Yruo

I struggled up a large hill. It was more of a dystopian city alley way. My right leg occasionally smacked against the rough hard ground while my left functioned properly as I clutched my right shoulder. You couldn't see what was wrong with me, the injuries concealed by a long black cloak. But a well trained eye could see the smears of blood slowly dripping off my clenched fist, in which my grip was a medium sized piece of fabric. As the blood made contact with the fabric, it moved and glowed faintly.

"...More…" a faint voice hissed, it appeared to come from the fabric. Anyone who heard it, didn't question what they heard.

"...More..." the voice moaned quietly as more blood disappeared into the fabric.

"Good...keep eating, Senketsu…" I murmured dizzily from my blood loss.

"...More..!" Senketsu moaned louder.

I ducked into a smaller alley, where a stray cat lay sleeping. I lifted up my right sleeve to reveal an open wound on my shoulder. I took the piece of cloth in my left hand and unfolded it. There was a black line running along the the center of the diamond shaped piece of red fabric, diagonally. The line opened to reveal a yellow and red eye. The eye drooped weakly. "M-more! Please!" Senketsu cried.

"Sh-sh-sh-sh! I'll give you more just let me tell you what's going on!" I urged.

I then placed Senketsu on my wound and winced. Senketsu then pressed itself against my wound and drank. When it had it's fill, it let go of the my shoulder and fell back into my hand.

"Ahhhh…..much better,"the eye spoke as it widened and looked around gaining it's senses. "Fire...I was…..dead….burnt...how did you…?"

"I found you in the nick of time and I dumped you in water, I've had you for a year or so before figuring out how to wake you up."

Senketsu's eyes widened, it suddenly remembering something. "RYUKO?! Where is she?!"

"Calm down! I'm taking you to her."

"Who are you…?"

"My name is Yruo… Yruo Matoi."

"But I thought Ryuko was an only child."

"She was"

"What do you mean 'She was"'?"

"Long story, don't need to get into it right now." I started to walk out of the alley towards a small apartment. I folded up Senketsu and slipped him into a pocket of my cloak, telling him to be quiet as I knocked on the door.

A woman with orange hair opened the door, she had her hair up in a bun. She was slim and short, she wore a pink dress, an apron, and a small pale blue jacket that covered the top of her torso. She seemed a lot like a stay at home mother, the kind, sweet and affectionate one who keeps you in line. She smiled and introduced herself "Hello, I'm Sukuyo Mankanshoku," she bowed at the waist. "And who might you be?"

"I'm a friend of Ryuko's, my name is Yruo."

"Then come on in!" She exclaimed smiling.

I took off my hood to reveal a face that looked a lot like my sister's, pale blue eyes, long black hair with a red highlight on it, you could tell we were siblings. My features were more masculine than my sister and I was larger, but I was the average build for a 16 year old male. Skinny with some muscle, but still looking like a twig.

The place was welcoming with a sense of home to it.

"Where is Ryuko's room?" I asked.

"Down the hall." Sukuyo replied.

I walked down the and slowly opened the sliding wooden door, only to be greeted by a bare foot to the face. Ryuko stood there covering herself with a towel, I don't know why.

"GET OUT OF HERE, YOU MIDDLE AGED PER- Huh?!...Who are you?!" she stood there confused.

"I'll explain here in a minute, Ryuko." I said rubbing my face.

"How do you know me?" she badgered.

"Ryuko…" Senketsu muttered.

I got another kick to the face. "YOU JERK, DON'T PULL ANY JOKES ABOUT SENKETSU!"

"That wasn't me! For #$%^'s sake!"

"Who?"

I growled and handed Ryuko the piece of fabric that was Senketsu. She immediately became overwhelmed with joy and she hugged her long forgotten companion as I stood there awkwardly.

Ryuko then looked at me. "Who the hell are you?" Senketsu gave me the same look, I could tell why they worked so well together. I couldn't find the words to speak.

"He is your brother...his blood is very similar to yours but, it seems...synthetic…like an artificially made food" Senketsu explained.

"Food, what am I chopped liver?" I muttered offended.

"Artificial?" Ryuko said." You're a bio android?!"

I blushed. "Y-yes…"

She smiled and hugged me. "That's awesome! Can't wait to see what you're made of, little bro!" I was surprised she wasn't upset. I just smiled. She introduced me to the rest of the Mankanshoku family. They were fun and filled with silliness. There was a daughter, Mako, a brother, Mataro and the father, Barazo. We all ate dinner together, I didn't care what it was, I ate it all. I even had to fight Barazo for what I assumed to be a chicken leg. Never take a fat man's food.

I noticed a blonde kid sitting in the corner not really doing anything, he had a tattoo on his collarbone and he was in his early teens.I asked Ryuko about him and she said the boy's name was Jayden and he was crashing here for awhile. She explained that he didn't talk much, but was helpful a lot and wasn't very social. So, I got up and greeted him. He didn't respond. I waved my hand in front of his face and he snapped out of whatever trance he was in. He turned and looked up at me and got up and shook my hand, I then smiled and waited for him to say something.

Still waiting…

Waiting…

Oh Jesus. (Actually it's pronounced Jay-zuse, and I don't know you.)

#$%^!