divided by fate. ~M~ Toshi/Yokuutsu
 

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Two twins boys born only minutes apart, they where both shown equal amounts of love by their parents but slowly things changed and the youngest seemed to be left behind by the once dotting parents, starved for attention he turns to the one who always acknowledged his existence even if it was in small moderation's.

Years have past and things have changed, the boys have just turned sixteen, the youngest gets looked upon by his parents as nothing more than an unwelcome guest unless their is company around, and even his brother has started turning colder towards him as his parent praise him and treat him like a prince, answering to his every desire...

It had been a difficult evening, the heating in his room had been turned off in the middle of the night, to make it worse it had been hailing and his window didn't close properly. It had taken him most of the evening and early morning but James finally had managed to get himself warm enough that he could finally fall asleep. After only a few hours sleep he was forced to get up, washing and getting dressed in his ratty old clothing before trying to sneak down to the basement before his brother woke up to torment him for yet another day. His hands went over his mouth and he moved to his toes as he passed his brother's slightly opened door scared that he would wake him.

Victor slept perfectly fine, but his surroundings are quite a bit different. For one thing he had heat along with other things that his brother doesn't have. He's noticed some of it, but the rest of it he hasn't. Whether that is due to being oblivious or because he doesn't care, no one knows but him.

Today is their birthday and he hasn't forgotten to say the least. He does have a present for his brother, and partially due to their birthday that he is awake. "You know, when it's silent, I can hear you breathe James...why don't you come in here?" He's sitting in his computer chair at the moment, in front of his laptop, but it isn't on at the moment.

James's eyes went wide as he heard his brother speak to him his breathing becoming shallow. 'how did he hear me I breathed silently, and I even tip toed.' he thought to himself, he feared this day every year because he had no idea what his brother of family had in store for him "I-I didn't expect you to be awake Victor." he stuttered moving to the door opening it a little more as he sheepishly moved his head in a little not really wanting to move fully into the room.

Victor was waiting for him pretty much, so either way, he would've caught James eventually. It was his goal. He just watches his door/brother. "This is a special day to say the least. I though I could at least wake up early this day." He sighs a bit annoyed. "I said come in here." He's frowning a bit. "I can't exactly give you your present when you're like that and all."

James bit his lip walking in hearing that his brother was pissed off because he wasn't doing as he was told 'Why couldn't I have been aborted or even given up for adoption?' he moved his eyes to look at the vibrant and warm crimson carpet. "I don't need a present honestly, it's not like I was able to get you anything I'm not allowed out and I'm not allowed anything." sighing he fidgeted a clear sign he just wanted out of his brothers room where he knew nothing was as it seemed at least not for him.

"I wouldn't say that. From where I'm looking...you need this." Victor says, getting up and heading to his closet. "Do you think I don't know that? Belive me, I do know well." Which us why he never wants to be in James's position. He brings out a bag and holds it out to James. "Happy birthday." He says simply. In the bag are clothes, somewhat girly, but it isn't in pure malice, he does think they would look good on James even if it isn't exactly normal.

James sighed knowing that it wasn't exactly going to be out of the kindness of he brother's heart it never was. "I don't honestly..." he whispered almost afraid that he was going to be heard by his twin "Then you shouldn't give me anything because I have nothing to give in return and it'll just be taken from me" he said knowing it to be the truth. Sighing deeply his hands went out to receive the bag with both hands slowly opening it he closed his eyes dreading to open them "Thank you Victor." he never even bother looking inside just clothing it before opening his eyes hoping the other wouldn't notice

"What did you say?" Victor asks, hearing some kind of noise, though he isn't sure what, if anything specifically was said at this point. So he's not getting angry about it at the moment. "I won't let them take it. And it's a gift. A gift is different from trading." Though Victor might get some enjoyment out of it as well. One never knows. "You shouldn't thank me until you actually open it, James. You don't even know what it is yet." He isn't annoyed by the fact that James doesn't just open it. No one is as excited about parents as they were as little kids. And he knows he's given some horrible gifts before, but this is something James could actually use...and he couldn't think of anything else. Maybe he's going soft, or maybe he's getting tired, but the present isn't meant to hurt anyone at least. Though it might not be the best choice.

