A/N: Hello, and of course, if you're interested in Ouran High School and if you really love the twins. You should read this. I've been thinking a lot about this chapter, and I intend it to be...Drama/Tradgedy/Comedy

Please keep reading! As said in the summary, there is a hint of HIKAHARU in the later chapters, BUT you won't get to see it until later, so please keep reading!

Disclaimer: I own none of these characters. This is purely fan-made.

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Walking quickly down the halls of the now empty halls of the school, you were almost exhausted from constantly power walking.

And why you were walking fast, you wonder...

Being a nosy and...almost classified 'friend' of this particular person, you were kind enough to deliver this almost useless and meaningless message to a popular person whom you know. This...wasn't truly a message or a give-him-a-note deliverance. I bet, you just wanted a confirmation. BUT...

You were just stupid.

The fact that you would do this is utterly, I dunno...stupid? That word easily describes your action.

Basically, by doing this, you are a dumb shit, excuse my French. But you are a random classmate picked in a classroom, who really had no appearance in the anime, and had a reason for being picked that is unknown.

Anyways, let's go back to our current topic, shall we?

You headed towards the giant staircases that were covered in smooth red velvet. Why was it covered in red velvet you again wonder.

Why indeed?

I dunno, ask someone else. But continuing into the story, you walked up the very wide range of steps, and appeared in an empty hallway. You walked towards a door that was pink, a pale pink that you would find in some girl's room.

Ah...the astounding magnificent gold handles, they were screaming for you to open them up, have roses blown in your face, and seven handsome men saying the same word. Well, that only happens when you arrive early.

You cocked your head to look at the sign that was stuck right out. It read: The Third Music Room...or something like that. You really can't see and you obviously don't care.

After spending a minute or so looking around, you finally opened that door.

"Irrasshaimassen."

Ahem.

Yeah right, no club member has the time of day to say that once they have customers to attend to. So all you see was girls giggling with blushes on their face, probably a lot of squealing and whatnot.

You are not one to squeal, or not one to have a blush madly on the face.

You are not gay, hopefully.

You are not a customer for any of the Host members.

You are there because you have to verify a piece of fact.

You are just a male student, who opened an unlikely door.

You are a brainless idiot, who happened to feel like screwing the world badly with an unintentional retort.

Well, hello, brainless idiot, and welcome to the Host Club.

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"Hikaru, Hikaru!" a newcomer shouted, while running towards the twins and Haruhi. He waved his hands around the air to catch the Hitachiin's attention.

The light-browned hair boy turned around, and walked to the annoying classmate. He asked impatiently, "Nani?"

Much to his irritation, the classmate was smiling happily. "How are you doing, neh?"

Hikaru's eyes narrowed; the bother of being separated from the conversing Kaoru and Haruhi was starting to bug at him. "Why do you decide to ask now, and at this time?"

The random classmate gave an even bigger smile, as he patted Hikaru on his shoulder, "My, my impatient as always, Hikaru-kun."

A vein popped on his head, and the older Hitachiin twin shrugged off his classmate's too-close-for-comfort hand. "Baka, just tell me why you're here."

Unexpectedly, the boy grabbed Hikaru's shoulders, and spun him around to face his brother and Haruhi. Then he spoke into the Hitachiin's ear, "You see them, yeah?"

"What of it?"

"Sh-sh-sh, they might hear you!" the classmate whispered quickly, before pulling him behind a vacant table. Hikaru gave a confused look, as he got into a crouch next to the unknown character.

Boredom and disbelief flooded his face, as the unknown classmate of his looked intently at the two who hasn't noticed a thing.

"…What are we doing?"

A hand reached for his collar, and he pulled Hikaru's head for him to get a better view. "Say…well look at that. Kaoru and Fujioka are getting along well, eh?"

"Nanda, what are you talking about now?"

"Hikaru, do you like Fujioka?" he asked directly. An arrow seemed to strike at his head, as he stared blankly at his classmate. A paper ball flew by, and bounced across the ground several times before disappearing.

Silence.

