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Desire is like jumping off a cilff...

A white one story, maybe two if you include the attic, three bedroom house set in a row next to homes that looked plainly the same. This was a neighborhood that had all houses looking as if they were cloned of one other, little more then placing pots of flowers to add some color or uniqueness was allowed. It was located close to the shopping district where you can find almost anything you need to buy, a place where you can just hang out; and a place where you can waste time at one of many Gaming stores. Most noticeably of all it was not to far off from the great Selhou Academy.

A high school that was only fit for the elite of the elite. The rich of the rich. The most beautiful or handsome people of the area. What caught the attention of most, where the female student body. Dressed in dark red, gray, and white. Girls really looked best in flared skirts, white socks folded exactly three times, dark red ribbons around their collar and also one behind them around their waist; and of course white...pure white blouses.

Ahem. Well back to the house motioned of before. It was an early Saturday morning, to be more precise it was 7:59 Am; to early for at least two of the household residents to be up and about. The father and one of his children were most likely still sleeping soundly, well another of his children was up. Slowly and still in the the aftermath of a deep slumber in just a large knee long T-Shirt, Alex made his way from his room and to the the only bathroom. Within the confines of the room, he looked at himself through slightly glazed eyes; he saw a violet eyed boy with bed head. His attention was directed more towards his hair as he scoffed at the disarray.

In ten minutes or so the boy had his dark hair under his control once more, wetting the locks, then brush and combing them did the job. Also he along the way he washed his face and teeth, but left out bathing for the time being. The male wished to do something before anyone else awoke to spoil his 'me' time. His next desertion was the attic which was only accessible through a trap door in the garage. Within that oddly cleaned storage room were many things. What had his fill attention was a chest filled with things of his mother and a full body mirrior.



Sometimes you just need a little push.

Sadness, Envy

When he was up there he always forgot about time, how many minutes passed? Five, ten, more? If you asked he wouldn't have had the faintest idea. He was to much into the things his father saved of his mother. Thinking back to what he has told of her, the pictures; and wishing he had gotten to know her. Even wishing that the unknown woman didn't have to go through the strain of giving birth to a 2nd child, him; but that desire passed quickly when something came into his sight. It was the Selhou Academy female uniform.

Holding it up with both hands and by the shoulders, he kept it at arm's length; looking the beautiful take over. Even if it was slightly out dated for the school, his father had kept it in great condition."Mom used to wear this...this beautiful thing..."His thoughts were laced with envy of his mother, of her childhood at that great school. Of the clothing she was able to wear. Turning it so the back faced his front, he moved himself before the full length mirror.

Being 5 '6 in height, his mother was the same height as he was at her age; so he would easily get into the dress. The thing is he wouldn't be able to fill it out as she once did, but it wasn't like he planned to wear the thing. No he just stood before the mirror with the dress against his body, just standing there and looking at himself; his gaze was somewhat longing."Why couldn't I be born a girl..."This question reached no one, his tone low and soft, slightly higher then most boys his age; never having deepen as most have.

Then he quickly span around as a voice reached his ears, his eyes wide by the time he sighted the culprit."Oh gods no, no, no, no, no."At that moment as violet eyes met violet, his mind blanked and filled with panic. His brother just freaking found him modeling their mother's dress, even if it wasn't really on him. Snapping out of his 'Deer in the Headlights' daze, the boy remembered he was just asked a question and that he still had the dress against him. Quickly lowing the dress, the boy did his best to talk his way out of this; even if he took to long to have just been surprised.

"I-I was justum-just making sure it was okay and I lost m-my-myself in thought."This was one of the few times he has had to lie to his brother and each time he was tongue tied. He disliked himself for hiding things from the slightly older male and the fact he was no good at it, didn't hope in the least. Then he took clearer notice of the grin that seemed glued to his face, which only made the blood rush to his cheeks and creep down his neck. James was to smart to fall for such a lie."Please...don't tell dad."Alex knew what he had to say next, his twin loved to tease him when he embarrassed himself and he could take that. Just that his father already thought them a little odd for being so close, this wouldn't help matters.

Fear and...Lust?

