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I was new here at Ouran. My father's business often caused me to change schools and often in the middle of the year. As much as I hated it, it was now a familiar routine and I usually managed to settle in pretty quickly.
It therefore wasn't surprising that, as I exited my class, I was deep,if you could call her meaningless blabbering deep, conversation with one of the girls from my 1-B class. I was trying to put more effort than I usually did into listening to her ramblings. Making real friends this time was not an option, it was a necessity.
This was because one thing was different then all the other time. My father had promised that this time we weren't going to move again.
In the past, I usually managed to spend my time with a few friendly aquaintances. These friends of mine were usually strategically picked and recommended by my father based on business advantages. I didn't mind these superficial friendship for the main reason that I was never in one school for very long.
Through the years, I had gotten very good at letting people see in me only what I wanted them to see. The people that mattered only ever saw the side of me that I chose to expose and I drew them in like flies to fruit.
My sister never really liked to go along with this sort of thing. She called it manipulation.
This time was different however. I wasn't just in this for the profits, this time I wanted friends that were friends for real. This time, I wasn't going to use my flawless charm, I was going to be me and people would have to deal with that
The girl started talking to me about something called the host club. This caught my attention for the simple fact that I'd never heard of anything like it before. She was gushing over two members whom she kept referring to as the Hitachiin twins. This irked me slightly because she never took the time to distinguish them individually. It bothered me when people did this and they often did with twins, especially if they were identical, because I knew I would hate to be robbed of my individuality.
As she babbled on, I threw a discrete glance at my watch. Realizing the time, I quickly excused myself with a simple, "I'm sorry, I'm going to be late" and took off full speed towards the parking lot.
My mother was way over protective. On the first day at a new school, she panicked if my sister and I weren't home by 5 oclock.
As I ran, I stole another glimpse at my watch to make sure I hadn't imagined the time and, the next thing I knew, I found myself lying on the ground with a pain in my head getting more pronounced each passing second.
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Kaoru pushed Hikaru towards Haruhi. He then let them get ahead of him as he lagged behind.
He knew Hikaru liked her and he knew that he needed to give him a push in the right direction. His brother would never make a step forward anytime soon without encouragement because he was always so reluctant to enter new situations.
Kaoru stood there staring at them feeling slightly sad.
He didn't mind that Haruhi seemed to like Hikaru back. He had always flirted with her along with his twin but his feelings were never profound. To him it was simply fun. It had soon become apparent to him though that it wasn't quite the same for his brother.
He certainly didn't mind that Hikaru was happy. If anything, that was what he strived for.
Nothing meant more to him than his happiness. Kaoru smiled slightly realizing that this thought could have ended up making the girls from the club swoon. Hikaru would have easily been able to twist it around to create a brotherly love moment that the girls eagerly awaited.
The thing that was saddening Kaoru was simply the fact that his time with Hikaru was greatly diminished because of his brothers new found interest. It wasn't that he was in love with his older brother, even if many people were under that impression due to their act. He was just so used to having Hikaru around. Hikaru had always been his solution when he got bored. Now he was being forced to find other distractions.
On the other hand, he was slightly resentful. Kaoru had always been the more romantic twin. Kaoru had always been the one who was more thoughtful and profound, whereas Hikaru wore his emotions and feelings on his sleeves. How was it, then, that Hikaru had fallen in love before him?
How had Hikaru found a girl that meant that much to him before he had? Hikaru hadn't even been looking for her, and much less looking to fall in love! It pained Kaoru that his brother was so lucky when he, Kaoru, had always secretly longed to find a special someone. Why was he the one being left behind while his brother got to live out his fantasies?
Kaoru was still pondering all this when someone ran into him, hard.
He turned around to see a girl with purple hair lying on the ground looking slightly bewildered.
He walked over, bent down to get a better look at her and said, "Sorry, that must have hurt."
On hearing him speak, the girl seemed to remember where she was and sat up, immediately bringing a hand up to her head and squeezing her eyes shut as if she were concentrating really hard.
Her face slowly relaxed as the throbbing in her head that had increased as she sat up slowly died down.
"It's all right, I was my fault for not looking," she answered, starting to get up. "Besides, I'm used to falling. Believe it or not, I do it quite often."
Kaoru slightly chuckled extending a hand to help her up. He was after all a member of the host club, and wasn't Tamaki constantly reminding them to be gallant.
She accepted his hand and pulled herself up. When she was on her feet once again, she looked up at his face for the first time. She was slightly taken aback by his good looks. Was anybody allowed to look so perfect?
The second Kaoru looked into her eyes his mind seemed to abruptly stop. He wouldn't have been entirely surprised if his mouth was hanging open.
He wasn't sure what he had seen precisely, but something in those green eyes had held his attention. Something was telling him she wasn't an ordinary girl.
They both blushed slightly as they realized they had been staring at each other a little longer than they should have and quickly averted their eyes.
"I've got to get going. I'm going to be late," she told him just before she left running once more, this time looking where she was going very carefully.
Kaoru was staring after her, slightly bewildered at what had just transpired.
That night, as he slipped into the bed he shared with Hikaru, Kaoru couldn't get the image of the girl out of his head. She was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen and that was saying a lot considering the amount of girls he frequented each day. He couldn't understand the hold she seemed to have on him from the second his eyes met hers. He briefly considered the idea that it may have been due to his thoughts, prior to her running into him.
Settling on this as an explanation for now, he fell into a peaceful slumber next to his twin who had dozed off already.
