Skeleton

I don't know who suggested the therapy, nor why Tamaki found it necessary to tape our sessions or Kyouya deemed it humorous to call it 'couples' therapy sessions, but apparently they did.

It was our parents that suggested the idea, Hikaru.

Hush, Kaoru. I'm telling the story.

*rolls eyes*

Anyways…It was kind of stupid. We just sat in a small room for thirty minutes three times a week while a woman with white hair and bulky glasses talked to us about the difference between 'love' and 'brotherhood'. I smirked throughout the whole thing, thinking that the woman didn't know the half of it as I held Kaoru's hand under the table.

Liar. You were worried that she'd actually figure it out; You cracked my fingers about three times within the first ten minutes.

Kaoru! I'm telling the story. Anyways, she asked stupid questions. 'Did we wake up closer than when we had fallen asleep' and 'does your brother ever touch you in places you don't want him to?' I scoffed for every question, while my brother dutifully answered with simple yes and no answers; a majority of them 'no' seeing as we never 'hugged for too long' (It was always just right) or 'skipped group activities to be yourselves' (because we were never alone; we had each other). The woman really needed to be more specific in her definitions.

By the end of the first session, I think she hated us and we were damned proud with that fact. We'd refrained from touching too much, knowing that she held all the cards currently and that how we played it would determine the future; weather or not we could still sleep in the same room, attend host club or even the same school in the same country all depended on what the witch reported to our parents. But, once she showed that we annoyed her, a whole new world opened up.

Well, actually it shrunk; we couldn't do much together after she told mom and dad to watch us carefully.

She only said that because we pissed her off with asking if she'd ever been in love. Ha, the poor woman probably never had anyone touch her, let alone love her. I bet it's all cobwebs down th—

Hikaru!!! That's so rude!!!!

Uh…we're getting off track. So, one day, I was sick and Kaoru had to go to the session on his own. I think the glasses lady loved this idea; 'Get one of the Hitachiin's alone and hope he'll open up'. But we were three steps ahead of her.

Now can I tell them?

Yeah, sure.

Well, anyways, I went and we talked. She's actually not all bad, as SOMEONE described her as and she has three children, Hikaru. Now, eventually, she brought the conversation back to myself and my brother. She flat out asked if we were too close, or thought of ourselves as. I said we were as close as we should be, at least for people in our situation.

And she asked what our situation was and I refused to tell her.

What were your exact words, again?

"We all have our skeletons…Mine just happens to have my face."

And that was the end of our therapy sessions. Needless to say, Kyouya was rather mad he wouldn't be able to peddle anymore videos of us proclaiming our love for each other on camera to the fangirls.

The stalker…


He...I wanted to make a more sentimental one, so here's my attempt. Thank you, all my lovely reviewers!!! I love you!!!