Just a teenage crush

WARNING! This story contains YAOI, meaning malexmale relationships. No liky no ready.

You have been warned dramatic drums

Hey, anyone think that Kenshin needs a psychiatrist? Me thinks he has a kind of split personality thingy. So for this story I decided to split them up X

Shinta's wel, Shinta. All that's sweet and good. Kenta's Battousai. Savvy?

Now, on with the story!

Chapter1

Seijuuro Hiko, 13th master of the Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu, was stirred from sleep by the smell of coffee. The sweet aroma teased his nostrills and drove away all sleep, so staying in bed seemed superfluous.

Quickly showering (AN mental image of Hiko showering drool ) and dressing, he made way to the small kitchen of his home.

In the kitchen, with his back turned to him, stood a young red-headed boy, wearing a nightshirt that fell to his knees.

Hiko paused for a moment to admire the view. With his long fiery hair that fell past his waist, large violet eyes, slender figure and pale complexion, most would assume Shinta was a girl.

He possessed an allmost devine beauty that made everyone, no matter their age or gender, turn their head to stare at him whenever he passed by.

But looks deceive. No matter how fragile Shinta may look, the boy was not to be underestimated when in battle. He had an amazing stamina and a defence even Hiko himself could barely get through.

Hiko's train of thought was interupted when the coffeemachine started beeping, indicating coffee was ready.

Smiling to himself, Hiko fully entered the kitchen and took his place at the table, which made Shinta look up and notice him.

"Ohayo shishou. Would you like some coffee?"

The boy's radiant smile seemed to brighten the whole room. Hiko nodded and returned the smile.

"Ohayo Shinta-chan. You're up early for your first day of school."

"Someone had to make breakfast and prepare our lunches for this afternoon, ne?"

Always thinking of others. Shinta was the comlete opposite of his brother, in many ways.

Speaking of which...

"Shinta-chan, where's your brother?" Hiko asked suspiciously.

Shinta gave a surprised look at the sudden change in his master.

"Still in bed ofcourse. I was going to wake him later on."

Hiko's eyes narrowed.

"Never mind that. I'll wake that slack-ass."

Rising from his chair, he took his cup of coffee and went to the room Shinta shared with his twin. Shinta's futon was already made. On the other futon another redheaded teen was sprawled out, snoring rather loudly. A smirk was visible on the older man's lips as he raised the scalding cup of coffee.

Kenta was awoken from his sleep rather unpleasently. Jumping 4 feet high, the startled boy gave a yell that scared away all the birds and rodends closest to the little cabin on top of the mountain.

Then he noticed his master looking down on him with a satisfied smirk on his face.

The boy shot the arrogant man his best deathglare. Ofcourse this had no effect at all on Hiko.

If looks could kill, Hiko would've died 10 times a day.

"Get up, baka. It's the first day of school. So get off your lazy ass and make yourself presentable!"

Kenta bared his teeth in anger.

"What'd you do that for, you loony crackpot!!! That's hot!!" he yelled at his master.

"No shit, Sherlock. You think I would've woken you like that if it were cold? That's not even half as much fun. Now get dressed, you insufferable twit. Or you'll be late."

Having said that, the 13th master of Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu turned and left the room.

"Git." Kenta breathed under his breath. The door opened again and Hiko's head appeared.

"I heard that." And he closed the door again.

Rolling his eyes, Kenta gathered his stuff and took a quick shower.

When he entered the kitchen, both his master and Shinta had already finished their breakfast.

Shinta greeted him a misschievous grin.

"Ohayo nii-chan. Want some more coffee?" Kenta flipped him the bird.

"Jump in a river and drown, Shin. Your turn to shower."

Shinta smiled cheerfully and left. Kenta, mumbling something about brothers and conspiracies, grumpily ate his breakfast, pausing every once in a while to glare at Hiko.

Hiko chuckled. The two boys were obiously brothers, no one could argue that.

They were both small for their sixteen years, both had flaming red hair (though Kenta's was not quite as long. His fell just past his shoulders) and they were absolute geniusses with the sword. But that was were the similarities ended. Kenta would never be mistaken for a female. His narrowed eyes were a rare golden hue, that scared most people. He was an insufferable troublemaker, who got in detention more times than all students put together. To him, rules were made to be broken. But Hiko knew the boy meant no harm. His heart was pure, only scarred. So was Shinta's, but his had contained it's innocence. Even when wielding the sword, differences could be noticed. Kenta was the more agressive one. His attacks were fierce and swift, rarely missing their targets. Shinta on the other hand, was more in control. His attack was more hesitant, but by no means uneffective. His defence however was almost unbreakable, his blocks and counters exceptional.

Hiko enjoyed watching the twins spar. They were both evenly matched because one's weakness was the other's strength. They completed eachother.

Upon re-entering the kitchen, Shinta found his twin and master Hiko involved in a glaring contest. Sighing he stood behind his brother and brushed his hair into a high ponytail, like his.

He knew if he didn't do it, then Kenta would never bother to brush his hair. 'It's just hair. No big deal.' he always said. But Shinta just plain refused to let his brother leave the house looking like some scruffy vagabond. So now the brushing had become some sort of morning ritual. Kenta had even allowed his hair to grow, demanding only that it would remain the lenght it was now in order to avoid looking like a girl. That comment had earned him a clobbering with his brother's shinai.

Kenta stood.

"Well, we better get going then. Come on Shin." He packed his things, glared at his master one last time and walked outside. Shinta giggled

"See you at school shishou. Ja ne." And then he was gone as wel.

Shinta caught up with his twin quickly. Sensing his grumpiness , he decided not to say anything, so they walked the road to the foot of the mountain in complete silence.

Five minutes later though, Kenta broke it.

"That was really hot, you know."

Shinta looked at his brother in surprise, then burst out laughing. Kenta put on his best 'I'm hurt'-look, which caused Shinta to laugh even harder. He calmed down when he noticed Kenta's scowl.

"Sumanu, Ken-chan. But pouting really isn't your thing. When you pull a face like that, you look as if you've got something stuck in your pants."

Kenta rolled his eyes, while Shinta gave in to another fit of giggling.

Looking ahead, they saw they reached the main road at the foot of the mountain.

When they were about to turn right, a horn stopped them. Turning around, they saw a white car (without a roof) with 'aku' imprinted on the front approach them. The car pulled over and they caught sight of a tall boy with spiky brown hair and a pretty girl with long black hair.

"Sano!! Nice wheels. How many banks did ya rob to get hold of this?" Kenta exclaimed.

Sano grinned.

"I didn't rob a single yen, Ken. I've been working this summer solely to be able to get my hands on this baby. Ain't she beautiful?"

The girl next to him, rolled her eyes.

"You'd think he would've bought his girlfriend something nice, but noooooo. He had to go and buy this can on wheels."

"Ah, c'mon Megumi-baby, ya know I love ya. Can't I just buy myself a present once in a while? You'll learn to like her."

Megumi humpfed and turned her attention to the twins.

"So, you two bishonen want a ride? It'll spare your legs."

"Not that we can't handle the walk, but if you insist." They both got in the car.

Sano put his foot down, and the car set off at top speed.

TBC

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