Jamse looked up though dropped the bag "It doesn't matter." he said gently turning to head for the door, he didn't want to be there, he didn't want the present he just wanted to be in the basement where it was warm. "Parents are parents, if they want to take something how am I going to stop them, and gifts are meant to be exchanged according to our parents." he said his hand going to the door knob "keep it for yourself..." with that he walked out and never looked back heading for the basement.

And that's when Victor's mood goes into bad territory...to say the least. Once James is gone, he picks up the bag, and...actually...part of him is sad that James won't just take the gift. He doesn't fully understand why it makes him sad, though he definitely can understand the anger that comes with it too. He grabs the bag and follows James into the basement. "You are so rude! Take the gift and be happy about! I actually spent time picking this out!" Which is what bothers him more than the money spent. The garments can be returned, but he can't get the time back. "So try it on." He is not amused to say the least.

James had just sat down a sight coming from his lips as he just started to relax until he heard his brothers voice. It was almost as if he felt an icy chill run up his spine. "I-I'm not rude I-I just don't feel right taking it when I can give nothing in return" he was hoping the other understood but something told him it wasn't going to be that easy. He stood walking taking the bag opening it he took a deep breath he looks inside the bag "I-it's a girls outfit in puff blue... A-are you serious? I-I can't wear that." he put the bag down heading back to where he was previously sitting.

Victor can't help but be very annoyed at his brother. "That's not the point of a gift! I give. You take. That's it. Nothing else involved." Sometimes he can be a bit childish. He doesn't care about his parents' little idea that gifts are exchanged. That idea is nice and all, but the gift is a gift. "Well....I could have gotten it in pink, but I thought blue would look better on you..." He really did think about the color at least. The color can save or ruin a garment. He knows that much. "You could wear it...it would look good on you." He states simply. He doesn't think about clothing really having a gender to tell the truth. He was just thinking about would it look better that what James normally wears and all.

James closed his eyes and shook his head "I won't wear it... it's puff blue cargo trousers and a baby ping girly top."he stated laying back on the floor. "If you want to give me a birthday present... leave me alone." he said quietly. He didn't understand why he cared now when there was nothing special about this day as far as he was concerned. "I-I'm fine with what I have Victor." he stated closing his eyes.

Victor just frowns as he talks. "You could at least try it on." He's a bit stubborn. Mainly because it's actually hurting him that James is rejecting his gift, and by association, him. It's painful. Then James keeps talking. "Fine then. I'm not going to try next year then." He's not happy to say the least. Then he grabs the bag and just leaves for now, emotional pain sucks so he wants to be away from the other causing it. "I won't be trying period." And then he just heads back to his room, locking his door.

James looked up to his brother from the floor "Those are girls clothing, I'm a boy last I checked." he was starting to forget since his last birthday present was a baby pink Gothic lolita dress. "I-I never asked for anything..." In truth he never dared to ask for anything even if he needed it. It was the main reason he only hat ragged and tattered clothing. "I never ask you to try." he said as the other walked out it would be a little while till he realized that his fate was in his brother's hand.

"So? Doesn't mean it can't look good on a male." Victor is not in a good mood now. He was just trying to get something that would look good, hopefully, and wasn't ragged. "And you'll never receive for sure now." He's done with the present thing. "Well, good. Then I'll be meeting expectations." He seems angrier as he says that. He just goes into his room, making sure the door is locked before he just sits down before beginning to get on his laptop to play a game. He's thinking about not coming out for awhile. It's childish, but now, that's what he wants.

James stood after a while walking out of the basement his eyes glancing left and right as if he was a meercat checking for danger, he knew it was in his best interest to keep Victor happy especially today as it was more special for his twin than it was for himself. Walking across the lobby he headed upstairs and knocked on his brother's door "V-victor... A-are you still awake?" he hoped he would get an answer, even if he didn't want to end up dressing like a girl if it made him not tell his parents or throw a hissy fit he would do as he was told and be humiliated yet again.

