(i apoligize for miss spellings, and im sorry if you think my storrie sux. please dont comment unless you have constructive crytisisum.)
It had been a normal day. Nothing strange had happened for the most part, as far as I was concerned. But maybe if I had been paying more attention to my surroundings and not so much on the everyday drama of high school, maybe I would have knowdised the stranger fallowing us.
Kaoru was with me everywhere I went, just like normal. The host club had the same customers as it had last week to our knowledge anyway. Looking back now, I realize how much we took for granted. Like just being able to see Kaoru every morning when I woke up. Or being able to look over and see his face whenever I pleased. Just Kaoru's breathing was something to cherish.
Why? Because, despite what way our lives turn. Regardless of what we do to stop it, there is tragedy all around us… everyone walks around thinking; "oh yeah I feel bad for those who have been hurt or abused, or have suffered a loss." But when it comes down to it. No one ever thinks; "This could rely happen to me" because… on an average day… if you're still living, and surviving and breathing. It means nothing terrible ever really did happen. If you still have every bit of your life attached from when you wake up to when you go to sleep at night, than chances are nothing is going to happen to you tomorrow. Yeah I COULD stop breathing in my sleep and die. But I'm confident it won't happen. When you think about it though, Things can go from good to bad and from bad to worse in less than a school day. But I guess this wasn't our abridge school day anyway.
We had to stay behind after the rest of the school left, to study. Normally, at least 100 other people would be on school grounds doing the same as us. But today was a Friday. The last Friday of November, and no one wanted to be in school. It was just Kaoru, me and about 30 other people scattered about the entire campus. It made things quite, easier to concentrate. The library was empty and you could actually read… not that I read anyway… my brother dose… my brother did… I would rather finish my algebra home work and study for the math test I had coming up. Knowing Kaoru I'd have to do most of the studying for both of us and give him the answers later. But that was ok. I enjoyed that. He could do both our spelling English and writing home work, and I'd do our math, trig, and geology. That's one of the advantages of having someone that looks exactly like you. No one would ever be able to tell who did whose work, or who turned in the others. It made school easy… I don't get that any more… and I never will again.
"I'm going to turn this in." Kaoru grumbled closing a fantasy novel. One thing about Kaoru is, he never wanted to be stuck in reality. He created a world of his own to distract himself from what was really happening in the world. It was artistic and colorful. He brought a happy orah with him were ever he went.
"Why, are you done with it already?" I chuckled.
"No I just can't get into it. Not enough drama." He explained.
"Drama king." I teased as he stood and slid his chair in.
"I know you are but what am I?" Kaoru teased not missing a beet. I miss his smart remarks and snappy come backs…. By now you're probably realizing that this story IS NOT going to have a happy ending… and you're quite right. This will be painful to describe but we should get to the tragedy, shall we?
"Don't be long I need help with my spelling. Some of these words don't make any sense what so ever." I sighed.
"Okay, dunce, I'll be right back." Sometimes I don't need to know what Kaoru was thinking, I can just tell by the way he looked at me. It was like we could read each other's minds. The look he gave me that moment…. A look of undying love. The kind of longing stare you would only get from your true lover. A look of passion… and taboo. I enjoyed it, much, much too much.
I didn't start to worry until exactly fifteen minutes before I heard him scream. I had started back to the check out desk with my school bag draped over my shoulder in hopes that he had gotten caught up there. But by the time I had made it there the librarian was already locking the door and I was hiding behind a pillar.
I knew that there was no way he would leave without me, and as the thought came my suspicions were proven.
"HIKARUUUUU!" it was high pitched, panicked. But unmistakably is voice. I dropped my bag and bolted in the direction of his screaming. Darting threw bookshelves, and throwing open office doors desperately searching. It was less like he was calling me, and more like his voice was screaming from inside my head.
"HIKA-CHAN! HIKARU! I'M HERE! I'M HERE!" Than a door to one of the offices I had previously checked, slammed closed with an ear splitting bang. Urgently I scrambled to the door and threw it open, only to be surprised by a greedy kiss.
"It sounded like you were dyeing!" I screeched pushing him away slightly but not letting him from my grasp.
"I wanted to see how badly I could scare you." He chuckled diabolically. I smiled darkly seeing his thought process.
"That's not very nice of you." I grinned deviously, as I pressed him against the wall and myself.
"I think you're getting a little carried away." He breathed in my ear while I nibbled at his neck.
"But don't you think taboo is sexy, dear brother. Tell me what your sexual fantasy is." I chuckled, my teeth grazing at his soft skin.
"Nii-chan." Kaoru moaned. The sound still ringing threw my ears. Together we were a force not to be reckoned with. Together we could be one. I knew every part of him, and he knew every part of me. I still know all of him. Our bodies were the same, and when you put them together…. OH baby.
He grabbed my chin and mover my lips from his neck to his mouth in one sudden move. That was it. That was all we needed to get out of control, to adventure into a different world, a world of taboo.
