Chapter 4
Kaoru's POV
The train continued to move as I walked around the train aimlessly, not knowing where I was supposed to go. Ever since I stormed out of the room after nearly being raped by Nekozawa, I've been walking around. I have no idea where I am, or where anyone else is.
I'm well aware that Hikaru is searching for me, though. I can hear his shouts of my name as he also searches the halls.
It makes me feel horrible to know that Hikaru is worried about me, but… I can't face him. I don't want to face anyone.
"Kaoru! C'mon, Kao! Please!" Hikaru called out. His voice seemed like it was right next to me.
Panicking, I quickly opened the door of the closest door that I could find and slipped in, shutting it behind me silently.
"Kaoru!" Hikaru's voice travelled in through the door, which was directly in front of me.
Spinning around, I notice that I'm inside of a bedroom. I stalk over to the bed and climb under it, desperately praying that Hikaru wouldn't open the door.
But, my luck isn't THAT good.
"Kaoru?" Hikaru's voice resonates into the room as he enters; his steps slow and careful. "Are you in here?"
My muscles tense slightly and remain lying flush against my stomach, curling my fingers into the soft carpeting. I wonder what it's made of. It's actually pretty soft.
"C'mon, Kao. I was hoping that you'd come out when I walked in, but that's obviously not gonna happen. I watched you walk in here."
I turned my gaze away from the carpet, only to nearly jump out of my skin when I saw Hikaru staring right at me.
"Ah!" I exclaim, rolling out from underneath the bed. "Damn you, Hikaru! You scared me!"
"Ooooh. I scared the almighty hunter." Hikaru said teasingly, walking over to me.
"No! Go away!" I stood up and crossed my arms over my chest stubbornly. "I just wanna be left alone."
He sighs and walks over to me anyway, wrapping his arms around my waist, almost as if I was a delicate flower. "You're not a girl, Kao. Don't worry about what he says. He's just a drunken idiot."
I nod and decide to let loose a little, setting my chin on Hikaru's broad shoulder. It's not an easy thing to admit, but I know for a fact that we have been getting different as we age. We always try to convince ourselves that we are still completely identical, but it hasn't been that way for about a year.
You see, Hikaru and I are still the same height, but our figures are different. My frame is a bit curvier and my hips are more prominent than his. Our faces are still identical, as is the rest of everything except for our figures. He has broad shoulders, and mine are more rounded. He has straight, masculine hips, whilst mine are curvy and feminine.
And to think: I am the one that's been out hunting all this time, when he is so obviously much manlier than I am.
Another thing to think about is that I wouldn't want him to be out there, anyway. I'd rather risk my life and safety than have him do it.
Hikaru gently kisses my temple and I freeze, my cheeks flushing.
What is wrong with me? Every time Hikaru hugs me or kisses me somewhere on my face (Other than my lips, of course. We'd never do that.) I always get this fluttering feeling in the pit of my stomach! My cheeks feel like they're burning, my stomach does flips…
Is this what it feels like to have a crush?
Pfft, of course not! Hikaru and I are brothers. TWIN brothers. There's no way that he'll ever think of me that way anyway. Not that I want him to, anyway… right? I don't feel that way about him.
Maybe I'm just over thinking things.
"Hey, we should probably ask Renge where our rooms are. I know we're in a bedroom right now, but still. This may not even be our bedroom." He laughs and takes my hand, pulling me towards the doorway.
"Hey, what do you mean 'our bedroom?'" I ask him nervously, following after him.
"Huh? I mean our bedroom, Kaoru. We've always shared a room. It's not like this is anything different."
"What? Yes it is! We're going into the Hunger Games, Hika! This is way different!"
"Well, you wouldn't be going into the Games if you wouldn't have volunteered for me." Hikaru says lowly, barely glancing at me over his shoulder.
"Really? Now you're going to get mad at me?" I rip my hand out of his grasp and ball my fists up, trying to steady their shaking. "You wouldn't last a day in the Games, Hikaru! I volunteered for you for a reason, you idiot!" My eyes were trained on the ground as they welled up with unshed tears. I forced them back, biting my lip, hard. "I'm not cared for, anyway. The only reason that anyone in District 12 cares for me is because I'm your brother. I'm your clone. The younger carbon copy, Hikaru. Nobody cares about me. I wouldn't be missed if I died in the Games." My voice had dropped down to a whisper and a stray tear escaped its barrier.
Noticing that Hikaru hadn't answered me yet, after I had waited for a few moments, I looked up, only to see him gone.
My jaw nearly drops to the ground and I couldn't hold back the tears. They poured down my cheeks and I angrily swatted at them, inwardly sobbing hysterically.
