I can remember the first day I saw Syuusuke, it was when we were six, his parent's had recently died and my parents adopted him. They let him keep his name though, Fuji but everyone knew we were brothers. Thick as blood.

I was heartbroken; the beautiful boy standing in front of me looked so depressed I could have broken into tears. I had never seen an angel cry before until that day.

He was immediately welcomed by my siblings and was sent to my room, we ran out of rooms when I was born. Having a huge family was one of the joys in life!

Even at five I was a very lively guy and I beamed smiles at the fragile boy in front of me. I let him choose which bed he would sleep in, I couldn't bear hurting him even more. He shuffled over and sat down emotionless; I blinked and sat down opposite him where my (new) bed was.

"Hi, I'm Kikumaru Eiji nya." I started.

"Fuji Syuusuke." The pale boy spoke with the softest voice.

I hadn't really heard much from my parents about Syuusuke, just that his family has died in an accident, they didn't tell me what though.

"I'm very sorry for your loss." I was at a loss of what to say.

"Thank you for your kind concern." He was awfully mature for someone his age, as expected of Syuusuke.

I was scared of saying anything more that would break the delicate boy in front of me. So I opted for something else. Out of nowhere I glomped the boy, I was determined to get him to smile at least once. He was a bit startled at first but started to relax, my mum always said that I had this comforting aura around me; she said it was one of my traits. I had no idea what the expression on his face was and I hoped it wasn't something of disgust. I pulled back still holding onto his shoulders and looked him in the eyes.

"I know this might be scary for you, but I want you to know that I'm here for you." There was something about Syuusuke, even when he was only six, which made me want to protect him; maybe it because of the emotion the boy was showing through his eyes, Syuusuke has the most captivating eyes. A brilliant sky blue that sent chills down my spine. He replied with a weary smile and with tears in his eyes he hugged me back. I made a point of become the best of friends with Syuusuke there and then. That night I stayed in the same bed with the fair haired boy sleeping peacefully in my arms.

It's been like that since we were six. We never really needed the other bed, sometimes our parents worried and separated us making sure that we were in different beds and checking that we were sound asleep before leaving our room. But either Syuusuke or I would end up in each others beds comfortably in each others arms sleeping like cats. Soon, they gave up and gave up a double bed instead so we could be cozier.

We would always tell each good night and we were inseparable. Exactly like brothers, even if we didn't look alike. We were good at different things as well, me in art and Syuusuke in literature, me in Japanese history and Syusuke in English. He was, being a natural tensai good at everything and helped me on homework.

I love Syuusuke, I really do. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me and nothing could possibly change that. I think I loved him at first sight about eight years ago when I first laid eyes on him. The angel in my life, the stunningly beautiful boy who held so much sadness in his eyes. Come to think of it, Syuusuke had his eyes wide open the first day I say him, now not so much. I wonder why that is.

To be able to see Fuji's cerulean eyes, I felt like the luckiest guy in the world.