***flash back***
"Yum, that was delicious!" Hikaru giggled, looking at his empty plate.
"I hope you have room for more!" Mrs Hitachiin said, just as the waiter arrived with the main course. He put the food down, along with a small chain with two keys on it.
"Oh, excuse me sir, I think you dropped your keys..." Kaoru said, reaching for the keys and holding them up to him.
"Nope, they're not mine..." he said with a wink before he left. Mr and Mrs Hitachiin laughed at their son.
"Those are yours!" Mrs Hitachiin said to the twins. The boys looked at the keys, confused.
"What are they for?" Hikaru asked, taking the keys from his brother and studying them.
"We bought you two some go-karts! We thought it'd be fun for you two to race each other..." Mr Hitachiin said. The boys looked at each other, grinning.
"And at home you can find the protective clothing to go with them; can I just say that I will NOT let my babies get hurt on those karts so you must always wear those clothes when you are on the karts!" Mrs Hitachiin said gently but firmly. The twins nodded eagerly.
"Yes mother!" they said in unison; that simple fact wasn't a bother to them -they had go karts and so nothing else mattered.
"Heh, I wouldn't want my boys to be hurt in a Kart accident, would I?" Mrs Hitachiin cooed.
***Real Time***
Kaoru sat up in bed, staring into the night's sky out of the window. It must have been about 11 at night and he couldn't sleep what so ever. Could anyone blame him? The next day was the day they had been dreading, and he wished that it didn't have to come. Tears travelled down his pale cheeks as he thought about what happened ten years previously. He could feel eyes on him, and he knew his brother was watching him.
"Kaoru..." came the soft familiar voice of Hikaru. The younger twin didn't react, and continue to look out of the window. He felt two arms wrap around him as he was pulled in for a hug by his brother. "I know it's hard, but... You should really get some sleep! Try and forget about it for now"
"Forget about it?" Kaoru said, his voice broken and strained from the distress. "How can I forget about it, Hikaru?! How can you forget about it?" he sobs, leaning into the hug. Hikaru sighed.
"I just pushed it to the back of my mind for now..." he sighed. He felt his eyes welling up, and he knew his strong wall was crumbling. "B-but I don't think it's working any more..." he stuttered as the first tear dripped down his cheek. He knew he couldn't fight it; he could never force himself to stop crying when it came to this; he just had to cry it out until he was done, and the same went for his brother. Tear after tear leaked out of his eyes and slipped down his cheeks, as he made silent sobbing noises to confirm he was crying. Kaoru heard him and up his arms around him, though he himself still cried.
"No... We have to forget this and move on!" Hikaru cried, unable to contain his feelings anymore.
"No, Hikaru... We already have moved on... But we should never forget it... It's still a part of our lives..." Kaoru said, realising it was his turn to comfort his brother.
"But when we remember it, it makes us sad and we can't let go of it!" Hikaru sobbed, clutching onto his brother. Kaoru sighed. He didn't know what to answer. He didn't even know if they had actually moved on. They still cried about it and wished it didn't have to happen and they certainly wished that it could all be better again, so in that sense... They hadn't moved on? But they had gotten on with their lives after it happened! Here they were at school, in the host club, having a good time and living life! So maybe they had moved on? It was all way too confusing for Kaoru, and he had been thinking about it for a while now.
"Hikaru... Even if we haven't fully moved on yet, in time we will! It happened when we were so young that it really damaged us! You need to let the wound heal on its own; you can't speed it up..." Kaoru sighed, gently kissing his brother's cheek.
"It's been 10 years, Kaoru! How has this wound not mended yet?" Hikaru whined, blushing a little bit.
"We were so young... Give it more time, Hikaru... If you stop forcing it, then maybe it'll happen quicker!" Kaoru explained. Hikaru sighed, knowing his brother was right. He didn't say anything, his tears said it all. The two of them stayed in that embrace, never once breaking it, and both of the continued their silent tears. Until the clock struck twelve, and the dreaded day began...
***Flash Back***
The main course was amazing. The twins were almost full, but they had room for one last course; the pudding! Always the best part of the meal, everyone knows that! They couldn't wait; the puddings there were famously delicious. The waiter walked over to them to bring them their final meal, and the twins caught sight of him. There was something on the tray, and the boys knew it was the next and final present.
"Hey, we can see the present from here!" Hikaru chuckled, excitedly.
"What is it?" Kaoru said, staring at the object as the waiter came closer and closer. As he finally got to the table, the twins both grabbed the mysterious object together, studying it for a moment. They had no idea what it was.
"Uh... What does this do?" Hikaru asked, curiously pushing some of the buttons on the item. They didn't do anything, so Kaoru guessed it needed to be charged.
"That is the controller for the PS4! It hasn't come out yet, and it won't come out yet for the next 10 years; I don't think the PS3 is out yet..." Mr Hitachiin said proudly. The twins were astonished.
"It... Doesn't come out for... 10 years?!" they said in unison. Their parents nodded.
"Oh, and we also got you about 300 games to go with it... Because what's a game console without a game or two?" Mrs Hitachiin smiled.
"300 GAMES?!" The twins exclaimed together. That was crazy. They wouldn't be getting bored any time soon.
"Well, that's your last present this year, boys. Until Christmas!" Mrs Hitachiin concluded. "And also, we have a little surprise party for you when we get home!" The boys smiled. They absolutely loved parties! They were so excited to hear this news! The boys thanked their parents for the gifts before they tucked into their puddings, with nothing in the world that could make them happier.
