Hi! I'm a new writer and this is my first story, I hope you will enjoy the story! :) I will try to update as soon as I can, since its my school holidays now :) I don't own any of the characters in the story!

Summary: It was all a mistake, something that should not have happened, but it did. Rin knew ever since that happened, things will never be as innocent and carefree as before. She was the only one who knew this sercet until one faithful day...

~Rin's POV~

Ever since that day, I knew, things will never be the same between us ever again...It was all a mistake, something that should not have happen, something that could have been prevented, but still, I had allowed it to happen. The moment, I wasn't thinking, I could only think of HIM and what HE was doing to me.

I couldn't help but let myself be lost in the pleasure he was giving me, the way his hands roamed up and down my sensitive body, the way he was nipping and sucking at my neck, leaving marks here and there...It had felt as if all my troubles were gone with just merely HIS touch.

I could still remember the moans of pleasure we shared that faithful night, how he pounded into me, to feel the pleasure run up my spine and the hot liquid he couldn't hold back anymore released into me, hitting the deepest part it could if I knew this would have happened, I might have put up more of a fight, not letting him getting the better of me, controlling me, as though I was his puppet, and got into this situation I was in now...

Now, I am living in a more secluded area, far from the city, where it is quiet and peaceful. I currently live in a rented apartment, not exactly a very big one but is just comfortable and homey as my old home, where I used to live with HIM. I stared at my mischievous little four years old girl, as she played and toyed around with a new toy train I bought for her. She had my wavy blond hair and shining blue eyes but had HIS personality, cheeky and curious but timid and weak, always needing her twin brother's protection.

Speaking of him, he looked exactly like his little sister, just like how I looked exactly like their father. But the difference was, he had my personality, strong willed and always ready to protect his sister from danger but also always ready to tease her whenever he had the chance. The way they play and interacted with each other always reminded me of how I always protected the kindhearted father of our twins and the times when we laughed and played together, when everything was still so innocent.

I had remembered once, when the twins had came home from preschool and asked a question that I had always wished that I didn't need to answer but from the back of my mind, I always knew that they would ask one day.

"Mommy, at school, we saw that a lot of children each had with them a mommy and a another man. In school, we were taught that each children would have a mommy and a daddy. We have a mommy but why don't we have a 'daddy'? " Rinny and Lenny both asked in unison and innocent voices.

I was left speechless and felt my heart shatter by their question and had felt this sudden urge to hold them tight and apologise over and over again that they might not see their "daddy" because of what had happened in the past...The twins seemed to have realised that I was feeling disturbed by the question because they suddenly apologise profusely and said that I didn't need to answer their questions anymore.

I pulled them close for a tight hug and let my all my tears fall and said sorry repeatedly to them, even if the do not know the reason, I felt heartbroken that the twins couldn't have a "daddy" like a any normal child. Ever since that day, they learned to avoid that topic as they knew that I was uncomfortable with it. I tried to do whatever I could as a mom and spend as much time as I could with them but I could tell, it was just different without a "father figure" in the family.

We had continued with this routine until one day, Rinny came back with tear strained cheeks and a injured Lenny. I had tried to asked what happened but Rinny wouldn't stop sobbing and Lenny just kept his mouth shut, refusing to tell me anything. I decided to let it off the hook for once and tend to Lenny's wounds.

But the next day, the same scenario greeted me, only that Lenny has much more wounds then the previous day and the rubber band I used to tie his hair into a small ponytail was gone. His hair was caked with dirt and was in a mess and this time, even Rinny got a few bruises here and there.

I felt anger rushed through me and after I tended their injuries and washed them up, I demanded in a strict tone " You two better tell me what's going on in school RIGHT NOW."

I saw them fliched at the tone of my voice and had wanted to hold them and comfort them, but I was set on making them spit out whatever happened at school.

Finally, after a few whimpers from Rinny, Lenny spoke up in a ashamed tone "We got into a fight."

"Why?" I asked coolly.

"Because they insulted and made Rinny cry!" He cried, agaited.

"What insults did they say?" I asked after a while.

What I heard next, had left my tongue struck in my throat and feeling my heart break at the single sentence Lenny had muttered.

" They picked on us and called us weird cause we didn't have a 'Daddy'."

I pulled them into a tight embrace and apologise to them for the tone I used and that I was the cause that had made this happen.

I transfer them to another school where they could start anew and the day I transfer them, I had a talk to the principal of the school. She was a kind and caring lady who understood my situation and promised to look after the twins for me. Her name was Kamui Luka, she was married to a guy called Gakupo, he seemed really nice, but for some unknown reason, he reminded me of a samurai.

Everytime I fetched the twins from school, I would always check with Luka on how they were doing, and according to the pink-haired principal, they were doing fine in school and this had let me felt relieved that they were taking their new environment well. Their new school was slightly farther than the previous one from our home and we had to take a bus home and this always seemed to make the twins excited.

When we reached home, I had felt something was slightly different compard to usual, then I realised, there was two pairs of shoes at our doorsteps along with another pair that belonged to the lady who rented me this aparment. One of the pairs of shoes was slightly bigger than the second pair and based on the designs, both of them belonged to guys. The second pair of shoes seemed somewhat familar but I just couldn't remember the owner of those brown leather shoes. I opened the door and the sight that greeted me made my eyes widen...

Hehe, my first chapter done! What do you think of it? :) Review and tell me, but please no harsh comments and flames, ok? Thanks for reading and I'll try my best to up date so soon as I can :)