Hello..? Hi! This is Kehri, again... Uh. UM. Okay. Counterclockwise. Enjoy!
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Kaoru always had a reason to envy people. Always. For example, he envied his twin, Hikaru.
Surpising, isn't it?
He despised how Hikaru could shake something off so easily, and move on, while Kaoru himself could do nothing else but wallow in the deep, dark past, never moving on. It was like being stuck at the bottom of a well, except instead of water, you'd be falling into memories. He was always the one left to think about the past, just think, think, and think. And he'd be forever rooted to his spot on the path of life. And whenever Kaoru thought about it that way, he would curse himself and think of himself as a coward, because he knew he was stuck on a rocky path, and he couldn't go on. And he was irritated at how Hikaru could just move forward. But this intense jealousy was hidden with fake smiles and encouragement for Hikaru. He simply wanted Hikaru to be happy, to get rid of this childish jealousy, and give his twin the best. But that cursed little emotion always, always came back when she was sighted with his beloved twin.
Ah, yes. He envied that feminine brunette, Haruhi, too. She could obtain that sickeningly sweet sort of innocence, oblivious to that giant crush Hikaru and Tamaki were developing on her, and could still detect problems when people said, "Nothing." or "Nevermind." He could tell you, Haruhi always made it hard to conceal his jealousy. She could find out everything. And that was something that attracted his cherished brother to her. It was true. Ever since she told them apart, he's been stuck to her like glue. And Kaoru thought how he was jealous of this, and found himself disgusting. He didn't deserve Hikaru, and yet, he didn't want Hikaru to go. And to this he felt even more dirty.
Both could go on, think about the future, forget about the past. That made Kaoru envious, and worried. What if when they got together, Hikaru would just brush off Kaoru as a mere memory? Hikaru would stop visiting the well of past-tense, in which Kaoru was forever stuck in. He shuddered. He didn't want that to happen. Ever. But he wanted Hikaru to be happy, and go with Haruhi. This made his frustrated. How was he supposed to feel!
So, when Kaoru is alone in his-- and Hikaru's room, he would here ticking, and look up. And there was the clock, mocking him, moving only clockwise, never counterclockwise. It angered him, because it reminded him of Hikaru and Haruhi, always going forward, never going back. And it made him just furious. Because, he thought, as he rammed his fist into the clock's glassy surface, shattering it, piercing his hand.
Because he was stuck, he wasn't going forward. No, as Hikaru and Haruhi went farther into the future, he went deeper into the past. So deep, he found himself unable to follow the second hand of the clock; he could never go forward into the future, and catch up with Hikaru and Haruhi. He was stuck in the past tense, never going clockwise.
Only counterclockwise.
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Ookay! Um.. hope you like this. Hope. Thanks for reading, hope you review! And I know all of my stories are short.. But woah. This one is REALLY short. Buh-bye!
-Keri