Victor isn't happy to say the least. So he's a bit surprised as he hears James at his door. "You wanted to be left alone so I left...then you come to bother me instead." Oh, he's very annoyed at the moment, his voice is full of it. "Just go back to whatever you were doing." He isn't bothering with it. If James doesn't want a present, fine. He'll just return it and do something else with the money.

James bit his lip looking at the floor "I-I'm sorry Victor, I wasn't being rude and selfish... I-I didn't think about your feelings." he said his hand moving to the door frame "I-I want to wear your gift and make you happy, today is special and I was childish denying you." he said honestly "Please Victor let me in before our parents find me and ask me what's going on." he whimpered scratching at the door in the hopes to get his brother's attention.

"Whatever. I don't care. You don't want the gift and that's fine. I'll get rid of it later." Victor is obviously still annoyed with his brother. His intent wasn't to make James look girly or anything. It wasn't to shame or embarrass him for once. He's getting soft. He ignores the second part, but at that last thing, a click can be heard as he unlocks his door before going back to what he's doing on the computer. He says nothing though.

James blinked hearing the click of the door, he was wanting to run and not go in but he knew if he did he would likely regret it later when their parents found out. Taking the door handle in hand he slowly creeped into the room moving to sit by his brother's feet trying to observe what he was doing for a minute before placing his head onto his thigh "I-I'm sorry for being an inconsiderate jackass towards you. You must have put some thought into that gift." he said his eyes looking up as he nuzzled a little into his brother's leg trying to show him affection. "Please give me a second chance to make you happy."

Victor wouldn't be the one to tell their parents, but they'd probably know something was up if Victor was acting all surly and everything. After he unlocks the door, he goes back to his internet, checking his email. Nothing of too much importance, but he still cheeks it. "I could've went with what the people in the store suggested, but I thought it would look horrible." He does know, somewhat, what looks good and what doesn't on a person. Of course it isn't always easy to imagine that from the rack. He pulls his leg away a bit at the nuzzling. It makes him feel weird/strange. Not that it feels exactly bad, but it is confusing him. He just shakes his head a bit. "Whatever. Do whatever you want James." He's just looking down at his brother, not with cold eyes, but he is still a bit confused about the nuzzling feeling thing.

James looked at his brother he knew that he wouldn’t outright sell him out by speaking but he would in his own way. “Anything going on Victor?” he asked before looking down a deep sigh coming from his lips knowing he would likely be told to be quiet or shut his trap. “Did you say you where getting clothes for a girl?” he asked he knew his twin might have been nice but at the same time there was also always a sick twist to it “At least it would have been male clothing they where suggesting.” He mumbled to himself as not to insult the other. As he felt the leg being removed from him he whimpered a little “S-sorry I didn’t think you would mind, you always use to like it when I acted like your pet when we were younger.” He smiled weakly looking up “I will wear your present but only if it will make you happy.” He said gently.

Victor would verbally rat him out because something like this, it will eventually be alright, and if not, they should be able to deal with it themselves at the same time. he just shakes his head a bit. "No I didn't mention who it was from." He was just looking and he was drawn to certain clothes, even though they aren't for him of course. Though, he did stay away from certain clothes he could have got instead. He frowns a bit. "Just go." He says simply, He didn't exactly hear what James was saying, though he's assuming it's on the same tangent of clothes like earlier. He doesn't want to hear it anymore. He shakes his head again. "I just wanted you to try it on." Because then James might like the clothing, especially if it looked good on him. Yes, it is feminine, but that doesn't mean it would be ugly or anything.

James looked at him for a moment not sure how to take the situation as it was all so new to him “Perhaps you should have?” he said he wasn’t wanting to question it but still it made more sense to him but just because he was the favourite doesn’t necessarily mean he was the smart one. “I-I see...” he wasn’t happy about him being drawn to girl clothing for his present. “Please don’t send me away, they’ll get mad at me if you’re upset.” It was something he was scared of as how brutish his father was at the best of times. “Then please allow me to keep you happy and wear it.” Then it dawned on him “Wait! Are you wanting me to wear that at the party?” some of his brothers friends scared him but that was because of some of what happened to him when they where around so being around them dressed like he was going to be.

