Picky Eater

Kaoru doesn't want to eat his vegetables, so Hikaru does something about it.

When the chime indicating dinner rang through the Hitachiin twin's ears, the two red-heads leapt out of their beds and rushed down, sliding along the stair rails. Hikaru and Kaoru slid down like a train, Hikaru the front with Kaoru right behind, his legs between Hikaru's body and Kaoru's arms wrapped around his older brother's waist. The two laughed in merriment at the rush of wind push up against them.

The twins finally reached the floor and headed to the dinner table, sitting next to each other. Their personal chef served them both the same dish: Fresca Verde, Hikaru's favorite dish. Kaoru, although, wasn't very fond of it.

Hikaru smiled and picked up his fork, stabbing the vegetables and raising them to his lips, inserting them eagerly in his mouth and munched gleefully. Kaoru, on the other hand, was picking at the different mixes of greens in bemusement, setting them far aside on his plate.

Hikaru noticed and stopped eating. "What's wrong? I thought you like Italian."

"I do," Kaoru confessed, sighing. "It's just that… I don't like vegetables."

"Oh?" Hikaru stared down at his plate. "You never told me that." Hikaru stabbed yet another vegetable with his fork, raising it to meet his lips. When he was just about to eat it, he thought of a plan, and smiled devilishly.

Coming closer to his younger brother, he placed the vegetable-on-the-fork in front of Kaoru's lips, urging the young twin to open his mouth. "Say 'ahh'."

Kaoru pursed his lips tightly, ignoring his older brother's silly attempts at feeding him. The younger brother nodded his head sideways as if to say no and crossed his arms defiantly over his chest, resisting in the most adolescent behavior possible.

Hikaru sighed and poked his brother's head. "You know you want me to feed you. Come on, please, Kaoru!" The red-head pushed the vegetable on Kaoru's lips, annoyed at his younger brother's stubbornness. Frustration started to boil up Hikaru's head, so he put as much force in the attempt to push the vegetable into Kaoru's mouth as possible, receiving a small yelp from Kaoru in doing so.

Kaoru had a piece of broccoli sitting on his tongue, his facial expression turning into horror. Hikaru smiled and touched Kaoru's cheeks, stretching them. "Munch and swallow, Kaoru." The little brother rolled his eyes and started eating the broccoli slowly, pain evident in his eyes, and swallowed it down, a strange tingle overcoming his whole body.

Kaoru giggled. "More please, Hikaru."

Hikaru's left eyebrow rose at his little brother's statement, but he shook it out of his head and kept feeding Kaoru, the little brother's face turning pink. Once Hikaru's plate was spotless, he grinned at Kaoru and said, "See? Now was that so bad?"

"Yes," Kaoru said, smiling, "but I like it when you feed me. I still don't like vegetables, though."

Hikaru sighed, defeated. "You are such a picky eater."

A/N: This is actually pretty old, from two years ago, I think (also, this is a reupload, mainly because this is a drabble and I don't want it cluttering up my stories section, haha). So, I guess you can say this is my new official spot for HikaKao drabbles, but I doubt I'll be writing anything Ouran-related anymore. That obsessive time of my life is long over. OTL

My writing style was so shamefully horrible back then. :,(