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What is Love? A Haruka Story

Chapter Fourteen, Part Four (Haruka's POV)

I. A smile means everything

Michael and Jarred had left, but not after a small argument between Jarred and I. He shouldn't be trying to ruin the small happiness I have made with Michiru. Damn it, he should be happy! I refused to talk to Michiru about it, but I knew I would tell her in the end. I would tell her because I love her and I want her to understand. I know she will, after all, I did fall in love with a passionate and understanding woman.

I chuckled when she slapped Jackson over the head with the newspaper. She was also feisty, and that was good. I sighed, not wanting to let these moments go into the darkness. I wanted to hold onto them and call them my own. I closed my eyes, resting my chin in my hand. I could only listen to Jackson and Michiru grumpy argue, although Michiru didn't sound very serious. Of course, they only knew a little of the story…but they didn't know the true reason behind it.

"Haruka?" I opened my eyes slightly, glancing at Michiru who looked concern. "Are you ok? You don't look so good."

No, I wasn't ok. I will admit, I did look pale, but maybe it was because I felt sick. I was going to leave them to go home, but I just couldn't tell Michiru 'goodbye.' I smiled weakly. "No, I feel a little queasy" I replied.

"Maybe making out is having a toll on you," Jackson said with a shrug. "If you kiss like crazy and don't breath, of course your gonna feel like shit," he grinned and suddenly whimpered when Michiru smacked him over the head again.

"You're so rude!" she snapped, grumpy. "Haruka isn't feeling well and then you start claiming it's that! Have you no common sense?!" she demanded. I knew she meant no harm to Jackson, it was just the concern in her eyes that gave away to the mood. She wasn't made or annoyed, she was just concerned. Too…concerned…

"Michiru, I might go lie down," I said, standing up. She looked at me, and nodded.

"You don't want anything to eat?" Michiru asked.

"No…I don't think I can handle it," I replied, turning away and walking to the door.

"Haruka?"

I turned back, Jackson had stepped forward, glancing deeply into my eyes. "You're going home…aren't you…?"

I didn't reply, I left the room, leaving them with a question and no answer.

Am I so wrong? I didn't know. I laid on the bed, hands behind my head. Michiru was sleeping by my side and it was well into the night. I had heard the door open only moments ago, telling me that Jackson had returned from his late night walk. I didn't know how he knew about me leaving, but he seemed to be angry about the choice. Jackson didn't want to see me break Michiru's heart. "Well…you didn't answer?"

I looked at the door. The lights were off, but I could clearly see Jackson lean on the bedroom doorframe, the moonlight dancing over his face from the open window. "You already know the answer, why bother asking the question?"

"Because I need to hear you say the answer Haruka. Michiru too." He pushed off the door and approached. Soon enough he was by the bed, he sat down beside my side. "Haruka, Michiru didn't tell you how Anderson died…did she?"

"All she said was that he died in a car accident."

Jackson nodded. "I was in the car that night. We had gone for a joy ride, that's what the police claimed it was, and we had been singing to a song, laughing like idiots. Michiru was at home, waiting for Anderson to return. He promised her, Haruka. He promised her to return and yet, we hit a rough spot and lost control of the car. Anderson hadn't been wearing a seatbelt and died on impact. I barely survived it. Michiru has trouble believing in words that people say, yet she never shows it. She always hides those feelings from people, and never except anything from them.

"Of course, since Anderson broke the promise, when people promise her something she always doubts and when she doubts bad things happen. 'A smile means the world' Anderson once told me. 'But the best kind of smile is when your little sister shines one your way. One that expresses affection only a sister could give a brother.' He always told me that. He loved Michiru a lot, and always did things for her. If she fell and hurt herself, he was the one by her side. When she broke her leg, he was the one telling her she would be on her feet in no time. He told her to believe in dreams. He didn't like to see her frown, but to see her smile." Jackson smiled at the fond memories. "He meant everything to Michiru too. He also meant a lot to me. I don't know where I would be without him."

Listening to Jackson talk, it was strange. These memories that had been his were becoming mine. I was sharing the pain and joy he was expressing. I felt a tear fall from my eyes. "I can see why he means so much to Michiru…he was always there…"

Jackson nodded. "Their mum and dad worked a lot so they barely saw their parents. Anderson was always there, from day one. I remember meeting Michiru for the first time. She was clutching to Anderson's leg, a shy blush on her face. Anderson told her that I was her cousin…but she never knew the real truth behind that either."

I stared at him. The truth…

Jackson sighed. "Don't tell Michiru this, but her mother's sister could bare children. When Michiru's mother fell pregnant, her sister was there all the way. Michiru's mother gave birth two twins…one was Anderson the other was…"

Was me…I knew he couldn't say it. He seemed to be struggling with the memories.