Victor shrugs a bit. "I didn't want them suggesting anything that they thought was cute or anything, some people have horrible taste in clothes." He makes a face thinking about it. "Of course I can't expect them to be perfect when they don't know who I'm buying for..." "Well...it isn't your fault, now is it?" Victor was just stupid for even trying to get a gift at all. "Well...." He says looking away. "If, once you tried it on, and you liked it....I was hoping you would. But you don't." He does sound a bit sad. He wanted James to like what he bought for him. Like anyone would have.

James sighed a little standing up "This is what they get paid for Victor and if you told them it was for a boy they would have taken you to the male clothing section." he stated wanting to get it drilled through his brother's head "They don't care that it's not my fault just that you are happy." the way his brother was acting was starting to scare him but he thought it was because of the pressure of the big party "I will try them on but it's girl clothing I don't think i'll enjoy it." he said honestly sighing.

Victor frowns a bit. "But they're idiots! They don't tell you what would look good because they're paid to sell things! Not things that look good on a person, they're not paid to do that! So I looked myself." He's getting annoyed again. He doesn't trust the people in the stores to have any sense of what would look good on a person...and male clothing has very limited choices in his mind. "But it'll look good on you, I don't see why you hate it so much...isn't clothing about making yourself look good." And anything has to be better than what James is wearing now, right? "So you should wear it." He states simply. The logic works well in his mind.

James couldn't help but look down seeing how fierce his brother was getting over asking for assistance as much as he wanted to tell him to suck it up he remained quiet now. 'pretty sure they get paid to help people to you idiot.' he thought to himself "You are more than likely right." he finally said just saying what he believed his brother wanted to hear "If you say so Victor." he moved to the bag and picked it up looking at the clothing in the bag 'His friends are going to make my life even worse.' he sighed nodding "Where do you want me to changed Victor?" he was hoping that he didn't want him to change there and then.

If only Victor could read minds, he would be even less amused than he already is. "Well, they are meant to sell what's in the store, so they're not going to say it's ugly or anything, even if it is." He's seen some pretty ugly things in store. He just smiles when James agrees to it. It makes him happy that he'll be wearing the clothes Victor bought. "Um....here is good." It's not like they didn't take baths together when they were young or anything. Though he wouldn't outright stare either. That would be a little too strange even for Victor.

James smiled weakly seeing Victor smile at least this was a good sign that he wasn't going to be in to much trouble. "I agree... then again he had bever been he had never been on a store so he was just working on what the other was saying and hoping for rhe best. "Victor can you please not leave me near your friends alone? T-they kind of scare me" he said it was more than that but he wasn't about to go into it, it was humiliating to him.

"H-here? C-can't I go change in my room or in your bathroom?" he asked looking at the floor he hoped he would be allowed but then again he knew his brother had never given him decency in the past so why would now be any different.

"Not to say some of them wouldn't know what looks good though..." Victor has met some very helpful people when he does shop. But there is, also, the other end of the spectrum which he tends to run into more. He just blinks at his brother, a bit surprised. "Why do they scare you?" He doesn't see why they should. They're just people so it shouldn't be a big deal or anything.

"What's the problem with changing here?" He tilts his head a bit. "I guess you could change in my bathroom..." He's willing to allow that as long as James comes back in the clothes he bought. "Long as you come back in those clothes."

James looked at him nodding to what he was saying though he didn't have an idea what the hell he was on about. "You realize this is all going over my head but I'll take your word for it." he stated though fidgited when he was asked why he was scared of Victor's friends "N-nevermind..." he whispered looking to the floor it would be easy to see he was unsettled by the whole idea. hearing the question he looked up quickly "Are you serious? We aren't six anymore we need our own space to change." he said as if it's obvious 'Is he playing dumb?' he wasn't sure as he only really spoke to his brother when he wanted and even then it was to be tormented, tortured, humiliated and/or degraded.

Hearing that he was allowed to go to the bathroom he headed there quickly not even waiting to here the only exception. Getting into the bathroom he closed the door and locked the door moving to sit in the bathtub. he really didn't want to wear the clothing, his clothes where ragged but at least they where male clothing "I guess it could be worse he could make me wear a dress to our birthday party like every other year... I swear everyone thinks he has a twin sister..." he sighed "Well everyone bar those friends..." he shook a little through the fear.

