought that far ahead. The head of the Sohma clan didn't know I was in town. Rin may have been upset at the airport, but she wasn't likely to tell on me. Yuki wouldn't think of telling Akito, even if he was angry with me. He wouldn't hurt Tohru like that. It was safe to say that Akito knew nothing about what was happening.

"Haru?"

I smile at her, placing a gentle kiss on her lips. She looks at me with confused eyes. She so adorable I just want to gobble her up.

Maybe later.

Grasping both of her hands in mine I tell her, "I have a plan."

~TO BE CONTINUED~