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Remember, my dear brother?
The air was crisp and warm in the days of April. Blue and clear was the sky above us, with no clouds coming to block out the joy of summer, just like the our identical eyes. A soft wind blew through the chlorophyll -filled leaves of the trees that hovered just above us, housing the orange butterflies that we used to dance in. Remember, brother? The butterflies that danced in the clear sky? It was just like our young laughter.
The grass was nothing but blades of a beautiful emerald green, being soft and being a nice cushion to lay on in the yard, or in the park where we had happened to be. Those small blades of the green used to tickle our faces as we watched birds fly so carelessly above us, free from any harm or worry. We'd point them out, one by one, just enjoying the thought of them. Do you remember, brother? The soft blades of grass we'd lay in, watching the birds, wishing to fly? We never wanted to be bound to the Earth below us.
Remember how we were so small, probably only six or seven? We were new to this town, with new people and new faces with new streets and houses. We only knew each other and no one else, and that kept our bond strong- unbreakable. Here, in this park or anywhere else, no outsider could interrupt our closeness. Dear brother, do you remember those days?
"You're never gonna catch me!"
I remember those days well. Remember, remember.
"Come on, Rin! Slow down!" you called out from behind, huffing and puffing in your shirt and summer shorts. Even I was starting to grow slightly tired from the chase. I only gave my legs the extra power to move, while glancing behind me all the meanwhile. I let the wind run through my white dress from the speed. There was no way I was going to let the boy catch up.
"But that wouldn't be catching me!" I cried, letting my small giggles escape through my lips as I continued to push my legs forward.
Letting a small glimpse behind me, I let out a little squeak as I saw you running faster, gaining speed. Your hair was flapping slightly, only being held in place by the small ponytail that you held in your hair.
I tried to gain speed, to go faster than you possibly could and keep some distance. However, my face hit the ground with a thud and a skid onto the warm ground. I winced, feeling tears prick at the corner of my eyes as I tried to sit up. It hurt, I'll admit it.
At least, until I felt your hand on my cheek. You must have caught up to me.
"Rin! Rin... are you okay?" Even then, Len, you were so caring and protective of me. I looked up into your eyes, with my sight blurred slightly from the tears that threatened to spill over the rims of my blue eyes that you had once called beautiful. You looked so worried.
"I'm fine," I whispered. I could see it in your expression that you didn't believe me, but you take my hand. Slowly I try to bring my legs under me, until I started to put weight on them. "Ow!" I hissed, collapsing back on the ground with a soft thud. More tears started to appear on the rims of my eyes.
"Hold on, I'm getting Aunty Anne!" You looked at me, smiling softly and comfortingly. It sent such a small flutter in my heart. Dusting yourself off, you put your hand on my shoulder just before leaving. "I'll be right back. I promise,"
I never doubted you for a second.
0o0o
You had picked me up, bringing me over to the small patch of grass we used to lay in. Above that patch of soft grass was the park's great oak tree that offered shade and structure. I remember being set down gently as if I was nothing more than a delicate flower.
You were sitting right next to me, wrapping up that ankle that had been sprained. For the millionth time I looked into your eyes, trying to read your expression. But when you looked into my eyes, you could only send me that smile that sent butterflies flying inside me. I heard the small sigh on relief after you finished.
"You need to be careful," He ruffled my short golden locks of hair.
"That tree came out of no where and attacked me!" I pouted, glaring at the spot only a few yards away where I had tripped. "I swear, it's root just came up from the ground! It was plotting the whole thing!" You chuckled.
"It's true!" I said, raising my arms above my head and glancing at you, my brother. I could see your eyes roll at what I said. You spoke no reply, so I sat, watching the birds fly by in the clear sky above us. It was peaceful. A warm, and serene day.
At least, until the rustling beside me from you kept distracting me. I glared, looking at the cause of the destruction of the tranquility. "Len, what are you doing?"
In your hands rested a few twigs and bright green leaves twisted into a circle. My eyebrow raised as you placed it and adjusted it on my head, making sure everything was perfect.
"Len? Wha-"
"A crown for my princess," he stood up, bowing softly. I laughed softly, smiling.
"Len?"
"Yes, Milady?"
"Carry me to the swings,"
"As my lady commands," And when he looked up from his bow, his cute smile had got me for the third time then.