The classmate, whose name was miraculously changed to Korokushi, gave a light chuckle, while slapping Hikaru's back rather hard. "Ah, the famous silence. But you know what if you really do like Fujioka?" His amber eyes directed to Hikaru and turned semi-serious. "Will you twins fight?"

Irritation faded away into confusion, as Hikaru raised an eyebrow. "Fight?"

Korokushi didn't hesitate to immediately inform the Hitachiin. "You don't know?" He rose up a finger. "Kaoru likes Fujioka."

A lightning bolt struck, as his eyes opened slightly. Korokushi looked their way, and shrugged while Hikaru stayed silent.

"It was just a rumor, but…" He paused. "It sure looks that way."

Hikaru followed Korokushi's gaze and found a doubtful looking Haruhi who muttered something inaudible to him. Kaoru's face obtained a light blush, as he lit up with happiness. Hikaru blinked several times and his gaze lowered to the floor.

"Yeah, it does…" he then muttered, clenching his fists. After waiting a moment, he turned towards Korokushi but found him gone. The older twin didn't have time to think about it when a hand lightly tapped his shoulder.

"Hey, Hikaru what are you doing there?"

His twin's golden eyes rotated somewhere else, "Nothing. Just wanted to check the table legs." He hesitantly added, "To make sure they aren't wobbling or something."

Kaoru quickly brushed aside the topic, and smiled at him. "Anyways, I finally got Haruhi to come to our house! She was hesitant at first but I convinced her by telling her about our stuff. I knew this would work out, Hikaru, and you were hesitant about it-"

"Why the hell are you selfish?!" Hikaru suddenly yelled in annoyance. He turned to look Kaoru in the eyes while slowly inhaling and exhaling.

Kaoru asked softly, quite alarmed of his brother's behavior. "Hikaru?"

Hikaru blinked several times, realizing what he had just said. Quickly, Hikaru turned his head away from his brother, and covered the top of his face with his hands. "Gomen, the heat's getting to me. I'm excusing myself for today."

He grabbed his school case, and walked towards the club door.

"What's wrong with him?" Kaoru asked himself, as Haruhi appeared next to him.

She blinked at the retreating form of the other twin. "Did something happen to Hikaru?"

"He was fine just a moment ago…" The remaining twin shrugged, as Hikaru disappeared out the door.

---Next Morning

"NOOO!" The scream echoed throughout the Hitachiin household, every head turned towards the source, which was…located right in the twin's room.

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"Hikaru? What's wrong?"

Quickly, Hikaru's eyes opened to be greeted by blinding light and the concerned face of his brother. Something sped down his eyes and dripped off his temple.

He blinked for a while and observed his surrounding. Here he was lying on the cold hard floor; thank goodness he was wearing pajamas.

Slowly, he sat up and wiped away his tear-filled eyes. Again, Kaoru asked, "Are you okay?"

Partially remembering his dream, he stood up and wobbled slightly. Walking to the door without a glance at Kaoru, he replied.

"Yeah."

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Tp, tp, tp

The sounds of running footsteps were enough to attract the attention of the maids. And their eyes laid on a high school student who was heaving for breath. Slowly, he climbed down the staircases, and walked towards the dinner table, which held numerous dishes.

"Eh, what's for breakfast?" Hikaru asked awkwardly, as he took a seat at the empty table. A nearby maid answered.

"Hikaru-sama, it's Breakfast C, consisting of your third favorite foods."

A shiver ran up his spine, as he stared at the luxurious sparkling stuff in front of him. Slowly, he pushed away his plate. "On second thought, I don't feel hungry this morning."

"Ohayo," an unwanted voice chirped. Uncertainly, Hikaru glanced at his brother who was walking up to him. Taking a seat next him, he looked at the maid whom Hikaru asked earlier. "Eh, what's for breakfast?"

The maid sweat dropped, "Kaoru-sama, it's Breakfast C, consisting…of your third favorite foods."

"Oh, it is?" Kaoru inquired uninterestedly as he picked up a spoon. Before scooping the metal into his soup, he glanced at Hikaru, who was by now five feet away from him and still going further. "You're not going to eat?"

