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Feb. 13th, 2008 | 05:05 pm
location: room
mood: contemplativecontemplative
music: amy winehouse-rehab

Title: Brothers (chapter 2)

Author: Kazuryoshi

Genre: Alternate world, humanity, love.

Characters: Yasuda Shota, Kato Shigeaki, Ohkura Tadayoshi, Nishikido Ryo.

Pairing: you may guess

Disclaimer: I wont write this if I own them.

Rating: G?

summary: yoko being random, shige being anxious, ryo being a caring son and tadayoshi thought he could fly. yeah..i am worse when it comes to summarizing.

Chapter 2


“Rain, red in colour, fire, something burning, meat perhaps, storm, thunder, screams. I was scared I swear I have vomited many times. I saw a woman running and screaming a name, she was burning, I can see the fire all over her. Finally she collapsed in front of me and I watched, just watched, as the fire swallowing her hungrily, by seconds her once beautiful figure turned into ashes. I was scared I swear I wet my pants several times. then, I saw a man, clothes were torn up, blood is everywhere, he walks slowly towards me, I can see he is trying to say something to me, something like ‘help’ but I was too scared to listen. Suddenly he appeared before me, crooked smile, his bleeding hand rose, his other hand rose, I don’t know why, and I don’t know how his body exploded. I saw what left of him scattered on the ground. My hand suddenly has life on its own. My hand picked a piece of the man’s meat and forcefully stuffed my mouth with it. I was too scared that I bite my tongue in between the chews. Suddenly, suddenly, there was this boy who was bright; in fact he was too bright that I couldn’t see his face. The boy handed me a flower, rose I guess and I took it albeit uncertain if the flower is poisonous. I don’t know how but as I touched the flower, I could see everything clearly, those dreadful sights were all gone, I was in a field covered with green grass and dancing daffodils, birds were chirping their own song, and the wind blew very gently. And somehow, I saw my two sons lying peacefully on the grass, they wore the weirdest clothes ever yet I have to admit they both looked handsome in it, they must have got it, the look I mean, from me. Then, then I realised there’s another boy standing behind the bright boy, his face was stern and protective, his round eyes were judging and eyeing me cautiously. Suddenly, they ignored me and started talking to each other; the boys with my boys I mean. The boy with stern expression was talking to my oldest son and he was smiling and laughing, so did my son. My younger son slipped a flower to the bright boy’s hair and they also looked happy. I was wondering what they were talking about when suddenly they looked at me all at once and saying something I couldn’t hear before running away from me to a place that was kind of familiar to me. Then there is another boy but I can’t see him clearly for he was covered with dust. They were getting smaller and smaller until the boys, the dust boy and my boys plus the place vanished in a thin air. It was blurry at first but then I realised that the place was the slum.”


“then I woke up and decided I have to visit the slum and find the boys”

Shingo watched in amazement as his friend finishing up his dream tale, he never realise how fast his friend could talk until now.




“the truth is, I don’t understand what you were saying. You talked way too fast, I can’t figure out most of the words that were coming out from your mouth.”


“too bad. But my point is, I have to go there no matter what and you are coming with me”


Shingo realised that there is no point of arguing so he just nodded though it was half heartedly. He couldn’t believe how ridiculous his friend could be, believing a dream is one thing and chasing after boys he don’t even know if they were really exist or not is another thing. What worse is of all the place in the world, why it has to be the slum?.


“you are crazy yoko..you’re loco..loco yoko..see it even perfectly rhymed with your name”


“I knew it, I shouldn’t have told you, I know you will not believe me”


“oh… I do believe you, your dream to be exact, what I don’t believe is you”




“yeah… you…loco yoko” he said mockingly.


“stop making fun of me. I want you to explain why you don’t believe me and I am not requesting”


“so you want to play president with me again?...okay Mr. President. I do believe the dream part but I can’t believe the fact that you actually believe it. It was just a dream man, a dream,D.R.E.A.M. do/rii/mu”


“I know but it felt soREAL”


“yeah, and now I have to risk my precious life for the sake of a president’s dream,  thank you my good friend” said the wise man while patting his friend’s back.


