This is another one shot Cari and I wrote a few weeks ago, that I just got around to editing. It is still in the rough draft stage. Things may be changed or added to it. But I thought it's edited enough to post up. This story takes place many years after Diamonds, and focuses on Psyche and Tsugaru, rather than on Izaya and Shizuo. -Twinx


Psyche woke up shivering, gasping for air slightly as he looked around his bedroom. The first thing he saw was the glowing Deadmau5 poster hanging on the back of his bedroom door, next to the MIKA poster on his wall. He placed a small hand on his chest as he continued to glance around. Once he calmed down a moment, He laid back, resting his head back on the plush pink pillow. He felt an odd feeling in his pants; a strange sticky feeling.

He flung the blankets off and looked down, to find that the front of his pajamas was soiled. He whimpered slightly, not sure what this meant. Did he really wet the bed again? He hasn't done that since he was five!

He scrambled out of bed and slipped out of his room, rushing down to the hall to the bathroom to clean himself up. He slipped in and turned on the light, blinding himself with the sudden light. He closed the bathroom door behind him, sliding down the wall as he thought in silence.

He couldn't tell his parents. That'd be too awkward. Maybe Tsugaru could help him? But would he know what was wrong? He wasn't sure. He sighed and took a towel and quickly wiped himself clean, tossing the now dirty towel down the laundry shoot. He slowly unlocked the bathroom door and slipped out, not bothering to shut off the light.

He swiftly tiptoed down the hall, making sure to stay out of the crack of light that was leaking on the ground. Once he stood in front of the door across from his, he took a deep breathe. He gently rapped his knuckles against the door, knocking only where the blue music note was taped onto the door.

"Tsu-chan...Tsu-chan are you awake?" he whispered, barely audible.

Meanwhile, Tsugaru shifted with a grunt, trying to find a more comfortable spot on his shrinking bed. With a huff, he gave up, knowing he was getting taller; he could almost reach his Dad's shoulders. He opened his eyes when he heard the small tapping sound. He sat up, letting go of the blue blanket he always clutches onto, letting it fall into his lap. He shivered a bit as the wind hit his exposed chest and onto his belly.

"Hmm...?" he rubbed his eyes, making sure to clean them good before he got up and walked toward the door. He opened the door slowly, peeking around the edge to be greeted with worried, pink eyes.

"Psyche...? Yeah, what's wrong?" he asked as he opened the door wider to let Psyche in, stepping back. Psyche walked in and paced back and forth a bit. Something was obviously troubling him. Tsugaru walked to the bed and pushed the blankets back, making room for Psyche to sit.

Psyche quickly sat on the edge of the bed, playing with his hands as they folded in his lap, his feet tapping the floor rapidly.

"I...I had a weird dream...and...I think I'm hurt..." He shook his head slightly, blinking the tears out of his eyes. He clenched his fits in his pajama pants and looked at Tsugaru, "I think I'm broken!"

"...You're…broken...?" Tsugaru raised an eyebrow, asking quietly as he sat next to Psyche, hanging his feet off the side of the bed.

"Why do you think that?" he asked softly as he rubbed Psyche's back in comfort "Want to tell me about it? Or should I go get Mom and Dad?"

"No! Don't tell them!" Psyche cried, grabbing Tsugaru's shirt and hung his head, hiding his face a bit.

Tsugaru looked down, nuzzling his nose on Psyche's hair and chuckling, "Fine fine, I won't tell them"

"I...I had this weird dream...and you were in it..." The youngest brother muttered, glancing toward the door to make sure no one was peeping.

"Really? I was in it? What was it about?"

Psyche blushed a bit, folding his hands in his lap again. "Well...we were just...listening to music in my room...and um...you were hugging me, and then...you...you..." he stammered.

"I...?" Tsugaru stammered, starting to worry. Psyche wasn't saying much. Did he accidentally hurt his younger brother? Was Psyche afraid of him now? Is that why he won't look him in the face? Tsugaru furrowed his brow and shook his head slightly. He looked back down and softly brushed Psyche's hair behind his ear, "Did I do something bad?"

Psyche shook his head, covering his eyes with his hair. "Well...no. I mean...maybe. It...It felt good..."

This confused Tsugaru immensely. It felt good? What could feel…good? Tsugaru blinked and looked down again, continuing to pull his fingers through the soft raven hair. "What felt good? I don't understand."

"You...you...touched me...And it felt...weird..." Psyche managed to whisper, before his voice failed him and cracked. "But...a good weird..."

Oh…OH! Tsugaru's eyes widened, looking away to hide his small blush. He cleared his throat, finally understanding what kind of dream Psyche had.

"Those are... those are called wet dreams..." he managed to say, still not looking at his younger brother.

Psyche looked up, a gleam of hope in his magenta eyes. Tsugaru knew! Tsugaru understood! He could help!

"Is that why I wet the bed?"

"Yes, you're not broken."

"But why? Why did I...um…pee myself?" He asked, his brow wrinkled with slight worry.

Tsugaru was thrown off kilter for a moment. Had he really heard correctly?

"...Pee?"

Psyche nodded once.

Tsugaru cracked a smile, feeling the wave of laughter bubbling to the surface. He couldn't help but laugh, "That wasn't pee, Psyche...!"

Psyche turned a bright red and whimpered, shoving Tsugaru. "Don't laugh! What else could it possibly be, eh? It can't be that stuff that makes babies. I mean...that's for adults! Right...?"

"It actually is though." Tsugaru said, as he kept chuckling, "Was it white?"

"Um.…" Psyche thought back to the towel. He hasn't thought about looking down. He was too upset. "I didn't look. I was too freaked out to look." He mumbled, still flustered.

Tsugaru couldn't help but look down toward Psyche's pants, noticing the slighty bulge that was still there. He tilted his head curiously as he kept staring.

"Did you like it?"

Psyche coughed a bit and hid his face. He couldn't hide the fact that he had…liked it. He liked it a lot. A lot more than he should have. But he couldn't tell Tsugaru that…but he couldn't lie either.

In the end, he just nodded slightly, blushing even more.