Keri: Title and ending thanks to my friend Faith :3 My first Ouran fan-fic, and it's NOT a one shot! Yay!

Warnings: twincest, character death

Disclaimers: Ouran High School Host Club belongs to Bisco Hatori

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The twins didn't want to hear it. They didn't care what their parents thought. They just wanted to go back to their room and think about what they would do the next day for the Host Club. They were thinking along the lines of biting. But their script making had been interrupted with one of the maids telling them their parents wanted to speak with them.

They were now sitting in front of their parents in one of the sitting rooms. Their father was drinking a glass of wine while their mother was powdering her nose. Hikaru glanced boredly at Kaoru, who returned the look. Both boys knew what the other was thinking.

Their mother was the first to speak. "Boys," she said, placing her makeup back in her purse, "we called this family meeting to tell you about something very important." She picked up the laptop off the table that was separating the two couches. "I was on the school's website this morning checking up on your grades and classes when I saw that you were in the Host Club! I went onto their website, and this is what I found." She opened the laptop for them to view.

Hikaru's jaw dropped as Kaoru yelped: "That isn't us!" he turned away blushing while Hikaru bit his lower lip at the photo of him and his younger brother kissing in front of the school fountain.

Their father raised a brow, trying to keep the anger out of his voice. "Oh? Is their a second pair of red-headed twin boys at Ouran High?" he set his wine down and stared at his sons. How could something like this happen in his family?

"What Kaoru means," Hikaru said after collecting himself; he sat back against the couch, "is that this picture is obviously photoshoped. Made by the other club members to get back at us for a prank we pulled during the first semester."

"Yeah, I mean, I didn't hear a camera go off when we were making out!" Hikaru shot a glare at his younger sibling. "I mean-" he groaned and buried his head in his hands. He had caught onto Hikaru's plan a little too late.

"So you don't deny this…this incestuous relationship?!" their father stood, his face turning red as he yelled. If the boys had denied it, he would have believed it out of desperation, but here they were confessing to kissing one another.

Hikaru stood between his father and his brother. "Yes! We don't deny a thing!" he matched his father, glare for disgusted glare. He would not have anyone, not even him, yell at Kaoru. The other was devilish as well, but was easily turned into a bawling mess, and looked as though he was close to tears already.

"Please, darling, Hikaru, calm down!" both men sat, their eyes still locked. Hikaru placed a hand on Kaoru's shoulder, pulling the shaking boy into his arms to try and calm him. "Sweet hearts. We understand that you're teenagers and we understand you have…urges and you're curious, but we don't want you confusing the closeness that you share as brothers for the kind of closeness two people in love share. We only want what's best for you two." Their mother pleaded with them, tried to reason with them.

"What's best for us," Kaoru said quietly, "is one another." He nuzzled his head underneath Hikaru's chin. The elder smiled and held Kaoru tightly, brushing his orange hair out of his face.

"Look Mother, Father, me and Kaoru are in love and if you can't handle that, well too bad. Don't try and stop us, don't try and tell us it's wrong, because even if it is, it's right for us." He kissed his brother on the forehead. Their parents visibly flinched. "All we've ever had is each other, our entire lives, you two weren't even able to tell us apart until we started parting our hair differently. The only people in the entire world that matter are me and my little brother here."

Their father growled smacking Hikaru across the face. "You disgusting, ungrateful little-" His wife stood, grabbing him by the arm. She began to yell at him, scolding him for hitting their child, but the boys didn't stick around to hear what they were going to say. Hikaru took Kaoru's wrist, standing up and dragging him out of the room. Out of the home, and into the car waiting to take them to school.

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"What?!" Tamaki shouted at the two. His arms flailing spastically, the other watched in shock, even Honey-senpai had stopped eating.

"You heard us, we're quitting this club. You all went too far posting that picture of me and Kaoru on the website. Our MOTHER found it." Hikaru tried not to yell. "We had to leave our home, soon father will cut all our credit cards and cancel our tuition. We want to get to things before he does. We're dropping out of this school, getting our college fund and putting it in another account. We've decided to get our own home and," he sighed, "we'll have to get jobs. That one little image destroyed our lives and we refuse to associate with you people any longer."

"But Hikaru-san, Kyouya-chan and Haruhi-chan were just trying to get back at you for posting that picture of Haruhi-chan with out her shirt on." Honey placed a strawberry into his mouth and Mori nodded.

"But did anything happen to Haruhi-chan? My father hit me." He pointed to his still red cheek. "We have no home, no money, we're too young to quit school and too young to get any high-paying job. Our lives are over." He took a deep, shaky breath as he straitened up. "We always knew that no good would come of friends." He turned and went out the door, Kaoru hot on his trail.