His twin had aways been and still is very protective, along with caring; brother. So taking a beating of a life time for his little brother was something he would gladly do...with a promise of all of Alex's Halloween candy. It made the boy wonder if his brother felt the sweets were worth the pain. Now after that he rarely did anything to call for the wrath of their father or others, but every time he did; his brother took notice. Then he simply drilled him about what he was hiding and blackmailed him. Doing his homework, being his call boy, sleeping with him when he wished; only lasted for a week or so.



His mind wasn't in the best state, he was anxious, confused; feeling somewhat cornered. Why wouldn't he feel this way? He was caught going against their household rules and worse yet, caught doing...Now James seemed to be teasing him about the whole matter, by making him return to the same task he was partaking in before he was exposed. To make things worse he couldn't pull his eyes away from the mirror, what was being reflected was to appealing. Here he was with his brother next to him and imagining himself as a girl. Why wasn't James saying anything? Why was he getting the time to come up with the thought....

From what it looked like, no one had been up there for a month or more; and that was the way he wanted to keep it. He never touched anything besides the chest, he always remembered where everything in the room was placed in case something was knocked over...and the tracks of misplaced dust...Well he had a set plan to deal with that as well, but he needed his brother out of the way. After the dress was placed neatly back into it's place and shutting the chest, he stood up to grab James's hand."I can deal with the rest, can you please wait outside or on the stairs?"

Even as he asked this question he tugged on his hand, leading him towards the attic ladder/stairs. If his brother listened the boy would release his grip and get to work. Moving to a stock of boxes right next to the chest, he carefully pulled out a box that was at the bottom; it was placed in such a way that the space it left didn't collapse into itself. It seemed the boxes over it were placed in a way that a bridge was formed. Further in behind the box was what seemed like dark empty space. Reaching into the void he pulled out a small black dust pen that held a good amount of dust.

Standing up he used his foot to push the box back into place, then he pulled the collar of his shirt over his nose. Lightly he begin to shake the pen side to side, over the side of the box he had touched, over the chest; and on the floor as he back tracked to the ladder/stairs. When he reached the stairs, he just hide the dust pen under a cloth covered table that was up there for who knows how many years. With that out of the way he started downward, wishing to just close up the thing and rush to the safety of Jame's room."Lets go."Alex said as he once more moved to take a hold of his brother's hand, it always worked to calm himself when in a ansty mood. Besides the slip up of giving into the urge of sleeping with James that night before, he knew how to cover his tracks.

Just as they were home free, the door to their father's room noisily opened; which made his heart jump."Yeah, really close. Glad you caught me or else..."Well they both had an idea of what may have happened, but they couldn't be sure of what their father will do now because of Alex's age. Also he was thankful James got to him as a early warning, but not the fact he caught him doing...that. Locking the door he moved to James's drawer to remove a pair of boxers and then to the closet."You know I didn't mean to avoid you like that, it's just that I thought it was time I stopped being so...uh-cuddly? Think that's what others call it."

As he pulled out a large white T-Shirt, much like his own; the boy started to undress himself; dust floating into the air as he threw his old shirt down. Standing now bare and with his back to James, he went on."It's just that I get antsy when I try not to touch you when your near and when I'm antsy I WANT to touch you. So I kinda, sorta, started to avoid you when I could..."Stepping into the boxers, he sighed as he finally turned to look at his brother. His skin looked smooth and healthy, his chest hairless, and his stomach flat; not a spot of fat on the boy. Not a spot of hair anywhere but his head, the boy opening used hair removel on himself.

"I just didn't want to cause any problems for you since we're both never really...with our girl friend track record and all..."Alex didn't know how to say what he was feeling, he didn't know how to phase something that made so much sense to him before; but seemed so foolish now. Closing his eyes he tried to gather his thoughts, starting to pull the shirt up over his form.

"I know...but..."The fact was they were let off because they were twins, the fact that most people thought they felt as thou they were one; but it wasn't going to last. It would just make life harder for them as they got older, as they came face to face with the less...understanding messes. If he could at least hold out till the end of the school year, it wouldn't be so hard to do the same for the rest of his life....or so he hopes.

"Funny."The boy said as he waved off James's words as just a joke, moving towards the bed his brother was resting on. Letting himself fall face first into the sheets, the boy turned to the side to look at his mirror image."You know, YOU would look lovely in a dress as well."Alex teased him; doing his best to joke his way out of this subject. If this kept on the boy would end up doing something that may just make matters wose.