Bill opened his eyes slowly, blinking in the bright morning light coming through the curtain-less window. He groaned and rolled over, right into Tom. Bill squeaked, surprised to find his face so close to his brother's. Tom mumbled something, and pulled Bill closer. Bill's eyes widened as Tom kissed him gently, his eyes finally opening. Tom smiled, seeing Bill at last.
"G'morning." Tom yawned. Bill just stared at Tom, shocked to have been kissed. Tom frowned slightly, and then comprehension dawned on his face. "Oh." Tom quickly let go of Bill, who jumped back, standing up quickly.
"Um. Good morning. I'm gonna... I'll be downstairs." Bill said, blushing a deep pink. He quickly turned and left the room, nearly walking straight into the door as he did so. Once at the bottom of the stairs, Bill sat down on the last step. Why had Tom.. kissed him? He tentatively pressed a finger to his lips, remembering the feel of Tom's mouth against his. He blushed even harder, realizing it wasn't an unpleasant feeling. Bill jumped as Simone came into his view, looking down at him oddly.
"You okay, honey?" She asked, the concern apparent in her voice. Bill jumped up quickly, grinning widely to hide his consternation.
"Great! What's for breakfast?" He asked, trying to sound excited. He figured he must have succeeded, as Simone's face lit up, and she said something about Gordon working on that now. Bill nodded and followed her into the kitchen, sighing as the smell of bacon reached his nose. He smiled, sitting down in the same seat he had taken the night before. Bill watched in silence as Gordon and Simone bustled around the kitchen, making food. It was only a few minutes before the sound of Tom coming down the stairs could be heard. Bill blushed, remembering what had happened just earlier.
"Hey, mom!" Tom walked into the room, grinning. He looked around the room and, spotting Bill, came to sit beside him once more. "So, uh." Tom winced slightly.
"Don't worry about it." Bill smiled slightly, then turned to watch his mother. He saw Tom nod and lean back in his chair from the side of his vision. Bill sighed, letting his shoulders slump. He leaned forward, elbow on his knee, and rested his chin on his hand.
"So, what are you boys up to today?" Gordon asked, looking up at them from his place before the stove. Tom shrugged.
"Don't know. Figure I'll take Bill around town, reintroduce him to all his friends." Gordon nodded.
"I'm sure Andreas is looking forward to seeing him again." He said, eyes back on the bacon in the frying pan. Tom laughed, and Bill looked over at him.
"I can't wait to see that. As soon as he finds out about Bill's.." Tom glanced over at Bill. "memory.. I'm sure he'll try and hit on him. Andreas has always had a thing for Bill." Tom continued, winking at Bill. Bill just stared at Tom a moment, and then decided on studying his nails. He noticed they were black, with a white stripe across the end. He studied them curiously.
"Hey, Tom. Who did my nails?" Bill looked up at his twin, who snorted.
"You did."
"Oh." Bill looked back down at his hands. He was a little surprised, he had thought they looked professionally done. He fingered the intricate ring on his middle finger. Tom noticed, and smiled.
"I got you that one." Bill looked up at Tom, who gestured towards Bill's hand.
"Really?" Bill looked back down at it. It was a pretty ring, with a dragon carved into it, wrapping delicately around his finger.
"Yup. For our eighteenth birthday. You were so excited you nearly.." Tom trailed off, blushing. Bill raised an eyebrow, curious.
"I nearly what?"
"Er. Nevermind." Tom blushed and looked away. He didn't think he should tell Bill, or their parents, that he had been so happy he had nearly kissed Tom right there, in front of everyone. He laughed silently. That definitely would have made the front page. Bill sighed, deciding Tom wasn't going to tell him. Not yet, atleast. He figured he'd try again eventually, when they were alone.
"Breakfast is ready!" Simone said happily, placing plates before the twins.
**
Sure enough, after breakfast Tom dragged Bill outside to show him around. As they walked down the quiet street, Tom pointed out each house, informing Bill of it's occupants, and supplying him with a funny story every time. Bill frowned slightly, looking up at the large house they had stopped in front of him. It seemed vaguely familiar, but he couldn't be sure.
"And this, is Andreas' house. We used to sneak out late at night all the time and come over here. Got us into trouble with mom I don't even know how many times." Tom laughed and opened the gate, letting Bill walk in before him. Bill hesitated a moment, before following Tom up the porch steps to the front door. Tom started to turn the handle, but Bill grabbed his shirt.
"Shouldn't we.. you know, knock?" Bill asked. Tom chuckled and pushed the door open.
"Nah, Andreas' mom pretty much told us it's our house too. They don't mind." With that, he stepped over the threshold into the small entry way. "Yo, Andreas!" He called, already starting up the staircase. Bill followed silently behind him.
"Tom?" They heard a call from somewhere down the hall, and someone poked his head out of a doorway. "Oh, hey! Come on in here!" The head disappeared, and Tom walked over to where it had been. Bill sighed, and walked in after Tom.
"Hey, Andreas. How goes it?" Tom grinned and plopped down onto the bed beside his friend. Andreas shrugged and looked up at Bill, who was still standing akwardly in the doorway.
"Hey, Bill! Don't just stand there like and idiot, have a seat!" Andreas said and gestured towards the space next to him on the bed. Bill nodded and made his way over, carefully sitting down beside him. Andreas turned to Tom, who had sat on his other side. "Dude, what's up with your girlfriend?" Andreas jerked his thumb at Bill and laughed. Bill frowned.
"Dude, chill out. Bill can't remember shit, so give him a break." Tom said, pushing Andreas lightly.
"What do you mean, he can't remember shit?" Andreas cocked his head. Tom sighed.
"You know about the crash, right? I told you about that." Andreas nodded, and Tom continued. "Amnesia. Bill can't remember anything before he woke up in the hospital." Bill shifted nervously on the bed. Andreas seemed to have choked, but Bill wasn't sure on what, as he hadn't been eating anything.
"Shit, dude. No kidding?" Andreas turned back to Bill, looking at him sympathetically. "Sorry, man. I had no idea." Bill just nodded blankly, uncomfortable.
"Some things seem familiar.. but, I really can't remember anything." Bill said quietly, looking at Tom. Tom seemed to understand his discomfort.
"So, Andreas. I'm showin' Bill around town. Want to come with?" At that, Andreas' face lit up.
"Hell yeah, I do!" Andreas jumped up and ran over to the closet, digging through it to find his shoes. He retreated, several moments later, with a pair of ratty sneakers. "Um, just a second. Come on, though." Andreas ran from the room, skipping off down the hall. He stopped before another door and opened it, letting his mother know where he was going. Bill and Tom followed him down the stairs and out into the front yard.
"Now what?" Bill asked. He wanted to see more of the town. Tom shrugged and looked at Andreas.
"Dude, let's go down to the old diner. There are bound to be girls there." Andreas said. Bill winced slightly, not really having any interest in meeting girls. Tom noticed, and put a hand on his arm.
"Atleast go for the food. They've got the most amazing apple pie. Not better than mom's, but still. It's pretty damn good." Bill shrugged and nodded. He wasn't exactly hungry yet, it had only been an hour since they ate, but he figured he might as well try it. Bill looked up at the cloudless blue sky for a moment, then ran after Tom and Andreas.