“but it felt awfully REAL”







“really! I think father is really crazy”


“I know but he’s still our father”


“yeah…” Tadayoshi stares blankly at the outside world through the window pane, a singing bird caught his eyes and he started drawing imaginary map on his empty plate. The glorious sky reflects its magnificent colours of blue, yellow and purple with a shade of grey as a sign of the approaching night.


“Ryo ni sama, have you ever wonder…?”


“wonder? About what?” replied the older boy dully.


“have you ever wonder what is it like to be bird?”




“me neither”


“so why you asked?”




“hey, are you okay?”


Tadayoshi shifted his look from the bird to his brother.


“I wonder what it look like outside?” without him noticing it, his long fingers move by its own, erasing the imaginary map on the plate by a stroke.


Ryo shook his head. “you’re really strange…sometimes”




Shota’s absence is something dreadfully strange to him.


It was always the same for him and Shota. When the sun is about to set he will be at home and Shota will always be there to welcome him with his sweet smile. He will hand him the food and Shota’s eyes will shine and lively again. He will always come back on time and Shota will always be there waiting for him and they will talk happily while enjoying their humble feast.


But where is he now?.


Shige started imagining all the worst things could befell upon Shota, his body is weak and the slum will never be a safe place for someone with a cute face like him. The slum is full of corrupted people that won’t let go of a beautiful prey like him. No, they will not and Shota will not be able to protect himself against them. The thoughts mercilessly sent fears through his every vein making him shivers.


“damn Shota! Where the hell are you?!”

His round eyes were open wider and wilder. He screamed his brother’s name until he hurts his throat. His feet drag him to no particular directions. He is desperate to find Shota for the last thing he wish for is to lose him. Shige is tired and scared and that mixture of feelings turned into anger, then came the guilt that made him completely lost in his own thoughts and agony.


His instinct suddenly brought him back to the river where they were first met. The river divides the city and the mysterious wood. But when he reached there, he was still all alone.

 Shota is not there.


“Sho kun, where are you?” no more shouts for he himself have to struggle so hard even to catch a single breath. He is too tired and thirsty so he walked straight to the river; soaking himself with its cold water before he bent down to drink the juice of the nature. As the water made its way through his throat he felt a strange calmness surrounding him, the cold water miraculously extinguished the raging fire inside him and replenished his draining energy. Shige is smart but he couldn’t understand the unfamiliar feeling that is growing inside him so he just closes his eyes and let the feeling grows in him.




He knows that voice. He knows that voice too well.


“Sho kun!” he immediately open his eyes and find the said boy is walking towards him but Shige did not wait, he quickly runs back to the ground, grabs the smaller boy by his arms and pulls him into a tight hug.


He was relief that his Sho kun is here with him. Weariness that suddenly came forced him to fall down.




“don’t worry, I’m fine.”


“you sure?”


“positive” the truth is, Shige is not fine. He is tired and was scared to death. If it was not because of his voice of reason that told him not to cry, he would certainly break down and cry in front of his Sho kun.


I cant cry, I have to be strong for the both of us


“Shige…I’m sorry”


“where have you been?”


“I’m sorry. I overslept. There is this huge swing, it wasn’t there yesterday, then I play with it, then I fell asleep”


“what are you talking about?”


“I went to the wood, as usual..”


“you went to the wood? don’t you scared of the monster?!!” his already round eyes were open wider in disbelief.


“what monster?, there’s no monster in there. And yes, I went there almost everyday. I thought I’ve told you about that.”


“no! you never told me anything about the wood”


“did i?. Please forgive me”


“what are you doing there?”


“well…Shige, you’re soaking wet. You’ll get cold. Lets go home first, besides I’m hungry”


“no…I want you to answer my question first”


“no I won’t! but  if you insist, I’ll tell you on our way home. Are you fine with it?”


“well…I guess”




“what’s wrong?”


“did I make you angry?”


