Twin Hearts: A Parallel Destiny
Disclaimer & A/N: I don't own the series MARS or any of it's characters, they're property of Fuyumi Soryo, Tokyopop, and so forth. I do own Tomo Shiru, though, she is of my own creation. This fanfic was written w/o reading past book 4 and only reading summaries, so if it isn't right, I'm sorry. Besides, it's an alternate universe fic, anyway! Sei and Rei are still in Jr. high, by the way. Well, enjoy! [Also, this disclaimer applies to the rest of the fanfic as well. K? K. Byes.]
Chapter 1: Losing My Grip
Little by little, Sei felt himself slipping. Things just kept being piled on top of him, and it had now gotten to the point where he didn't know if he had the strength to push everything off again.
Ever since Rei had started racing motorcycles, Sei had been resting on a very fine edge between stable and unstable. Every time Rei mounted a bike, Sei got cold chills-shivers down his spine, and the day Rei got in an accident because of one, Sei almost lost it. Where would he be without his best friend? His brother? His twin...He didn't think he could live without him...Rei was all he had left...
Sure, he might be different. Sei generally preferred to be quiet, and stick more to himself and to artwork, than be outgoing and wild like Rei, but he still loved him with all his heart.
...'We were born into this world together. So when we die, let's die together, too'....
'It's a promise....'
It still lingered in his heart, the promise they made when they were children.
I'm sorry, Rei, Sei thought to himself. But I just might have to break that promise. Sei sighed as he dragged himself down the hallway.
It was just...Just too much weight. The thought that he might one day loose Rei to his obsession with racing...That Shiori, one of the people he thought he could fall back on, was now with Rei, instead of him. Not really betrayal, but it did hurt to think about. Does she really think we're the same? We may look it but... He sighed...And now, finding out that whom he thought for all these years was his father, wasn't really his father at all...It was just too much...Sei closed his eyes for a moment and sighed again, deep in thought.
Apparently, so was this girl, for she walked straight into him, and then tripped and fell, her papers flying up into the air and scattering down the hallway.
Sei shook his head to clear the depressing thoughts away, and looked at the girl that was scrambling about on her hands and knees, trying to pull her papers out of the way of many hurrying feet. Most of them were already beyond repair, but she still desperately tried to save them, muttering apologies to Sei as she did so.
Tomo didn't know what to do, here she had gone and made a fool out of herself yet again. She let her shoulder-length hair fall down to shield the deep red blush on her cheeks from the students in the hallway, and most of all, from the cute boy she had just ran into.
She had to learn how to stay focused. Spacing out was becoming a bigger and bigger problem with her. If she dove any deeper into her problems...But I won't have to worry about that for long. Just one more flight of stairs to go. It'll be less messy, probably less painful than razor blades...From what I've heard, anyway. She shuddered, she really shouldn't be thinking like this, but then again...
Tomo's hands stopped sweeping the floor for her papers as her eyes landed on the boy she ran into. The boy who was now helping her with her desperate attempt to rescue her sketches from being battered to bits. Had he looked at any? Oh, God! Please tell me he didn't look at any!...The last thing I need is a social worker after me...I just barely managed to pry them off my back before...Oh, please...Oh, please!
She ran over to him and nearly ripped the papers out of his hands as she muttered another apology and then a couple of quick "thank you"s before she barreled off down the hallway as fast as she could. She was too afraid to look into his eyes, to check if he had glanced at her pictures. She could only hope that he didn't...And pray that Mr. Hinoto didn't give her another detention for being-
"Late," he said, as she shut the door as quietly as she could behind her. "That's another detention Ms. Shiru. Your third this week. See you after school...Again."
Damn.
Sei was at a loss for words. His own troubles were far away as he thought about the girl that had just nearly knocked him over, and then fled away as soon as she had recovered her papers. No, not her papers, her...
Sketches...Her sketches...Oh my God... They were beautiful, he guessed. But they worried him more than anything else. What lay behind them was overpowering. Razor blades dripping blood....scars with blood pouring out..blood pooled on the floor...and...The roof of the school!! Oh my God, what do I do?
Sei frantically scanned the hall for his brother, but it was empty. The last period of the day had already begun. And would Rei really be in class, anyway? But what should he do now?
He didn't even know who she was, and only had a general idea of the classroom she could have gone into. On top of that, he really wasn't an out going person. How could he possibly approach her and tell her what he saw?
And would he even recognize her? After all, all he saw of her was her shoulder length, mouse-brown hair. Not even a glimpse of her face or eyes.
But he did remember the books she was carrying, and he would probably be able to figure her out from the look on her face as well, after all, they both seemed to be suffering. Her expression would probably be similar to the one he'd been wearing for a long time.
But now, he'd better get to class. Then again, he really didn't enjoy History, anyway. Rei skipped class all the time, so would it hurt if he did it once? He was a good student. He'd just tell them he had a headache. Besides, it wouldn't be a lie, he was seriously starting to develop one.
Now he had even more weight to lug around...
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A/N: Well, what did you think? Please review and tell me!! By the way, Tomo's name translates to "companion." I thought that would be kind of ironic because both Sei and Rei can also translate to "companion."
