As Phaedrus Said
Summary: They were born twins, but never have they felt like twins. Rin; always looking out for Yukio with eyes of 'brotherly love'. Yukio; admiring his older brother more than should be socially acceptable. Neither acknowledge nor deny their feelings but they do keep them from each other. When high school comes and new people make their appearances, jealousy arises and so will trouble. High School AU
Warning: Cursing. Violence. Twincest. Male x male. (Don't worry. I'm not going to have anything to do with rape and/or forceful sexual situations. If you are looking for that, please turn away. This fic is going to be a very loving and feeling type story.) Slow!Build love. Future sex scenes. Slight OOC. High School AU. Um, there is some underage stuff but only when they are 16 through 18. As kids, they don't do anything. Uh, Tons of jealousy in HS. Flaming!Rin (kinda).
A/N: This piece will be constructed into two parts. The first part is them growing up together and discovering themselves and the second part will be the start of their high school lives because shit goes down there and they start acting on their discovered feelings. Part one will not be as long as part two but it will be pretty lengthy. Think, four, maybe five chapters. They will be short (1,000-3,000 w) but only because Part 1 is like a prequel. I will have them up quickly, though. In Part two, the chapters will be normal (5,000+ w) length so please be patient with me! I do beta-read all my works so I'm sorry for any mistakes I don't catch. I normally go over my chapters at least three times. BUT. If someone wants to start beta-reading my works PM me please! I would be very gracious. And of course you will be given proper credit and everything. I'm happy I've jumped on the twincest bandwagon. YAY. Thanks and please enjoy!
Beta Reader: The great and amazing Aria's Locket! She is fantastic and has helped me a lot! I'm so grateful to have helped me with all my mistakes. *bows to Aria*
Part 1
Chapter 1: Stepping Stones
With the bees buzzing and the birds chirping happily, Okumura Rin hit the ground face first. He could feel the rocks and dirt tear his delicate baby face. The pricks of nature tore small cuts that stung instantly into his skin and were enough to make his eyes water with pain. The thump of a bruise and cut was making itself known on Rin's knee as well. He noticed the thump was in pace with his racing heartbeat. Taking in his condition with low consideration, Rin felt hands make contact with his back and a high-pitched choking sob that came with them. The grip of the hands were pulling and twisting his shirt, shaking as the sobs of a child grew louder and more distressed. A voice quickly managed to break through the sobs.
"N-n-nii-san! Nii-san, please don't die! Don't die!" It would break anyone to hear the wailing and shaking of the voice of Rin's baby brother. Yukio's words were broken and dragged out from his throat, clenching with terror. It sounded like the universe was ending for him, and he could only think of Rin going away forever. Yukio thought the worst and let the world know with the screams of his young vocal cords. Little did baby Yukio know, it was far from that.
Rin pushed up as Yukio was pleading and crying; Rin shook his head gently, feeling his eyes and nose sting. Rin sat back on his knees and felt a tear leak as he touched his cheek. Pain rose up and soon he was crying as well. With the both of them screaming bloody murder now, their father, Fujimoto Shiro, was already half way across their large backyard. Fujimoto slid down roughly as he grabbed both his boys. His panic was clear as he checked both boys, cooing and calming them the best he could with rapid, jerky movements.
Deeming no serious injury, with the exception of small scratches on Rin's cheek, chin, and knee, Fujimoto picked them up in both his arms and trotted in circles with determination like a Doberman, bouncing and nuzzling his children. Their tiny hands gripped Fujimoto's shirt while their runny noses made even more imprints. His arms were tiring quickly from bouncing them but he wanted them out of their untold misery.
Fujimoto finally gave up and set them down carefully, noticing Rin had at least calmed down a bit, but Yukio was going as strong as he started. The boy's dad turned to Rin and cupped his good cheek and a shoulder as he forced him to look at him. Fujimoto knew if he could get Rin under control, Rin could calm Yukio.
"Hey, hey, shhh, Rin, it's okay. Would you look at me? You're okay, son." Rin was finally looking at him and Fujimoto made sure to make his voice light and soft. "Look, you aren't hurt that bad. Only scratches." Yukio wailed and choked before starting back up at full volume. "Rin, you have to be strong and help me with Yukio. Would you do that for me? For your brother? He is really upset so we have to help him, is that okay?" Fujimoto found he was going to have to invest in hearing aids if this went on for much longer.
Rin had now stopped crying but was still hiccupping, his sobs and his big blue eyes puffy with red wet rings surrounding them. Fujimoto felt a bit of accomplishment.
"Rin, can you help me with Yukio?" Rin nodded in answer and he shuffled Rin towards Yukio with his very own blue-green puffy eyes.