He cleared his throat. "The other was me. I only learned of this shortly after Anderson's death. I didn't know what to think. I lived a lie from day one. My aunt who was pretending to be my mum had raised me. I was told never to tell Michiru…because it would destroy her, but I…I want to tell her…I owe her that much."

I could only image how hard it was going to be. It would be hard…just as hard it was when Jarred to me that he loved me. It takes a lot of courage to tell someone something like that…and telling someone that they are really their brother and not cousin would take more courage that telling someone you liked them. "Jackson…I believe you can tell her," I said, feeling his eyes pierce me. "I believe you can because I know that once you tell her, it would take the stress off your chest."

Jackson finally sighed after a moment before he nodded. "Thank you Haruka and thank you for listening to me. I just wanted you to know that Michiru will love you no matter what you choose. If you believe you should go home, I won't stop you and she won't either."

I nodded, a small smile appearing on my face. After another few minutes, Jackson went to bed, and I was left lying on the bed, with millions of thoughts crossing my mind like, 'Did Anderson know?'

(Jackson POV)

What's done is done, and there is no turning back. I sat by the window, staring at the moon that shined brightly down on the city. My heart burned with the knowledge…the knowledge of being lied to.

"Jackson…there something I need to tell you. About Anderson…sweetheart he was your brother. You were his twin brother. That's why you share the same birthday…he is really your older brother."

I clenched my eyes shut, to try and stop the tears from falling, but it was no good. There had always been more that friendship between us…more than brotherly affection on my side. You fool! You have been corrupted by them…you have none of those feelings! None! Yet, lying wasn't helping.

I could never really tell anyone these feelings since I knew it was wrong. I bit my lip. No…Anderson never died on impact, he died in my arms, whispering those final words…

"I love you…my brother…"

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:squeals: OMG! Jackson and Anderson brothers…and in love…twincest oh yeah! Tasha-sempai will love that lol. To tell you the truth, I never even planned on that. I just typed and typed and when I finished I stared at it in amazement…Anderson knew for a long time Jackson was his brother, but he never said anything…nor did he show his feelings…ok lies…wait and see. There is another part to this, it's the same chapter, but I wrote it like this. So enjoy these two little scenes.

II. I have to go home…come back with me, my love
(My Only Love)
(Anderson's POV)
Time shift…Past…the day Anderson died

The blood slowly drained from my body from the deep wound to my chest and I watched Jackson cry over me. A small smile spread across my lips and I raised my hand, to touch his warm face. "Don't cry Jackson. There is no need to cry."

"You idiot!" he cried, tears of frustration filled in with pain. "I told you to put your seat belt on! I told you not to be so stupid but you never listen to me!" his face was tense, and I knew all too well that he was angry.

"Yes…I know, Jackson. And this is the price I must pay for being stupid. Forgive me, Jackson, for I have lied" I whispered, I was struggling to hold on to this meaningless life.

He sniffled, "why do you talk so passionately, Anderson. I think books have gotten to that brain of yours," he whispered.

"Please Jackson, I need you to listen" I begged. My chest hurt so much it was hard to breathe. "Please!"

"I'm listening!"

"Jackson, they all have lied to you. You aren't-" I began to cough, blood seeped out of my mouth "-You aren't my cousin, you're my…my"

"WHAT!"

"My…my younger brother…" a small smile spread across my bloody lips and my hand began to slip, but he held on tightly. "We are twin brothers, and I…I…"

"ANDERSON!"

"I love you…my brother…"

I heard him call my name the one last time and then…everything went black.

(Haruka POV)
Present

I had Michiru alone and we sat in the kitchen that morning. I held her hand, caressing it. "Michiru…I'm going home…"

"Oh…" she said slowly, staring at me gently.

I looked up at her, seeing the hurt. I held tightly onto her hand. "Michiru…I have to go home…come back with me…please…"

Michiru blinked stunned. She began to pull back but I refused to let her. "Haruka, I can't go back. I have work here and everything. I can't give it up, not now, I'm too far into my career."

My heart wrenched with pain. She hid her face in her hair, I knew she was crying. "I…I understand Michiru…I promise to come back to you."

"NO!" she pulled away and ran towards the kitchen. I grabbed her and held her, hearing her cry in my shirt. "No…don't promise me Haruka. I wait for promises to come true but they never do. Look what happened to Anderson…he's dead because of a stupid promise. I always sat at the window, waiting for him to come home, but he never did. They are pointless lies!"

I clutched her tightly before I let go. "Fine" I whispered. "I won't promise you anything…Michiru…but I will come back for you."

I turned away at the moment and headed to the door. I packed in silence, knowing it was pointless to try and convince her. I have to go home…come back with me, my love…please come back…I could not speak those words to her. However, I knew she would come back…I knew.

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I cried. i really did. but anyways...Ta da! Chapter 14 is now completed. Naw…will Michiru go with Haruka in the end? Who knows? Wait and find out! Chapter 15 will be posted within a week, I promise!!