Oliver's POV

I stuffed my clothes into my blue and white checkered backpack. I was so excited. I kept silently singing to myself as I tossed the bag over my shoulder. I tipped my hat up with my thumb and ran down the stairs to see my twenty-one-year-old brother packing his suitcases into the trunk.

I came from behind him and packed my last backpack. I only needed two to carry all of my clothes and some personal items. My older brother, Neil, was dating a girl named Miku from Japan over some website I've never heard of. I can hear them Skype and call all the time. When I pass his open bedroom door, sometimes I can catch a glimpse of her face.

From what I've seen, her hair color is weird. I hear them laughing and talking about meeting up one day all the time. I guess now's the time. He decided that he'd move both of us to Japan. He's been planning this for over a year with his girlfriend. I'm only, like, nine so I can't understand this stuff just yet.

He'd always tell me jokes that Miku told him. He'd tell me what Miku said. He'd tell me what Miku did. He'd tell me about how Miku was. Seriously, when I ask you how was your day at the dinner table, I expect to hear, I got an A+ in History today but a C- in math. Today was normal. Not, Miku went and got her nails done! They were so beautiful when she showed me! They made her look so happy! See what I have a problem with?

I guess, since I'm still young, I don't exactly get what love is yet. When I complain to Neil, he always tells me to wait until I'm a teenager, then I'll most likely understand.

Rin's POV

"Good morning, Len!" I said happily as I prepared breakfast. Just some of Len's favorite cereal. I could hear his yawns as he sat down at the table. I set the bowl in front of him before he picked up the spoon and began to eat. He mumbled a thanks to me. I gladly accepted it and sat across from him.

"Aren't we just energetic this morning, huh?" I said sarcastically. He rolled his eyes and sipped at some milk in his spoon. His eyes drooped and his clothes were incredibly wrinkled.

"I... Had a terrible dream last night." Len replied to me and I took a sip of my coffee. Yes, I am a ten-year-old who drinks coffee. Len thinks I'm a weirdo, but he doesn't even know what he's missing. He normally just sticks to tea. "It's just a dream, though. Nothing to worry about. Where's mom and dad?"

"Mom left for work early and dad was called in early as well. He said something urgent was going on." I replied to him still taking my coffee in small sips. "Mom might come home a little earlier than dad, but still later than she usually does."

My mom's a school teacher. She doesn't teach at my school. She teaches at some high school I've never heard of. My dad is a computer expert. He's amazing at it. He fixed Len and mine's computer countless times. He works on his company's website and it improving it all the time.

Len's having nightmares, huh? It doesn't matter. I shrugged it off and took one big sip from my cup, making a slurping sound. Len rolled his eyes and took a bite from his cereal.

"You're a damned weirdo." He insulted me. I giggled and slurped even louder.

"I know."

Len's POV

"I... Had a terrible dream last night" I told my twin sister as she took a sip out of her orange colored coffee mug. She's a damned weirdo. But this dream was awful.

I opened my quickly to hear the echoing of my sister's shouts. I dashed from under duvet to the stairs. I nearly threw myself down and into my living room. It was foggy. Foggy? Since when does my house get foggy. I was like Silent Hill in here or something.

I saw my sister laying face first of the ground. I wanted so bad to run to her side and check to see if she was okay. But every muscle in my body prevented me. I saw a figure just slightly taller than her standing there. I caught a glimpse of his face. He wore a sailor hat and was shoeless. He wore brown shorts and a white collared shirt. He looked as if he belonged on Gilligan's Island.

His eye shined through the foggy room. It was a bright yellow. But where was his other one? It was nowhere to be seen. He stepped closer, having to step over my passed out sister. It was bandaged. He had no left eye. It was completely missing. He smiled a somewhat evil smile as he stepped closer.

My body still refused to move from it's spot. This boy talked but I couldn't hear him. Only my sister's screams. My sister was knocked out. Her mouth didn't move. But I could hear her cries for help. I can't do anything.

Then I woke up. It was awful.

"It's just a dream, though. Nothing to worry about. Where's mom and dad?" I asked, trying to change the subject. I didn't want Rin to think I was worrying about her. But that boy's image will never leave my brain.

"Mom left for work early and dad was called in early as well. She replied as if I had said nothing." I replied to him still taking my coffee in small sips. "Mom might come home a little earlier than dad, but still later than she usually does."

I could see a look of thinking on Rin's face. She shrugged and slurped loudly at her coffee. "Your a damned weirdo." I commented. She giggled and put her drink in front of her.

"I know." She continued to slurp, but louder. See what I have to live with?