Translator's note: Hey everybody! In case you missed it in the summary, this is NOT my story. It was written by the talented Anders Andrew and this is my attempt at translating it from French. I wanted to try my hand at translating and this was a story I absolutely loved. I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I did!

(translated from the original story) Author's (yes, I have the gall to give myself that status, is that egocentric? I am the author of an essentially lemonesque fic XD) note: In fact, I want to point out that this fic contains only hot scenes (more or less). There is in fact a plot line, the pretext for the lemons, but it isn't really the main subject of the story. The subject, I repeat, is lemon, lemon, lemon! In fact, each chapter is a lemon! XD (except the intro)

However, I don't believe that is due reason to view this fic with contempt. I know it's a genre that is often looked down on, as it often of poor quality. And I'll admit that where the narration is concerned, it's a pretty empty arc. But don't go thinking you'll find lacking description here… I think I have managed to give these texts the elementary basics of fiction, those being a coflict, action and thought.

After that, it's up to you to decide…

PS: I almost forgot to mention that this fic was inspired by reading "Fantasme" by crak craK belin (if you know what I mean…hehe). I told myself "What, already done? Hey, well they aren't very creative! " XD

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Thoughtful, Kaoru gazed out the window. From where he was, he could see his brother, sitting on the steps of the porch that lead to the garden. He must have been thinking as well.

Trying to focus – whenever he looked at Hikaru he couldn't help but lose himself in his thoughts, a troublesome habit he'd picked up during the long hours of class- he turned his eyes away and focused them on the blank page placed in front him on the oak window frame.

He tapped the paper with his pencil, trying to find ideas.

…

Hikaru was trying to find ideas. He was certain his brother was watching him from their bedroom. They'd parted ways so that they wouldn't be influenced by each other, but the stare aimed at his back was practically burning him. He had a huge urge to turn around and stick his tongue out at him.

First, he had to fill the page up. He tried to picture Kaoru, the things they could do together…

…..

Their relationship had always had a playful side. It was because of it that they'd discovered the world; through their bond, they could venture beyond the limits of their bubble, knowing they had each other for support.

The same was true for all their firsts. They'd experienced them all together for starters, and then, maybe, alone. However, it was always more fun when it was the two of them.

Learning how to swim. Going to school. Writing love letters. Kissing.

It was like a never-ending game. They hated being bored. And they were never bored together.

….

"There, finished!" Hikaru exclaimed, bursting in the room, proudly brandishing his page.

"How many ideas did you get?"

"Seven."

Kaoru smiled.

Hikaru smiled back.

"You too, right?"

They sat side by side, squishing together to fit in one chair, and compared their lists.

"Oh, I wrote that one down too."

"Yeah, this one too."

"So, that makes eight different propositions," Kaoru calculated.

His twin smiled devilishly. A smile that was immediately returned.

"This promises to be interesting," Hikaru purred at last, kissing him lightly.

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Translator's note: Since I don't have to worry about coming up with the chapters, I can tell you ahead of time that I will be posting a new one every Sunday and Wednesday from now onward, so look forward to it!

I should warn you guys now that while this story promises 8 scenarios, there are only seven other chapters written so far and I'm not sure at this point if Anders Andrew plans on an eight, as the story is still marked incomplete. I'll find out and let you guys know.

Make sure to leave your love for the lovely plots!