Cameras flash. Reporters surround the limo and I sigh.

"Prime Minister Ishimaru, be prepared. We're about to go in." The man sitting across from me pushes us his glasses, his ice blue eyes flash against the glass.

"I'm not prime minister yet." I sigh again, straightening the tie around my neck.

"I know, Ishimaru." he replies as I click open the door of the car.

"Let's go."

The showdown begins.

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My name is Kiyotaka Ishimaru and I am currently twenty-six years old. I was born on January 1st, 1990 to my parents, Takaaki and Rin. I am also currently running to be the Prime Minister of Japan.

Today was to be conference for the results of the poll. My goal to rebuild the Ishimaru name was to hopefully start today.

The press was buzzing all around, snapping photos of me and a member of the representatives every second of the way to the press conference room.

The man walking behind me is my number two, my second-in-command and a friend of mine, Byakuya Togami, head of the Togami cooperation.

"Byakuya-sama! Ishimaru-san!" A woman squeaks behind us as we heard a thud to the ground.

Togami growled in annoyance, straightening his glasses as he turned to the woman on the floor.

"Fukawa, how many times have I told you to be here on time?!" He shouts as the woman fidgets for her own glasses and sets them on her nose.

This woman is Touko Fukawa, my secretary and more importantly, Togami's fiancé. Even though he doesn't seem like it, they've been nagged since they were children and grew up together. Since Togami works with me, Miss Fukawa decided to tag along as the secretary.

"We're all prepared for the press conference and also-!" Fukawa heads me a note, "It's from Miss Sun."

"Ah, yes. Thank you, Fukawa-san." I said as I took the note from here.

It's about my plans for later that night. It's for the pre-wedding party.

Miss Sun Tachibana is my wife-to-be. Her father and my father are close friends so, we practically grew up together. She had always been in love with me. The plan was flawless: become Prime Minister, repair the Ishimaru family name, marry a nice girl and raise a family. It's what I was taught to do my whole life.

However, there is one slight problem:

I do not love Miss Sun. I don't think I ever have.

In fact, I don't think I ever have been 'in love' before.

What good does love do anyway? Love never did anything well for the Ishimaru family. Love only destroys. Therefore, I won't need this in order to achieve what I want.

"Ishimaru-san, we're ready to begin." A security guard tells me as I breathe in.

"Are you ready, Ishimaru?" Togami straightens his glasses and I chuckle.

"Ready as I'll ever be." And the double doors open, releasing thousands of shouting reporters and the flashes of cameras and TV broadcasters.

Let the show begin.

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I groan, stretching my arms, getting into the limo with Togami and Fukawa behind me.

"I don't think I've ever been this tired before in my life..." I yawn.

"Ishimaru-san, you can't sleep yet! You have to go to the pre-wedding party!" Fukawa shouts and I groan.

I hate being this childish but, I was too exhausted to respond properly. I can't exactly blow off Miss Sun and my family so, I sit up, straightening my tie and decided to deal with it.

"Alright. Take me to the party."

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The pre-wedding party was quite festive, given how my family is. Although...

"FUCK YEAH! THIS IS GREAT, KIYO! YOUR GIRL KNOWS HOW TO THROW DOWN!" a loud yell erupts behind me and I sigh, sipping a little of the champagne in my hand.

"Ishida-nii, shouldn't you sit down-"

"FUCK NO! Seriously, Kiyo. You've gotta stop havin' such a stick up your ass and learn how ta let loose every once in awhile!" his red eyes were flaming, contrasting against his white hair.

Ishida is my twin brother but, I was born first, making me the older twin. We were born identical twins but, Ishida had proven himself to our parents that he is not exactly... Prime Minister material. Ishida was always the troublemaker compared to me. While I was studying, he was out partying with junkies. While I was getting fit to take over the family business, he was going out and dying his hair to a stark white. However, my brother is still my brother. I respect every decision he makes for himself, even when I don't agree with them.

"Kiyo-chan!" a certain giggle drew me away from Ishida and I met a pair of blue irises.

Sun Tachibana.

She smiles at me, extending a hand out to me, "Come. Dance with me!"

"W-What? Oh no... I couldn't- AH!" I'm shoved from behind into her.

"I'll take care of your drink, Kiyo!" Ishida chuckles, taking the glass from me as Miss Sun drags me into the midst of people dancing on the dancefloor.

"Come on, Kiyo-chan!" her red hair flows with every step she takes and I try my best to keep up with her.

"I'm trying, Miss Sun. I am!" I shout, almost laughing as I move awkwardly to the music.

"Kiyo-chan, how many times have I told you to just call me Sun?" she giggles again,

"O-Of course... Sun-san." I smile at her and she sighs.

"Close enough." she giggles, pulling me closer into the chaos of the dancefloor.

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I ended up on the balcony of the building somehow, half-filled glass of champagne in hand and still gulping it down.