I can't cry though. Crying is a sign of weakness. I can't show weakness.
My feet started to carry me away yet again and I ran down the hallway, took a left, then ran smack into Hikaru.
"Kaoru, I was looking for you." He said softly, cupping my face in his hands and wiping away my tears with the pads of his thumbs. That same fluttering came back in the pit of my stomach.
I shove him away. "Well, you wouldn't have had to look for me if you wouldn't have left me with these fucking tears!"
"Kaoru, watch your language. Now." Hikaru demands, taking my hands in his. "Calm down and stop being stupid, 'kay? You're being irrational and emotional. Calm down."
"Leave me alone."
I attempt to walk away, but Hikaru wraps his arms around my waist and lifts me off of the ground, slinging me over his shoulder. "Hey!"
"Put me down!" I demand.
"No."
"Yes."
"NO."
"YES."
"Alright!" I am put down when Hikaru walks into a room and he plops me down on a plush memory foam bed. Mother had told me about this material, too.
"U-uh, Hika, why did you bring me into a bedroom and set me down on the bed?" I ask him, my cheeks flushing.
"Well, after you finished your speech earlier, I went to find Renge. When I had found her, I asked her where our room was. She said that the fact that I wanted to share a room with you was adorable." He shoots me a smile, his dazzling white teeth showing through his perfect, full pink lips.
My stomach does a flip and I tear my gaze from his, standing up slowly.
"Well, Hika, as nice as this stay has been, I think I'm gonna go get my own room-"
I stop speaking when Hikaru walks over to the doorway and closes the door, then locking it. "No need, baby brother. You're staying in here with me!"
My teeth find my bottom lip and I gnaw on it, noting that when I had bitten it earlier, I had bruised it. I don't care about that, though. I bite my lip all the time and get bruised all the time. This is no different.
"Can I at least get cleaned up? I probably smell like a sewer." I whisper, nervously looking back up at Hikaru. What I see nearly makes my eyes bulge out of their sockets.
There is Hikaru, in all his glory, taking off his light blue button down dress shirt. The shirt falls over his shoulders effortlessly, his muscles rippling in the sexiest of ways.
Wait, did I really just think that?! OH MY GOD!
"Heh, I was about to do the same thing. You can join me, if you like. We always used to bathe together when we were little, anyway." Hikaru says, his fingers deftly undoing the button of his dress pants. They fall to the ground and he steps out of them, his pale legs looking like porcelain in the faint lighting of the room.
"N-no, that's alright. Really. I-I mean, you can go first, if you want. I can stay here and wait." I stutter, sitting down on the bed.
"No need to. You can just get in with me." Hikaru kneels down (Thank God his boxers are still on) in front of me and undoes the buttons of my shirt, removing the clothing quickly. I'm speechless, too stunned to protest to what he was doing.
His hand found mine and he pulled me up, undoing the button of my pants and pushing them down quickly. Now we were both only in our boxers.
"You can take care of those. Come on, Kao. Let's go take a shower together! I've never had a shower before, and that's what they have here! We've only had baths!" Hikaru says excitedly, pulling me into the bathroom with him.
His boxers drop to his ankles as he jumps into the shower and peers out, his eyes locked on mine. "Come on, Kaoru! Take off those boxers and get in with me!"
His childish smile breaks through my soul and I look down, slowly slipping my boxers off to reveal my manhood. My cheeks burn as I step in, keeping my eyes up and trained on Hikaru's eyes so that they wouldn't trail down to his… unmentionables…
"Okay! Let's get this show on the road!" Hikaru happily exclaims and saunters over to the shower controls. "Now, how do you work this thing…" His voice fades away as my eyes fall all over his body, admiring the taut muscles and pale flesh. Hikaru is so good looking, it's no wonder why all of the girls constantly drool over him…
And never me.
People always get confused about that. Just because we're seemingly identical (Once again, except for my hips) doesn't mean that all of the girls will want me like they want him. They're always rubbing their hands on his chest and giggling at everything he says, while I just hide in the shadows. Nobody ever notices me. Like that will ever happen.
Like I even want it to, for that matter.
"Kaoru? You alright?" Hikaru cut in, walking in front of me. The shower was now on and the water was running down his body, hugging the indentations of his six-pack. My cheeks heat up and I turn around, putting my face into my hands.
"M'fine." I mutter, my voice being slightly muffled by my hands.
"No, you're not, Kaoru. Come on. Don't lie to me." Hikaru says, his large, yet gentle hands encasing my wrists and pulling my hands away from my face. I cautiously look up at him, biting my lip. "What's wrong, baby brother?"
