Hello! Welcome! I plan to write this and finish it in four/five chapters. Anyways, enjoy! :)
P.S Eh, both Takane and Haruka do not have fathers. (...Please bear with me for this unexplained plot hole. _ )
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Haruka Kokonose wasn't normal.
No, he was definitely not a vampire, or anything supernatural, neither did he have any special abilities. He was, infact, different in terms of one's health.
Again, Haruka could run, jog, walk or jump perfectly. Heck, he could even try to do a split if he wanted to. (Though, he wasn't sure if he was that flexible.)
What made Haruka different was… Well, to begin with, Haruka had always heard two voices in his head. One was soft and calming.
Innocent.
The other voice? It sounded like the first voice, just more rough. The second voice definitely was something that Haruka would not dub as 'innocent', seeing as it would mercilessly taunt him and laugh at his failures.
…In other words, the two voices were something like the 'Angel' and 'Demon' situation in fictional shows.
At first, Haruka tried to ignore the two voices; he told himself that he just had an over-active imagination. But the darker voice had simply snorted, while the other voice stayed quiet.
[You really think we're just your imagination?]
'Y-Yes!'
[Fool.]
Though, Haruka never told anyone. He didn't want to trouble others, burden them with his own problems.
As he grew older, the two voices remained. They didn't really cause any trouble for Haruka, they were just.. There. Then, he blacked out one day.
When he woke up, he found himself in a different position. He was, strangely enough, eating.
[Idiot. You got to take control and that's all you do?]
[I just wanted to eat.]
'Take control…?'
[Look who's back.]
'What are you talking about?'
[Oh, we were just talking about taking control of you. Nothing to worry about.] The gleefulness that was in the voice's tone was obvious.
'W-What!?'
The voice chuckled.
[I told you, there's nothing to worry about.]
[Har-]
[Oh, shut the hell up.]
Silence.
This was the first time that something strange like that ever happened. Haruka was obviously worried by how the voices (more like one voice) had spoken about 'taking control', but 'taking control' didn't happen anymore. Until Haruka was 16.
It was swift. When Haruka regained consciousness, he found himself gripping a kitchen knife, when moments before he was only sketching in his notebook. The voice taunted him again, telling him how it would be so easy to kill his loved ones, how easy it would be to just end his own life with his body movements which weren't his to control.
Haruka was scared. He was terrified that one day, he would wake up to a bloody mess, but it never happened. Either the voice was only bidding its time until it did kill someone, or maybe it just wanted to see Haruka stressed and frightened.
Nonetheless, life continued on.
Somehow, as the years passed, Haruka managed to get the two voices to be his 'friends'. The 'devil' voice wasn't as hostile as before, and less insults directed at Haruka were made, while the other voice talked more. The gentle voice somewhat reminded Haruka of himself, though the voice seemed to be more air-headed at times. He found the voice's curiosity cute, though, and he would always try his best to answer its questions.
This didn't mean that the black-outs stopped, though. The black-outs weren't common, they only happened occasionally. It was a good thing that the darker voice was rarely in control.
Haruka had no idea how he had gotten used to the idea of being 'knocked out' and having his body taken over by one of the voices.
Haruka knew that he would be locked up in an asylum if anyone found out about him conversing with two voices in his head. With the black-outs, it was pretty miraculous that no one noticed. Even his own mother. His mother wasn't a bad person, she was a kind, gentle person who was friends with Takane's mother. (They were once co-workers) Takane was also, coincidentally, Haruka's friend. It was just pure luck that his mother didn't notice.
He hid his so-called 'illness' from his family and friends, and so far, no black-outs occurred whenever they were around him. He knew that his luck would run out soon, but for now, he chose to focus on the present and continue to keep a smile spread across his face.
Another thing was, Haruka thought that the two voices had no names. At least, he had never dared to ask them. They were just voices after all – which was what he thought before the first black-out happened. Surprisingly, asking the two for their names was easier than Haruka thought it would be.
[Our names..?]
It was quiet for a few moments, before the gentle voice spoke.
[I'm Konoha.]
[Kuroha.]
Honestly, Haruka never expected the two voices to have names.
He was curious, and seeing as the two voices had names and a mind of their own, could they have their own bodies, too? The answer was, yes. Indeed, the two voices, Konoha and Kuroha, had their own respective bodies. Haruka had picked up his pencil and started to draw, following the voice's descriptions. To his amazement, his drawing turned out well (although he was only following the barest of descriptions given by Konoha and Kuroha) and he could actually visualize how the two voices looked like.
When Haruka's mother (along with Takane's) had to go overseas to settle some matters for a few weeks, both moms had somehow decided that it was a good idea to have Haruka and Takane live together for the duration in which they were gone.
So when Haruka opened the door and was met with the sight of a very flustered Takane standing there, holding a luggage, he was bewildered. His mom had never told him that Takane would be living with him, after all.
"…J-Just let me in.."
And Haruka unlocked the door.