Side-note: Currently I have already written a lot of material based on this first part, and I just wanted some feed back to see if it's enjoyable thus far. Oh, and if you didn't notice the little preview thing, this whole idea is based on Ouran High School Host Club but more importantly the Hiitachin twins. They were my inspiration for where I hope to take this story to. Please, please, please add reviews they'd really help me and or put a smile on my face :)!

Prologue...

It was a chilly winter day, as small crystal like snow flakes fell slowly from the gray sky that hung high above the earth. At a playground, ran about young children as they tried there best to enjoy there recess time. For the most part many were active, some choosing to use group efforts to build giant creations out of the compatible material and others just simply having innocent fights with the substance; however off in a distance stood a small girl with long black hair who looked very much out of place from the rest.

This fact was that she wasn't necessarily alone to begin with, because in front of her sat two boys on a wooden bench, dressed in matching attire from head to toe. It appeared as if they were at some sort of stand still. The lone girl against both boys.

"I think..." she muttered in her soft, delicate voice, as she pointed to the boy who sat towards her right, "...I think you're Haru!" A sweet smile of pure, honest confidence then spread across her face. She was positive she had answered correctly, and waited earnestly to know she was right.

At first the straight faces of the boys were unreadable, and they sat in silence; however eventually they turned to face each other. It was then they exchanged an unspoken message with each other. After they had both received it, the boy on the right, the one the black haired girl had chosen as "Haru"- looked her in the eyes and responded.

"Incorrect. Haru is sitting right next to me," he said in a plain, emotionless tone as the girls smile completely disappeared without a trace,"...the best part was that you thought you had gotten it right, and that we'd actually play with you. How pathetic, you ask something like that but can't even get our names right. We'd never waste time on an idiot like you, go away..."

The young girl stood frozen by the cruel, harsh words of whom she'd deciphered to be Kaoru, the other twin. She could feel as warm, wet tears began to well up in her brown eyes and did nothing to stop them as they slowly trickled down her round cheek and fell to the ground.

"Oh, Kaoru! Look you made her cry..." added Haru in a equally cold, detached tone, "...what a shame. Now we'll have to find someone else to play our game."

Unable to endure the hurtful words any longer, she then ran away sobbing as her long black hair swayed behind her in a bouncing furry. This action didn't at all stun, or surprise the boys who still remained motionless and with out an expression to convey any sort of feelings. The outcome of the "guess-which-one-is-Haru" game was always the same, and it was expected that no one could win.

"Games like these will always be fun, won't they Haru?" questioned Kaoru in a cute childlike tone as he turned to meet his bright green eyes with Haru's identical pair.

"Yeah, I think so. I'm almost positive..." he replied in a calm voice, while flashing a small boyish grin at his brother who did the same back.

"If not, we can find a new one and we'll always play together! No matter what, okay?" added Kaoru in a effortless way that was surely straight from the heart.

These words seemed to reach Haru, and he completely believed in them; however he gave in to his own natural uneasiness.

"P-promise?" said Haru slightly hesitantly, but mostly due to the cold wind that hit him causing him to shiver at the same time.

Kaoru's face light up with a grin at his younger twins coy words and without a single doubt he responded openly.

"I triple promise. We'll always have each other. Forever..." he said as he held out his small mitten covered hand towards his brother, who grabbed it out of instant reflex. Time slowly passed as the two boys sat hand in hand, lost in their own world; while the world outside of them continued on relentlessly.