Not sure why I'm writing this, it has no planning I'm writing it on the spur of the moment for a yaoi rush. I hate to admit it but I wish I was capable of writing GOOD YAOI , unfortunately we'll have to settle for light shonen-ai.
Warnings:
Set after Gen dies, so umm, spoilers
Yaoi, nothing in detail but you can probably guess
Disclaimer: I only own my new found love for Kekkaishi
"Anaki, Why?" He thought as he got up, leaving the older Kekkaishi in his bedroom, the room he had used with Gen before… before he had gone.
Dammit he was supposed to be stronger than this, strong enough to stand up by himself after the death of short lived friendship…no, it was more than a friendship, much more. But he hadn't been able to support himself, he had disgusted himself when he had run into the arms of Masumori, arms that he had had to force open to accept him.
He dressed in his school uniform, it was still dark outside, not even the old man was awake yet, he opened the door to his younger brother's room, the child lay asleep, he was the lucky one, he would never have to know the horror that ran throughout karusomori. He looked down at the tattoo that rested on his hand, his mark of power, his curse.
He walked out the door and started towards the school, this might have been the first time he got there before Tokine. Aniki would be gone by the time he got back from the school, just as well, he didn't think he would be able to look in the eye for some time. He made his way up toward the roof, their spot. He could have used the kekkai stairway, but he wanted to walk.
He climbed the ladder, stared at the roof and set up a kekkai.
Then he crouched down and cried.