I know I haven't submitted to FFnet much lately, but I probably will do from time to time.
This is based on a fellow ZeXal fan's headcanon that Haruto may be possessed by a Numbers card putting the brothers in a sticky situation here.
Kaito stared shocked at the tall man standing next to the bed, Haruto's bed. His clown-looking features on his face, making his smile, no, grin, more creepier than it should be.
"You're naive, Kaito." The double-green haired fellow stated, still grinning like how a clown would spook the young. He still gaped, his mouth slightly parted, his dull grey eyes dawned upon the sleeping figure.
No. No. It can't be true. No!
"I refuse to believe it," he said, nearly snapping. His fingers curled into a fist by his sides.
"Suit yourself, it goes off in thirty minutes." With that, he strode away from the Tenjo brothers. The older didn't bother to move after him or stop him. Besides, time was running out. He only has two options now. And both options meant losing his brother, but which would he choose?
Lowering his head, ashamed to show his face to his brother ever again. After all the years he had promised to save him, to rescue Haruto from his illness. It won't happen now. He had loathed those backstabbing duo he had worked under for.
One way you can save Haruto from his illness is to draw the Numbers card from him.
Mr. Heartland…You disgusting son of a-… He knew it meant withdrawing the soul from him. His own very precious soul. If only Yuma wasn't at another tournament with Astral…
Astral….would have been helpful…
Where are you?
He knelt by his bedside, draping his long jacket over his brother's fragile body. He could not bring himself to let out a tear, not even a voice to reach out to him. Minutes flew by, seconds were ticking….time's running out.