"Hanako Hitachiin?"

"Nope, wrong girl, sorry," I didn't even look up from the sketch book that was pressed against my lap while I leaned against my apartment door.

"Isn't this her apartment?"

"Maybe, maybe not," I mused to myself while I dabbed the thin brush against the paper of my sketch book.

"Listen, we're here to see Hanako-"

"Hikaru, her hair," Another voice murmurs while the voices became silent. Curious I looked up to find a pair of identical red headed twins staring at me silently.

"Can I help you two?"

"You're Hanako."

"Genetically, yes," I stood, pulling my bag up with me as I turned and started to walk the opposite way from the odd males who were staring at me as if I was Godzilla or something.

"Where are you going?"

I paused for a moment before a small smiles tugs at my lips. "Someone obviously loves watching The Shining way to much," I continued to walk down the path before I walked down the stairs and onto the second floor of my apartment building.

"We're your cousins!"

I stopped dead in my tracks  and turned around with raised eye brows while the twins continued to stare at me in. . . awe? "I'll need a DNA test for that sweet hearts. Plus, if you two were my cousins I would know who you are, I know nothing. Thus equalling that you're not my cousins, plus I have no living relatives," I shrugged. "So sorry to destroy whatever plan you two had, but I gotta run."

"No, look," One twin says while the other holds up a picture.

"This is you and your dad, right?" The other twin says while I, just to muse them, took the picture and stared at it - only to have a huge wave of shock hit me.

"And that's us," A finger taps two twin boys who were standing on both sides of me.

"And that's our mother, your brothers sister," Another finger tapped the picture while I frowned and examined in the picture.

"You guys have amazing photo shop skills," I complimented while I eyed the picture, trying to find any faults. "I'm amaze there isn't any mistakes too! Good job boys," I smiled before I passed the picture back and walked away.

"WAIT!"

"YOUR DAD CAN TELL YOU THE TRUTH!"

"HE'LL KNOW WE'RE NOT LYING!"

"My dad is dead," I yelled at the sky, hoping they'd hear me and leave me alone. I get to my bus stop, just as the bus opened it's doors and got on. I glanced outside to see the two twins hurrying after me and I looked at the bus driver. "Those two boys are stalking me. Please don't let them onto the bus," The bus driver nods and closed the doors just as they arrived and drove off while I plopped down on a seat.

Closing my sketch book I pushed it into my bag before I pulled out my iPod and pressed play with the head phones over my ears.

Not before long I was tying the ribbons around my waist and smoothing out my apron while I planted myself behind the Bread Top counter and I started to serve a lot of customers. Well, until I found myself sandwiched between two people and carried out of the shop while my work colleagues stared after us with wide eyes.

I was dropped onto my feet and I slowly turned and glared at the two twins before, only to stop at the sight of the woman who stood behind them, staring at me.

"My, you have grown into such a beautiful woman," She says to herself while she stares at me, smiling.

"Listen lady, you need to call the cops because these two twins from The Shining kidnapped me-"

"Boys, I told you not to do anything that will scare her. She does not know who she is-"

"Oh boy, you're one of them," I muttered in annoyance.

"Here, this will change your mind," Hesitantly I reached forward and took the file from the woman and then opened it, finding a birth record of a Miss Hanako Hitachiin.

"Yeah, I don't - oh boy," I stared at the picture of the kid, with the same birthmark as me. 

"See! You're a little~"

"~Cousin! You're dad~" A twin turns the file to show me my father's name.

"~Is our uncle," The other ended, pointing at my fathers name with a picture of him, the exact same birth mark on the same spot on his neck.

"I-I. . .I need to. . .Bye." I turned and ran off, not even going to risk speaking at the moment while I clutched the file to my chest. Time for me to Google my father to make sure these guys aren't serial killers, slowly hunting me down to kill me and harvest my organs.

I really should have just forgotten about it, because soon i'll find myself in a world of adventure.