Disclaimer: I do not own Brothers Conflict


Everyone was focused on the game. Ukyo had completely forgot about the groceries and sat next to Hikaru on the couch. The match was extremely even but as it kept going on and on, Fuuto's expression began to look less and less interested minute by minute.

"Hey nee-san?" Fuuto said finally and dropped the controller.

"Yeah?"

All of a sudden he forced Ema to lay on the floor and before anyone could do anything, he was already laying on top of her, his face only inches away from hers.

"Why don't we go to my room and play something bit more interesting?" he whispered seductively into Ema's ear.

"Fuuto!" both Yuusuke and Ukyo squeaked.

Ema felt the blood rushing to her face, but she wasn't going to let herself get fooled by Fuuto.

"Wataru-chan!" she cried.

"On it, nee-san!"

With only a couple of pushes of buttons later, Fuuto's character was beaten by Wataru and lying dead on the screen.

"Huh?" Fuuto blurted.

"Nice one, Wataru-chan!" Ema cheered and pushed Fuuto away.

Yuusuke quickly pressed the pause button before grabbing Fuuto by his collar once again.

"Fuuto, you bastard! You leave her alone!" he bellowed, "And what the hell was that anyways? You just gave up! Did you already forget if we lose, we can't talk to her?!"

Fuuto sighed, looking extremely annoyed.

"Get your hands of me, you idiot."

"Answer to me", Yuusuke demanded, only tightening his grip.

"No I did not forget", he hissed, "That game is just repetitive, stupid and really boring. Nee-san would be so much more fun", he added and turned his head to wink to Ema.

The wink was however missed by the girl, since she was too busy high-fiving and congratulating Wataru for a good kill. A vein popped in Yuusuke's forehead and he forced Fuuto to look away from Ema.

"But if we lose we can't talk to her!" Yuusuke yelled in a way which seemed like he was talking about the end of the world.

"Yeeeah, my next month is already booked so full that I wouldn't really have a chance to talk with her anyways", Fuuto explained with his malicious smirk.

"What about me?!"

Yuusuke looked anxious and unintentionally loosened his grip. Fuuto quickly used this opportunity to pry himself free.

"Like I'd give a damn about you", he snarled straightening his collar, "And like I said before: Win and you'll have no problem."

"Are you two done?" Ema cut in holding up the controller, "If you are, we'd like to get back to playing."

The game continued as if that little incident never happened, except Fuuto was now out and sitting on the couch with Hikaru and Ukyo. He did not seemed to care about the game anymore and was texting on his phone. But Yuusuke seemed even more determined. He was clutching the controller in his hands like his life depended on it and he was so concentrated on the TV screen that he barely blinked, mumbling phrases like "I can't lose, I won't lose", "You can do this", "Win!" under his breath.

As the younger ones continued their game, Hikaru turned to Ukyo with a grin very similar to Fuuto's malicious smirk.

"So you were going swimsuit shopping with our lovely imouto-chan?"

Ukyo gulped and a slight blush rose to his cheeks.

"Yes, ahem, that was, um, the plan."

"Just the two of you?"

"Y-yes", Ukyo stammered and nervously adjusted his glasses.

"Just the two of you", Hikaru repeated with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Lo-look, Ema-chan asked me for my help and I just o-offered to drive her to... to... the mall. Yes", Ukyo clarified, struggling slightly with the words.

"You just offered to drive her to the mall? Ohh, I'm sure you would've very willingly helped her to pick the swimsuit", Hikaru sneered.

Hikaru's smile widened as he felt the blonde go stiff next to him. Ukyo's bright red blush made a funny contrast with his icy blue eyes.

"And now you're the one to make sure that those young ones wont pick something indecent while being controlled by their hormones", Hikaru suddenly changed the subject, "I wonder if that's a wise choice... I mean, I'm sure that you would love to see our darling imouto-chan in something indecent. Naturally–"

"YESS!"

"NOooo..."

Hikaru was however, to Ukyo's huge relief, interrupted by Yuusuke's scream of happiness and Wataru's quiet wailing. Everyone on the couch quickly turned their gaze at the TV to see Wataru's character fall to the ground in slow motion.

"Yes!" Yuusuke cheered again, pumping his fist in the air.

Wataru was staring at the TV screen blankly. Dramatically he let the controller fall from his grip to the floor. Ema patted his back gently.

"Don't mind, don't mind, Wataru-chan", she tried to cheer him up, "you played very well!"

Wataru raised his gaze and looked at Ema with teary eyes.

"Did I?"

"Yes! You totally showed Fuuto who's the boss!"

Fuuto bridled. He thought about mentioning that when Wataru beat him, he didn't even have his controller in his hands. But then he thought that it wouldn't be worth the trouble.

On Ema's right side Yuusuke was beaming with joy.

"Alright! Sorry Ema, but now I'll have to kick your ass too!"

"I didn't know you wanted to pick her swimsuit that badly", Hikaru sneered from the couch.