Hikaru stood up quickly, and turned around. "I'm not hungry; you know it might have been the crackers I ate yesterday…" He swiftly took the nearest school case that was resting next t the door. "I'm going to school."

Kaoru watched him leave, and sweat dropped as he returned back to sucking his spoon. 'Oy…that was my case…'

--In the morning

"Ohayo," Hikaru replied boringly, as he took a seat next to Haruhi.

Haruhi looked up from a book, "Oh. Ohayo, Hikaru."

He rested his chin on his hands, and a second later his head was on the desk. And after what seemed to be peace, Haruhi broke the silence.

"Where's Kaoru?"

He deadpanned, "Dunno."

Shft.

"Ohayo," Kaoru jumped in, taking a seat on the other side of Haruhi. He blinked and looked at Hikaru, "Is something wrong?"

No reply. Haruhi's brown eyes swung towards Hikaru's direction.

"I'm not really sure."

"Nothing's wrong, so stop asking," Hikaru exclaimed in irritation. This seemed to surprise the two, and his head turned away.

A vein popped on Hikaru's head, as 'irritation' was buzzing around his head. 'Yada, yada, just go away, Kaoru…'

'I was just asking…' Kaoru thought, a small note of annoyance picking at him.

---Lunchtime…

"Lunch B, please," Hikaru said casually to the chef. Their eyes shifted to one another, and then during that ten seconds of preparation…the unneeded had to happen.

"Why Set B?"

Ugh, that voice again. Why was he so irritant anyways, Hikaru, himself, doesn't really know. His eye focused on the people who were assembling the Lunch B set, "Nothing, felt like getting something different."

Kaoru's eyebrows lifted slightly, before he turned towards one of the chefs, "I'll get Lunch A then."

Hikaru shot a grumpy look towards Kaoru, as he took his plate.

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Kaoru could not eat. Hikaru was staring at him as if he was a hated enemy. And what's more strange was that he was sitting one seat away. How peculiar.

A sweat drop formed on Kaoru's head, as his twin shot another glance towards him. "Ano…Hikaru, would you like some?"

His head snapped away, "No thank you. Wouldn't want to eat something contaminated by your germs."

A tiny vein popped on his head, yet he remained cool on the outside. 'What's Hikaru doing? Is he playing a game or something?'

Hikaru then sighed, and quickly glanced towards Kaoru. "Besides, I'm not hungry." He stood up from his seat whilst picking up his untouched lunch. Walking to the counter, he placed it back on, and walked off.

'…I think I'm slightly pissed,' Kaoru thought to himself. A vein was beating on his temple, while placing back his utensils on the tray. Casually, he stood up from the chair and walked towards the counter. 'What's up with him anyways?'

--Study Hall

Normally, they wouldn't be doing this.

Normally, they would be playing games during this time.

But…strangely, Kaoru found his twin brother focusing seriously on his homework, scribbling away on his notebook in various kanji. Confusedly, following his older brother's actions, Kaoru took out a notebook and pen and began working in it.

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'Eh?' Kaoru looked at his kanji stroke, and proceeded to outline it.

The worst has come, his pen has lost its ink. Another bad thing was that it was his only pen that could be written with. He had no ink, but he knew that Hikaru had lots of pens. After all, he did pack some pens into his school case two days before…

Tapping his brother's shoulder, Kaoru whispered, "Hikaru, do you have any pens?"

Another vein popped on his head, and at first Hikaru ignored his brother. Kaoru withdrew his hand, and gave a frustrated sigh. He frowned at his brother's back, and glanced around before attempting again.

Instead of light tapping, he poked Hikaru's arm constantly, "Hikaru, do you have an extra pen? I ran out of ink."

Another vein popped, and then he turned around rashly and scolded quickly, "Ask another person! I don't have any stupid pens!"

Then he turned around back to his work, leaving Kaoru a bit worried and a bit angry. A vein was pulsing at his temple. How dare his own twin treat him with indifference as he would when there was a boy who likes Haruhi.

Kaoru sighed, and put away his notebook. No point in doing his homework, when there's no pen…

---Host Club

"Ehehe, and we kind of blew up the party, isn't that right, Hikaru?" Kaoru asked, looking over to the opposite side of the couch, where the other Hitachiin was sulking. He only received a grunt for a reply.

