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History / Biography: Though the boys were not literally born joined at the hip, they were inseparable until the age of nine. Anywhere Sakon went, Ukon tried to follow. He did a terrible job most of the time, having been born with a valvular defect in his heart that made him constantly tired. He ran out of energy quickly and often passed out as a boy. Stairs were even difficult when he was very young and he was left to crawl behind Sakon. In turn, however, whenever Ukon had to take a visit to the doctors Sakon would always go and hold hands for comfort. He was afraid his big brother would just disappear on him or turn to ash with a strong blow of the wind. They loved each other and were the best of friends.

Then, as the two got older, Ukon made more and more frequent visits to the ER and had more and more appointments with his doctor. There were more complications with his heart than the defect he had been born with, but within a few years they either went away or were fixed. Surgery. It did everything! Though he would never be free to run a marathon without having major heart surgery, Ukon was given the gift of living a comfortable life. By eleven-years old he was attending day school and making friends, leaving his brother behind. Sakon started to have outbreaks of rage around that time. Those kids were taking away his beloved brother! When he pitched a fit on the playground, their parents thought it was only a phase.

The twins continued through public school together until the eighth grade when Ukon contracted the flu. He could hardly move and began to fall behind in school. Even after he was cured of the disease he was left feeling broken. The family hired a tutor to take care of his education as he refused to leave the house in such a state. Sakon complained, tried to get him to go back to class with him, but the elder brother wasn’t budging. Hatred on his face, Sakon continued through normal school until he graduated two years ahead of his twin. Ukon said he didn’t care, he insisted it was great that Sakon was getting ahead in life, but neither really believed it. One was jealous, the other still sore from being forced into the real world. Why should it be that Ukon got to live a life of fantasy, mother waiting on him hand and foot while father worked his ass off to supplement the costs? And yet, why was Ukon the one that had to be sick in the first place? Couldn’t it have been someone else?

It would never be someone else. It would always be Ukon. And Sakon would always be the sibling cared about last. When he got sick “Aniki” was the only one that really noticed and he, sometimes even being ill himself, took care of his brother. They would always be a pair no matter the friends they made or the amount of times they were dragged to jail. On the occasion they committed acts of shoplifting, Sakon often was ticketed for speeding, and Ukon had once been taken in for drug use—he was left off easy because of his “condition.” Sakon had to be bailed out. Growing up was fun, they had good laughs, and now it was time to be an adult.