Hi everyone. Thank you so much for deciding to give my story a chance. Haha. I'm so nervous about writing this. I've never really wrote an Original Character before - one that didn't suck anyway. I am going to work hard on this. On my character, and try to develop him and keep him way out of that...devil category. Let me know if he accidently begins to slip into that sue hell. Because I really hate those kind of characters too! Hm!

SO! This is Slash/Yaoi. I hope you all understand that, and the reason for it is because I got tired of reading all the female Original characters. I wanted to see something new, and since there were hardly no male original characters with the hosts, I decided to write one. OH! I did read a good male original character one, a long time ago...it was really good and I enjoyed it. The character was blind and Tamaki had an inter struggle because he had grown to like him. Hahaha. It was so cute ^-^ Nya~

Couples: Hikaru/Otto/Kaoru

If there is any other couple you like: Tamaki/Haruhi, Tamaki/Kyoya or whatever - let me know and I might add it in.

A big - massive thank you to my wonderful beta: KSdees for looking over this! Nya~ Thank you!

Enjoy!

Prologue

I want you to know...

March 14th, 2008.

Otto's heart was pounding harshly in his chest.

It wasn't like he didn't know what they did. Otto knew full well. He knew just what they did or what he did...

He knew that they have and will continue to hurt every single girl or boy, whoever wrote them a love letter and confessed their feelings to them.

No matter how much time it took the poor person to gather their feelings, their courage to even approach the pair. One time, he had accidentally witnessed their little stunt and was left to pick up the broken pieces of the young girl who had decided to confess. Normally, young Otto preferred to stay away and lived in his perfect little day dreams, as he always did.

He would just allow them to stay in their own little world. He would watch from afar. Too afraid to step forward.

Otto was fine with them never knowing. Never knowing who he was. Never knowing how he felt. Sure...Otto had the same fantasies...just like the others who had been unlucky enough to grow feelings for them. Otto had the same thoughts, after all...

'Maybe I could be different? Perhaps he could see that and give me a chance? Maybe I could stand out from everyone else? I could make him happy…'

It was all hopeful wishing. Day dreaming during class when sensei would go on and on dryly. Sure, once or twice, he had fallen asleep during the blank words. He would never, ever in a million years consider admitting his feelings out loud. Never face the boy and look into those cat-like eyes that made his knees weak. Never. He just doesn't have the courage to.

Otto always discard any possibility off confess.

Otto's love letter wasn't even as pretty or colourful as the other love notes. The ones he had witnessed other students in their school write out. It was simple, written neatly on one of his lined papers from his precious journal – something he writes in a lot. It was special to him, and nobody was ever allowed to look into it. Not even the very person who gave it to him, his beloved Grandpa.

'If you wouldn't do so…then why would you write a love letter in the first place?'

Otto felt he has to.

Otto felt like he owed it to himself. He knew nothing would come out of that letter. The twins would most likely use this to play another game, but that doesn't matter to him. Young Otto isn't after a relationship or kisses, or even hand holding. No. He didn't want that, not like the others who had gone before him. He just wanted to let the one he had a crush on...know how he felt before he left...

Otto was not born in Japan. It was pretty obvious from his features. But he liked it. He liked living in Japan...however, recently his parents have decided to move back to their home. The country he was born in. And this was his very last chance to see something he loves. Letting them know how he felt would help Otto let go of this place he adored.

Otto doesn't want to leave Japan. He loved it here and it was the only place he knew...but he had no choice in the matter. It wasn't like he wasn't excited about moving, it's just that Japan is his home and always will be...

True...Otto wasn't sure if he really had the talent to tell them apart. He just doesn't know them enough, so how would he have grown feelings for one?

How could he have developed a crush on one in honesty? Even Otto himself wasn't sure.

Maybe...it was the time when, by chance, he had accidentally dropped a pencil? It had rolled near the boy's shoe. The twins must have been in a good mood that day, as one of them picked the pencil up and returned it to him. It was the first and last time Otto had spoken to them, had been in their vision. Otto was sure, from that moment on, he had begun his crush on the youngest twin – the one who had gently returned his pencil. Of course, the day after, neither twin looked at him...much less spoke to him.