I hate being at events like this, even if they are arranged for me. I don't do well in a crowd of people unless it's for political reasons. And Miss Sun? I groan in annoyance, trying to get my mind off the party and of the horrid ideas of the wedding in general. I close my eyes and try to think of a better place to be right now and I opened them.

I was still on the balcony however, I did feel a little different. It was then that I came across him.

Sharp, lavender eyes landed on the fiery red of my own. His skin was tanned to an extreme extent compared to mine that was practically as pale as a ghost. His hair was probably one of the most ridiculous things I've ever seen in my life though. A blonde pompadour sticking out of a mass of black hair. He looked like a delinquent, someone I would normally despise on all levels. But, for some reason...

I couldn't take my eyes off him.

"Oi, Earth to Kiyo!" my brother shouts from behind me and I realize that he's been waving his hand in my face for several minutes now.

"I'm sorry, Ishida-nii..." I wipe my eyes and look over the balcony again.

The man with lavender eyes was gone.

"You lookin' for someone, Kiyo?" Ishida tries to look where I was searching and seemed to be rather confused.

"No. It's nothing, Ishida-nii. I'm probably just seeing things from the mixture of alcohol and exhaustion." I laugh and it also made him laugh as well, meaning that I managed to convince him.

That man was probably a hallucination anyway.

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"Mondo? Mondo~?" she tries to grab my attention and I phase out of whatever trance I was in.

"Sorry... Were ya sayin' somethin'?" I ask and the girl sighs.

"You were distracted..." she stands up, "Thanks for dinner but, I don't think this'll work out."

"Oh... Sure. Sorry for wastin' your time." I grab my jacket, seeing her flick a smile.

"Call me again if you wanna hook up though." she chuckles, walking out of the restaurant.

"Damn... And she was really hot too." I sigh and grab at my phone, flipping it open and seeing several missed calls.

Daiya.

"Fuck..." I groan, paying the check, "I am so screwed..."

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"Kiyo? Hey, Kiyo~?" Ishida was waving his hand in front of my face.

"Oh, I apologize, Ishida-nii." I rub at my forehead, feeling the migraine forming.

"Drank too much last night, I see... So rebellious, big brother~!" he chuckles as I grab the advil and the water from him, "So, who'd you meet?"

"I don't understand the context of whatever you just said."

"Don't play dumb, Kiyo. 'm your twin. I know you better than anyone and I know that you get shitfaced drunk when you see someone hot."

"I do not-"

"Come on, Kiyo! It's not like 'm gonna tell the tabloids. Talk ta me. Big brother Ishida is listening."

"But, you are the younger twin-"

"Not the point, Kiyo!" Ishida yells, sighing, "Now, talk ta me, bro."

I sigh, trying to remember why I was thinking so hard. Oh yes. I remember now.

That man that I saw at the party. The one with tan skin and lavender eyes. He seemed to be a foreigner, now that I recall it. I was quite surprised that I saw someone like him at all. Was he a delinquent, just released from prison? Or perhaps... Is he an American spy?

"You're thinking too hard, Kiyo." Ishida chuckles, "He must be really cute."

"We don't talk about that, Ishida-nii!" I shout.

"Dude, bro, you've got to stop denying it. If 'm gay, you're probably gay too. It's part of the twin curse."

"Ishida-nii, that's off topic."

"Look, the point is that I've seen the way you've looked at Sun and Kiyo, I know for a fact that you don't like her. You won't be happy if ya marry her." Ishida gives me a look of concern and I stare at the ground.

"It doesn't matter if I'm happy, Ishida-nii... The one thing I need to do is to succeed at all costs. My goal to re-establish the Ishimaru name to its former glory. Nothing else is more important to me." I stand up, "Thank you for your concern but, I'm afraid that this discussion is over. I have to get back to the office and find Togami if I want to be at my inauguration early."

Ishida gives me a look and he sighs, "Hear me brother when I say that you're gonna find someone and then, your ambitions will be torn apart."

"And perhaps by then, you'll let go of being such a disobedient child." I shout and his eyebrowed furrowed into an angered expression.

"And maybe you'll stop being such an egotistical goodie-two-shoes asshole!" Ishida screams.

"Language, Ishida-nii!"

"Like you fucking care! Asshole golden boy, that's what you are. Had to kiss up to Mom and Dad like the good son like you always were, even if it costed your brother everything! Even now, you only listen ta Mom and Dad. Why don't you think for yourself?!"

At this point, I was stumped. Think for myself? Whatever does he mean by that?

"Fuck this. I'm going to a bar or somethin'. Don't fucking try ta call. I won't pick up." Ishida grabbed his jacket and a set of car keys as he slammed the door of the apartment, signaling that he had left.

I groan, feeling more agitated than before and combined with the headache I was still feeling, I couldn't get my thoughts straight.