The girls and Kaoru sweat dropped. So far, they weren't doing their twincest. Or rather…Hikaru wasn't cooperating at that time…

Abruptly, Hikaru stood up and turned around. "Excuse me, but I'm going to sit over there." And he walked towards the corner where a long table sat near a window. He took seat and glared out at the sky.

Kaoru raised a finger, and gave a nervous smile. "Ano, excuse me just a bit…" And he walked off towards Hikaru.

One of the girls whispered to the others, as they watched Kaoru approach the short-tempered Hitachiin. "You know…they can't really work if there's just one."

"It's slightly lacking if both of them aren't together…" the other replied.

Too bad Kaoru didn't hear that.

He needed to.

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"Why so pissed, Hikaru?" Kaoru asked, resting a hand on the seat handle. "Is something bothering you?"

"No," he replied indifferently, not ripping his eyes off from the dirty windows.

Kaoru looked worried, and then asked, "Are you sure?"

A vein appeared on his head, and Hikaru growled impatiently, "Yes."

"You don't really look okay."

In a blink of an eye, Hikaru abruptly stood up; the chair he was sitting on fell to the ground. Clenching his fists tightly, he yelled, "I. AM. FINE!!! WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU CARE?!"

Kaoru stepped back a bit, taken back of what his brother just said. Everyone fell silent and looked at their scene quietly. Softly, Kaoru replied, "Well…it's a brother's nature to care…"

He reached to lightly touch Hikaru's shoulder, but he slapped it away. He retorted rashly, "Who told you to be my brother?!"

"…Hikaru…" Kaoru's hand still lingered in the air, and his shoulders slumped.

"Hikaru this, Kaoru that," Hikaru spat in malice, he then turned to glare at Kaoru, and shouted. "Do you have any idea how hard it is?! Everyone gets us mixed up, it gets damn annoying!!! EVERYTHING WOULD BE ALL RIGHT IF ONLY ONE OF US EXISTED!!!"

Silence.

"I'm going," Hikaru said softly after the outburst.

Hikaru looked away from his brother's pained face, grabbed a case and ran out the door. Slight murmurings and then silence, a blond student hesitantly approached Kaoru.

"Are you oka-"

"I'm going home," Kaoru replied shakily, grabbing the remaining case.

Tmp, tmp

Slam.

"Tamaki-sempai…Kaoru…he's going to be alright, isn't he?" Haruhi asked the prince next to her. He just narrowed his blue ocean eyes and sighed.

"I don't know, Haruhi."

A slight tug at his sleeve caught Tamaki's attention; he glanced down at the senior. The cute boy asked, "What happened…is just a fake fight, isn't it?"

"I wish it was."

---Hitachiin Household

It was dead at night, yet one small room was lit. Not with its usual bedroom light, but with a lamp. A silhouette sat alone on the desk, writing on a notebook.

Ticking of the clock filled the room, and the scribbling continued. A sigh was heard, and a clicking of his pen. He closed his book, and slowly got up.

He stood up, and flopped onto the bed. His hands tucked underneath his head. Staring straight at the black ceiling, thoughts started floating in.

EVERYTHING WOULD BE ALL RIGHT IF ONLY ONE OF US EXISTED!!!

"If only one of us existed…" he repeated softly. He closed his eyes and shook his head. The Hitachiin sat up and walked to his desk again.

He took a note paper and pen…and began writing. After several scratches, he picked it up and reread it, his golden eyes going side to side.

The boy sighed deeply, and crumpled it into his hand. Eyeing a nearby waste basket, he tossed it in. He switched off the golden glow of the lamp light, only allowing the moonlight to stream in.

Coincidentally, enough light hit the partially crumpled paper, only allowing a partial phrase to be written.

'I'm sorry.'

To be continued...


A/N: And it was quite fun writing Hikaru's indifference towards Kaoru. Poor Kaoru...

I purposely didn't specify who it was writing the note. Let your imagination decide who. So...how's that for my first Ouran fanfiction?

-Dewa Mata!