A/N: This is something I decided to do cause well...guess cause I can and it's how I feel. And please don't flame cause this is my first attempt at a drama type thing. And also I've seen Mitty's last name spelled Suou and Suoh, I'm going to go with the first spelling since I've seen it that way the most.

Disclaimer: you must have me mistaken with someone else, but I do own Ryu, I came up with him spur of the moment this afternoon after track awards, which I'm still trying to get all salt that got pour in my cut out, which I don't think it ever will.

Word Key:

Text

"Talking"

'Thoughts'


Shadow


Prologue / Chapter One

. : Prologue : .

A figure walked up and down the streets of the city searching for the Moonshine, and his baby brother whom he hadn't seen in over three years. Would he remember him, if he did would he tear him to pieces at the sight of him? More than likely he would, his brother had always held contempt for him and that had probably grown since he had 'abandoned' him.

After a few more hours of searching, he finally came to the place he was looking for. "Damn…took me long enough, it's already ten thirty a.m. and I had hoped to be here at five this morning to wake him."

"Holy…uhh Hello sir, may I help you?" asked a blonde haired blue, wide eyed youth, gaping at the strange in the door. "Actually you can, I'm looking for my brother, is he here by chance?"

. : End Prologue : .


. : Ch. 1 No Way: .

Nozomu couldn't believe it, brother? Since when did he have a brother?

Akira was in the kitchen fixing breakfast and Misoka was standing next to him drinking a glass of water when Nozomu came in with the strange guys behind him. "Uhh…Hey guys, we have a visitor and his name is…"

"Ryu." He looked at the other two in the kitchen and spotted the shorter of the two, "Ahh, you must be Misoka, I've heard of you. You're supposed to be a genius."

Misoka looked at who was addressing him and started to choke and gag on the water of the glass. "Whoa Misoka breathe!" Akira exclaimed clapping him on the back, "Tsk, tsk Misoka you know that you're supposed to sallow and inhale after not at the same time."

"I'll…cough…remember that." The fox demon took off his glasses wiped them clean, replaced them on the bridge of his nose and creaked open both eyes. They weren't deceiving him, his eyes, they were telling the truth; right there in front of them was what looked to be almost an exact replica of their 'beloved' tengu Mitsuru.

Akira stood next to Ryu staring at him. "Hey Mitsuru, when did you get so tall, last week? Owie! Nozomu what did you do that for!" Whimpered the werewolf when hit over the head by his fist. "Oh, I dunno…Maybe because he said his name was Ryu, plus I even said we had a guest dunce! I swear for as big as your damn ears are, you're very hard of hearing."

"Huh, Nozomu did you say something?"

"OK THAT'S IT NOW YOU'RE DEAD!" He leapt, or tried to on top of Akira who kept dodging him. Ryu just started laughing; it had been a long time since he had seen anything as comical as those two.

"Was goin' on where da fire at?" came a sleepy voice from the stair case. There stood Mahiru in all her tired glory, an overly large shirt, flannel pants and the hair sticking up in different direction minus the effort and hair gel.

"No fire Princess, just the usual Nozomu trying and failing to kill Akira. But we do have a guest, his name is Suou Ryu. Ryu this is Shiraishi Mahiru, the Descendant of the Princess."

"Pwease ta meet ya Mr. Ryu." She grumbled out still sleepy. He replied like Nozomu probably would, "The pleasure is all mine." The tengu took her hand and kissed the back of her hand, causing her to become fully awake and start blushing. One look at her face and Ryu chuckled at her face's redness. 'She looks like a blonde strawberry, guess this is where they get the term strawberry blonde. Heh, I crack myself up.'

The commotion of the two other boys went on till Mitsuru in his pissed-off glory came down, adding to the noise, "DAMMIT WILL YOU TWO SHUT THE HELL-," He saw who was standing by the damn girl his rage became even greater, "AND WHEN THE HELL DID HE GET HERE! GO BACK TO WHERE EVER THE HELL YOU WERE CAUSE I DON'T WANT YOU HERE BASTARD!"

The room went silent, dead silent, not even the birds that were outside were chirping. Soon the only sound heard was Mitsuru deep breaths from shouting at the top of his lungs. The glare he gave could've caused an entire cosmos to explode and become extinct, was met by a stare equally as intense from Ryu, who walked slowly over to where Mitsuru was standing at.

During the quietness Mahiru pondered of the new stranger. 'Suou…I know I've heard that name before, but where at?' Her mind was still in sleep mode so it didn't recognize that Suou was the name of the boy she just so happened to like for about the past three months. The girl stood there immersed deep, deep into thought, if she didn't figure this out soon her brain was goin to fry.

Ryu stood there for a moment and stared down at his younger brother, he didn't look much different from the last time he saw him three years ago. Yes, he had gotten taller and picked up a very colorful vocabulary sure he used it occasionally when he had been really angry but it seemed that now he used it all the time. 'Or could it be that he's just angry all the time now?'

"What the fuck are you staring at dammit?"

He didn't answer right away, he was still picking out things that had change, Mitsuru's voice definitely; his hair was a shade darker, like their mother's. As what he had been told a long time ago, Mitsuru was in every way like his mother. The facial features were the only things that could even connect Mitsuru to their own father.

"I said what the fuck do you want dammit?"

Ryu placed a hand firmly on top of his baby brother's head, "Tell me Mitsuru, after not seeing him, this is how you're greeting him?"

TBC


A/N: This chappie is a bit short but then again, mine usually kind of are. You're probably wondering by now 'Okay if Ryu and Mitsuru are supposed to look almost alike but Mitsuru looks completely like his mother?' Well, here's the answer, Misoka and the rest of them don't pay too close attention to every single detail like Ryu does. Another would be to do this:

Same: Nose and chin structure, how far apart their eyes are set, cheek bones, and forehead structure.

Different: Eye color, Mitty has darker hair, their personalities, how they view life, and height.

If one just glimpses one then the other they look the same, but if stare at them both at the same time, and then you can definitely tell the differences.

Well, that enough of my ranting, it depends on how well this is liked for the length of it. It's supposed to be kind of drama but this chapter was more towards comedy. Sorry if anything was confusing, I'm typing this up at 3:42 am that's when nobody will bug you. I shall leave you now since I'm up I'm going to clean my room or else my mom will be bugging me later on today. Later!