Victor shrugs a bit. "Well, not one piece of clothing looks good on everyone." And he doesn't trust the people that work in stores to know all of that, hell, he doesn't know all of it. He tilts his head a bit as his brother doesn't answer the question. "Alright then." But then again, is it really that important? He doesn't think so at least. He frowns a bit. "We;re brothers...it should be no big deal." That's how he sees it. Now, it would be different if they were unrelated.

He just shakes his head as the other pretty much darts off. After a moment or two, he kind of paws at the bathroom door. "You are going to put them on." It's half question, half orderish. And those dresses? He thought James looked good in them, cute. He never said that he thought it, but he does.

James listened to everything that was being said he just wished he never woke up that morning, if he hadn't he may not be listening to his brother prattle on about clothing. He didn't care about that kind of stuff it's not exactly like he got out so he was happy in his clothing, though he had to admit they where getting more than a little small for even his skinny frame. "Yes it is a big deal! We are older, we need personal space to do that kind of thing!" he yelled, he didn't care if it pissed off his brother or even made him upset. It was because of him, his friends started getting interested in him when he was younger and since then he tried to keep by himself all the time knowing he was less likely to be hurt or abused.

Hearing the half order he bit his lip but remained in his brothers bathtub "I will... I just never said when." he whispered his eyes clothing trying to keep from putting them on for as long as possible but he knew it would only be so long before his brother yelled at him ordering him to put the clothing on.

Victor only prattles because he finds it somewhat important. Clothes can improve a mood, and change what people think about a person. And rags will definitely make a person think less of the one in rags. He knows that much at least. And if you're going to pay money for clothes, might as well get clothes that look good. "Well, unless you're going commando it doesn't matter!" He does have a bit of a point there. He'd still be covered and all.

"You do know I can unlock the door from this side too, James. Then you'll have no choice on where you change into the clothing." He says a bit coldly. There's always a way to get in a door, and this door is one of those with a way to be opened from the outside built in.

James didn't know the bathroom could be opened form the other side and it worried him considering that he was laying in his clothing in the bathtub "Why would threaten to do that?" to him it was stupid as there was no way he could know he wasn't getting ready without spying. which made him paranoid enough to get out of the bath tub and undress quickly "I do not dress like that Victor! Not with your perverted friends coming around especially!" he growled forgetting who he was speaking to, she moved his hand into the bag and quickly changed feeling the little respect he had for himself leave as he looked at himself in the mirror "I look like a damn girl again!"

Victor is perfectly willing to let James change in the bathroom, but if he's going to take forever, he might have an audience at the same time. "Because I don't think you're actually even thinking of trying on the clothes." Which that thought annoys him a bit to say the least. He can't know for sure, but earlier James wasn't exactly willing so that's a clue. "Then it shouldn't matter where you change. And they're not perverted." At least not more perverted than the average guy, he thinks. Once James mentions that he looks like a girl again, the door wiggles a bit before he comes in. "But....you look cute." He says simply, before blushing, realizing that he said it out loud instead of just in his head.

James growled he knew that he would likely get hit or told to shut up and behave himself. "I changed." he said bitterly,he really didn't want to be in the clothing, it did fit him and the colors matched beautifully, however it was still clothing for a girl. "It matters to me, I don't have much and am not allowed much and I'm not allowing you to take away the one last thing I am entitled to as a human being and they are perverted!" he annoyed so forgot who he was talking to.

Seeing the door wiggle a bit natural instinct kicks in and he dashes behind the shower curtain so the other can't see him when he gets inside the bathroom. "Are you stupid or something? I'm a boy not a girl... I'm not meant to be cute." it came out before he could even stop it but when he realized that it had slipped out he covered his mouth. "I-I'm so sorry..." he knew he was going to be sorry for insulting his twin he just now wondered just how many punishments he would be receiving and for how long "I can take these things off now yes?"something told him he was going to be allowed but something worse was going to follow for the party just because he had voiced the last part.