Sex between two people that know each other well enough to know exactly what they are thinking at exactly the same time… have sex in a very different way from someone you've only known for a period of your life span. We had a schedule… or… an order rather, that we go in.
I touch him here.
He strokes there.
I kiss him like this.
He scratches my back like that.
I push him down, rolls me around. He's on top now. Oh. oh.
Why can't we stay here? Why can't we stay here?
Because oh loath full souls, life is not fair.
Then… ahhhh the climax. It was amazing. His cum face I mean. Identical as mine, and if we did it right, we would climax at the same time. It was like watching yourself make a face in a mirror, only sexier, and there's another person there that you can touch. As far as taboo goes… Haven't you ever wanted you have sex with yourself? We could. And we liked it.
This was good. This was the good part. Than…. It went bad… really bad. Very bad.
"Hika?" Kaoru whispered as I fished my clothes from under the office table.
"Kao?" I smiled turning to face him. If there were words to describe the way my expression looked, I would say the smile fell from my face. Kaoru was full of fear.
"Someone… is watching us." He gasped. I fallowed his gaze. Four dark hooded figures peered in threw the wide open door. This is worse… this is where good, and bad turn to worse.
We tried to fight. It was no use… they we're strong… to strong. They taped our heads together so my eyes were on his.
"I love you brother." He cried, as if he would never see me again. He was right…. I never did see him again. It's too early in the story to tell you all of what happened. What I can say without ruening the tragedy is that when I watched my brother die that night…. It was like watching myself die, except…. I could see my own reflection in his eyes. I watch his soul leave his body. But I could feel it to. It was as if I was dieing with him. I watched the life leave his eyes and with his life he took my being, and everything inside of me.…. And it was the most awful thing I've ever experienced. The most awful thing I will ever experience. For the rest of my life, and the next one to come, and the next, and the next after that.
"Has he spoken yet?" Tamaki asked.
"He hasn't said a word." Haruhi was watching the young red haired Hitachiin, who was sitting by a window in a wheel chair, staring blindly out the open shutters.
"Which one is he?" he asked worried.
"I don't know if he is Hikaru or Kaoru, if that's what you mean." She looked down at the glistening engagement ring on her left hand, a tear slid slowly down her porcelain cheek.
"Why us? Why tare our family apart, Tono?" her voice cracked when she said the word family. Tamaki didn't answer, all he could do was stare into her eyes with all the sincerity he could concur, and wipe away her tears. Tamaki knew that out of the five of them, Haruhi was the closest to the twins. And losing one of the host club was bad enough. The fact that they had lost two of their friends…. Was devastating.
"Did they tell you what happened to him?" Kyuoya asked, trying not to pry.
"No… they just said that one of the twins was dead, and they needed me to identify which one… because their mother couldn't tell…" Haruhi's eyes fell back to the Hitachiin. Huni sat with his head almost between his knees a stream of salt water coating his eyes.
"It's not fare!" he bellowed. "He was so young!" he stood suddenly picking up the wood chair he was sitting on, and chuking it across the room. The chair shattterd against the wall, making Everyone in the room jummp…. Except the lonesome red hared teen, who had taken his attention from the window, and now had his eyes pinned to the small blond boy.
"the world doesn't matter how old you are Huni." He laughed. His voice sounded like cracking pavment, but he was use to having people serprised with him… exsept now it was only him.
"Kaoru." Haruhi She sighed. "You're Kaoru." Kaoru's head spun around, so that his sunken, torn pail face was gazing toward her.
"You can tell by the sounds of our voice." Kaoru flatly acknowledged. "Then sure… I'm Kaoru…"
Tamaki steped forward, he hardly seemed princly at this point. Princes hardly have time to cry… princes don't have dark circles under their eyes, their voices don't crack, and their hair is always perfect. Right now thogh, the very king of the host club didn't much care for looks, or sex apeal. For the first time scince the twins had met him, tamaki looked like a normal person struck by pain. No acting… no fake tears… the real deal.
"Oh kaoru…." He sighed kneeling beside his wheel chair. "what did they do to you?"
No words. No body languadge. No answer. No comment. Kaoru just symply gazed into his eyes, without any real perpouse. Then suddenly…. Very sudenly, he shook… and just as quikly he pulled himself into a ball and began whailing. Shakeing. Crying. Screaming.
Tamaki was frozen with shock. Kouya was the first to move, raping his arms around the pethetic excuse of a man, wallowing in his own pain, whispering soothing, comforting words. Than Tamaki, and haruhi, hand and hand held them both close. Huni sat up on kaorus knee and buried himself in his chest, while mori created a blanket of arms around the whole of them.
It wasn't easy to get out of a hospital/rehabilitation center, and be moved instantly back home, back to school. Back to life… Kaoru could have done this. He was emotionaly strong, he could realy deal with things. But not me. It was hard enough to come to his name, but despite the fact there was only one of us left, that not even haruhi could tell us apart… it crushed me. But I didn't want to be me anymore anyway. I wanted to be some one else entirly. My brother's identaty was shared with me already, as was mine with him. It seemed the simplest agreement. The healthyest thing for me, even if it wasn't healthy to began with. Kaoru was a stronger man than me.