Remember, my dear brother?
The summer night as the darkness covered over the streets. Not many lights were on around us, so it was only you, me, and the stars. The stars that twinkled in the night sky, blinking and undying, standing out billions and millions of miles away. Stars- they were the only source of comfort from the darkness outside. Remember, brother? We'd look up, counting the stars and shining, smiling, reflecting them.
The grass around us was dark. The house behind us was dark, with its occupants asleep, with the exception of ourselves. The neighborhood stood silent as we continued to stay in each other's comfort, not letting the reality of the world get into our own. Do you remember, brother? We would always be connected, shining, revolving around the reality of the world while staying in our own; singing our songs that no one else could.
"They look so much like fireflies,"
I remember those days well. Remember, Remember.
We were sitting up against the wall of our backyard fence, hand in hand as we used to do every clear night, with you sitting on my left and I, on your right. My head rested on your shoulder as we stayed in the company of each other as siblings. I pointed to the dark shy above us, to the stars we so desperately wanted to touch.
"It's beautiful out here," I heard you whisper in awe, as I did, staring at such a majestic sight that we weren't able to see before. Only when we had the courage to sneak out on a clear night like these stars were we able to understand why the princesses in those stories mother told us made wishes upon them.
I could sense you smiling as I tried to reach the stars above us, but they were too high for the arms of my five-year old body. I pouted after feeling that I couldn't reach it, and that they were just out of my grasp.
"I want one," I whined, looking at their beauty. I wanted a star of my own to wish upon. I want a star of my own that I could look up into the sky for and I would be able to say 'that's my star. That's the one that will grant me my wishes.'
"But mother said we already had a star, remember," You said, pointing to the sky above us. I squinted, looking for it. My mouth made a wide smile as I saw it, remembering the story mother had told us.
"The Gemini Star, right, Len?" I asked. I felt you nod, as we continued to look at the group of stars that made two people- two twins- connected forever. They watched over the world from the sky. Even if they were separated by death, one twin was gracious enough to lend his immortality with the other.
"Len?" I asked, still holding your right hand.
"Hm?" You asked, turning your head to look at me.
"We'll be together forever, won't we, Len?" I asked, looking into your eyes, every bit serious. We were a bit young to promise such a thing, but one could only hope.
You smiled. "Of course,"
I sat up, holding my sole pinky finger up to your free hand. "Pinky promise?"
"Pinky promise," You nodded, smiling. Our pinky fingers interlocked as we looked back up at the starts. It was beautiful. We promised we'd be together forever, didn't we brother? Why did that change?
Even if we are apart- split in two yet joined as one- we always make up that constellation known as Gemini. Even on the noisiest and more stressful days, or those quiet and lonely nights, just focus, and you'll feel my heart beat there.
Because we're Gemini.
Remember, my dear brother?
It was the story of a princess and her knight, who promised to be together. Remember how beautiful the princess always looked? With her long, beautiful, flowing hair and her gorgeous shining eyes. Not to mention the shape of her body was always perfect- not too tall or too skinny, and not too curvy nor a twig. She was the idol every girl has hoped for. And not to mention her singing voice. A voice just like a Fairy or even a Goddess. Do you remember, brother? You always called me a beautiful princess, answering to my needs.
"Come on Len~"
I remember those days well. Remember, Remember.
"I don't want to," You try to turn away from me, trying to flee from me. But I was persistent. I tug on your arm, trying to move you from the bed that we shared. Neither of us seemed to budge from the position that we were in, and I didn't like that.
"Come on!" I spoke, still trying my best to drag you our of the bed that your arms so desperately clung to. "You'd look so great in a dress! Princess Len!"
"I said NO, Rin!" You grumbled, using one hand to try and shoo me away from you. But even still, I was a stubborn six-year old. I continued to tug at your arm.
"But Len!" I grumbled, stopping for a moment to catch my breath, "I played with your stupid pokemon cards. Come on. It's mine turn to choose!"
With my breath caught, I continued to try and tug your poor, unfortunate soul out of our bed. With a groan, you started to roll over, falling onto the floor with me dragging you by your shirt sleeve, making little progress. Now that I think about it, you and me kind of switched personalities that day, didn't we?