Otto was fine with that. He had seen in that moment, the twins wasn't nearly as cold or mean as the other students said.

Hitachiin Kaoru.

'Sure…I did get his name mixed up when I first came into the class. I never met either Hitachiin before then. I believed I had called them Hikari and Kora. I remember the girl next me laughing…'

Otto wasn't completely sure what made him like Kaoru more than Hikaru. As fair as he could see, the two looked like complete mirror images of one another.

...Maybe Kaoru had a faded feather dusting, or was that Hikaru?

Otto truly couldn't tell, but he supposed it could be that gentle sparkle in those golden orbs. He had saw on the day Kaoru had come to his desk to return his pencil. Admittingly, there are times when Otto really couldn't tell which was which – but he is sure...that given a chance to spend time with them. One on one with them, he would be able to figure out who was who easily...

...He is sure of it...

It had been lunch time. Lunch time when Otto finally slipped the note into Kaoru's desk.

Granted, Otto had a mental debate over it. Anxiously wiggling in front of the desk before finally sliding it through the opening.

At first, Otto wanted too run back into the classroom. He wanted to snatch it out of the twin's hands upon seeing the two looking at it. Like always, they had no expressions, but he held back. Otto reminded himself that no matter what happen, he is leaving this place and will be taken away for god knows how long. So it doesn't matter what they feel or what they do – if they play that game, fine. All that matter is that Otto gets it off his chest so he will, hopefully, move on – some way or another.

...Right?

A shuddered breath escapes him. Otto swallows his nervousness and tried to straighten his spine.

Otto eventually found himself outside. The bell had just singled the end of the day, and the class had erupted with people running free. He watched quietly as students left in their lush black limos. Otto was thankful he had told his driver to arrive ten minutes later than normal. His heart was beating against his ribcage. It coursed a deep pain to run through his body.

Otto winced a little. He had never felt so nervous or scared before. He briefly wondered if he could walk away with his tail between his legs – hoping not to be noticed.

Otto almost did...if it wasn't for the-

"Hey."

A sudden voice filled Otto's ears. It caused the said short male to jerk in surprise and spring around. A chill runs down his spine and he blinked his large round eyes at the male moving to stand across from him. The familiar tangerine tuffs framing his pale face and making his narrowed – cat like eyes stand out.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." He spoke once again.

The boy's voice was monotone as always. Otto shifted as the other boy spoke and then shoved his hands into his pockets. He eventually held up a familiar piece of paper. It was neatly folded, which made Otto's cheeks darken.

It was Otto's note.

"Is this from you, then?" the boy asked.

Otto blinks once, and then twice. He wanted to furiously shake his head...so badly. He wanted to say he was waiting for somebody else. That the twin was mistaken, but he found his head disagreeing with his thoughts. Otto found himself nodding in answer.

Otto's heart was pounding even more. It was starting to hurt in an odd, sweaty way.

Swiftly, a pale smirk graced the boy's lips. It tugged against the cherry skin and spread out wide. His dark golden eyes flashes in the light above them and he clocks his head to the side.

"I'm sorry, but I'm Hikaru." He utters out in a deep sigh, but strangely held an odd familiar gentleness.

"You must have got our desks mixed up."

Otto stared quietly at him. Otto's mind turned as he ran the words through his head.

...This was Hikaru and not Kaoru? But how? He was so sure he had slipped it into Kaoru's desk...not his brother's.

Otto lifts his hand and pressed a finger to his chin in thought. He looked to the side with a troubled frown before his eyes shifted in sadness. Quickly his mind clicked in understanding and he wondered why he didn't get it...as soon as Hikaru had said the words. He should have known, no, he does know...he had prepared for it, but it still hurt.

It hurt a lot.

A game. Just another game...he suppose.

"You're kind of cute. I've had a crush on you for a while now. Please, could you have me instead?"

'So…take Hikaru…instead?' Otto thought slowly.

Otto found himself shaking his head slowly. Hikaru, from what he had heard – maybe it wasn't a good thing to listen to other people. Otto had heard that Hikaru was so much scarier and meaner than his younger twin and frankly, from what he had seen last year…Hikaru scares him.

Otto wasn't sure what he was feeling. He just felt numb, but at least he was able to write that note. So they knew how he felt – so that Kaoru knows how he feels.

