Hi Everyone! This is my very first fanfiction and this was made at the spur of the moment so if you guys have any suggestions to further improve my writing, please do not hesitate to tell me. I'm still not sure if I'm going to have it as a one-shot or continue the story so my decision will be up to the feed-backs I get. Anyhow, I'm still a newbie but I hope you guys enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club or any of its characters.
We're one but two and we're two but one. Everyone was so pathetic. There wasn't one person who can distinguish the two of us, not even our parents. Nobody understood us and we were left alone in our own world, just the two of us. But neither of us complained, we knew we didn't need anyone else, we were fine with just the two of us. Until someone gatecrashed into our little world and pulled you out of it, leaving me on my own.
Kaoru woke up from his dream. With sweaty hands, he reached for the other side of the bed, hoping desperately to find his twin beside him and be assured that the dream was just itself- just a dream, a nightmare - only to caress the cold surface of the sheets. Sitting up, the redhead looked at his brother's empty side of the bed and sighed, this has become his daily routine since a month ago. He wakes up, looks for his twin, and is greeted by empty sheets, Hikaru already having gone to school early to meet up with Haruhi. Hikaru and Haruhi have been going out for two months now and the longer they were together, the nearer Hikaru got to the boundary of his and Kaoru's world until he finally got himself out and let himself meet the world aside from theirs but Kaoru stayed behind- or rather, he was left behind.
"Hikaru..." Kaoru muttered, his voice barely above a whisper tears threatening to fall.
Getting out of bed, he wiped the tears from his eyes none too gently, scolding himself all the way to the bathroom. Why does he still cry over it?! It's been one month and he knew he should already be used to it! But he wasn't. He turned on the shower and waited for it to get warm. He figured he'll take his time, given that it was still 8 and classes don't really start until 10. He wasn't really sure why, something about a meeting but he wasn't really paying attention, too busy trying to get Hikaru out of his mind. Being 3 hours early to school really wasn't Hikaru, but Kaoru wasn't sure who Hikaru was anymore. He's barely seen Hikaru- much less talk to him -for the past month.
The bathroom getting filled with steam was what snapped Kaoru out of his thoughts. He stepped under the shower and stood still , just letting the the water flow on his body. Kaoru tilted his head upward to let the water directly hit his face. This made everything easier. He can let his tears fall and then convince himself that it was jut the water from the shower that was flowing down his face. He can convince himself that he wasn't crying, he wasn't sad, and his heart doesn't feel like it's being ripped out of his chest. He was happy for Hikaru. If only all of those were true.
"Hikaru, please... Come back..."