Every where you go, people are all the same; they're judgmental assholes who don't care for anything but themselves. It's hard to find people other wise. They all just live in there own little worlds, go about there own business, taking care of what needs to be done for there little peace of shit world that revolves around them. No ordinary person would care if they saw a homeless man begging in the streets for money. No one would care if a little boy died in an accident and no one would care if I (a hopeless orphan twin torn away from his brother in a simple act of greed) disappeared of the face of the planet.
Disclamer: I do not own ohshc :(
Warning: incest, adult language, dark humor, sexual content, and blood
"Mr. Hitachiin, you have guests." One of the teachers announced.
"Who?" I asked blankly. The teacher gave me a look.
"Your new foster parents." She smiled. I sighed and walked to her side. Its been almost a year since my house burnt down in a fire taking my parents with it, and its been almost a year since Hikaru was adopted (forcefully I might add) and its been a year that I have been bouncing around foster families, trying to run away from this god awful place. The host club turned their backs to me when I lost my parent's money. At first Tamaki was forced to see me every other week by Haruhi, but then Hikaru disappeared and they stopped coming. I didn't care. I don't want any one to see me with out my brother. I hardly talked anymore and I spent most of my time righting in my sketch book, and drawing clothing designs.
"Hello, Kaoru." A tall pail man said to me as I walked into the meeting room. I smiled half heartedly.
"Hay." I greeted softly.
"You're exactly how I pictured you." He grinned. I lifted one eye brow.
"I am?" I asked. The man chuckled.
"Yes you are." I looked at him taken back.
"And how did you picture me?" I asked skeptically. The man laughed startling me and the surrounding people.
"What my brother means to say is you'll fit in quite well with our family." Said a voice from behind me. I jumped and spun around. The man was right be hind me! How did he move so fast!
"Hay how'd you?" Oh wait a minute. I turned back around.
I looked at the first man then to the second a couple times before sighing. Great, identical twins, this should be fun.
"That has nothing to do with what he pictured me a-" Before I could say any more the first man put his finger to my lips.
"Shh. Don't think about it." He said looking strait in my eye.
"Umm. Okay?" I backed away forgetting his brother was behind me. I ran into the tall man and he pooled me into a backwards hug.
"Ready to go? Son?" He asked quietly in my ear. I made a face. Why did he call me son? We hadn't even really met yet.
"I- I guess so. But, I need my stuff." I answered taken back.
"It's already in the car." The twin that wasn't holding me assured.
"Okay then, yes." I said blankly. I felt awkward as the two men lead me out to there car, one holding my hand and the other with his hand on my shoulder. I turned back to take on last look at the orphanage. Something told me I would never see it again. And I was thankful. But still. Who where these strange men, and why the hell are we walking under an umbrella in mid day with the sun out?"