Thank you to all who have waited, sorry for delay. This chapter is supposed to be a little emotional. I also want to bring to attention that I have a poll on my profile that I want to have voters influence what I will write after The Twin Diaries is done. Please visit my profile and vote! Enjoy!

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Thankfully, the twins got the aftermath from the Nerf fight cleaned up and their friends out of the house with five minutes before their dad was coming home. Using those minutes to count up points from the battle, the twins found that it was tie. After packing away everything, and Hyung snatched his IPod touch and head phones, they went down stairs.

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Mr. Im was half an hour late coming home due to the lovely LA traffic. As he parked in the drive way, Mr. Im couldn't help but reflect deeply on his memories with his elder son. Hyung was so different then. He was so much more quiet and obedient, not at all like his current rowdy and rebelliousness. Well, Hyung had occasional outbursts, but it was progressively getting more frequent and more aggressive. He was starting to worry.

Realizing he had been sitting in the car for about ten minutes, Mr. Im turned the ignition off, got out of the car and walked inside. A calming quiet greeted him. The father figured his sons were in their rooms and continued to the kitchen. He himself couldn't help but look in wonder at the house. The open design enabled him to see to the other end of the house. It did come in handy when he had to keep an eye on his sons.

Speaking of the devil, when he got to the living room, he saw his sons were sleeping on the couch. He started walking over to wake them up, but he stopped to look at the "aw" moment. The twins were cuddled up together with Yong-Soo's head resting on Hyung's shoulder and Hyung's head on his little brother's head. Hyung's IPod was on the table, blasting heavy metal music. How that boy could listen to it and sleep was beyond him.

Instead of waking them up, their father took a picture and turned off the music. Neither boy woke up. Mr. Im gently smiled at his sons. Hard to believe that this morning they had beaten each other senseless.

When he walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner, some unwanted memories floated up to the surface. Memories of days long gone. Those that cannot ever return.

*flash back*

August 15, 1993

He ran through the halls of the hospital for the delivery room his wife was in. As soon as he was in the room, their first son was born. Six hours went by before their second son was born, and by then their other son was having serious medical attention because he wasn't breathing and his liver was underdeveloped.

Their elder son wasn't allowed to go home for more than a week. However, he made it through with only minor surgeries being done. At least until he was twelve, for the doctor said he would need a new liver by then.

They had driven back home, and, since they were only expecting one child, put the twins in the same crib. Looking back, Mr. Im could see his sons, all content, holding hands in that crib. He knew then that his sons, the elder Hyung and the younger Yong-Soo, would have a strong bond in later years. One thing he didn't count on was having a divorce in the same month.

*end of flash back*

Mr. Im had been standing there for several minutes. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. He didn't want those memories to come as well. The memories of his children he cherished. It was the ones of the divorce and the years after he hated.

As he finished making dinner and started working on paper work, he started thinking about his sons, as usual. He realized that, at least, his sons had turned out okay through all of the years and hardships. That one realization brought back all the more unwanted memories. This time, with hindsight, he was able to face them with courage.

*flash back*

That divorce devestated him. After two weeks of their children living in their home, arguments had erupted. First it was about paying for the future liver transfusion for Hyung, which was solved by them agreeing to move to America for the cheaper cost. The arguments later escalated to the point where it would be just about any small thing.

Then it happened. His wife sent him divorce papers, and gave him no choice but to sign. Once separated, the two alone couldn't support both kids. The court then ordered that he would have Hyung and his wife would have Yong-Soo, but they had to swap kids every month and have a meeting all together twice a year. But his wife ignored it and never called him, even when they were leaving for America together.

He was left heartbroken. She was his high school sweetheart. She, and his sons, were everything to him. Losing everything had put him into the clutches of sadness, depression, and anger. It lead him to drinking alcohol, more so hard liquor bottles ten times a day. He took up smoking and using drugs, using anything to dull the pain. He would leave at random times, leaving his son with a babysitter late into the night, sometimes for days. This had kept going for 5 years.

It wasn't until his son walked in on him drinking whiskey that life changed. "What's that, Daddy?"

The innocence in that voice and face had made him realize that there was still hope for the old life that should have been. It made him quit alcohol, smoking, and drugs. His gambling habit had stopped as well. The last time he gambled was for the jackpot. The Lord must have been shining down and praising him for the work he has done to change, for he won $5oo million, which paid for the house and founding of the military school. He even gave financial support to his ex-wife. They kept contact, and even started sharing photos of their sons via email. Life was going to what it should have been.

*end of flash back*

Mr. Im was smiling. After all these years, he had seen miracles and blessings. He pulled out a small photo from his pocket and lovingly looked. It was of him and his ex-wife on their first date.

She had long, silky black hair with curls and stray curls alike. There were deep brown eyes, a small tan, and white teeth. A large smile, which Yong-Soo inherited, was what dominated her face. Her perky, happy-go-lucky attitude could brighten anyone's day with a "Good morning." She was intelligent, too. One would find it hard not to fall in love with a girl like her.

"You must be proud of our sons, Yura. I wish you were here to see and enjoying seeing them happy as much as I am. I miss you." Mr. Im looked at the photo a few more moments before getting up to look at the new cameras that he installed in and around the house.

Elizaveta, a student, wanted to test out the new cameras she had built, and he graciously accepted to test them out. Though he forgot to mention it to the twins. Now he was glad he didn't, 'cause now he saw and watched the entire Nerf battle and pool diving.

Watching the footage, Mr. Im took out his phone and sent the picture of the twins on the couch to Facebook. If that wasn't enough, he also took Hyung's phone, maxed the volume, put the phone in between his sons' ears, walked out of the room, and called the phone.

Soon the house echoed with heavy metal music, "Holy shit," "What the fuck," and crashing from the living room. Hyung picked up the phone and answered with a lot of swearing, to say the least.

Their dad, in his cheeriest voice, said, "Rise and shine." His sons just turned their heads and gave him the meanest death glare in history.

Peeping around the corner, their dad commanded, "Don't look at me like that. Go get dinner. Chop-chop."

The twins wisely obeyed, walked to the kitchen with their dad behind them murmuring, "Kids…Gotta love them."

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