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Sapphire eyes studied twins as the two sat on the porch, talking quietly to one another. Meryl watched them contently as she awaited her husband's return from work. Many thoughts had floated threw her complex mind as she washed the dishes from lunch.

Mothering had changed her. Meryl Tuscon had once been the beautiful Meryl Redding. She had been the vixen no one could capture, no one could grasp nor concur. Not until Derick came along.

From the moment Meryl lay eyes on the tall, tanned blonde, she knew he was meant to be hers. He was another beautiful being that no one could touch, yet everyone wished to. Forbidden from her touch, Meryl made it her mission to be the one that could take the godly man. He wasn't that muscular, yet rather thin, tall and darkly handsome. His eyes made her tremble, yet never did she lead on that her future husband gave her such weaknesses.

When the two came into contact it was automatic electricity and when they touched their first night, nothing could compare to the other. They were soul mates. Both had a quick tongue, one being quite cooler than the other when it came to tempers. But besides that slight difference they were completely compatible.

Now that they shared not only last names, but children they were drawn closer together. They had, of course, toned down their wild nights of parties and Meryl had to ease up on her shopping for the bills of raising the two, yet it wasn't difficult in anyway.

The twins were rather quiet and extremely intelligent. Desiree had a greed for money just as her mother did, which she sometimes pointed out to Derick. Dameon was like his father, dark and good looking, even for a young child of three. His dark hair, inherited from his mother, was always done nicely as was his sister's yellow blonde locks.

Excelling in school at a rapid pace, both were held in high regard, not only by fellow students but by the teachers and staff at North City Elementary. They were, of course, inseparable, as had they always been. When they were separated, they went into a sort of denial. They didn't have the confidence to do what they wished as they did when together. Desiree seemed to be a bit more independent than Dameon though.

Meryl dried the last plate before silently gliding to the door to listen to their conversation.

"...maybe it's just blue because it wants to be?" came Desiree's voice.

"No, there has to be a reason," came her brother's cool reply.

"Maybe it's the ocean, reflecting?"

"Possibly. Let's ask Mother."

As the two rose, Meryl smiled. "You're right, Desiree. It is the ocean's reflection off the atmosphere." Dameon smirked as his sister grinned shyly. "What bright children I have," whispered Meryl as she exited the house, sitting down beside the two pairs of pale legs.

Desiree sat down first, leaning on her mother's shoulder. Dameon stood a moment, considering a few things before plopping down beside his mother's bare side. Desiree sighed softly, staring at the western mountains. "What's over those mountains, Mother?" Meryl sighed, "Well, Desiree. There is West City, where Capsule Corporation is. That's where Papa get's his air car and camping supplies. After that are mainly small towns and villages. A few farms and after that you reach different countries."

Dameon rest his head in his small hands. "I want to see those other countries, Mother." Meryl stroked his soft hair. "I know, you've said that before." Dameon studied his mother's matching eyes. "I will Mother. I promise, whatever it takes." Desiree nodded, "Me too, Dameon. I'll go with you." Dameon smiled, "You probably will, Desiree."

Meryl didn't like her son's tone, it had a hint of...anger? Resentment? She couldn't figure it out. Dameon rose abruptly and took his sister's petite hand. "C'mon, Desiree. Let's go to the lake," he commanded. Desiree grinned, "Okay."

Meryl watched as the two four year olds disappeared into the woods. "Be careful!" There were a few crunches of brush beneath their light feet before Dameon replied, "We will!" Meryl sighed, standing on her own feet. She tucked her hands into her back pocket and sighed. It was getting late and Derick would be home soon. She had better prepare dinner before he came home and she'd clean up the bedrooms some before the twins came home. She turned on her heal and walked back inside.

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Desiree chewed on her meat thoughtfully, her eyes studying the family before her. Her father was almost done and was talking quietly to his mother as Dameon skillfully cut his meat with a knife far too sharp for a four year old to be using. She scooped a polite portion of her mashed potatoes into her mouth before taking a sip of her milk, one thing she despised more than anything.

Dameon could feel his sister's eyes on him, he always could. It was an awkward connection the two had. They felt everything, pain, sorrow, love, hope, joy and also anger. For children their age they really didn't express any of these. Dameon could feel anger when Desiree was taken from him or he could feel happiness when a child was hurt. It made him wonder if it was right for a child to think this way when a fellow classmate cut themselves with scissors or skinned their knee on the playground. Who knew what it was, but it gave him joy to see others in pain.

Desiree downed her milk before taking her brother's hand and leading him to the living room where they would watch their evening show, then go to sleep.

Both sat down gracefully and turned on the television. The Twilight Zone sparked to life and the black and white images flew past their eyes, neither speaking nor showing any emotion for that matter. Ten minutes later their father joined them and only a few minutes later their mother curled up to Derick like a small kitten to enjoy the hour long show. This was the usual routine for the Tuscon family and was until the twins reached their teens.

A/N: Okay, here it is, the second chapter. Hope you like it, I'm kind of stuck on what to do next, so if you have an idea lemme know, puh-leeze!! :P Also, did I make 17 too…serious or mean? I was kinda afraid I did. As always, please no flames! Thanks!