The moon rolled, sloe-eyed in the night sky. The two brothers lay shoulder to shoulder on the cold sand. The temperature at the beach dropped rapidly at night, but they could jolly well stand it with the warmth from each other. It was so tranquil, nothing could be heard except the crickets lighting the dark night and the light breathing of the white-haired ten-year-olds. The sky had an imaginary line, dividing it into half, as well as the glimmering stars. Kunoshiro, thirty seconds Toushiro's senior, began calculating the balls of hydrogen and helium on his side. He couldn't help counting out loud, while his brother was doing everything mentally like a robot. He sulked and gave up, complaining that he didn't want to play anymore.

"Stop trying to cheat. I know you're adding ones at every ten you stop!" Kunoshiro scowled and turned his head away from his twin haughtily. "Hmph!"

Toushiro was reminded of their recent Mathematics test and chuckled. "It's surprising that you actually studied."

"I do study!" Kunoshiro batted his fist onto his twin's arm. "Stupid little brother."

Kunoshiro turned away, tears streaming down his face. He wasn't crying, for God's sake, he was ten. He was struggling to keep his laughter which was shaking at his throat. Wiping away his tears, knowing Toushiro would obviously tease him for that, he turned back and found his mirror image asleep. His arms were crossed but his legs were stretched out onto the sand. Kunoshiro glared at his twin. "Stupid little brother. Party pooper. Game-cheating…" He, as well, fell asleep while calling his brother names under his breath.

Active at fighting in the day, the identical twins were like angels when they were asleep. It wasn't the first time they were sleeping like babies shoulder to shoulder. They would sometimes rest on each other's shoulder on the sofa, leaving the television on with nobody knowing. It would be quite surprising that Kunoshiro once wished he had closed their mother up before Toushiro could enter the world, running to his bedroom that he shared with Toushiro, crying. He had to admit, life would be a bowl of cherries without his "stupid little brother", but eating cherries all the day; anyone was bound to get tired of that.

Never did Toushiro think there would be a time he'd miss his brother the most. Then, never did he think he would find a new best friend. Somebody to count the stars with him, someone to bicker with, someone to compare the number of chocolates they'd get from grandma. Toushiro, being the goody-two-shoes, has never felt guiltier in his eighteen-year-old life when he accused his own twin of embezzling their family business company funds. He was sure he saw it with his own eyes, but both of them weren't the only ones in the company who had bleached hair. Who knew Toushiro could have been hallucinating and it turned out to be himself? His voice was as powerful as an attorney's that night, so powerful that it drove Kunoshiro to leave.

Toushiro had never been so antisocial or depressed, until he found a new best friend who he never thought would become his soul mate. Her name was Momo Hinamori and Toushiro never thought he'd be luckier. Oak brown silky hair, milk chocolate-colored eyes, cream-colored skin and not forgetting a hell of a personality. She was perfect, just like his behavior as a child, his mother would remind him. He has never loved any girl that much, other than his own mother, that he was so afraid of losing her like what happened to Kunoshiro.

Little did he know he might just lose her thanks to his own mirror image.