An unfamiliar chill surged up the young musicians spine as his fingers curled around the brass handle of the music room door. As the heavy oak doors swung open he was met with a unwanted suprise. There at the piano was Kozue and some unfamiliar boy engaged in acts that Miki often tried to forget. His heart seemed to sink.
"Kozue..."
She pushed the boy away and straightened her skirt. Retying her tie she cocked her head to the side with a triumphant smile.
"Sorry you had to see that, Miki."
The boy retreat silently as Miki approached his sister, their eyes caught in a chilling gaze.
"Lies! If you didn't want me to see you wouldn't have done it in here; where I always come. Why do you do such things?"
"Because I can! You should lighten up a bit, big brother. You're not our father," she snapped turning on heels and exiting the room.
Miki retreated to the comforts of the piano. A soothing melody poured from the keys in a feeble attempt to camoflauge his pain. Kozue had her victory....
That night he slept in a cacoon of blankets. A small fire was crackling at the far end of the room. Outside the window snowed continued to fall mockingly. He pretended not to hear the rustling of sheets next to him. Kozue rose from her bed and strolled toward the window. Miki's back was to her, assuming she was on one of her usual midnight outings.
Much to Miki's suprise she did not leave, but merely stood trans like at the window with her fingers pressed against the cool glass. Suddenly, she threw open the window permissing a gust of artic wind and snow into the room. The fire was blown out and darkened as grey smoke rose to take its place.
"I love the cold," she sighed.
"That's why we are complete opposites!" retorted Miki.
"Why so annoyed, big brother? I thought you's be happy to spend a night with you adoring little sister. Its been so long since we spent time together."
Her tone was enough to make him sick. He merely chuckled and closed his eyes.
I know you weakness as well... Hating to be ignored Kozue shut the window and returned to her bed and later sleep.
A single tear rolled from Miki's aquatic colored eyes; no one would ever understand the guilt harbored in his heart. He was the cause of his twin's frost tipped heart. He had abandoned her and in return would never hold the angelic sister he once knew again. He would never be graced with sunlight or the scent of flowers in the garden, no he had and eternity in an icy hell.
I destroyed the sunlit garden with my own hands
A/N: Sorry guys that was tragically uber short! I love you guys so much thanks for reading. I seem to be suffering from a severe case of writers block. Any suggestions you guys have would be most helpful. Thanks again!