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"You're on in five, got it?"

All four men nodded. They were huddled near the door, dressed in their performing attire, and preparing themselves for the show.

"Are you ready Bill?" One of the men asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine Tom, thanks."

"You look more nervous than usual."

Bill smiled at his twin brother. Tom was always so caring and constantly concerned for him. Bill was felt so blessed.

"We might as well make our way for the stage guys," Georg mumbled.

"Let's give the kiddies a show worth paying for!" Gustav called out, already dashing down the hall.

"Don't we always?" Bill and Tom asked, grinning.

Bill loved being on stage and out there in front of hundreds of people. It's all he has dreamed of ever doing. When he was out there he was full of energy, so full of life. Making music and performing with his best friends and brother was all that he could ever ask for in life.

For their opening song Tokio Hotel played Noise. Bill looked over at his brother as he sang his heart out. He knew how much Tom loved the song. It was Tom's favorite. Bill loved seeing that smile on Tom's face, the smile that Bill had been around all his life. He also loved the twinkle in his brother's eye when he performed Noise. Tom was happy, and it was obvious. Bill could not only see it but he could feel it, all thanks to the twin telepathy he had with his brother. He could feel the same heart pounding in his chest, he could experience the same high, while Bill and Tom were ultimately two bodies, they were the same person.

Bill watched Tom and Georg play in front of each other, jamming like they always did, making the fans go wild, screaming out the last word of the song, "Noise!"

After the show the guys loaded themselves into the tour bus, all buzzing with the leftover excitement caused by the show.

"That was fun!" Gustav said, rubbing his hands together and jumping up and down, trying to release what was left of his energy.

"You were an animal out there Drummer G," Georg teased.

Bill sat down at a table and listened to the band's chatter, keeping his gaze on his twin brother the whole time. Tom was still sweaty. Bill watched a drop of sweat make it's way down from Tom's forehead to his chin and down his neck. Was it so weird that Bill wanted to lick up that little drop of perspiration?

"You were great Bill," Tom said, sitting down next to his younger twin. "I guess I was just worrying too much before the show when I said you looked really nervous."

"Yeah," Bill mumbled. He looked away from Tom for a quick moment and then looked back. He was debating whether he should compliment Tom on how he looked. Finally, he just went for it. "Tom, you looked really good tonight. Like, really, really handsome."

Tom smiled and gently punched Bill in the arm. "What are you talking about? That's the way I always look, silly!"

Bill blushed.

"Get a room!" Gustav called out, laughing. Georg joined in on the laughter.

"And just what do you mean by that!?" Bill yelled.

"Chill man, G was just teasing. He didn't mean anything by it," Georg cooed, a sad look in his eye.

"Yeah Bill. You know Gustav has a sick humor. Why did you get so defensive like that?" Tom asked, wrapping one arm around his little brother and looking at him, concerned.

"I… I don't know…" Bill looked down at his feet, embarrassed for busting out like that. "I don't know why…"

"Maybe you should go to bed," Tom suggested. "You look tired and you're getting a little cranky. Sleep will do you good."

Bill nodded lazily. "Yeah. Yeah I guess you're right. I should go to bed." Standing up, he waved to his band mates and wished them good night.

What's got into me? Bill wondered as he settled down on his bed.

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"You're on in five, got it?"

All four men nodded. They were huddled near the door, dressed in their performing attire, and preparing themselves for the show.

"Are you ready Bill?" One of the men asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine Tom, thanks."

"You look more nervous than usual."

Bill smiled at his twin brother. Tom was always so caring and constantly concerned for him. Bill was felt so blessed.

"We might as well make our way for the stage guys," Georg mumbled.

"Let's give the kiddies a show worth paying for!" Gustav called out, already dashing down the hall.

"Don't we always?" Bill and Tom asked, grinning.

Bill loved being on stage and out there in front of hundreds of people. It's all he has dreamed of ever doing. When he was out there he was full of energy, so full of life. Making music and performing with his best friends and brother was all that he could ever ask for in life.

For their opening song Tokio Hotel played Noise. Bill looked over at his brother as he sang his heart out. He knew how much Tom loved the song. It was Tom's favorite. Bill loved seeing that smile on Tom's face, the smile that Bill had been around all his life. He also loved the twinkle in his brother's eye when he performed Noise. Tom was happy, and it was obvious. Bill could not only see it but he could feel it, all thanks to the twin telepathy he had with his brother. He could feel the same heart pounding in his chest, he could experience the same high, while Bill and Tom were ultimately two bodies, they were the same person.

Bill watched Tom and Georg play in front of each other, jamming like they always did, making the fans go wild, screaming out the last word of the song, "Noise!"

After the show the guys loaded themselves into the tour bus, all buzzing with the leftover excitement caused by the show.

"That was fun!" Gustav said, rubbing his hands together and jumping up and down, trying to release what was left of his energy.

"You were an animal out there Drummer G," Georg teased.

Bill sat down at a table and listened to the band's chatter, keeping his gaze on his twin brother the whole time. Tom was still sweaty. Bill watched a drop of sweat make it's way down from Tom's forehead to his chin and down his neck. Was it so weird that Bill wanted to lick up that little drop of perspiration?

"You were great Bill," Tom said, sitting down next to his younger twin. "I guess I was just worrying too much before the show when I said you looked really nervous."

"Yeah," Bill mumbled. He looked away from Tom for a quick moment and then looked back. He was debating whether he should compliment Tom on how he looked. Finally, he just went for it. "Tom, you looked really good tonight. Like, really, really handsome."

Tom smiled and gently punched Bill in the arm. "What are you talking about? That's the way I always look, silly!"

Bill blushed.

"Get a room!" Gustav called out, laughing. Georg joined in on the laughter.

"And just what do you mean by that!?" Bill yelled.

"Chill man, G was just teasing. He didn't mean anything by it," Georg cooed, a sad look in his eye.

"Yeah Bill. You know Gustav has a sick humor. Why did you get so defensive like that?" Tom asked, wrapping one arm around his little brother and looking at him, concerned.

"I… I don't know…" Bill looked down at his feet, embarrassed for busting out like that. "I don't know why…"

"Maybe you should go to bed," Tom suggested. "You look tired and you're getting a little cranky. Sleep will do you good."

Bill nodded lazily. "Yeah. Yeah I guess you're right. I should go to bed." Standing up, he waved to his band mates and wished them good night.

What's got into me? Bill wondered as he settled down on his bed.