Ok, so it's 3 AM, I've gotten very little sleep the past week or two and this evening I have drank the most amazing energy drink (don't get me wrong! I'm not addicted to energy drinks or anything.) So, if this story seems a little out-of-whack... you know why. For about an hour now I have been reading Hikaru+Kaoru fics,... they are all relatively similar (I really like all of them by the way o.-) But I totally just came up with a completely original idea! I hope you like it.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything! MUahahha!
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Everyone seems to have their "other" in the host club. Tamaki is with Kyoya, Hunny with Mori, and Hikaru with Kaoru. Haruhi is in a way everyone's "other".
Whose bond would you say is deepest? Not Tamaki and Kyoya's. Sure they were best friends, but they have only known each other for about three years. Maybe Hunny and Mori's? I must say, Mori's connection with Hunny is more instinct than anything else. If their families weren't connected at all, Mori and Hunny would probably never even speak to each other.
What about Hikaru and Kaoru? Only for a few moments in Earth's history was Hikaru ever alone in the world (it was called birth). They have always been together, weather it be pulling a prank or taking a test. They were never apart and they did everything together. If one ever got expelled or suspended, the other would just assume that he was also (not that either of them have ever been expelled or suspended).
The twins shared a room (though not a bed most of the time). It was nearing 12 o'clock when Kaoru started crying, very calm and silently. So discreetly that it took a good several minutes before Hikaru even noticed.
Without even stopping to think, Hikaru put down his homework which he got a very late start on and went over to where Kaoru sat on his bed. Kaoru sat legs crossed with his face in his hands, as if to hide the tears that were falling out of control. Hikaru took his brothers hands from his face and set them down on his brothers' knees. Kaoru let his hands go limp in Hikaru's grip.
Hikaru used his index finger to trace Kaoru's palm. If Hikaru's finger was a pen, he would have been making light squiggles all up Kaoru's arm, on his shoulder, around his neck, through his intricate ears... till he was tracing the path of Kaoru's fallen tears. Hikaru's eyes couldn't help but quickly glance at the very light scar on Kaoru's left forearm. On the underside of it was the faint scar, an ugly scar, the only thing that an outsider could use to tell the difference between the two look-a-likes (that is if they even noticed it was there in the first place).
(flashback)
It was the day that the host club dressed up in the island-wear and the room was made into a tropical paradise. Kaoru and his older twin were both wearing long skirts and bare chests (flock of girls squeal in background).
Hikaru and Kaoru were hosting two girls. One was an old costumer of theirs (named Mine pronounced me-ney), and the other sitting by her side was a friend who only recently started coming (named Marieke). This was the first time that Marieke had ever requested the twins though.
"So, do you two ever do anything without the other?" Marieke questioned with sparkling eyes a sort of giddy almost annoying air about her.
Kaoru and Hikaru then gave each other looks, like they were talking without speaking. They both turned to the girls, giving her a seductive gaze "Well, I don't want to take this the wrong way... but... no." Hikaru said clasping Kaoru's hand in his own, intertwining their fingers. Kaoru looked to Mine and gave her a very silent wink.
The two girls squealed and acted like idiots. "So," Marieke started again, "how would one tell the difference between the two of you?"
"All you have to do..." Kaoru said, leaning putting his elbows on his knees to lean very close to the girls, "is get to know us a little better."
They went through the smiling and squealing thing again. "What about that scar?"
Hikaru and Kaoru both stopped what they were doing and visibly got tense, "What scar?" Hikaru snapped at her.
"That scar right there on his arm."
Without looking to where she was pointing, Hikaru tossed back, "That is no scar."
"What is it then?"
"It's nothing! I don't see anything!"
Kaoru started feeling uncomfortable. He discreetly covered up the scar on his forearm and said, "Marieke-chan, I think you are mistaken. Neither of us have any scars."
The subject was then dropped and they moved onto a topic more agreeable between everyone. Although the subject did not return you could tell that Hikaru was distressed about it.
(end flashback)
Hikaru sat on his younger brothers bed, holding Kaoru in his arms while tears silently splashed down Kaoru's cheeks.
"Kaoru, what's wrong?" he had to ask.
Kaoru shook his head and buried his face in Hikaru's chest, "I don't know. I really don't. I hate society, that's all."
"What do you have against society?" Hikaru asked, edging him on.
"It's not what I have against society. It's what society has against us." Kaoru explained. Hikaru instantly understood what his brother was trying to say.
"Hey, if everyone was meant to listen to what society has to say, life would be so boring. I'd die." Hikaru said with a slight chuckle.
Kaoru laughed slightly through his tears, "Yeah. It would suck."
Kaoru seemed to be feeling a little better. Hikaru turned off the light and slid into the available stop next to Kaoru in his bed. Their hands intertwined and they lay close enough that they could feel the others breath on his face.
(flashback)
"Ok students!" said the first grade teacher clapped her hands to get everyone's attention, "It's naptime! Everyone grab their sleeping mats and find a place on the floor to take a rest."
Hikaru and Kaoru got identical mats and lain them down right next to each other in one corner of the room. The teacher turned off the light and the room went silent. The twins laid down facing each other and clasped hands. One could feel the others breath hitting his face.
That same day during recess, Hikaru and Kaoru sat on the swing set, holding hands while they rocked back and forth. A soccer ball rolled over to them. Most kids would have kicked it or tossed it over to where the kids were playing, but not these kids.
"Hey! You two! Will you throw us our ball back!" a big fifth grader girl shouted at them.
Kaoru looked to Hikaru. Hikaru looked to Kaoru. They went back to their swinging.
"Just kick the ball over here!" the girl yelled at them.
Hikaru glared at her. Kaoru kept his eyes to the ground as they swung back and forth. Back and forth.
The fifth grade girl growled a bit and stomped over to them and snatched the ball back with as much fury as she could. "Homo's..." she spat out under her breath.
That night the twins asked their mother what the word "homo" meant. Their mother asked them if someone had called them that. As soon as she could, she transferred them to a different academe.
(end flashback)
"Kaoru..." Hikaru whispered as quietly as he could. "I have an idea for tomorrows host club."
Kaoru shifted in bed a bit, "Let me hear it." he whispered back, just as gently.
"Mmm..." Kaoru moaned when he heard Hikaru's plan for tomorrow. "That sounds good... Hikaru?"
"Yes?"
"... good night..."
"...good night Kaoru..."
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Hmm... this seems like a good place to leave off. Well, I'm curious as to what everyone thought about it. I do plan on continuing this story. I think everyone will be surprised as to how it ends. Muahaha! Ok, stay literate everyone!
This is WHPIAR... signing off.