I walked into ouran that day with a promise I made to my brother, With the last breath that left his lips. I will find who did this. I know that they are students. And I will kill them… point blank. It might not be today. It might not be tomaro. But before the police find them, I will kill them, and now thanks to their own stupidity, I know exactly how im going to do it. By the end of the month those girls will wish they killed both the hitachiin twins… no, no… they'll wish they never messed with us to begin with.
First step was math class. I entered the room and was instantly hit by a tital wave of eyes. I wasn't entirly unexpectant of this. Its been happening eversince I got out of the hospital. But that's not to say I was use to it. For some reason I almost felt unwelcome, like I wasn't realy sapose to be there. It confused me. I got to my desk, it had piles of flowers and a picture of kaoru (or was it me?) smiling for the school yearbook. No it was defanetly kaoru, we switched places on picture days. How ironic…
I stoped suddenly… striken by his face. For a moment I wasn't sure what to do. Did they expect me to start crying? A sing of pain struck my heart and I traced his face in the picture frame. Then… I closed my eyes laid the picture down softly and quitely made my way to his desk.
The rest of the class like hell. It was like no one could stop staring at me. And after class, everyone left quite suddenly. As if I was toxic, or like I was about to start crying on every one of them at once.
I probably looked a little confed because a girl I had never seen before started to giggle from beside me.
"This is when you stand up and move to your next class." She smiled at me.
"oh… right." I stood, and started to walk away but then I was at hikaru's.. my desk again, and I was a little stuck.
"are you okay, kaoru?" I winced at the mention of his name, but I didn't answer.
"I'm sorry.. of coarse your not okay. Your brother is dead. It dosent take a rocket scientist to see that you were very close to him." It was how she jusy said it… so casualy. She knew I didn't want sympothy.
"You'll never imagen the pain…" My voice came cracked.
"I can tho…." I spun on my heal so that her face was facing my own.
"How… how could you say that? Wha… Do I even know you? Who even are you?" I spat.
"I wont take offence to that because I know what you'r going threw. But you know I lost a twin to. And how could you say you don't know me? We've been sitting right next to eachother for two years. Kaoru… don't you recognize me." There was a pleading look in her eye, like she would start crying.
"Kaoru, im your girl friend! What did they do to you?" The girls voice was hushed, but huried. She looked at me as if she owed me something.
"M-my girlfriend?" I glared at her in disbeleafe. "If you're my girlfriend… then you would know. You would know what went on between my brother and I, it would mean I was hiding from him. Keeping secrets… and that's not something I do!" I growled.
"Kaoru… you didn't… you didn't tell him did you. Before he left." She sounded crushed. "I told you, you would regret it if you didn't tell him! And… are you telling me you were seriously insestual with your TWIN BROTHER?"
It felt as if my heart had just shattered into a million peaces. Kaoru didn't tell me. Kaoru regreted not telling me?
I grabed my bag, and the picture of ka-hikaru of the desk and smashed it between the girls feet and my own.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL HIM YOURSELF? YOU LITTLE BITCH!" She slaped me and glared into my eyes.
At first I was still, but I must remind you that one person can only take so much. I turned to my side and hurled over a desk. Looking over the room… I started to feel dizzy, to feel hurt. It felt like the earth was spinning way to fast, and I was the only person on it. I curled into myself, and colapsed into fetal posistion.
"Why didn't you walk him out?" Tamaki shouted angrly at haruhi, while rushing to the nurses office.
"I… I didn't feel like I had the athority… Nisha-chan wan'ted to," Tamaki cut her off.
"She wanted to talk to him, even tho you know he can't handle that?" he snaped.
"Tamaki, no one expected him to react like this, none of us new exactly WHAT to expect. You shouldn't take your agrevation out on others, it was not Haruhi's fault. Kaoru acted the way he did, and we only have him to blame." Kyouya shot in. "From now on, we just need to keep a close watch on him."
Tamaki froze in place, looking up at 3rd the lybrary window.
"What's he doing up there?" haruhi asked stoping beside tamaki.
"It's not Kaoru…" Mori explained.
"Hikaru…" haruhi whispered. "how?"
"when awfull things happen to people, their sprits often get left behind." Tamaki explained. Hikaru stared down at them wearing a school uniform, looking the same as if targety had never struk.
"We may never see this again…. Or we could see it everyday till the end of high school. It depends on what he wants to do." He continueed.
"We can't let Kaoru see this." Huni exclaimed. "It would damage him beond repare."
"What would damage me beond repare?" Tamaki looked over his shoulder, at the ariving Kaoru. out of the corner of his eye he watched the ghost turn and walk away.
"Kaoru, are you okay?" Haruhi asked throwing herself in his embrace.
"I'll be fine. But help me with something will you?" Kaoru sighed pulling her chin up so he could look into her eyes.
"Don't let her come near me. Ever." He ordered with all seriousnes. Haruhi smiled.
"we wont." Tamaki asured placing a hand on kaoru's shoulder. "We wont."