Okay! I am on a roll! I've been debating for a while now about whether or not I should continue on with the whole songfic-one-shot series, and I've come up with an answer. I think I will! I've gotten quite a few reviews saying that I should and I will! Oh, but I'll be updating at random, too, and it'll remain COMPLETE as well. I have no real reason why except that it'll lessen the stress for me somehow. Okay, enough with my babbling. Onward!
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Song: Serial Killer by Lana Del Rey
Serial Killer
Hikaru was careful when he slipped out from beneath the warm covers of their bed. He didn't want to wake up Kaoru; he didn't want to cause his little brother any more hassle than he already did.
Wish I may, wish I might find my one true love tonight.
Do you think that he could be you?
If I pray really tight, get into a fake bar fight, while I'm walking down the avenue.
f I lay really quiet, I know that what I do isn't right, I can't stop what I love to do.
His brother was a sweet thing, constantly worrying about him and making sure to put his needs and wants before his own. Kaoru was always working at making others happy, and this was what worried him.
So I murder love in the night, watching them fall one by one, they fight.
Do you think you'll love me too-oo-oo?
Baby, I'm a sociopath, sweet serial killer.
On the warpath, 'cause I love you just a little too much.
A little too much...much...much...much.
Pulling on a pair of Kaoru's sweatpants, Hikaru silently tiptoed across their room, making his way to a set of French doors. Once he placed a hand on a golden knob, Hikaru glanced back to their bed. He could see the steadily breathing, dreaming form of his twin. There was a ruffled mass of strawberry blonde hair that poked up from underneath the covers and stretched across his pillow. Though he was too far away, Hikaru could picture the serene face of his sibling.
You can see me, drinking cherry cola, sweet serial killer.
Said you know I love the thrill of the rush...rush...rush...rush.
You send me right to heaven.
Sweet serial killer, I guess I'll see him over.
Keeping this cute image in his mind, he swiftly turned the handle and disappeared outside. The cool air enveloped him as he silently closed the door as quickly as he could. He waited several moments to make sure a gust of night air didn't wake up Kaoru. Oh, what a pain that would be for Hikaru. To wake up the person he fled from to think about.
Do it for the thrill of the rush.
Love you just a little too much, much.
I guess I'll see him over.
I love you just a little too much.
Love you just a little too much, much.
Sighing, he turned and shuffled to the bar of the balcony. He folded his arms and rested against them on the ledge, looking out at the view. It always helped him to come out at night whenever his mind wouldn't shut off, which wasn't often. Usually the warm embrace of his twin was enough to knock him out for the late hours until morning, but lately he's been deprived of those addicting, small arms.
My black fire's burning bright.
Maybe I'll go out tonight.
We can paint the town in blue.
I'm so hot, I ignite, dancing in the dark and I shine.
Like a light, I'm luring you.
With a frown, Hikaru ran a hand messily through his hair. He couldn't understand his brother anymore; he was becoming closed off and depressed. Yes, even Hikaru noticed this strange behavior. Kaoru was always wandering off, usually around the time when they would meet up with Haruhi. And he would always have this confused, terrified look in his beautiful eyes when they performed their Brotherly Love act for their clients.
Sneak up on you, really quiet, whisper, "Am I what your heart desires?"
I could be your ingénue.
Keep you safe and inspired.
Baby, let your fantasies unwind.
We can do what want to do-oo-oo.
It made him wonder if Kaoru could tell what he was thinking in the back of his head. He knew it was impossible, but a part of him worried if Kaoru could see the utter adoration and insane infatuation that he had to hide whenever he was around. He always felt a sweet, warm rush whenever he was with Kaoru; he often found himself daydreaming or thinking about his twin whenever he wasn't around. He even would talk about him to Haruhi.
Baby, I'm a sociopath, sweet serial killer.
On the warpath, 'cause I love you just a little too much.
love you just a little too much...much...much.
You can see me, drinking cherry cola, sweet serial killer.
When Hikaru started noticing his own strange antics obsessing over his brother, he didn't know what it was about at first. He tried to think about other things like teasing Haruhi or their next prank on Tamaki. Much to his distress at the time, none of these worked. Hikaru even tried to ignore his twin in hoping that they would go away, but it seemed to only worsen with dreams and fantasies.
I left a love note, said you know I love the thrill of the rush...rush...rush.
You send me right to heaven.
Sweet serial killer, I guess I'll see him over.
I love you just a little too much.
Love you just a little too much, much.
By the time he accepted the fact of being in love with Kaoru, the said twin was beginning to distance himself.
Just have fun, wanna play you like a GameBoy.
Don't you want one?
What's the thrill of the same toy?
La la, la la la, la la... La la lie down, down.
Just have fun, wanna play you like a GameBoy.
Don't you want one?
What's the thrill of the same toy?
The reason why was beyond him. Hikaru had asked and pleaded for him to confess what was troubling him, but the younger brother said nothing. He denied anything being wrong with him and told him it was all in his head.
La la, la la la, la la... La la lie down, down, down.
Ugh.
Hikaru had even considered the possible ways of why Kaoru was doing this. Was it because of him ignoring him those couple days, even though he apologized excessively? Was it because Kaoru wanted something else now? Was it because Kaoru thought they needed - dare he say it - to be more independent?
You can see me, drinking cherry cola, sweet serial killer.
I left a love note, said you know I love the thrill of the rush.
You know I love the thrill of the rush...rush...rush...rush.
You send me right to heaven.
Of course, none of these were right. He'd asked and Kaoru told him no, and gave him the same answer as before. But those times Hikaru could sense a bit of truth in his words.
Sweet serial killer, I guess I'll see him over.
Do it for the thrill of the rush.
Love you just a little too much, much.
You send me right to heaven.
Whatever the problem was, Hikaru just wanted it to go away. He wanted to be able to be with his twin again like before. He wanted to love him and hold him in his arms for himself, but he knew he could've have that. At least not yet.
Sweet serial killer, I guess I'll see him over.
I love you just a little too much.
Love you just a little too much, much.
And there you have it! Hikaru's side! Oh, and yeah I changed the summary, title, and picture. I just felt like the previous ones were all based on the first chapter and I didn't like that. I want it neutral so the other chapters could fit the theme, too. Anyway, please review and tell me what you think. Please and thank you!:)
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