"Um. D-Did Kaoru read the note too?" he breathed out.

Otto's voice creaking and breaking. "Oh. You don't need to worry about that."

It wasn't really an answer, but Otto remembered seeing the two looking at it in the classroom. That meant Kaoru must have told Hikaru he just wasn't interested or something. Otto had heard the stories of the two, but he didn't want to believe it. He glanced off to the side, he knew Kaoru most likely was hiding somewhere in the trees or something. Waiting for Hikaru to call out to him, or something. Otto wasn't completely sure how this game goes...really.

"Well? What do you think?"

If this was Kaoru, or Hikaru, Otto had no idea. He suppose it doesn't matter either. He felt relived, almost, that his feelings were out there now and all was left was to wrap this up.

Otto lifted his head, and returned his attention back to the twin. Hikaru, Kaoru, or whoever it was. It doesn't matter. His eyes began to sting, he lets out small sniff. Slowly, Otto shifts his weight from one foot to the other.

Hikaru, who was really Kaoru, golden eyes widened as he takes in Otto's hurtful face.

Slowly, like raindrops from the sky, tears began to crawl across the round and almost chubby like cheeks.

"H-Hey. Why are you crying?" he gasped out.

Kaoru swallowed in surprise. Sure, they hardly got males that confessed but even the girls wouldn't be crying yet. Not when they've been given the chance to have the other twin instead – normally they jump at that. He obviously wasn't used to seeing them cry at that moment.

Otto blinks his teary eyes and finally a watery smile appears across his face.

"N-No. No thank you." He forces himself to speak, his voice low and dry.

"W-What?" Kaoru asked in a soft and gentle sound. His own eyes widening further, nobody had ever rejected them before.

Carefully, with shaky legs, Otto took a small step away from him. He wondered if this is how all the girls and boys before him felt? It hurt to hear that the person he liked...had a crush on didn't like him back. Instead, he breathed in and made a soft broken laugh. He reached up and rubbed the water from his face. His soft face slowly became pink with every moment that passed.

"That's okay…You're just playing that game with me, aren't you?"

Kaoru stared at Otto. He stared almost guilty at being caught out before covering it up with a hardened mask. He arches his back and breathes in softly.

"I'm sorry. I don't know what you're talking about." He said curtly but with softness.

"A-And that's fine." Otto laughs again. He rubbed his sore and red eyes. "It doesn't matter now."

"Kaoru read my note, right? He had to, for you guys to play this game on me." Otto said.

Otto reached up and tried to push his tuffs out of his eyes. It's stupid, but his heart swelled when the orange haired twin finally answered with a slow nod of the head. At least he was no longer denying him and his brother playing a game – which Otto was to be another victim of.

Seeing the action, Otto smiled kindly and closed his eyes briefly. "And that makes me happy."

"Why? Why would that make you happy? We…We're playing a prank on you. I don't really have a crush on you!" Kaoru tried to say.

Kaoru's face flushed pink from confusion and anxiousness. It had quickly built upon him. This had never happened before. His brother had been rejected by the other boy.

Nobody had ever rejected the possibility of being with one of the twins! Why did Otto reject him?

Kaoru glances over his shoulder. He looked to the place his brother was waiting and wondered if he too could hear what was going on?

Confusion fills his head. Kaoru turned his attention back to the other male and felt the strong sense of guilt at seeing his face. He was sad, upset and it wasn't because he and his brother had gained up on him. No. It was because the one he liked doesn't like him back.

Otto's teary eyes opens once more and hums. "Because I just wanted Kaoru to know I liked him. Honestly, I can't tell you two apart and I'm sorry. S-So I can't tell if y-you really are Hikaru or…" He sniffs out.

Otto gently breathed his words out. He began to settle down. At least he wasn't bailing out any more, his chest still hurt and his bottom lip quivered.

"You got the right desk. I am Kaoru." Suddenly the other interrupted him.

Kaoru's voice soft and gentle. His eyes still filled with confusion upon what was happening.

Otto blinked and smiled even warmer. "Oh. Well, I'm glad you know how I feel, Kaoru. That's really what I was hoping for when I placed my note into your desk. I understand your brother is everything to you."

