Chapter 10

The door to the bedroom creaked open. Kaoru stepped in gingerly, his head hung low and his arms folded protectively across his chest. Hikaru casually looked up from the CD case he was pretending to read.

'Yes?' He asked with an impish grin. Kaoru wanted to grin back, but he couldn't. He had been such an asshole.

'Can I move back in?' He asked timidly. Hikaru noticed the large bundle of crushed clothes and odd items behind him, sitting on the hall carpet. Hikaru nodded. Kaoru shoved all the stuff into the room and started scrabbling about, putting it all back in the correct drawers.

'Need any help?' Hikaru asked. Kaoru shook his head.

Yes. Hikaru thought. It will be awkward for a while, but it'll quickly go back to the way it was.

'Oh. I'm also really sorry about the picture…' Kaoru's voice trailed off as he caught sight of it sitting on Hikaru's bedside table. The bloody and smashed glass had not yet been replaced.

'Were you really that mad?' Hikaru asked, picking up the photo frame.

'No!' Kaoru shouted, throwing himself onto his bed. 'I didn't mean it, honestly. I just dropped something, and when I lunged to pick it up…'

He brandished the palm of his right hand, which bore a couple of nasty gashes.

'I assumed you stood on it.' Hikaru said, his eyes fixed to his brother's injured hand. 'And how's the tongue, by the way? Sorry about that.'

'Oh it's fine. Looks better than your head.' Kaoru replied. Hikaru laughed. There was a small but dark purple bruise on his head, just where his hairline started.

Kaoru rolled over on his bed and rested his head on his arms. He watched the ceiling, as if it was going to do something interesting. Hikaru did the same.

They occasionally stole glances at each other, but quickly returned to looking at the ceiling.

'Do you think we should use words just now?' Kaoru asked quietly. Hikaru thought about what he might have meant.

'Don't know.' He said, sighing deeply.

Kaoru rolled onto his side and propped himself up to face Hikaru.

'Well…um…' Kaoru said. He very rarely stuttered or thought carefully on his words. 'Dya think we should talk about what happened earlier?'

Hikaru's stomach did the small flip that it had been doing increasingly often these days. He knew he shouldn't just shrug again. He propped himself up to face Kaoru.

'Maybe we should.' Hikaru said. 'It was wrong…'

'Yeah.' Kaoru said. 'It shouldn't have happened.'

'We were only seeing if I was gay though, right?'

'Yeah, sure. That's the only reason we did it.'

'Yeah…'

Their voices trailed into an awkward silence. They both felt reluctant to speak or breathe until the other one did first.

'Was it really that wrong?' Hikaru asked suddenly.

'Um…Well, yeah.' Kaoru said, holding Hikaru's gaze despite wanting to look away from shame and embarrassment.

'Why?' Hikaru asked.

'It just is, okay?!' Kaoru said, raising his voice. 'It just isn't right! People don't do that sort of thing with their…family…'

'But we're more than just family, Kaoru.' Hikaru said, smirking. 'We're best friends. We're two halves of a whole. We're one…'

He waited for Kaoru's reply.

'But we just shouldn't.' Kaoru almost whispered. 'We shouldn't screw things up.'

'Who says it's screwing things up?' Hikaru said, keeping very calm. It was only a matter of time. 'Who says it isn't making things better? I mean we'd finally be able to admit it…'

'There's nothing to admit.' Kaoru said in a matter-of-fact way. 'Let's forget it happened.'

'Denial.' Hikaru muttered under his breath.

'Shut up.' Kaoru said.

'Why should we do what the rest of the world wants us to do?' Hikaru said, his voice escalating. 'We've never lived by their rules! We've always been just the two of us, with our own rules!'

'I said shut up.' Kaoru said, staring at Hikaru.

Hikaru's eyes flitted downwards. Kaoru waited several seconds before continuing.

'Because we don't need to use words.'

Hikaru looked up from the floor, and was startled to see Kaoru right in his face; leaning over his face. His brother's weight was comforting, as was his warmth and scent. It had only been a matter of time…

'I knew you'd accept it sooner or later…' Hikaru whispered. Kaoru placed a firm finger over his brother's lips, and leant down to kiss him. Hikaru succumbed, allowing Kaoru's tongue to slip gently into his mouth.

Hikaru seized Kaoru's shirt. He realised they were still in their school uniform. His grip tightened, and he forcibly shifted Kaoru under him, switching their positions. Without thinking of the consequences of his actions, he started to undo Kaoru's shirt buttons, and without taking his shirt off properly, moved onto his trousers. Kaoru obliged, not putting up even a slight fight like Hikaru thought he would. Instead, to Hikaru's pleasure, he returned the favour of undressing him.

Kaoru felt a pleasurable throbbing sensation within him as Hikaru softly kissed his way down his chest.

'Slow down' Kaoru whispered, running his fingers through Hikaru's hair. 'We have all the time in the world…and I want it to last.'

Hikaru did as he was told, and slowed down, letting every little kiss sink in. He turned Kaoru over, and ran one finger down his back. Suddenly Kaoru wished he would hurry up and get it over with. Out of nervousness, he supposed, but the better part of him wanted Hikaru to take it slow, so he could allow his curiosity to be fulfilled.

They both felt a similar feeling – as if a candle that had been flickering for so long, and had finally burned out, was now re-ignited, and they were both basking in its brilliant warmth and glow.

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Kaoru nuzzled his head into Hikaru's neck, allowing his brother's scent to pass over him. He felt Hikaru's soft hair brush gently against his face, like lying in a bed of down. Hikaru smiled contently to himself, and wrapped a protective arm around his twin. He pulled Kaoru closer, and kissed his forehead.

They both studied the mess they had made of their room – the silk sheets were crumpled around their bodies, and their clothes scattered randomly around the carpet. They sniggered and lay further back in the bed, and let out a tired groan in unison, before embracing tighter and kissing again. They allowed their hands to wander over each other; explore. It was a curious feeling, touching each other in new ways, though they already knew every inch of the body. After all, they were identical.

Half way through a passionate kiss, A noise echoed through the large bedroom. It reverberated off the walls and seemed to pass through both sets of ears at least three times. Never had the sound of their bedroom door creaking open sounded so sinister.

The twin's mother and father stood in the doorway, mouths agape at the sight before them. Kaoru felt his stomach lurch as a violent shudder passed from Hikaru's body to his. The packet of cigarettes and lighter that had been clutched in Mrs Hitachiin's hands fell to the ground, uttering a tiny, distant thud on the fluffy carpet. Almost as distant as Hikaru's thoughts. He felt himself want to vomit, but was unable to. Out of disgust for himself, he supposed. He pulled away from Kaoru, but didn't make it to the edge of the bed before his room started to sway. Soon he felt himself being hauled into a swirling torrent of blackness, and for once, he was willing to go quietly.

Hey! I know you probably want this chappie to be longer but…that seeme dlikea good place to cut it off Heehee the suspense!!! please R&R!!

Yamashita Miharu xxx