DUUUUH. NO OURAN. NO OWN. NO OWN DUH OURAN.


"It's like you're young all over again. I miss when you two were small and I could push you around in your stroller. Then you two grew up so fast and decided running around was more fun." Yuzuha sighed, smiling at the memories. She walked behind her son, wheeling him around their mansion.

Kaoru however was not amused. He frowned, hands moving to search for the brakes on his chair. "Mom…"

The assisted ride came to a halt and she let go of his handlebars to ruffle his hair teasingly, earning her a disgruntled but warm smile. "Calm down. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you."

He sighed, and gratefully took back the control of his chair. "It's fine. I'm trying to get used to it but I know it won't happen. If I can't control my legs then I at least want to control the thing that acts as them. That's why I just..."

Yuzuha leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Kaoru's cheek. It was promptly wiped off but she could see the effect it had. The younger twin's irritation had calmed somewhat, although it was clear the problem ran deeper than she could fix with a kiss. It was best not to let him brood on it too long. While on her business trips she often got updates on how he'd snapped at one of the maids, or Hikaru of all people, or that he and Hikaru had locked themselves in their room. It was tough on everyone, but those two had been hit the hardest of course. It wasn't surprising that they'd begun to drift, if only slightly, back into their own world for a temporary break.

Putting a inquiring finger to her chin she looked down at her boy, still silently brooding, still unmoving. "Are you having trouble with your clothes?"

Curious eyes looked up at his mother. He spun so he faced her. "What do you mean?"

"I've heard about your accidents." Kaoru's face grew red, and he mulled over who could have been updating her with embarrassing things like that. "If it's difficult to get in and out of your clothes I can design new ones. I don't want you to keep ruining your favorite pants, and I'm sure it's been a bit of a hassle to have everyone crowding around to help you. You and Hikaru are close but I'd think you'd want privacy in the bathroom at least."

"I..It's not a big deal! I like the clothes I have now," Kaoru whined. "Plus, it's rare I have an accident lately." Yuzuha made a quiet disbelieving noise at that. Kaoru's blush moved up to burn his ears. His voice grew low, dark with anger."Who told you?"

Yuzuha smiled devilishly. "Well…" she drew out, almost singing the word. "He told me not to tell you, but it's your brother."

"Hikaru!" Kaoru yelled. He puffed his cheeks out in a pout. He would find, ram into, and then roll over his brother later.

His mother laughed and held up her hands in mock defense. "He's my little spy. I need someone to tell me more than just surface observations." She moved on, gushing over something else instead. Her eyes sparked with a familiar fire that only appeared when she thought of doing something brilliant."I can't wait to start on this project. I can make so many interesting designs for you."

"I don't want to wear special clothes." But no matter how much he whined she turned a deaf ear to it.

"I can even make you some gloves so you don't ruin your hands, but I should focus on your bathroom issues first. Do you prefer elastic or Velcro?" Yuzuha questioned, looking down onto her son's bored face. He had to slap her hands away when she started to take a closer look at the shirt and pants he currently wore.

"Velcro for my pants. I don't want any shirts," he answered, finally giving in to the fact that by the end of the week he would have a whole new lineup of clothes. His face turned dark with mischief. Kaoru leaned casually back into his chair, folding his hands behind his head. He grinned. "While you're at it you should make Hikaru some too."

His mother didn't miss his shift in demeanor. She smirked. They had definitely gotten their mischievous traits from their mother. Yuzuha looked just as excited as her son. "What are you planning in that head of yours?"


"Is…this a Velcro button down?" Hikaru asked incredulously as he held up a shirt to his form. "I don't get it!"

Curiosity turned to irritation. "All of them are like this!"

"Really?" Kaoru asked with boredom, although there was a twinge of something else in his voice. He watched with hidden amusement as he balanced himself in a wheelie. "Well, I told her about how you would feel left out if I got new clothes and you didn't so…"

"You did this," Hikaru growled playfully.

Kaoru smirked, giving himself away. Slamming his wheels solidly to the ground he moved closer to his brother. "This is a proper punishment for a tattle-tale."


Ah~ I can tell that when I get bored from now on this is going to be updated. I really, really just enjoy writing a paraplegic Kaoru for some reason...

This is pretty short but oh well. I have a few other broken scenes saved on my computer but I haven't decided whether or not to post them yet. (Aka. I haven't decided whether or not to finish writing them. - Lazy)

Anyway as always I hope you enjoyed this in the least bit. I'm having fun with these. Don't forget to review on your way out please~ I always enjoy comments and critiques. Drop me a line ne? I really have liked all of the reviews I've gotten for this so far. It's fun reading your reactions and hearing about experiences. The story about testing out a similar situation to Kaoru intrigued me the most.