Yuusuke flushed red, but Ema chose to ignore Hikaru.

"We'll see about that", she smiled slightly mischievously to Yuusuke, "I'm not planning to lose!"

"Neither am I!"


Everyone in the room was more focused on the match than before. Even Fuuto had put down his phone and now his gaze was glued to the screen, just like everyone else's. Ema and Yuusuke were extremely even. Whenever another managed to deliver a hit on other, the other one immediately returned the favor. Slowly their health bars approached their ends. As the end neared, the room was filled with an atmosphere of anticipation and nervousness. Yuusuke felt like he had never in his life been so focused on anything. The only thought in his head was winning. He couldn't lose. He couldn't. He didn't care about picking the swimsuit, but if he couldn't talk to Ema for two weeks, he wouldn't stand it. It would be both physically and mentally impossible. But still, it would be nice to see Ema in a swimsuit he had specially picked for her... The sidetrack of his thought immediately backfired, as Ema managed to get past Yuusuke's defense and laid a hit on his character.

Now focus, you idiot! Yuusuke thought. There was no way he was going to lose.

"Win", he whispered quietly, making sure that no one would hear him.


"Team Fuuto&Yuusuke wins!"

Text appeared on the TV screen.

The room fell silent.

"Best out of three?" Ema suggested quickly.

"No can do, nee-san!" Fuuto laughed as jumped up from the couch, "Nice going, you idiot. Once in your life you actually managed to be somewhat useful!"

He playfully kicked Yuusuke's leg. The redhead was still sitting on the floor, he hadn't even moved a muscle after his victory.

"I... won?" he stared blankly at the "Team Fuuto&Yuusuke wins!" -text on the screen.

"Are you blind? You did it!" Fuuto told him, sounding already a bit annoyed. He turned his back to Yusuke and began to eye Ema from head to toe.

"Don't worry nee-san, I'm gonna make you look so..." Fuuto inhaled, "good."

Ema felt how her cheeks heated up and unconsciously crossed her arms over her chest, like she was trying to cover herself.

"You mean you two" Ema corrected. She was delighted to see how Fuuto's smile flinched slightly. "I hope you and Yuusuke-kun have fun shopping together."

"I won?" Yuusuke asked again, looking completely dazzled. Had he won? For real? Did this mean he could still talk to Ema?

"Are you deaf too? You – I mean – we won", Fuuto corrected himself.

He laid a quick look at Ema, smiling proudly as if he was trying to say: Look, I got your point, be proud of me. Ema just rolled her eyes.

Fuuto's words managed to wake Yuusuke from his trance.

"We? You didn't even do anything."

"Now, now, let's not get into the details. And there's no way you could've done this without my... um... support and our... teamwork", Fuuto tried to joke, but his voice trailed off. It was clear that the idea of co-operating with Yuusuke disgusted him, even in jokes.

Ema sensed how the two brothers were already preparing themselves for a fight and decided it was time for her to step in.

"Well, I guess I'll have to admit our defeat" she sighed and bowed to Yuusuke and Fuuto.

Wataru joined her and they thanked the brothers in unison:

"Thank you for the good game!"

Both of the boys were smiling, Yuusuke looked a bit embarrassed but Fuuto's grin was the same as always, as he stared at Ema intensely.

"Now, nee-san, what kind of swimsuit would suit you best?"


After Ema had left the living room with Wataru, Hikaru forced both Yuusuke and Fuuto to sit at the kitchen table.

"What's the meaning of this?" Fuuto asked, frowning and looking very annoyed.

"I'm going to help you."

"Help us?" Yuusuke doubted.

"Exactly. Since everyone knows that if you two will have only one hour to decide about the swimsuit, that's not going to work. So, I thought that we should do some preparations before tomorrow", Hikaru explained.

"Preparations?" Fuuto wondered.

"Like what?" Yuusuke grunted.

"Like what kind of swimsuit you want her to wear? A one-piece, a bikini or –?"

"A bikini", Fuuto answered instantly, before Hikaru even managed to finish his sentence.

Hikaru and Fuuto turned to Yuusuke, who looked like he was thinking furiously. Then, all of a sudden, he turned his back to them, trying to hide his blushed face.

"A bi-bi-bikini", he managed to stutter.

"Aha, he's thinking something pervy about nee-san again", Fuuto teased.

Well, at least they managed to agree on something, Hikaru thought to himself as Fuuto continued to tease Yuusuke, who kept swearing insults to Fuuto's face. Maybe this won't be so bad.

"Well what about the colour?" he asked, stopping their fight.

"Mint", Fuuto stated at the same time as Yuusuke declared: "Red."

"Are you kidding me, red wouldn't suit her at all!"

"Mint? Mint isn't even a colour, it's a herb!"

Oh dear god, Hikaru sighed, This is going to be very bad.


A/N: Yay, second chapter done! Hopefully you enjoyed this one as well. And again, if you spot any mistakes, just let me know. :)