"Stop being so heavy!" I puffed, trying to lift you up into the princess play set. You groaned, finally giving up and let yourself be lifted into the chair. I looked at your hair disapprovingly. You hair, it was all in tangles and knots and well, it was messy. I grabbed the brush from the stand in front of the mirror.
"Rin, that hurt!" You hissed as I ran the brush through your messy hair with much trouble. I pouted back at him, and went back to work, ignoring his whining. But even when the brushing was done, something was missing. I'm sorry, Len, but something was still missing on you.
"I got it!" I exclaimed, running into the bathroom real quick. I could tell you were slightly afraid of what I was going to do. I was back as quick as I could, a hair tie resting in my wrist.
"What are you doing?" You asked, starting to regret giving in so easily.
"Just trust me,"I started to take the back on his hair, putting it together in the shape of a small ponytail before finalizing it with the tie. When it was done, I backed up, letting him stare into the mirror as I marveled at my new masterpiece.
"That works!" I spoke, giving you a hug from behind as we both smiled into the mirror with goofy grins, yours still not so sure. But I admit, we look so much alike now, it was so hard to tell us apart.
And even through all these years, you never rid yourself of that ponytail.
Remember, my dear brother?
It was the first snowfall in November. The first snowfall of the year. Yes, the clouds were gray, but that didn't mean we would have to suffer sadness of another rainy day. These clouds were full of water that would soon fall from the sky, freezing over from the cold and landing on the dormant ground in a soft, white powder. The morning sun had forgotten to wake us up as we rushed from our beds, watching the miracle we call snow. Remember, brother? We'd watch the snowflakes dance from the heavens above as we wished to join them.
The snow that had already fallen was loose and comfortable, as it caved in and left a small footprint wherever we walked. Small icicles hung from the barren tree branches as we started to gather around the park. It reflected our every move, just like a mirror. And the ice, how's we skate around in it, letting it carry us from place to place without effort. Do you remember, brother? We would just let the ice carry us, support us and let us slide away without a single care.
"Len! Len! It's snowing!"
I remember those days well.
I grabbed your sleeve, pulling you over to the frosted window. Leaning forward, I let my hot breath take a moment to fog up the window before taking my sleeve to clean it. Outside, it was a pure winter wonderland, white snowflakes littering the ground. I just knew my smile would be ten meters wide. Turning around, I started tugging on your sleeve.
"We have to go outside!"
Before any protest could leave your lips, I grabbed your arm, heading the the stairs at a rapid pace, taking two steps at a time. With you still at my heels, I immediately run into the kitchen, tugging on mother's apron. She looked down at us, grinning.
"Morning you two," she said to us both, giving us that warming and tender motherly smile. I remember we both look up at her, using our best eyes.
"Can we go play in the snow?" I asked, putting my hands together in the best begging fashion I have learned.
"Please, mother?" you asked so politely, yet still equivalent to my dog-like begging. I could see her look up for a moment in thought as the silence filled the room- the only thing breaking it was the soft sound of sizzling bacon and eggs. I remember my heart beating faster, wanting an answer so badly. I mean, it's the first snow of the year!
And I could feel you only wanted the same.
"I guess it's alright," she said, dragging out the sentence as if she could change her mind at any moment. We cheered, holding hands and jumping up and down (well, mostly me). Once more I grabbed your arm, dragging you by the front door to grab our jackets. It was a speedy and sloppy process, trying to get all these layers on, but I needed the snow.
I let the door creek open, trying to step out, until mother's voice stopped us both.
"You better be back by one or your both grounded,"
0o0o
My legs carried me outside, gasping and giggling at the snowflakes that landed on my lashes and nose. I twirled around, laughing and dancing with the frozen rain powder, soon falling and landing in the snow with a soft thud. Some of the still fresh snow powder found their way into the air as I started to move my arms and legs, creating what would be the first angel of the year.
I was laughing. I was having a good time. I was hit in the face with a snowball. My body launched up from its place in the snow, glaring around me quickly as my head whipped back and forth, trying to find the source. A second cold ball of frozen water hit the back of my head, and I slowly turned around, seeing you. You were laughing so cutely. I stood up and looked down.
"You ruined my snow angel!" I growled at you after looking up once more to see your face. I could tell what was on your mind.
You ran as I grabbed the closest pile of snow, compressing it until it would no longer budge in shape. Then it was thrown to your fading seven-year old figure. But it didn't do much good. You fell as the snowball hit your back. Grabbing two more handfuls of the cold and compressing it once again, I headed into your direction at full speed, pelting you with my ammo.