Rin reached out with grabbing hands and pulled his baby brother in for an awkward hug. Their father was rubbing Yukio's back as Rin rubbed his head against Yukio and patted his shoulder in an attempt at comforting Yukio. Being a kid, Rin patted his brother a little too hard to be considered comforting, but Yukio was getting the point. After much time, Yukio spoke up with broken words.
"Nii-i-san was go-oing to died, Oto-san-n. I saw i-it. Nii-san died." Yukio choked out with his jaw clattering out of control, stuffed up nose almost making him impossible to understand. Rin perked up sadly at this and looked at his brother who was clenching his own shirt in a death grip. Snot and tears were evident everywhere.
"I wasn't died, Yukio." Rin sniffed his draining nose and continued, "I just have a lot of hurt spots." Rin grabbed Yukio's shirt with a shaking hand along with Yukio's own hand. Rin didn't let up with trying to stop his brother from his onslaught of wailing. It was enough to make Rin start getting upset again. Rin's eyes were beginning to water again when Fujimoto picked them up again.
Fujimoto knew it was time to bring them inside to get cleaned up. Six year olds were impossible to leave alone he found. He had left them outside for five minutes and Rin had to go and trip over his own foot. The twin's dad shook his head sympathetically as he walked them up to the house, still latched onto each other, and took them inside.
Rin knew this was the worst day of his life. He had the worst hurt spots in the whole world and Yukio thought he had died. This would be the worst day in his entire life and it couldn't get worse ever. All Rin could think about was his face, his knee, and his brother. Rin let go of Yukio as he was sat on the counter by their dad as he ran the sink water. Rin was a little mesmerized at how high he was as Yukio reached up to catch his ankle. Rin winced as it tugged on his injured knee but he toughed it out as much as he could. Their dad was wiping Rin's face with a warm washcloth and he felt much better.
Fujimoto lifted Rin's shorts leg just a bit to pat down the smudges of dirt, blood, and skin flakes. The damage wasn't bad at all, but kids will treat it as if a limb had been detached. After cleaning Rin and giving him patches for his injuries, he turned to Yukio and cleaned him of his snot and tears with a warm rag. Dressing them with clean sleeping clothes, he led both of his still-crying boys and laid them down in their bed. With an idea, Fujimoto turned on a loud fan for them to fall asleep to. Checking one more time at the sniffling children, Fujimoto left with the door cracked open in case they started up again.
Yukio turned towards his big brother and snuggled up under their dark blue covers to touch his band-aid patch on his cheek. He only wanted for his big brother to be okay and not hurt. But today was not a good day and he felt Rin lift a hand to pet Yukio's brown tussled hair. Yukio was then overwhelmed with feelings he never wanted to have ever again. His shock, his terror, and his horror all pushed his eyes to water again for his brother. Every time Rin got hurt he turned into this mess. It was the same with Rin; if Yukio got hurt, nothing could hold back wretched screams of agony over his twin's pain. Him and Rin were the same. Him and Rin would always be the same and Yukio could feel that, could feel that his twin sibling was everything to him. Rin would always be Yukio's everything because Rin was the best. Even though Yukio understood that twins were born at the same time, he knew Rin was the older brother. Rin would always take care of Yukio. That's just who Rin was and who Rin would always be to Yukio: the most important person in both their lives.
Rin felt upset. Rin was upset. He was upset for many reasons. Just looking at his baby brother, whose eyes were blooming with newfound tears, was enough to make him throw his favorite toy into a wall for making Yukio sad. Yukio didn't need to be upset for Rin. Rin was the older brother who needed to protect his younger brother. But what upset Rin was that he couldn't protect his brother from being upset over him. And that wasn't fair. He didn't know what to do. Rin was at a loss for his brother crying over his scratches and hurt spots. Rin was going to have to ask daddy how he could protect Yukio from this sort of stuff. It hurt too much to see his twin this way.
Rin leaned in to kiss his brother on the forehead in hopes of using the magic adults possessed to stop his pain. He watched as his brother sniffled and drew his hand from Rin's bandaged face to hold his hand petting his hair.
"Yukio, I'm fine. It doesn't hurt anymore. You have to stop crying. Don't hurt no more. I promise." Rin said to please his younger brother and to sooth his worry.
"Promise?" Yukio wiped his nose on the blanket away from Rin.
"Promise." Rin replied honestly.
Yukio squinted his puffy eyes at Rin. "You pinky promise?"
"Pinky promise, Yukio." Rin held up his pinky with his free hand for his loving brother. He smiled as best as he could for his brother as Yukio took his pinky in his own. Yukio even pulled his own small smile up, his mole near his mouth hiking up a tad. Rin kind of wished he had moles just like Yukio. They were neat to Rin.
Yukio soon fell asleep with Rin twisting and turning in the bed, trying to find a comfortable position to rest in.