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"Now that we have our sons..." he said, he looked into her eyes, and knew she understood.
"What should we do with her? We can't just... Get rid of her." she said.
"We'll just leave her at an orphanage, they can find a new family for her."
The words echoed through me, even as later, they would echo through my dreams. I didn't know that they were talking about me.
"Emmer?" I turned, Hikaru and Kaoru had gotten out of bed, I smiled, my little brothers, they were the only friends I had ever had. "are you coming? We can't go to sleep without you." Kaoru said, Hikaru's small eyes widened, and he pushed his identical twin.
"No, I can go to bed just fine," he said "Kaoru was whining about it, he thought there was something out da window." I smiled and grasped their small hands in mine, I walked them back to their room and shut their window. I almost laughed as I saw them snuggle up together. Their matching pajamas standing out against the white of their bedsheets. I stood over them for a moment, and that was as long as It took them to fall asleep. Gently I pulled Hikaru's thumb away from his mouth,i hoped that his habit of sucking on his thumb wouldn't evolve into a problem.
I slipped into bed. I wondered why I shared a room with Hikaru and Kaoru when the house was so big, but I never wondered too hard, not until they were gone.
In the orphanage where my parents left me, we all shared everything. Only now I knew that there was a big cover up to make sure that the government wouldn't just return me to them. They didn't want me, an illegitimate child, in their perfect little family. Anyhow, they didn't need me anymore, now that they had their sons, my brothers.
I was sure that they would forget about me, but as I grew I received letters, more at first, but then almost none. I found out that our parents had told them that I had gone away for school, and that I wasn't going to come back for a long time.
a nice couple adopted me when I was seven, when the twins were six. Then, when I was twelve, I got sick, really sick. And the rest of my childhood i spent from a hospitable bed, or, if I was lucky, from the small attic room I had to myself.
Now, I could tell the doctors who attended me were getting worried, almost sober. And all my life seemed to come to this one moment, when I'd find out why they were treating me differently. The doctor stepped into the room, his clipboard almost filled to capacity with papers.
"hello ember, how are you feeling today?" ah yes, the stereotypical question. they always asked before they told you that you needed this surgery, or that therapy.
"I'm fine," I said, "thanks," I didn't want to seem too ungrateful, it was through the doctors efforts that I was still alive.
"well we have some unfortunate news for you today." I was glad I was already seated in my wheelchair, otherwise he'd probably ask me to sit down. "it has come into our attention that your parents-" I reminded myself that they weren't my real parents. they tried their best, and I loved them, but it wasn't the same as having my little brothers around. Even if the parents of that family decided to shun their children. The doctor cleared his throat, this was seemingly hard for him. "well, you only have," he coughed again, I wondered if I'd need to give him CPR to get whatever it was he was trying to say out of his throat. "you only have, at most..." oh great, what was it? A week, a month, I had seen too many movies that did this. "a year to live." the seriousness of his words hit me. This was real. I only had a year. 365 days, 52 weeks, 12 months, 1 year to live.
It was then that I resolved that I would see my brothers again. That I resolved that I had to see my brothers again. When I got home next I tried to stand, and I gasped as my legs almost gave out. I sighed, I couldn't go to them like this. I glimpsed myself in the mirror, I saw my red hair sticking out at odd angles, eyes surrounded by black, with almost no shine left. No, they'd run. I allowed myself a smile, in the mirror it looked more like a grimace, but I smiled all the same. That was a start.
That was seven months ago, and now I look almost normal. Though I can feel the sickness inside, sucking away my time. The time I have to see my brothers again. I wondered if they'd remember me, if not, I guessed I'd be fine just watching them again, maybe even talk to them. I had five months, there was time, maybe.
I looked down at the map in my hand, slowing my bike so I wouldn't run into anything. This was it. Ouran academy, where my brothers were First years, where maybe, I'd be able to meet them again. I checked my backpack again. Good, all my papers were there, as well as my emergency medication, for it things got bad.
I walked in, on first impressions, it was like a castle, sweeping staircases adorned the entry hall. Huge doors led to huge rooms. I went toward the information desk to get my schedule, map, and maybe some info on where Hikaru and Kaoru might be. I would be a second year, so it might be hard to find them. though i guess i could run into them in the halls- I glimpsed something out of the corner of my eye, I looked up.
There was a boy standing in an arched window. In his hand he held a black notebook. Thin glasses adorned his eyes, glinting in the sunlight filtering through the window. But the sunlight did nothing to lighten his coal black hair. I turned away and continued on. Though I stole another glance at this mysterious boy. I found his eyes on mine, his pen scratching something in his notebook. I turned away, walking a little faster.
I was surprised to find a blond haired boy running toward me, almost skipping.
"Kyoya!" he yelled, I moved to the side, noting that both these boys were quite attractive, in looks anyway, behavior, perhaps not.
"what is it Tamaki." the black haired boy, I guessed Kyoya, said, a smooth droll to his voice. I kept walking, not hesitating to see what this Tamaki had to say.
Then I saw them. Two red Haired boys, each a mirror image of the other. They had changed, but I still saw the spark of rebellion in Hikaru's eyes, and the soft maturity in Kaoru's. I smiled, they still wore matching clothes, though I doubt that someone still picked them out for them.
I then realized that I was standing stock still in the middle of the now busy hallway. I made myself keep moving. But it hypnotizing how familiar they were to me, the way they walked, how they treated each-other. Hikaru always playing the Alfa dog, and Kaoru pretending not to be. Even though they knew that nether of them was in charge, they liked to pretend they were.
They had grown to be quite handsome, and, if possible, more immature, I smiled. I got my schedule from the information attendant, and hurried to my next class, I had already missed the first one of the day. Biking from the train station had taken longer than I had thought.
I went to the teacher first, introduced myself, then sat in my assigned desk, and tried to look small, I didn't want to be noticed. I was only here to see my brothers. I hoped to at least get to know them a little, then I guess I'd die, and perhaps I'd be OK with that.
As students started filing into the classroom, I noticed that Tamaki and Kyoya were in my class, I hoped they wouldn't notice me. Though I doubted that they would, there must be many new girls. I didn't pay attention to the lesson, nor any of my classes, all I worried about was where Kaoru and Hikaru would be after school hours. That's when I'd be able to see them.
After classes, I looked through the halls, hoping to catch them going to do... whatever it was they did after school hours.
After about thirty minuets of searching the incredibly big school, I saw a group of girls giggling as they tripped up the stairs. One girl raised her voice above the rest.
"I'm just going to see Kaoru," she sighed like a hypnotized lover.
"oh come on," another girl said, "Kaoru has nothing on Tamaki, oh! He's so dreamy!" watching, I thought she had almost fainted.
But the only thing that caught my attention was the name Kaoru. They were going to see Kaoru, and If I knew the twins, whatever Kaoru was doing, Hikaru would be doing to, and the other way around. I followed the girls as they ran down halls, and as they giggled and talked. I was surprised when they entered the third music room, were the twins taking music lessons? If they were, I would pity their teacher, they would never get them to corporate.
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