AN: BECAUSE FISHY ASKED FOR TWINCEST CRACKY FLUFF. BLAME HER.

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He was five when he thought girls were pretty. He remembered always trying to impress his aunt Linali with silly tricks and dandelions picked fresh from the front yard. She'd laugh and pat his head. If he was lucky, he'd get a kiss on the cheek.

He was fifteen when he realized that he was gay. He remembered the steamy locker room filled with half naked adolescent boys on the verge of becoming men. The way sweat dripped off of the basketball players' chests. How lean and sleek the swimmers were. The way their taut muscles flexed as they swam or when they rose from the water thousands of tiny shimmering drops slid down their near flawless stomachs.

He was seventeen when he found out he was attracted to his twin. It was a Saturday morning when it first started. He had just gotten out of bed when he glanced over to see Kan doing the same, now; this was something of a normal occurrence. But this time he paid attention.

For some inexplicable reason he couldn't help but stare at his adorable bed head. Or how he wanted to run his fingers through that long, silky black hair and kiss those sweet tempting lips. Or the way those long lean arms of his stretched and the way he arched his back…

He passed off his sudden hard-on as morning wood.

The day had slowly become something akin to torture for him. They did what they normally did on Saturdays – lazing about the house playing video games. Then he cheated and Kan wasn't about to let that slide so he was tackled to the floor and thus, their impromptu wrestling match began. He could barely hide the excitement in his eyes when his brother's hard body pinned him to the floor. He could barely keep his desire at bay when his warm breath ghosted across his cheeks like a feather's kiss.

He nearly died when Kan smirked in victory, kissed him on the forehead and ruffled his hair afterwards.

He had shoved him off and played the mock angry brother role as a cover to hide his sudden erection.

Kan only smiled and said, "You're too cute."

He blamed his sudden need for a cold shower on the sweat he worked up while wrestling.

A week later He found himself going insane. He stayed up late into the night just to wait until Kan fell asleep so he could watch him. He found himself finding more reasons and excuses to "accidentally" brush against him. Or that he needed to really use the bathroom while Kan was in the shower, and that their father was occupying the second one when he wasn't.

Three days later he resolved to seduce his brother.

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Something wasn't right with his younger brother. In fact, he had been acting strange for the past week. He was always spacing off with a slightly glazed look in his eyes. And he was always so flushed in the face.

Also…lately, he seemed to be seeing Al a lot more than usual. Sure they were twins, and naturally spent a lot of time together, and while Al was always a bit on the clingy side, he was just everywhere.

But on the other hand, Al was being…distant. Sure, he may be everywhere he was, but at the same time he seemed to far away, like he was never all there, or he just didn't want to spend time with him anymore.

So a few days later he resolved to try and spend more time with his little brother and find out what was wrong.

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"Hey Kan, want to go get some ice cream?"

Kan looked up from the book he was reading and surprise flickered through him. Looks, like things are getting better. He put his book down and smile, "Sure, it's been awhile since we've done anything together."

Vaguely, he wondered, why Al seemed flushed once again. It was probably the heat, some ice cream really did sound good right about now.

Later, at the park where they sat eating their cones, Kan realized things weren't getting better. In fact, Al was acting even stranger than before. The bench they occupied was large enough for the two of them to sit on comfortably enough without crowding each other's space.

Al was barely a centimeter apart from him.

He stared down at his melting cone as if willing it to give him the answers to his problem. He was so focused on trying to figure out what was wrong with his brother he didn't notice Al's face inching closer to his until he felt a warm puff of breath against his ear, "Kan."

He jumped and his arm twitched and all of a sudden he had ice cream dripping down his chin. He turned around to yell at Al only to be startled into silence as a warm wet tongue darted out to lick the ice cream off his lips.

"Al, wha –" he started, but was immediately silenced when a warm pair of lips pressed themselves firmly against his own.

Then all of a sudden, everything clicked. All the touches, the glances, the stares, the flushed faces…cold showers…Al liked him. But…this wasn't right, it was wrong. It…it…felt good.

But no matter what he felt he couldn't let this continue! It was morally wrong!

Then Al's tongue shyly darted out and brushed against his lips, as if asking for permission and all coherent thought flew of the window. He parted his lips and felt Al smile into the kiss. His tongue swept in and tried to engage his own in a battle of dominance. He felt a wave of desire wash over him and wrapped his arms around Al's neck and pulled him closer.

For now…maybe…for now…he could forget his conscience and just enjoy the moment. He'd work it all out later, because for now, he had something better than ice cream to enjoy.

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AN: This was a pain to write. And it was an even bigger pain to post. So cliché it makes me want to cry. And it felt weird writing it.

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