Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran, but that doesn't keep me from having a blast writing this stuff!
Hikaru, who had been bored out of his mind from swirling his pencil around his desk, suddenly found himself writing.
My brother is like, my chair, keeping me from falling on my face against-
"No." He said, crumpling the piece of paper and throwing it over his shoulder.
Kaoru, is the greatest gift to me since-
"No." He said again, getting a little more agitated as he threw another piece over his shoulder.
He's the wind beneath my wings…
"That's been done too many times." Another crunched ball of paper went soaring over his shoulder.
He is my one and only-
"Ugh! None of these are good enough!" He said, swirling his chair around and throwing the last rejected paper across the room, putting his hands on his forehead. He slumped in his chair, trying to relieve himself from his headache. When he finally processed what was behind him. He slowly brought his hands down from his eyes, to see Kaoru sitting across from him, the four papers in his hands, un-crumpled. He wore a smirk on his face, and his eye brows were raised.
"Hmm. You are quite the poet, dear brother." Kaoru laughed as he walked over to his shell shocked older brother, placing a kiss on his forehead, and walking out of the room.
Hikaru sat there for a few more seconds, before rushing after him.
Author's note: Wow. This is probably one of the most random things I have ever wrote, at least relating to the twins… I just thought of it suddenly and decided to write it. I hope you liked it!