A/N: Hey guys! I know I have two stories going on, but I wanna at least get started with this one. It all popped out of my head a while ago, and I had some really great ideas to go with it. I hope you guys enjoy!

Oh Brother…

Chapter 1: The Arrival

Narrator POV

"BONZAI!"

A loud war cry was shouted throughout the whole lobby, and it scared the living hell out of everyone including Lightning who made a brown and yellow mess. The sub-janitor groaned since he hated cleaning up Lightning's messes.

Out of nowhere, a hyperactive young man pops out at the front desk. Mr. Bitters suddenly jumped back in fright. "We want a room! And it better be a good one," the young man shouted. He just seemed to hyper and out of the ordinary to be wearing what he was wearing: a normal pair of pants and a shirt that says, "I do know it all. I just can't remember it all at once." Although the bare feet and star shaped hat says otherwise.

"Mike, must you always act that way?" Another young man appeared by Mike's side. He appears to wear slacks, a black and white striped polo shirt, and blue converse. "Paolo, you should get used to this by now after all these years," Mike said. "Would you at least calm down for one minute," Paolo implored, "I'm very sorry for my brother's behavior. May we please get the room that was reserved for us." Mr. Bitters seemed horrified of the two brothers, more likely Mike. "Ah, you must be Paolo and Mike Salfor. Your mother warned me about you two," Mr. Bitters muttered. He hesitated to give the keys to the two brothers, but he remembered that their mother paid him top dollar for the room she wanted them to be in. "Your room is in 1J," he mumbled, "Have a Palmwoods Day." He handed Paolo the keys, and they were on they way. "Oh great," he complained, "It's not enough that the Big Time Rushfiends are here. Now I got these two to deal with. Ugh…"

Mike POV

Finally! I was getting sick and tired of waiting. Ten long hours to get here, and I don't want to wait another second! I just want to lie down on that comfy bed and sleep for at least three days. We could've taken the two-hour flight, but no…we had to take the "scenic" route that Paolo so desired. Of course Mom agreed to the idea. She thinks that we could "grow closer" to each other. Well, let's just say that it didn't go too well…

We were on our way to our room when Paolo commented harshly on my "horrid behavior" yet again. "Mike, you know that Mom told you not to go all psycho in public again," he grumbled. Here we go again. I don't even remember how many times that he's reminded me of being "psycho." Honestly, I don't really see how that could be psychotic behavior. It's not like I didn't wave around a bloody knife while wearing a hockey mask screaming "bloody murder." Although I did that on Halloween. "Relax Paolo, it's not like things could get even crazier than it was back at home," I said. Paolo sighed as he pushed the button to summon the elevator. As the doors opened, it revealed…

A/N: Cliffhanger again…oh well. I know it's kinda short, but it's just the intro. I've been writing so short lately. Sorry guys! Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed!

:) Narutopowerman (: