Ryo woke up early that morning in his bed, sweaty and wet. It felt like he had peed his pants so he sat up, looking down under the covers. He found something that was defiantly not urine. Looking over to his sleeping brother in the bed across the room, the memories of last night's dream rushed back to him.

Slick, sweaty bodies moving in time to each other. Soft, gentle touches. Musical gasps and moans. Two identical faces locked together.

Ryo gasped, jumping up from his bed and gathering all his sheets to run from the room. He threw them into the wash along with his night bottoms before getting into the bath. He wasn't sure what to think after that.

He was only 14, and they were just hitting puberty. Something like this surely wouldn't be uncommon, but the fact that it had been his own twin brother in the dream was unnerving. Could he be attracted to Kyo? Or maybe he was just conceited?

What ever it was, Ryo was going to forget it. Surely it would just go away. If only he knew as he climbed out of the bath that things were only going to get awkward after that.