Next up:...Chapter 2: Leap of Loss
Disclaimer & A/N: I don't own the series MARS or any of it's characters, they're property of Fuyumi Soryo, Tokyopop, and so forth. I do own Tomo Shiru, though, she is of my own creation. This fanfic was written w/o reading past book 4 and only reading summaries, so if it isn't right, I'm sorry. Besides, it's an alternate universe fic, anyway! Sei and Rei are still in Jr. high, by the way. Well, enjoy! [Also, this disclaimer applies to the rest of the fanfic as well. K? K. Byes.]
Chapter 1: Losing My Grip
Little by little, Sei felt himself slipping. Things just kept being piled on top of him, and it had now gotten to the point where he didn't know if he had the strength to push everything off again.
Ever since Rei had started racing motorcycles, Sei had been resting on a very fine edge between stable and unstable. Every time Rei mounted a bike, Sei got cold chills-shivers down his spine, and the day Rei got in an accident because of one, Sei almost lost it. Where would he be without his best friend? His brother? His twin...He didn't think he could live without him...Rei was all he had left...
Sure, he might be different. Sei generally preferred to be quiet, and stick more to himself and to artwork, than be outgoing and wild like Rei, but he still loved him with all his heart.
...'We were born into this world together. So when we die, let's die together, too'....
'It's a promise....'
It still lingered in his heart, the promise they made when they were children.
I'm sorry, Rei, Sei thought to himself. But I just might have to break that promise. Sei sighed as he dragged himself down the hallway.
It was just...Just too much weight. The thought that he might one day loose Rei to his obsession with racing...That Shiori, one of the people he thought he could fall back on, was now with Rei, instead of him. Not really betrayal, but it did hurt to think about. Does she really think we're the same? We may look it but... He sighed...And now, finding out that whom he thought for all these years was his father, wasn't really his father at all...It was just too much...Sei closed his eyes for a moment and sighed again, deep in thought.
Apparently, so was this girl, for she walked straight into him, and then tripped and fell, her papers flying up into the air and scattering down the hallway.
Sei shook his head to clear the depressing thoughts away, and looked at the girl that was scrambling about on her hands and knees, trying to pull her papers out of the way of many hurrying feet. Most of them were already beyond repair, but she still desperately tried to save them, muttering apologies to Sei as she did so.
Tomo didn't know what to do, here she had gone and made a fool out of herself yet again. She let her shoulder-length hair fall down to shield the deep red blush on her cheeks from the students in the hallway, and most of all, from the cute boy she had just ran into.
She had to learn how to stay focused. Spacing out was becoming a bigger and bigger problem with her. If she dove any deeper into her problems...But I won't have to worry about that for long. Just one more flight of stairs to go. It'll be less messy, probably less painful than razor blades...From what I've heard, anyway. She shuddered, she really shouldn't be thinking like this, but then again...
Tomo's hands stopped sweeping the floor for her papers as her eyes landed on the boy she ran into. The boy who was now helping her with her desperate attempt to rescue her sketches from being battered to bits. Had he looked at any? Oh, God! Please tell me he didn't look at any!...The last thing I need is a social worker after me...I just barely managed to pry them off my back before...Oh, please...Oh, please!
She ran over to him and nearly ripped the papers out of his hands as she muttered another apology and then a couple of quick "thank you"s before she barreled off down the hallway as fast as she could. She was too afraid to look into his eyes, to check if he had glanced at her pictures. She could only hope that he didn't...And pray that Mr. Hinoto didn't give her another detention for being-
"Late," he said, as she shut the door as quietly as she could behind her. "That's another detention Ms. Shiru. Your third this week. See you after school...Again."
Damn.
Sei was at a loss for words. His own troubles were far away as he thought about the girl that had just nearly knocked him over, and then fled away as soon as she had recovered her papers. No, not her papers, her...
Sketches...Her sketches...Oh my God... They were beautiful, he guessed. But they worried him more than anything else. What lay behind them was overpowering. Razor blades dripping blood....scars with blood pouring out..blood pooled on the floor...and...The roof of the school!! Oh my God, what do I do?
Sei frantically scanned the hall for his brother, but it was empty. The last period of the day had already begun. And would Rei really be in class, anyway? But what should he do now?
He didn't even know who she was, and only had a general idea of the classroom she could have gone into. On top of that, he really wasn't an out going person. How could he possibly approach her and tell her what he saw?
And would he even recognize her? After all, all he saw of her was her shoulder length, mouse-brown hair. Not even a glimpse of her face or eyes.
But he did remember the books she was carrying, and he would probably be able to figure her out from the look on her face as well, after all, they both seemed to be suffering. Her expression would probably be similar to the one he'd been wearing for a long time.
But now, he'd better get to class. Then again, he really didn't enjoy History, anyway. Rei skipped class all the time, so would it hurt if he did it once? He was a good student. He'd just tell them he had a headache. Besides, it wouldn't be a lie, he was seriously starting to develop one.
Now he had even more weight to lug around...
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A/N: Well, what did you think? Please review and tell me!! By the way, Tomo's name translates to "companion." I thought that would be kind of ironic because both Sei and Rei can also translate to "companion."
Next up:...Chapter 2: Leap of Loss