"Anyway, I have to leave now. It was nice meeting you Hitachiin Kaoru, but I really have to go. I won't see you tomorrow either." Otto said.

Otto bowed. Otto breathed in sharply, and turned around. He stepped towards his family limo was waiting.

He pauses as he held the shiny black door open and looked back at where the younger twin. The boy was staring back at him in astonishment from everything. His cherry lips were slightly parted.

Kaoru's jaw slack and his shoulders hanging numbly.

"I'm moving away tomorrow morning. So thank you for listening." Otto muttered.

And with that said, the young shy male crawled into the limo. He sighed in relief as the limo drove away.

As the school was just beginning to disappear behind him, and Otto allowed himself to fully break down once again. Otto let the pain, hurt and even slight anger of it all come out in those fat hot steamy tears that drip off his chin and splash against the back of his hands. His shoulders shook and became weak. He sobbed. It hurt a lot, and all Otto could hope for now was that he could truly find somebody else to love after all...it was just a childhood crush. He should be able to move on now without regret.

Meanwhile...

Kaoru stared long after the limo had disappeared around the corner. He blinked once and then twice...he then furiously. He still couldn't shake the shock, surprise and just plain dismay. He felt from what had just happened. His fingers twitches against the surprisingly soft paper in his hand and, slowly, Kaoru lifted his hand to look down at the lined paper.

The love note was unlike the ones other girls and even the boys had wrote to them. It had no silly bright pink hearts, or overly done flinching girlish words. It was written in normal black ink, not pink or even red. It was a normal note that simply told of the crush that had begun to develop.

"Kaoru! Kaoru!"

The elder Hitachiin came rushing towards his younger brother in concern. What had happened?

Hikaru had been silently waiting for his brother to call out to him, after casting the fishing line to catch the sucker fish, but it never came. When Hikaru finally decided to check, he found his brother all by himself which throw his mind through the loops as he had saw the boy waiting for Kaoru when the two had come down.

Hikaru was a bit surprised upon seeing the boy.

They had not had a boy confess to them in quite a long while. The last time a boy had confessed must have been more then a year ago. Hikaru figured boys had stopped admitting their stupid feelings for him and his brother as they are harsher than normal.

He recognized the boy, he was from their class and sat near the front if Hikaru recalled right.

Hikaru remembered one time. It had been particularly good moment with their Grandmother, and when he means good, he meant she got too sick to visit.

It had been a good day for them.

Anyway, during one of the many times the twins had decided to draw random lines in their school book. Hikaru noticed a pencil bouncing off his shoe and since he was in a pretty good mood he figured he would return it to its owner.

Hikaru is pretty sure that person was the boy.

"Kaoru? What happened? Why didn't you call me?" He asked.

Hikaru stopped next to his beloved brother and took his small round shoulder. He tilts his head forward worriedly.

"He…he rejected you Hikaru…" Kaoru said.

Kaoru slowly lowering his head. He hummed when he felt his beloved brother shake his shoulder.

"What? You serious?" Hikaru gasped out with a gaping mouth.

Seriously? He had been rejected? How odd. He had never been rejected before, and he wasn't sure how he felt about it. He frowns and huffs.

Okay. So this boy wanted Kaoru, what's wrong with himself? Hikaru snorted loudly.

Kaoru glances at Hikaru from the corner of his eye. "He's moving away, that's why he confessed…it's what he said…"

Kaoru looks back at the note thoughtfully. His sweet sun-like eyes running to the black, neatly written name at the bottom. He re-read the name over and over. It was a strange name, one he hadn't heard of before, which lead him to believe that the boy wasn't from Japanese origins.

"…Otto…?"

"Huh? That's a weird name."

And that is my prologue. I know it's short, but as the saying goes. Short, sweet and snappy. I hope you all enjoyed it. This story has been on my mind for awhile now, and I've just been itching to write it. I've got a few chapters finished, I'm just looking over them and adding detail before I will be sending them to my beta: when they're ready! Again thank so much for editing this KSdees!

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GHA! I'm so nervous and anxious. Any questions about Otto feel free to ask. Oh. I know he is a bit plain right now, but remember this just the prologue of what happened three years ago. Haha~ The next chapter he will be developed some more.

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