HAVERSACK!

A school life! Hotaru and Shinrei as the main characters! Follow their journey of finding loves, friends, and the true meaning of brotherhood!

Prologue – The Night

Hotaru

I really dunno what's playing on Shin Rei 's mind. He is strange. So often I see him staring at his homework, nose hanging only half an inch above the paper.

What's the big deal of studying?

It's boring. It makes me sick. But Shin Rei seems to like it VERY much.

I think that's exactly why Shin Rei 's marks DO excel mine. If he's oh-so-familiar with the title 'The Almighty Prince' (that's how those creepy girls who ALWAYS stick around with my brother call him), then I guess I 'm 'The Unalmighty Slave' or something opposite to that annoying title.

But in fact, my IQ rank is higher than his. I'm 180 and he's 172. None knows this, except me and that damn Shin Rei of course. "One's IQ rank doesn't really matter when it comes into marks. Conscientiousness would play most of the role," Shin Rei had said that fucking phrase at least a thousand times. Of course he kept sayin' it after his IQ rank turned out to be lower than mine. I bet he would say the opposite if his is higher. Damn. I can imagine, "Hotaru, take look at me! I'm intelligent and my IQ rank is far away from yours. At least you can try to be like me!"

Freakin' brother.

A crescent is already hanging on the cloudy sky. I sighed. It's going to be a long night.

I don't hate nights, though.

Gotta go to bed now. There's nothing I can do in a night like this.

Sometimes, I think Shin Rei IS a lucky man who has always had something to do all the time…

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Shin Rei

I'm totally blank of what's on Hotaru's mind. He is… well, a useless idiot. Tomorrow is the final-test-day, but I can swear he's already sleeping right now. It makes me sick just watching him so lazy and so idiot.

And that 's why, certainly, my marks ARE upon his. I really can't imagine how a foolish and useless boy like him could be so popular in the class, with those annoying girls following him wherever he steps on. They even have their own title for Hotaru : Hotaru-chan, Hotaru-pon, MY Hotaru, and all.

I was shocked when I knew that my IQ rank was LOWER than his. How come? I'm moooooore diligent than he is, and I have done everything to make my marks the best… but… He's 180 and I'm 172! So I said, "One's IQ rank doesn't really matter when it comes into marks. Conscientiousness would play most of the role." to my damn little brother. If only my IQ rank was HIGHER, I would say, "Hotaru, take look at me! I'm intelligent and my IQ rank is far away from yours. At least you can try to be like me!"

It's already late. A pale half moon is already casting on the starless sky. I sighed. Can't go to bed now. Tomorrow, as I said before, is a final test day, and I can't let myself having a bad mark.

I frowned as my eyes stuck back to my history notebook.

I sighed again.

In fact, sometimes I think Hotaru is a lucky man, who has never had something to weigh on his tiny brain…

Well, that rhymes.

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AN : So, how is it? Please review and lemme know what you're thinkin'! If I didn't get at least four reviews, I just wouldn't continue. Pleeease, coz I myself am excited to post the next chap! It's fun to write about these brothers (the way their thoughts are resembling each other and their never-ending battle!), so please cheer me not to abort this story!