Blood Brothers: Prologue

The night is dark and gloomy; A howling wind blows throughout the air; droplets of a heavy, ice cold rain smack against a teenage boys' skin as he runs. He is in search of something, someone.   This certain someone means a lot to him. He hated being separated from him, and he hated the feeling of loneliness. Now that he knew his 'certain someone' was in danger, he had to find him before it was to late.

The teenage boy doesn't stop running; ignoring the irritating ache in his throat as he is losing his breath. He sniffs the moist air, it smells of blood and rain. Just when the boy is about to pass out from exhaustion, he finds who he was searching for.

An identical, older being to the teenage boy is sprawled out on the wet ground, his body appears to be bleeding intensely; mainly his neck.

"Is it real? No, I-it can't be. . ." The teenage boy speaks aloud in a panting, shocked voice. He falls to the identical teenage boys' chest, the scent of fresh blood becoming clearer.

"Please! Please, you can't die. . Y-You can't die. .! You're all I have. . I refuse to lose you. ."

The identical teenage boy slightly moves, he refuses to open his eyes as if he is hiding something. The younger identical tries to open the eyelids but it is secured very tightly. . The younger identical then checks for a heartbeat, but it feels very faint; Is he to late?

The younger identical hears footsteps, he lifts his head up and looks around. . keeping his guard up; He hopes someone has come to save his dear twin brother.

A female voice speaks in a dark tone as she nears the twins. She stands a few feet away, her short brown hair visible; her brown eyes seeming to be full of anticipation in the moonlight.

"Do it now, then we can finally be alone. We won't have to deal with him being in our way anymore."

The older identical opens his eyes, the younger identical is stunned; shocked at the sight. He tries to back away from him. He realizes they are no longer completely identical anymore.

The older identical stares into the younger identical's Golden Brown eyes. This is where the younger realized that his older identical twin had been transformed into something else. . Something blood thirsty . . Something strong and intimidating . . His eyes were bloodshot red as he looked his younger twin straight in the eyes . . . . He can't look away from his eyes, it feels as if he would stop breathing if he moved. The older identical softly chuckles to himself, revealing sharp, tiny but dangerous, fangs. . He quickly rips his teeth into the younger identical's skin; tearing it to shreds, beating his body until he was paralyzed; choosing to leave his younger twins' body to die alone in the rainy night.

The young woman and older identical then leave together, hand in hand.

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The twin brothers are laid in bed together; They are both dressed in nothing but boxers.

The younger twins' arms are secured tightly around the older twins' chest; his fingers gripping onto his skin. The younger twin winces as he tries to fight imaginary pains in his body. . The older twin awakens from his younger twins' tight grip. This wasn't the first night this had happened.

The older twin carefully shakes his younger twin awake; whose golden eyes are wide with fear when they open, gazing upon the older identical from his nightmare.

The younger twin gasps as he thinks back to his nightmare, moving his hands over his body . . He searches for any fresh blood or cut open skin; afraid the nightmare had really taken place. Out of all the nights this nightmare occurred, he never was harmed physically in any way. . mentally, yes. . but never physically.

The older twin looks at his younger twin with concerned, worried eyes: "You had that nightmare again . . . Didn't you?"

The younger twin shakes in fear. He retreats to his older twins' arms. He felt safe there. . His brother meant the world to him. . .This nightmare had been haunting him for weeks now.  If his nightmare ever came true.  . He wouldn't know what to do. . What if his older brother really did end up being transformed into a vicious, blood thirsty vampire? Would he really kill him just to be with someone else he loves?. . He hated the idea of being replaced.

The vampire part of his nightmare seemed ridiculous, vampires didn't exist, did they? His older twin certainly hadn't been one of those knockoff, sparkling pixie-like vampires you read in the "Twilight Saga" . . He had been a real, vicious vampire, a killer.

But as for his older brother leaving him for another girl, that was a possibility. . But the question was, would he really leave him for another?

"I did. . . I had the nightmare again. ." Hot tears fall from the younger twins' eyes. He can't look at his older twin. . Even though he knows that no matter how many times this nightmare had occurred, his older twins' eyes never appeared bloodshot red like in the nightmare.

The older twin closes his eyes, bringing his younger twin up into his lap. . . He runs a gentle hand through his younger twins' hair, knowing it will calm him down.

"Shh. . . ." The older twin speaks in a soothing voice. "Nobody is going to hurt you. . . Nobody is going to hurt us. . . As long as you're in my arms, you'll be safe. . "

The younger twin cries softly into his older twins' chest: "It seems so real though. . I was alone . . Again. ."

The older twin never understood his younger twins' nightmare. He refused to tell him the entire nightmare. All he ever manage to explain was that he was all alone again. . . with no where to go, no one to please. . The truth was, the younger twin was to afraid to tell his older twin. . He knew he was easy to anger or frustrate, so he kept everything to himself. . locked inside his troubled mind.  But eventually he would reach his breaking point and break down crying.

Crying. . . . Sometimes it's all you can do when your heart is torn to pieces; your mind lost and unable to be brought back to the light. . . Crying helps relieve the pain you feel inside when nobody else can hear your silent screams.

A tear slips down the older twins' right eye, he speaks in a determined, yet soft voice. He starts having flashbacks of he and his twins' troubled past: "That won't happen again. . I don't allow it . . I  won't allow it. . . "

The older twin wasn't aware of what really was wrong with younger twin. It seemed like the older twin was to in love with someone else. . He was too lost in love with another to realize his younger twins' troubles and worries. . The best the older knew to do was to hold his younger twin until he fell back asleep.

The younger twin felt lonely; feared his nightmare and feared being trapped in his own lonely world. A world without anyone, even the brother who held his hand since the moment they were born. They had always been together, why did he suddenly fear loosing him?  He feared this world of depressing past memories and lifestyle that could happen all over again any moment. The only difference though would be that he would be completely alone. . without him. . .

"Why did she have to ruin our relationship? Why would she take my only love, my twin brother, away from me?" The younger twin thinks to himself as he squeezes his older brother tighter, not wanting to let go.

The young woman had been a wonderful step in the twins lives. She crossed into their world and gave them a reason to be themselves. . She gave them a reason to live. Both twins grew attached to her, they weren't sure if it was love. . . but the younger twin suspected his older twin to be in love with her. He feared that one day his older twin would leave him for her.  He wanted his older twin to be happy, but couldn't shake off the feelings of jealousy . . He loved his brother so much that he had even set them up on many different dates, no matter how much it hurt himself; He offered his older twin advice, when or even when he didn't ask for it. He helped him as much as he possibly could. He did it out of love, he wanted his brother happy. . But he was starting to become annoyed and angry with his brother. Wasn't he supposed to be the older, more mature twin? Why couldn't he realize he was in pain? It might not have been physical pain, but it was definitely there. . pulling at his heartstrings.

"I love you, Hikaru. ." the younger twin whispers in a shaky voice to his older brother, whose name is now revealed as the older twin. Hikaru silently begins to rock Kaoru to sleep. . He does not remove his arms; even after he is soaked in Kaoru's tears.

"I love you too, Kaoru. ." He places a kiss on his wet cheek . . They both drift asleep until morning, where Ouran Academy and the Host Club would be waiting for them.

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To Be Continued ~