A/N: Aaaaah, still not letting me double space, I apologize. And I promise I'll write smut if people ask for it. I know that the whole three year skip was confusing but, in the manga right now Misaki is about 21 and well. . . Marcus needed to be the same age as his brother. But I'm doing some flash backs to make things better (and strech chapters out). Enjoy
Hiroki Kamijou sat alone today, it was the weekend so of course he was home. Unfortunately, Nowaki had work, leaving him alone in their apartment. Of course it wasn't unusual, seeing as the giant was usually busy at the hospital.
He was doing his usual free-time business, reading for hours on end, when he heard a knock from the door. He scowled as he wondered who it was, he wasn't expecting anybody, and Nowaki had a key. Quickly, he opened the door. To his shock, the young man at the door looked almost exactly like Nowaki, he actually thought it was him until he noticed that the strangers hair was longer, reaching down by his shoulders. He was also a tad shorter, most likely being younger than his overgrown lover.
"Who the hell are you?" He asked angrily. But upon seeing his confused face and frantic hands,checking his pockets, he became more curious as to who the lookalike was.
Finally, the man pulled out a piece of paper and held it up to him. It had stated the address of his home and name "Nowaki Kusama" in English letters, which he was pointing too.
"I'm looking for this person, do you know where he is?" The giant spoke in English, looking uncertain. Unfortunately for him Hiroki didn't know English.
Several minutes later, Hiroki was calling Nowaki's cell, luckily he was on his break.
"Hiro-san!" came the surprised and cheerful voice of the bigger giant.
"You don't usually call me, is something wrong?" Nowaki asked on the other line.
"Yeah, there's a brat here that looks like you and he can't speak any fucking Japanese so I don't know what he wants but I'm sure it's something about you." Hiroki got straight to the point and told him the issue at hand. after some more explaining, the phone was handed to the new arrival.
"Um, hello?"
"Hello. This is Nowaki, Hiro-san said you wanted to talk with me?" Nowaki had a slight accent but did fairly well considering he was only in America for a year.
"Um, yes. Well you see, this might be allot to take in but, to be blunt. . . I'm your brother." About five seconds after the declaration, there was a loud bang on the other end and the sound of people yelling. The the line went dead.
Several minutes had passed as Nikki sat in the living room of his brothers apartment. after finally introducing himself to the angry looking man, he was invited inside and given tea. Ten minutes later Nowaki was home from working because he had fainted due to the ground shattering news, and was now sleeping in their bedroom.
After Nowaki finally woke up, there was a discussion about who Nikki was, whee he came from and why he was here. After explaining everything to Nowaki, the older brother wanted the new family member to stay with him, but of course he had to talk to Hiro-san about it. After enough begging, he finally conceded, allowing the giants brother to stay.
A few weeks later, Hiroki had asked Nikki (with help from Nowaki) about Marcus . As it turned out, the curly haired twin had went to see his brothers teachers. Because of Marcus's cocky attitude, Hiroki had gone into a fit of rage and started throwing books at him, and to everybodys surprise, the boy dodged all of them.
Nikki wasn't surprised, and explained that this was normal, and that Marcus could be potentially dangerous when he was pissed off.
Nikki also was now looking for jobs, in an attempt to not feel like he was mooching off his brother. Unfortunately he forgot he didn't know Japanese, but luckily his brother was steadily teaching him the basics of the language, along with bits of the culture.
One day, Nowaki was home while Hiroki had a class. He had walked into his brothers room to find Nickolas staring intently at his hand, while the other one was firmly wrapped around a guitar. It was a beautiful instrument, designed with white wood and had sapphire color writing on one side of its front, it proudly said the all to familiar nickname, Nowaki tried several times to get his brothers attention, but he seemed lost to the world.
"Nikki, look!" Marcus's voice snapped him out of his day dreams. The small man was pointing to the shop across the street, it seemed to sell a variety of instruments. But Marcus was pointing to the guitars near the front of the shop. Something he hadn't thought of dawned on him.
"Actually, I know how to play guitar. . ." Nikki regretted not mentioning this to Marcus earlier as he saw the look in his eyes as the words left his mouth. He knew of Marcus's love for music, and honestly loved it when he heard him singing.
He felt a yank on his arm as he was towed across the street and into the shop, he watched the young man look around until he was satisfied and then begun talking with a shopkeeper about something. He grabbed a white guitar off of a rack, brought it to the back. several minutes later he came back with the guitar, now looking amazing, and gave it to him.
Nikki always wondered how Marcus could afford buying him this, but he never once thought of returning it. He also found out how much it drove him crazy to here his love singing while HE played the guitar.