Woo-hoo! My first lemon…lime…thing. Although, it doesn't go into a whole lot of detail, so…I'm not sure if it deserves the rating, but better safe than sorry. Eh, this is mostly a drabble. It started with one phrase ("A mask upon a mask") and I kind of built from there. Enjoy, and review or Renge-kun will bite your head off.
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Neither of them could remember how it had started. They'd been doing this for…a year, maybe? But it felt a lot longer than that. Once every few weeks they'd try to stop, then the next night one twin would find himself in the other's bed, and the whole vicious circle would start all over again. (It was mostly Hikaru's bed in which the deeds were done, but occasionally when they couldn't decide the floor or walls would suffice.)
It was grotesque, really. Not what they were doing so much as how they covered it up. A mask upon a mask…no one would have suspected what went on behind closed doors with their behavior towards anyone who knew them personally, while they put on the 'act' of the taboo brotherly love for the customers of the club. Everyone was happy. No one knew. No one needed to know.
It wasn't like what they were doing was a crime. Who was going to tell them that they were wrong?
They were just laying there now, embracing each other and silently savoring each other's touch. "Kaoru…" the older twin murmured into the other's ear; "you need to go to bed…and get your pants on the way there, people think you're weird enough for just appearing in my bed in the morning." He reluctantly agreed and rolled onto the cold floor, not looking forward to the mask he'd have to don again the next morning.