Revised version of the story. First up, Yamato.

I swear to God I can feel my stomach twitching just by watching those two. I mean I get that they're happy, but must they rub it in my face? Happy people should be more kind to us miserable, inglorious bastards, and keep their happiness in a can.

Don't try to hide it, you know I'm right! Don't you have a friend like that – a guy that no matter what always seems to get the upper hand? Or maybe a girl friend that doesn't work out and eats whatever the hell she wants and still manages to have the most amazing ass in three counties? Or even worse: the truly in-love couple. Mother fuck, how I hate them!

You just can't hang out with them, especially when you're around your girlfriend. You see them both, staring at each other's eyes so lovingly it makes your gut churn. And the way they actually listen to what the other is saying… And then it hits you: 'If I continue to hang out with these self-absorbed, self-indulgent, joy-tripping assholes, they're going to break me up with my girlfriend.'

But that's not even the worst part; the worst part is the guilt. I cannot help but to feel guilty, because as much as they sicken me, I love them. And then I feel like the most envious piece of shit in the world, not to mention a shitty brother and a craptastic best friend.

I hate myself. I should be feeling happy for them. But my relationship with Sora is going nowhere. My band's biggest gig so far was opening for that band I can't really remember a few years ago. And since then we've accomplished nothing. What's more we can't stand each other. I'm a mediocre student in a dead-end relationship with a garage-band and no life project.

"What do you think about it, Matt?" Tai asks me grinning like the goofy idiot he's always been.

Obviously I don't know what it is he wants to know. "I'm sorry man, what do I think about what?"

I feel TK smacking me in the back of the head. "You've been spacing out way too much, bro, get with the fuckin' program!" He teases me cockily. I dive forward, catch his head and give him a noogie. Tai starts laughing while TK flails his arms around. He's gotten stronger, but I still manage to keep him there for a few more seconds.

Once he finally breaks free, he stares at me for a few seconds. We start laughing. Tai is still watching TV. There's some sort of fight between a Japanese Vale Tudo fighter and a Mexican wrestler. TK jumps him and starts hitting him playfully. "Why didn't you stick up for me, jackass!"

Tai takes a few punches and smacks before he grabs a hold of both his arms and places them behind TK's back. "Well, maybe if you weren't such a wuss I wouldn't have to." At this TK squirms a bit more in Tai's lap trying to break free, then Tai continues. "Plus, you just stood there last week when Kari trashed my room just because she was PMSing. I guess we're even."

And there they go again. Their eyes lock as they stare at each other lovingly. Tai's the one that closes the distance between them as their lips lock in a kiss. Before I even know what I'm doing, I toss a pillow against them. Somehow sitting on the couch while your brother and best friend make out doesn't quite thrill me.

"Watch it, retard!" Tai yells a second after the pillow hits them. I just start laughing… Like I said, I love those two.