I'm doomed if I don't finish this one, and I thought of doing this one for some time. I had some inspiration and the time to create this new story of mine. I thought of making something cute and inhuman. I was on hiatus for awhile, and so, I decided to come back.
Disclaimor: Bisco Hatori owns Ouran and her characters.
I never thought the day would come when I encounter someone who looked so identical to me. I mean, its awesome, cool, scary, and strange. I don't know what this strange feeling inside me is. But, all I wanted to do was strangle him to death. I mean, I was falsely accused of shoplifting.
3 hours earlier
The bell rang and I packed my things up into my bag. People all around me were doing the same thing as they were talking to their friends or whomever. I quietly left the classroom, and I exited the soon-to-be crowded hall out of the building. For such a prestigious school as Ouran Academy, it gets very crowded easily. The population is huge too. There were not only just high school students, but elementary, middle and college students. I think this academy must have at least over 5000 students, plus the staff members and faculty. I thought this school chooses special intellectual and rich people, but I guess not. There were many gifted people here. I wouldn't be surprised about anything.
I mean, I'm an orphan. Oh, before I forget, I'm Hikaru Hitachiin. Nice to meet you.
I didn't want to go home early. I decided to swing by the mall. I'm old enough to go any where I please. I saw my chauffeur by his car. He was waiting for me as usual. Everyday, my parents were so cautious of me being by myself. So, that's why they have a chauffeur to escort me home to school and vice versa. I really thought it would be more easier if Mom just gives birth to a brother or sister after I was born. But, no, I guess not. If I had a sibling, we would both be ok with each other. I guess we would be able to manage going home by ourselves. Its not so hard.
When I saw my chauffeur, I decided to take a detour. The whole roundabout way, and its the longest. I don't mind. I just want to kill time. Nothing at the mansion but maids and servants, asking you, "Would you like some tea" or, "How would you like your bath". Other times when I'm not allowed to do things, it would be "No, your mother this..." and "No, your father that..." Jeez, I really can't get some time for myself, even though I could at the mansion, but its so boring. All I want to do is go outside and have some fun. I've heard some of my classmates do that, so why can't I? It seems that rich kids are just spoiled and inside folks, who have nothing to do but just critisize the middle and poor classes. Well, that ain't me.
I walked on the sidewalk, seeing other students going by limo or bike or whatever transportation that they see fit for themselves. Some were walking. I'm glad so I don't have to stand out so much. Reaching into my pocket, I took out my latest new version of IPOD that just came out yestarday. My father works for the technology companies and he's the head. So, I guess he's head of Apple company too. But, seriously, old versions aren't so bad. Its a huge waste of old technology. Oh well...
I put on the ear phones and I pressed play. A random rock song with some instrumental was playing. I like hearing music while doing things by myself. Its fun.
I continued on walking the sidewalk. I noticed the huge mall over the hill. If only I can get a bike and I get there faster. Well, I guess hiking is no big deal.
In twenty mintutes, I wished that I would have gone home, but I made it to the mall anyway. I entered the huge building, and it was packed with all kinds of people. There were couples, goths, fans of some sort, otakus, hobos, and other people. I didn't spot anyone from my school, so that's fine, I guess. I decided to hit America's best known stores: JC Penny and Macys. I looked around, seeing the boys' clothes here. The store had good choices, but there were some in low value. Heh, its a good thing I was mom's son. I learned a lot of fashion tips from her, but not enough to know prada. Whatever that was...
I looked into my bag, and I saw a few credit cards that I could use. That's good, then I can go home not being empty handed. Oh, wait, I should call my chauffeur. No, better not. I continued to look at the clothes, but some were not so good in fashion. I decide to just leave and go look at some other stores. I looked into some DVD stores, and I found a few good action packed movies and some horror ones. I have gotten used to watching movies alone. I use to ask the other maids and servants to watch with me, but most of them declined. Bunch of workaholics...
Next stop, I went to the music store. I just remembered that Nickleback has his new CD out. I might as well go there and get it. His songs were good for my ears. I entered the store, and I headed towards the section that I wanted to go to, the Rock/Metal section. I thought so. I found the CD that I wanted. Before purchasing it, I make sure it has all the songs. Well, of course, it says so on the back, but the CD itself may or may not have the songs that might not be in there. I dislike the fact that I paid good money for a CD album that contained hardly anything of value. I scanned the CD, and I put on the store's head phones on my ears. I pressed play. The songs were all there. I'm glad. I'll be buying that. I took off the headphones and put it back into place.
As I turned towards the cashier, I bumped into someone's arm. "Oh, sorry, you ok?"
"Its fine." I barely got a chance to look at the guy as I move towards the cashier. I mean, I wasn't being rude or anything, but its fine as long as the other is fine too. Its so common nowadays. Bumping into someone and they respond back with either in a rude way or apologizing way. I choose the latter for that and I have grown use to that. Being part of a rich stable family has taught me to do so. Or rather, it has become a natural reaction to do so. No one can not really say nothing or react either.
