"Mino please get up, we've already missed two more days of school and it's almost eleven a.m., class started four hours ago." Hiroyuki was trying to wake his brother up.
The sleepy brother turned away from his twin and groaned, "I don't wanna be in the same room as demons."
"Fine, I'll go to class alone," Hiroyuki knew how much Minori hated him leaving without him. This made the still-in-bed boy falter a bit. Did he really want to stay in bed and let his angel of a brother into a school of evil?
"And, I'll eat all of the cinnamon rolls I made all by myself."
Minori got out of bed immediately and went into their bathroom.
If there was one food that Minori had to eat for the rest of his life on earth, it had to be Hiroyuki's cinnamon rolls. When he first made them without their mother's help, he lost his mind and refused to eat anything but them for a week.
Of course, Minori got sick and had to deal with sugar consequences. But it was absolutely worth it, and I'd do it again. Is what he said.
Hiroyuki chuckled and looked at himself in the full body mirror. When he opened the door the day before, he expected it to be the large amount of cooking and baking supplies that he had ordered, turns out they had to get the school uniform first.
But the supplies came right after he hung up the few school outfits. They'd be able to cook for at least a month. Or a week depending on how much the boys ate.
Minori came out the bedroom with a loose shirt and a messed up tie. Hiroyuki sighed, "c'mere, let me fix your shirt."
While they were twins, Hiroyuki was almost thirty minutes older, which almost made Minori born on a whole different day. But thankfully he was able to zoom out of his mother's womb two minutes before that happened.
Hiroyuki didn't try to make himself seem like an older brother, it was just natural for him during certain situations to act like this. In fact, most people think he's younger.
Gabriel had this overly worried personality that came from their mom growing up. He always feared that something would happen to the mindless Angelo and he'd be in New Mexico talking to Native Americans.
"There, now you don't look like you've been chased by a brown bear." Hiroyuki smiled.
Gabriel rolled his eyes and looked around to see two fully packed backpacks against the wall.
"I wanted to be ready... Don't judge me. Let's go."
The boys locked their rooms and right before they entered the elevator Gabriel stopped him.
"We smell heavily like angels and our auras are way to bright."
"Snickerdoodles you're right."
To hide their actual identities from the entire world, the twins had to do a few things; first of which is hiding their smell and aura.
If there were going to be animal shifters and vampires, their smell would have to be hidden, some probably could've smelled them from the second they left their dorm room. Thankfully their room was scent-proof. But smelling like angels with a hint of witch would be quite the attention grabber.
Hiding an aura was just about the same thing as your scent, but it's more likely species to notice it rather than your smell. You can have an aura that's weak, or one that feels like someone punched you in the face.
The last common thing they did was use different names. While Hiroyuki's name is also Angelo, and Minori's name is also Gabriel, in front of people who weren't their mom or Mr. Taylors, they used the names that their father had given them.
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Angels with Vices
Teen FictionTwo very angelic boys get sent to a supernatural school where they find secrets, demons, and lots of drama. i'm not good at writing synopses, cut me some slack