Firukia and Zakia Notoski were fatherless, and their mother had left them to go to Japan. She was going to start a mega corporation, to get a better life for her and her children. In the meantime, her twin girls stayed in several foster homes, causing trouble where ever they stayed, and at school. Both were straight A students though, so the only ones that complained were the foster families. From eleven years old to fifteen, the Notoski twins learn to depend only on each other. They iced everyone else out, eventually just refusing to speak to anyone but each other unless they had no other choice.
When they are fifteen, word comes from Japan. Their mother has started her business, working closely with a man called Yuzuru Suoh. She transports goods and wares and also has a small department that is expanding, which is focused on selling the top fashions from other countries for Japan.
Their mother wanted the twins to come to Japan, to live with her. They wouldn't have to hop family to family anymore. There was also an academy there she wanted the twins to attend. They would be first years, the equivalent of freshmen.
The twins moved from England, the only place they'd ever known, to take a plane to Japan. When they arrived, a limo carried them and what few possesions they had to what appeared to be a small castle. Their family had become very wealthy, indeed.
When the car stopped, the twins got out and were greeted by their mother. She's changed completely. She used to wear yoga pants and tee shirts. Now she was wearing a black business dress with tall black heels.
She hugged them tightly, but the twins didn't hug her back. Nor did they smile, or say a word. Their mother frowned. She didn't understand her girls' behaviour. She took a hand of each and lead them up the steps. She had them leave their things, saying their servants would carry them to their rooms.
Inside seemed even bigger than outside. Soaring ceilings, polished tile floors, velvet stairs, crystal chandeliers. The picture of luxury. The twins looked at each other. They didn't like it.
The twins' new life seemed like it would be a bore. They decided, they'd cause so much trouble her, their mother would send them back to England. The girls preferred it there. Even if they had no one but each other, they could be however they wanted, whoever they wanted. Here, they would be expected to be ladies, and wear dresses, despite their tomboy personalities and boyish appearances.
The twins and their mother ate a silent dinner, and the twins retired to their room. Or, rooms. The twins rooms were separated. For this, they hated their mother. The twins never separated.
Rather than sleep in their separate rooms, Firukia, the older twin, moved her things into Zakia's room. The twins lay in their bed, eyes wide open, even though the light was off. It would be a restless night for them.