Dark Side of the Coin

They knew that they shared her.

They knew that they shared Haruhi with each other, because they shared everything when they didn’t have separate copies of everything.

They knew that they shared Haruhi with Kyouya.

They knew because they accidentally, or was it an accident, walked in as they got a rather beautiful glimpse of a mid-climax Kyouya pushing into a blushing, sweating, beautiful for lack of a better word, Haruhi against the wall.

Kaoru’s hand closed over his brother’s as Hikaru’s breath caught in his throat. They knew about their feelings for the girl, and that the depths of those feelings was one of the many things that they didn’t share.

Kaoru knew that seeing Kyouya take his go would hurt Hikaru and vice versa, but he was the older of the two, so he would handle it, just in case Hikaru couldn’t.