Summary: Just a little Hikaoru ficlet, extremely short. (Sorry.) Inspired by SHISSOU - Last Alliance; the ending theme of Ouran Koukoubu. 8D Sorry for the angst, and possible OOC of Kaoru. -sweatdrop-
A/N: I don't own Ouran; period. Hatori Bisco does, lucky woman.
Have you noticed...Hikaru?
She can tell us apart, with ease. Always right on about us; claiming we're different. Sure...my voice is higher than yours...and you're a level meaner than me. But that's not what makes us different. We are twins after all, right? We think alike almost...and we complete each others' sentences. Always knowing how the other's feeling...it doesn't make us different. Hikaru...you're separating from me. The first real intruder of our world of just us has entered and stepped foot on our doorstep in seems...it almost makes me want to scream out to her, to put her in her place.
I was here before her, after all.
Have you noticed, Hikaru? Have you noticed your easing out of my tight embrace? I've noticed...all too well. You can't see it because you are blinded by amazement and awe at her...can't you let HER go? She doesn't...belong to you, after all. She's just our toy after all. She's not meant to take you away from me, Hikaru. We were born minutes apart...I belong to you, you belong to me, right? That's what we agreed upon, right?
Or was that a lie?
Have you noticed how our acts are getting less believable, Hikaru? That you're not putting as much effort in it? It's effortless for me, haven't you noticed that? That I'm a better actor than you at our little Brotherly Love Act? I don't think you have...you're too blind. If only you could open your eyes just a little, to see what I have been going through. We tell each other everything...yet this is something I can't tell you. You wouldn't accept it anyway; call me an idiot and discard me as something boring. I don't want that, Hikaru...I can't accept it.
It's all her fault.
And his.
If...Tamaki hadn't asked us, we wouldn't have grown apart into separate people. I love being 'one' soul, Hikaru. Can't you see it!? Why are you so...involved in your own problems?! Can't you see that I...I love you? It's not fake anymore, It's not. Hear me out, just for once. I...wish to wake you up, but you're sleeping without effort next to me...
If you don't love me, why do we sleep in the same bed?
Why do we share clothes? Share everything?
Why...are we one, if you don't love me?
Are you hiding it too, and I haven't noticed? Notice me, and maybe I'll notice you. I want to scream it to you, Hikaru. One day I might...I'm afraid. Afraid you'll leave me, brother. You're more than family to me...you're the love of my life. I can't admit it...I just can't. Haruhi probably doesn't know I'm really this way, that it's real to me. She thinks it's all a show, but it's not. We do this without a stage, so does that mean you love me? Or are you playing along because you're bored?
Am I just a toy?
Or do you love me?
Is it you being narcisstic?
Or is this real?
If we hadn't accepted Tamaki's offer...we wouldn't have met her. We would be together with our extremely tight bond. You wouldn't be so far away from me anymore, you wouldn't. We'd be together still...locked in a tight embrace by now. But we did accept...because I wanted to broaden your horizons. I'm stupid to have done so...I should have stayed selfish and kept you with me, so I wouldn't feel so far apart. We're slipping away...haven't you noticed?
Haven't you...?
I have, Hikaru.