No! Get ahold of yourself! You're Kiyotaka Ishimaru and you've come too far to back out now because of some silly altercation with your brother! I nod, determined now to go to the conference with no consequences.

I am Kiyotaka Ishimaru and I will stop at nothing to bring back the glory of the Ishimaru name. That is my purpose in life. Nothing more and nothing less.

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Swimming is something that calms me down. Although, sometimes I can do without the naked old dudes at the pools.

Inside a particular pool, I was relaxing, feeling the water calming the muscles in my body. Too much heavy lifting was the culprit. I completely blame Daiya though. Picking up the furniture would be fun, he said. It would be easy, he said.

Fucking Daiya. Sometimes, he makes me wonder why I still do this.

A carpenter. A fucking carpenter.

Oh well. It's not like it's the real job. This is only the cover-up to the real deal. The one reason that I'm still breathing.

Ride.

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The name's Mondo Oowada and I'm twenty-six years old, born on January 1st, 1990. Drunk, asshole father and mother who vanished at fourteen without a trace. One older brother to look after him in the small town of Berlin. I'm nobody special, just a normal carpenter working inside my older brother's store. Or...

At least that's what on the surface.

"Mondo!" I heard my name be shouted as I entire the store and was greeted by the bell.

"Yeah, yeah... 'M back, Daiya. No need ta get your boxers in a twist." I chuckle, seeing him fashioning a key.

"And your pronunciation is still terrible." Daiya remarks.

"Well, sorry for not bein' able ta speak German completely right!" I shout in respond and he laughs.

Daiya is my older brother by three years, making him twenty-nine. The guy's a genius. He fashions keys, is able to get access codes and be able to break inside locks and the bike- Oh, the bike- is the greatest. On top of all that, he's the leader of the notorious bike gang in town, known as the Crazy Diamonds. I was second-in-command but, they know who to respect.

The gang and he are my only family left.

"So, were you having a girl over?" Daiya asks and I nod.

"Yeah... But, she wasn't much. Dumped me 'n the restaurant ten minutes alone." I groan, landing on the swivel chair next to him.

"Sorry, bro. I guess she just wasn't the one." Daiya walks off into the back and I groan again.

Who fucking gives a shit about romance anyway? All I need is my bro, my gang and a good fuck every once in awhile to survive. Why am I so pissed anyway?

And then, it suddenly hit me. How could I forget? The reason that she left me there was because I was staring at him.

Eyes the color of fire itself, bursting with heat. I was staring into those eyes and he was staring back at me. He didn't seem like much. Black hair, white tux and skin that looked way too pale to be considered healthy. I liked him and at the same time, I felt aggravated. He seemed bothered by something, I don't know what but, I could feel it. I could feel it.

"Earth to Mondo. Wake up, baby." I heard Daiya calling out to me as I felt a pin stab into my arm.

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, DAIYA!" I screamed and my brother burst out into a hearty laughter.

"Stop daydreaming, Mondo and I'll stop!" he continued to laugh and I scowl at him.

I love him but, sometimes, I want to fucking punch him.

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Here we go. The big day has arrived. The day I am to be married. I was completely prepared for the event.

Or, so I thought.

It was the middle of the ceremony. Ishida was still cross with me and frankly, I wasn't in the mood to deal with him right now so, I ignored him for the time being. I will rekindle my relationship with him when all this annoyance was over. It was a small gathering with our families and some of my campaign managers.

"Are you almost ready, Ishimaru?" Byakuya straightens the tie on my suit.

"I could've done that, Togami." I say.

"You're avoiding the question, Ishimaru." Byakuya finishes with the tie and inspects the outfit one more time, "Good. Now, just stop messing with the tie,"

"Yes, I am ready." I answer as he begins to walk back to the set of chairs in the area.

As the music began to play, I heard her footsteps down the aisle. I will admit that she is indeed a beautiful woman, especially with that dress on. However, none of that matters to me really. In a matter of moments, she was suddenly next to me, smiling brightly. A woman always looked her best on her wedding day.

It seemed like nothing was going to go wrong. We faced each other and then to the gathering amongst us.

It was then when everything would spiral down.

That man from before, with the tan skin and the eyes of lavender and violet. His ridiculous pompadour had been softened down to wet clumps of black and dyed hair. To top all that off, he was naked. And he was very good-looking. I looked down over his muscular figure and I slowly began to regret doing that with his nude form present.

"The fuck are you doing?" he asks.

His voice was deep, concerned. I felt my breath begin to quicken.

"You don't want to marry this girl." he says.

My eyes widened and Sun grips at the sleeve of my white tux, "Kiyo? What are you looking at?"

He words were bouncing in my head and I began to see the room swirl around me. I felt my body go against gravity, losing the feeling in my legs as I collapsed onto the ground, hearing the screams of certain people around us.

"Someone, call an ambulance!" I heard Togami shout as the world began to dark around me.

And all I could see was darkness.