I shake my head and tear my gaze away from his. "Nothing, Hika. Really."
"Kaoruuuuuuuuuuu~" Hikaru whines, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into him. "Tell me what's wroooooooooooong."
"Nothing is wrong."
"Liar."
"I'm not lying."
"Liar, liar, pants on fire."
"I'm not wearing pants."
"Good, cuz' if you were you'd be on fire."
"You're so weird."
"I'm not the one who mentioned the lack of pants."
"But you brought them up in the first place."
"Are we really having this conversation?"
I look up and meet his eyes again, and as soon as our eyes meet, we both burst out into a fit of laughs and giggles. It feels so good to laugh again. Especially to laugh with my Hika.
My Hika.
The thought of Hikaru being mine makes me gasp and take a step out of Hikaru's embrace, making me slip on the slick bottom of the shower. I fall to my butt, hissing at the dull pain now dominating my lower regions.
"Kaoru! Are you alright?" Hikaru kneels in front of me, cupping my face in his hands and looking at me with concern in his eyes.
Sitting here, with Hikaru holding my face and looking at me the way he is (Not to mention the fact that we're both naked) makes my cheeks ignite and my stomach flips so many times I nearly hurl.
"Huh? Dude, you're cheeks are bright red. Are you alright, Kao?"
"I-I…" I whisper, and his face dips in closer to mine so he can hear me. "I'm… I'm fine."
His nose is an inch, if not less away from mine. "Kaoru, you can tell me anything. You know that."
"I do! I… I don't even know what's wrong…" I close my eyes and bite my lip to keep my focus away from Hikaru's lips, which were so close. I could feel his warm, slightly minty breath brush across my face, and I silently wondered where he got the mint from. We've never had many minty things in District 12.
"Well, then that isn't very healthy." Hikaru says with a slight laugh. The beautiful sound rings in my ears and I tense, wanting to hear it more. I want to make Hikaru happy. I want to wrap my arms around him and hug him like there's no tomorrow. I want to lean in that one last inch and kiss his perfect mouth with my own chapped lips. I want to-
Hold up. Did I just… OH MY WORD. I WANT TO KISS HIKARU.
My breath caught in my throat and I jumped away from him, quickly standing up and stepping out of the shower. "Um, Hikaru? I'm just going to go to bed, alright?"
"Kaoru-"
"Please? Just… I just need some space."
He hesitates. "I-I guess. Just be safe, 'kay? And you better be in that bed when I walk out. You're sharing a room with me and that is final, mister."
I turn to him and force a smile. "Alright, Hikaru. I'll be right out there."
He smiles. "I'll miss you." There he closes the shower door.
A sigh escapes my lips as I quickly dry off my body and walk out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped snugly around my thin waist.
Next to the bathroom there was a built-in dresser that was connected to the wall. I pulled out the top drawer and slipped on a pair of the soft, black boxers that were inside. They fit perfectly. That isn't creepy at all.
Opening the second drawer, I pull out a pair of incredibly smooth sleep capris. I'm not sure what the material is, though. Perhaps it's satin? My mother said that satin felt rich beneath your fingers and smooth to the touch. She said that it would fall against your skin and slip and slide, and that you would feel pampered as it did.
I put the capri's on, and let me tell you: Compared to what everything feels like in District 12 (Dirty, musty, and rough are just a few examples), boy does this make me feel like a king.
I pulled out a shirt from the third drawer that matched the pants that slipped over my lithe frame easily. It was a pale green, just like the pants.
Tonight's the night that the Capitol is replaying to reapings from all of the different Districts, isn't it. I'm not going to watch it. I'd rather not psych myself out before I arrive to the Capitol.
Turning around, I toss my towel into a chute that was labeled "Dirty" and saunter over towards the luxurious bed, taking a seat upon it. This only made me feel like even more of a king. It was like my throne.
The soft bed made me smile a little and I curled up under the blankets and sighed in content, my eyes drifting closed almost immediately.
Despite the circumstances, the steady movement of the train and the luxury surrounding me calmed my nerves and I fell asleep in no time at all.
A/N. Sup peeps! Sorry if you were expecting some serious, Hunger Gamesy things in this chapter. But, nope! The Hunger Games is obviously a very serious thing. BUT. The twins are not. They like to have fun with one another and joke around and be silly sometimes. So, that is why this one is sort of silly. I was aiming for somewhat of a filler chapter, but also it gave the twins some of their personality, you know? Though Kaoru, in this, is sort of quiet and internally angry and stuff, he does have a sense of humor. I guess haha.
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