Shige shakes his head weekly.

“no, but don’t do that again. My heart won’t be strong enough; if you do this again, I might get a heart attack and die”

And shige was not lying.


“no! I promise you, I won’t do it again” he cried.


“Sho kun…did you get hurt?”




“sho kun”




“let’s go home” he said while secretly observing the smaller boy who is struggling to support him.



“father is not home yet, its already a month, why should he leave ?” questioning eyes are wide open upon seeking for the answer from his mother.


“I don’t know, your father never told me” said the mother while looking at her son through the reflection of the giant mirror. Her long fingers are firm against the golden comb and with those she gently almost cautiously brushes her long hair, few strands of hair fall and like feathers, its lightly landed on the floor. She shifted from her son’s to her own reflection. She on the other side was smiling weakly.


“mother, are you fine?” ask the concern son.


“I am fine, don’t worry” answer the mother. Not completely honest.


But Ryo is not blind; he knows his mother is not well; her porcelain skin is slowly losing its healthy complexion so does her once shiny round eyes. Ryo hates the fact that he is not capable even to give the slightest spark that will bring back her smile but then he blames everything to his father for doing this to them. He had promised them. he promised he will come back after one week, but a month had passed and never once the president sent anything to them that could indicate if he is alive or not. Something sickening and painful grows inside him as he thinks about it.


“Ryo sama!, Ryo sama! Tadayoshi sama..he..he…” panicked. A maid in her black and white uniform rushed into the room. She looked pale and terrified as if she just saw a ghost. There’s blood on her cheek.


He knows that something bad must’ve happened to his brother.


“tadayoshi sama jumped from the window. We tried to stop him but he insisted to jump”


“What!!!” both the mother and the son exclaimed.


The three of them ran to where Tadayoshi is, the maid led the way and when they reached the pond, Ryo couldn’t believe his eyes. Tadayoshi is lying unconscious on the ground; blood stained both his face and his cloth. A maid is crying beside him but doing nothing to stop the bleeding. Useless maid! Ryo almost fainted when he noticed his brother’s ankle twisted in a weird angle.


“oh my god! Tadayoshi!” was the last words before Leah collapsed and fell down hard on the ground.


Ryo is petrified by the double dose of accidents that befell upon his beloved ones but soon enough he managed to collect himself.


“you two, bring my mother back to her room and seek for help, quick!”


“yes sir!” they said with both faces smeared with a mixture of tears and Tadayoshi’s blood.


Ryo quickly ran towards his unconscious little brother. Gently, he laid the boy’s head on his lap, pull out his handkerchief and wipe off the blood from the boy’s head.


“It wouldn’t stop. Damnit!”


Lightly he tapped his little brother’s cheek, trying to wake him up. He wanted to cry for he is scared of loosing his brother but he couldn’t. Tears won’t fall; it never fall, not even on the day he was born.


Miraculously, Tadayoshi did open his eyes and smiling gently by the sight of his brother.


“I’m alright” he said faintly.


“baka! Since when human can fly?!” Ryo retorted with a trembling voice.


“he said I can” and once again he closes his eyes leaving his brother in perplexity.


A/N: i dont know if i should continue this fic. *sigh* i am just bad at multichaptering.

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from: love_akira
date: Feb. 13th, 2008 01:34 pm (UTC)

pleas continue...you are not bat at all...
i love this chapter..too
Yoko is so amazing,talking like that...
his dream is weird..ahaha
nice chapter.

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from: kazuryoshi
date: Feb. 14th, 2008 02:21 am (UTC)

thank you for the comments. yeah..i guess i should give it a try :)

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from: je_forever
date: Feb. 19th, 2008 08:42 am (UTC)

I second this - please continue!
I only found your story today, but I love it^^
Poor Tadayoshi, I wonder who said this to him.. (that he can fly)

waiting for a new chapter^^

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from: kazuryoshi
date: Feb. 20th, 2008 10:59 am (UTC)

thank you <3
you want to know who said that to him? well there's hint in yoko's dream.

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