You rolled, trying to get out of the way. I kept running after you as you managed to get back up on your feet, trying to keep some distance between us. It didn't change anything after I managed to tackle you, letting us slide in the cold ice beneath the snow. I held up a snowball, now only being a few feet in front of you.
"Rin! I was just kidding!" You flailed, waving your arms in front of you. I still threw the snowball right in your face. And, I laughed. It had looked like some clown had thrown a white pie in your face.
"Payback for the angel, jerk,"
I could hear a small growl escape your throat as you wiped off the snow and gave me the same kind of glare that I had given you from the beginning. Though I wouldn't have said it then, in the time of this memory, I could say in now.
Oh shit.
I got up onto my legs, trying to run from the new threat. I needed some place to run to for shelter. As I used the bark of a sleeping tree to turn the corner sharply, I could feel the force that was created from the wind of the snowball whirling inches from my head.
0o0o
We walked inside the house with a few minutes until one. I was shivering up until now, when I had stepped into the warm and inviting heated room. Slowly I had shrugged off my jacket, hanging it up on the coat rack, with you doing the same. Though you didn't look to happy.
"Did you really have to do that, Rin?" You asked, hurt and betrayal reflecting in those blue eyes of yours.
"Do what, throw a snowball at you?" I asked, sticking my tongue out at you teasingly. You only responded by crossing your arms.
"There was a rock hidden in it," He starting, rubbing his forehead. "And you hit he in the face," he winced.
"I'm sorry," I said, walking up to you. Mother always used to kiss our hurts, and it always seemed to get better. So I leaned close, pressing my lips against his forehead. I could feel my face heat up, And quickly backed away, not sure if I liked the butterflies flying around in my stomach.
"Better?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm. You only nodded, your cheeks flushed as well. Brother, sure, we had some fights, but it always ended well. You always made sure I was happy. Maybe it's time I did the same for you.
Remember, Remember, the Fifth of November...
I could feel my eyelids flutter slightly as I slipped back into the world of reality. Everything was still so dark, so cold... wait... my eyes were closed. I tried to open them, but they were so heavy. They were so heavy, and I honestly did not feel the drive to open them.
What had happened. Where was I? Apparently I wasn't dead. But I wanted to be.
Wait, did I really want to be dead? I tried to remember as the flood of current events washed away the old ones. Mikuo, my friends, but most importantly Len... they all left me to suffer. They had found out that accident that had happened. In an effort to escape... I jumped.
It was such a cowardice act, I realize now. But, that pain...
It came back rushing to my heart. I had tried to end the world, but it remained the same. They tried to save me by putting me in this hospital, but, I was only left to suffer in the end. I was left to suffer the loneliness and the cold of the dark as the pain would flood through my chest like physical waves of pure acid...
...I hear sniffling...
...It's not coming from me...
Slowly I try to open my eyes with newly found curiosity. Slowly, weakly, I turn my head to the left and away from the bright sunlight. The walls, they were so bright, I couldn't see. My eyes burned with my sight being so blurred. But, when I tried to concentrate, I some a figure that was so familiar to me sitting in a chair beside the bed.
"Hn," I groaned in a whisper, trying to force my body into an upright position. My head was throbbing from the sudden amount of movement. But as I looked around, I noticed the figure turned its head to me, its body rushing over to me. I felt someone's hand on my face, gently against my cheek.
"Rin?" I heard that voice. Looking up, I saw none other than-
"L-Len..." I whispered softly. I could hear him sigh in relief as his arms wrapped around me, gently yet firmly. My body was frozen in shock and confusion at the fact that he had said in his own words that he hated me. Why, why would he be here?
"I thought you wouldn't make it," I could feel his voice waver as he held be tighter against him. I felt warm, wet tears fall from his face onto my skin. Hesitantly, I lifted my arms to run it through his hair. His lips were against my hear as he breathed in a steady pattern, trying to calm himself down.
"Rin... Miku, she... I...," there was a pause that stopped my heart. "Rin, I'm so sorry,"
He pulled me out of the warm hug to look me in the eyes, wiping away tears I never realized washed down my face until now. "Rin, I don't hate you,"
…"I love you,"