Hikaru sat on his chair, looking out the window more withdrawn then he was yesterday. Tamaki tried to get him to go out, go enjoy the air. But he couldn't. not when Karou was ill. He couldn't enjoy himself when his brother was dying. He couldn't. He had been in his house for more then a week nursing Kaoru, but if anything his twin seemed to be getting worse. And with that Hikaru's health had been deteriorating.
"Hikaru please go out, eat do anything," His mother pleaded.
"How can I do anything when Kaoru is ill. I'm his older brother. I'm ment to be looking after him. I have to do whatever I can to look after him. Mother don't send me away. He needs me more then anyone," Hikaru pleaded, his brown eyes sparkling with tears.
His mother sighed.
"Fine. Just please eat something," She said, walking out of the room.
"HIkaru.. you don't have to put yourself through pain for me. I'm not going to get any better."
"DON'T SAY THAT BAKA! YOUR GOING TO GET BETTER! I CANT LOSE MY TWIN BROTHER. Hes my other half… I cant. I wont…" Hikaru said, suddenly braking down into tears.
Kaoru felt like leaning over to his brother and hugging him tight. But he couldn't because he was so weak.
2 weeks later:
Kaoru had died. Died from an unknown illness and Hikaru had become jus a shell of his old self. His body was so thin you could see bones no human wished to see. His eyes became dull and he hardly talked to the host club anymore. He spent most of the time in his room, cutting himself.
Two twins. Once insperable, now sperated by fate. Live was a cruel, but we all have to endure its evilness but one by one we will find our paradise even if we have to lose someone we love the most. Even if that person is your perious twin.
(this is a little something i wrote to help clear my writers block. i hope you like it )