I reached the cashier, and the employee smiled her big smile. But, I think she didn't put much effort into it. She looked like she's ready to scream at someone. The usual they would ask, "How are you? Did you find what you needed?"
My usual reply, "I'm fine, and no, that's all I needed to find." Why do they even ask the last question when someone's ready to pay their stuff and go? Can't they see why a customers' finished with shopping in their store and ready to pay?
She told me the amount and I presented my debit card. She asked for an identification card just in case that its mine. I presented it, and she nodded her head. I handed her my card, and she swiped it into the machine. The machine made the usual sounds, and she handed back my card along with a receipt to sign on. She put the CD in the bag, and handed it to me. I took it as I gave back the receipt with my signature, and I left the store towards the door.
As soon as I reached past the security poles, the alarm went off. I showed the bag to the employee, but there was another employee coming towards me. What's the huge deal? I paid my stuff.
This employee is wearing a different set of uniform, probably the vice manager or something. He was tall too. He looked at me with a stern face. "Hey, kid, let me check that bag of yours."
"Whatever. I paid my stuff." I gave him both my bags. I think this dude wanted some action and be the hero of the day. Jeez...
I watched him inspecting the bag that I got with the CD, and then, he moved into my school bag.
He put his hand in and dug through my stuff. Really...the nerve of him. Jeez. He went to the counter, and he carefully took out each of my items until he found what should not have beeen in there. He took out a DVD that was fully wrapped in plastic. He looked to me. "Well, kid, looks like you were gonna steal another item before you leave."
"But, I was-" This was not cool. First of all, I don't remember ever putting a DVD in my bag, and second, I didn't head towards the movie section of this store. I wasn't able to reply because I saw something in the counter's clear reflection. I didn't just see my face. I saw someone else's that looked exactly like mine. I was about to turn when I felt a huge arm wrapping around mine.
"Well, let's see what the security cops say about this. Let's go." The side manager forcibly made me walk alongside him, and we both walked towards the nearest security cop there was. He saw us coming, and he said, "What seems to be the problem?"
"This kid here was gonna take a DVD of mine along with his purchase without paying for it." The manager implied, letting me go in the process.
"Is that so?" The security cop asked, directing his attention to me.
"No. I don't remember putting that DVD in my bag. And, secondly, I would pay for it. I don't steal." I massaged my arm. The guy was holding it in a firm and hard grip, and it hurts. Bastard...
"Well, since the kid admits that he's gonna pay for the DVD, he will do so. I'm sure he pays for what he wants. He's not a bad kid." The security guard explained. I was confused as to why he would defend me when this is the first time that he laid eyes on me. Speaking of which, I see that his eyes were golden and they were full of awe and interest. It was creepy. I don't know who this guy is, but I think he could be those weird molesters or something. I better not see him on his breaks.
"I'm -" I was ready to reply, but the manager just cut me off again. "Bull. But, whatever..."
The manager left us. I was ready to leave, but I was held back. I looked to see a kid that looked exactly like me. Where'd the security cop went to. But, never mind that. This was surprising. No, this was more than just surprising. I was shocked, confused, and terrified. This kid had the same hairstyle, and he had the same golden colored eyes like that security guard.
And, the worst part of it all, he introduced himself as my younger twin brother.
"Hi, I'm Kaoru Hitachiin. I'm your younger twin brother." He smiled, and he took my arm. As he took it, he started running, and I was running with him. But, this running seemed much more inhuman. Everything around me was getting blurry. I felt like I was flying instead of running. Soon enough, we stopped, and I felt the ground under my feet. I see that we were outside of the mall, somewhere between two buildings though. It was dark too.
I looked at him with my eyebrows narrowed, but he was smiling. What kind of person would be smiling after that sensation? But, I guess that's him because he's the one running. Speaking of running, what was that inhuman speed? And, there was something else too. On his head, I see ears that are like a cats' and it matched his hair color. I spotted a brushy tail too. I was so shocked in words. I didn't know how to respond to this.
If he was my twin, where was my cat ears and tail? No wait. Where did this kid come from is more of the question that I should have been asking.
I looked around to see if there was anyone out here, but there was none. I was glad so no one can see how exasperated I am at the moment.
Then, Kaoru inched closer, and my natural reaction was to step back from him. Whoa, space! You're invading my space, kid! But, then, he wasn't hearing my thoughts, and he was sniffing. "Hey. Hey. What are you sniffing me for? Do I smell that bad?"
"No, you don't. You smell as what I expected from an older brother would. I'm glad. You smell nice!" Kaoru smiled brightly, and for a second there, I thought it was cute. But, such thoughts were ignored. There were more matters at hand.
This was getting crazy, and my cell phone went off. Before I can get to it, cat boy reached for it before I could.
Fast, but, I wasn't impressed. The hell with this kid?!
To be continued
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