She and Hikaru walked into the classroom to see Kaoru already seated at her desk and reading a book. At least that is what she thought until she saw that his eyes where not moving.

"Haruhi!" Hikaru said from beside her, giving her a side glance, telling her to follow along.

"Did you miss us?" she asked as she slung her arm over his shoulder, and Hikaru leaned against his desk.

"No" Kaoru said in the clipped tone that she would have used had the roles been reversed.

"I'm hurt!" Hikaru said with a hand over his chest as if to show how hurt he was.

Haruhi leaned in closer to him so that her mouth was next to his ear. "Those are some strong words there." Then in a quieter voice so that no one could hear them, "next time you pretend to read, be a bit more convincing about it." and went to move away.

Kaoru gave her a side leer, "and here I thought you where going to whisper dirty things into my ear. I must say, I am disappointed."

She took a quick glance around the room to make sure that no one was looking, then gave him a warning look as if to tell him to watch how he acts.

All she got in return was a cheeky smile, and a wink. She didn't know whether to be amused, or irritated.

She and Hikaru plopped down into their seats on opposite sides of Kaoru as the bell rang signaling the beginning of class.

It was only about ten minutes into the period when she felt a scrap of paper hit her arm. she descretly picked it up, and unfolded it to see what it was about.

Kaoru and I always pass notes in class. Go along with it.

She looked up from the scrap at Hikaru who's chin was resting in the palm of his hand, and looking at her through half lidded eyes. She felt a shiver go up her spine at that look.

She quickly tyrned her attention back to the little slip of paper on her desk and scrawled her response.

How come I never noticed this before?

She looked back up to the front of the room, and tossed the note back when teachers back was turned.

She cast a glance over to Hikaru to see him bent over the paper with a smirk on his face. Her eyes where drawn to his hand as it flew across the page and back.

She looked down at her own hand. It looked the same, but why was it so different? She couldn't help but wonder.

Her hand shot up to her face where the note hit, sending a glare over to the offender, he just gave her another cheeky smile, that showed just how sorry he was. With one last glare sent his was she looked down at what he wrote.

It's because you are always too busy being a good student.

Though I don't know how you could, listening to this teacher

is going to make my ears bleed, I swear!

He then went on to draw an offensive picture of said teacher. A crude imitation of him. She had to hold back her laughter.

Nice picture, though I bet a five-year-old

could do a better job than that!

She flicked the paper back at him, just barley missing his eye. As pay back for hitting her face.

It was passed back with hast.

Like you could do better.

Challenged, Haruhi began to draw her own picture of the teacher, making sure to draw in a little snot in the nose, just for his benefit, then passed it on.

He looked it over and gave a snort of laughter that quickly changed into a cough when the teacher looked his way. He hurried to write his response, then threw it at her.

"Hitacchin! What are you doing?" the teacher asked as he looked at Hikaru with a menicing stare.

"Just stretching sir." he said in a calm voice as he spread his arms in the air.

The teacher just gave him another suspicious look before going back into his lecture.

Haruhi waited a moment before she risked taking the note out of her lap. She hid it slightly under her book, so that the only part of the page that could be seen was his response.

Making fun of a teacher, very nice.

I think we have done well in corrupting

you so far.

That made her pause, she was acting different. Before she would never dream not paying attention in class. Her brows furrowed a bit, she had been acting strange...

She wasn't given a lot of time to brood on this though as just then the bell rang signaling the end of the period, and a five minute break. Had class really passed by that fast?

She quickly got out of her seat and with a quick mumble of where she was going she left for the bathroom.

Now that she thought about it, she had been going along with the twins antics more often than normal lately. She could chalk it up to the fact that she had to now, as to the rest of the world, she was one of the twins, but it was more than that, and she knew it.

She didn't have to stare at Hikaru, she didn't have to catch her breath when he got too close. She never before had her heart skip a beat when he looked at her a certain way.

Her thoughts where interrupted when the door to the bathroom opened and Hikaru walked in.

"I know the face is attractive, but you don't have to stare into the mirror, you are more than welcome to stare at me." He said in a playful voice as he leaned against the sink next to her.

His face was so close to hers, that she was having trouble keeping her composure. Then the thought struck her, she was falling for him. She was falling for Hikaru Hitacchin, who to the rest of the world, was her twin brother.

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