The new boys had the same green eyes, the same black hair in an American style, and nearly identical outfits. The only clear visible difference was in their shoes. One wore black, while the other had white.

Despite their appearances, Hikaru and I knew they were different from each other, just like we were. Until recently, no one had seen that. Now we knew Haruhi.

The boys had the same cold disposition as they looked around the classroom without interest. I tapped Haruhi on the shoulder as Hikaru began to speak, "Look, Haruhi. The new students the boss mentioned are here. They're another pair of twins."

Haruhi glanced up from her book, giving the boys a once over.

"They remind me of what people say the two of you used to be like in middle school. They look really uncomfortable here. Take it easy on them, guys."

"Look at what they're wearing," Hikaru commented. "That can't be designer."

"Could they be commoners like you?" I asked her.

"You really need to stop addressing people that aren't filthy rich like you and your friends as commoners. It's rude and I'm tired of listening to it."

"You don't say that when it's the boss talking."

"Tamaki-senpai doesn't speak that way anymore. If he did I wouldn't have gone after him at the festival," she replied matter-of-factly. "If you come at these two like that, you'll make enemies for yourselves."

"How did they wind up here, then? This school isn't for normal people. Even you know that."

"Perhaps a scholarship like you have?" Hikaru suggested.

"That's impossible. They only give one out to each grade."

"Any other explanations then?" I pressed.

"Maybe they recently gained a large inheritance? Or were adopted by a wealthy family?"

"Wait, that actually happens? I thought that was just something they did in television dramas," I admitted.

"Yes, adoptions are real. How could you have gotten this far in life without realizing that?"

"We aren't commoners like you, you know."

Haruhi slammed her book down as she stood. "Enough is enough! I think I'll sit in the front today."

"You should apologize," Hikaru urged. "You don't want her to stay mad, do you?"

"What about the new boys?"

"They're new. What's more important, our good friend Haruhi, or a pair of boys we don't know?"

I glanced back at the boys as they walked around the edge of the room towards the wall behind us. Hikaru shouldered me and nodded at Haruhi at a desk up front.

I grunted and went to apologize.

"Hey, Haruhi?"

"What do you want, Kaoru?"

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry. It's going to take me some time to break the habit, but I will stop calling people commoners. Can you please sit with us like you usually do?"

"Maybe after lunch. I want some space right now," she replied frostily.

I returned to my brother, shrugging helplessly.

"She'll come around."

The bell rang, and most of the class found seats. The new boys stayed on the back wall though. One of them grabbed something from a pocket and handed his brother an earbud, setting the other in his own ear.

"Good morning everyone. We have two new students joining us today. Furukia, Zakia, why don't you come up and introduce yourselves?"

Every head in the room turned. The one that had pulled out the earbuds visibly shrank, while the other squirmed and shook his head.

"Oh... Well, why don't you at least have a seat? There's an open desk next to each of the Hitachiins."

Hikaru and I each had a twin meet our gaze. They pushed off the wall, grabbed the two desks that had been indicated, and sat them so the desks met and the backs of their chairs were against the wall behind us. The empty spot where Haruhi normally sat and on the other side of Hikaru made the room seem empty.

The teacher awkwardly cleared her throat before beginning the day's lessons. Hikaru pointed at the clock. He was right, of course. Lunch would be the perfect time to introduce ourselves.

The morning seemed to drag on for ages. When the lunch bell finally rang, almost everyone else rushed out. Only five people remained in the room. Haruhi, who always ate a lunch brought from home, my brother and I, and the new boys.

"Kaoru, Hikaru, did you guys forget to bring lunch money again?" Haruhi asked kindly. I guess she'd gotten over our fight this morning.

"No, we just aren't hungry today," I lied. My stomach chose that moment to growl loudly, clearly contradicting my words.

"Is that so?" she asked with one eyebrow raised.

"Boss complains if you share food with us. You should know that by now. We just don't want to deal with one of his tantrums," Hikaru reminded.

"You can't keep just starving yourselves all day."

The twins behind us were whispering a lot. I wished they would speak at normal volumes like everyone else so that we might gain a little insight on them.

There was a sudden tap on my shoulder. One of the new boys was holding out a bento box, a pouty expression on his face as he refused to look at me.

"Our mother's servants packed way more food than my brother eats. We heard you were hungry," the boy still seated said.

"You don't have to do that."

"If I had my way, I wouldn't have bothered offering, so just take it!" He forcefully shoved the bento box at me before scurrying back to his desk by his brother. Hikaru came to inspect the box while I watched the boy that gave us the food. He still wouldn't look at me. Instead he watched his brother eat. Only when the other twin was full did he eat. There was slightly less than half the food left by that point.

The boy that gave us his lunch ate irritably. I got the sense he knew I was watching him even though he wasn't looking at me.

"Kaoru, you should eat first. You need the calories more than I do," my brother offered.

The food was still warm and looked well prepared. Strangely enough, it was different from what the other boy's box contained. This one had far more protein and carbs for long term energy, as well as being a healthier option. The other boy's had looked like it was prepared with flavor in mind over purpose. Perhaps the boy that gave us his lunch was into sports? If that was the case, his body would no doubt be sorely disappointed by what he ended up eating instead. I treasured the meal all the more knowing he'd given up something like that for us.

I dug into the box, finding everything delightful. When I had eaten exactly half, I passed it to Hikaru.

"Aren't you still hungry?" he asked.

"That's all I need right now. I'll eat at the club later. You go ahead."

Hikaru didn't need to be told twice. When he had finished, I returned the box to the boy that had offered it.

"My name is Kaoru, and my brother's name is Hikaru. I wanted to thank you for giving us your meal. I am quite grateful for it. Are you involved in any sports? I couldn't help but notice the differences between your food and your brother's."

"Don't thank me for a basic kindness I had to be talked into offering. Furukia made a good point to me though, that I would hope someone would do me the same kindness if I were in need. Nothing more to it."

"Which of you noticed I was hungry?"

The boy looked away. He had thus far omitted his own name in the conversation. Furukia noticed me staring and elbowed him.

"Introduce yourself," he hissed.

"My name is Zakia," came the reluctant murmur.

"Making new friends without me, Kaoru?" Hikaru asked obnoxiously loudly as he threw an arm over my shoulders.

"I was just thanking Zakia for giving us his lunch."

"Boss is mad we didn't go to the club for lunch."

"He should have told us he wanted a club meeting over lunch before lunch started. It's not like he would have fed us up there."

I glanced back at Zakia, but he appeared to have tuned us out, listening to his music with his eyes closed. His brother was scribbling in a notebook, but I couldn't get a good enough look to tell if it was words or sketching.

"I'd like a way to thank you properly."

"He's in his own world right now, but he heard you before. There is no debt owed. He can be abrasive, but he cares more about others' well being than he lets on."

"Even so, maybe you can come to our club after school?"

"We aren't here to make friends. We want to go back to England."

"What's so good about England? We can show you a much better time here."

"Wouldn't you want to go home if you were forced to leave for no reason but a family member that abandoned you said so?"

"Why would your parents have abandoned you in England?"

Zakia had mentioned his brother's name was Furukia. He went silent, refusing to say more about their family or England no matter what I asked.

"Give it a rest, Kaoru. It's their first day. We can talk to them later if they change their minds about the club, or tomorrow at the latest," Hikaru reprimanded.

We returned to our seats as the other students began filing back into the room. Haruhi stayed up front, but I wasn't sure if it was because she was still mad or if it was because the desk she normally sat at had been taken by Zakia.