Disclaimers: I do not own Brother's Conflict. Haven't watched the anime, haven't played the game. OOC characters, especially Ema.

Thanks for everyone who put this story on their Alerts! I love you all! By the way, this chapter is for Tomomi Itano, who likes this pair from the series. I'm sorry it took so long. Anyone's free to ask for their preferred pairings. You can review or PM me, I won't bite.

Diary Entry no. 2: The Prince and the Delinquent

Dear Diary,

We went fishing today! Both mom and dad had free time for a week that started yesterday, so they decided that we will go camping! My brothers and I had to rush to the supermarket to buy things that we will need for the week. Good thing it was summer break, so we all managed to be complete for this trip. My brothers who were working were allowed to take a break for a week, which means no intruders!

We stayed at the house our family use for camping trips such as these. The house we stayed in was slightly spacious, and there were lots of rooms, but not enough for everyone. We had to sleep in pairs.

So we used the old method of choosing: ballot boxes. The twins volunteered to sleep together in the room, as well as Wataru and Masaomi-niisan. The rest, including me, had to pick our pair.

My room partner is Louis-niisan. Hikaru-niisan and Kaname-niisan would be rooming in the room right in the middle of the twins and Futo-kun's and Natsume-niisan's. Ukyo-niisan and Subaru-niisan would stay in the room next to us, while Futo-kun and Natsume-niisan's room would be next to Wataru's and Masaomi-niisan's. Our parents' room is by the stairs, which is also the room beside Ukyo-niisan's and Subaru-niisan's room. Yusuke-kun and Iori-kun would be on the room next to us, which is also the farthest room. In front of their room is Masaomi-niisan's and Wataru's room, but that room is smaller. Our rooms, Louis-niisan's and I and the room of Iori-kun's and co. are right by the cliffs; we own separate verandas to see the view. Their room was supposed to be the room of our parents, but mom never liked that room, so they switched.

For easier reference, I'll draw a layout:

Parents here - Twins

Lawyer and Varsity Player - Novelist and Monk

Fujoshi and Hairdresser - Idol and Game Programmer

Prince and Delinquent - Father(?) and Child

So that's how it was!

Earlier while we were having our barbeque dinner at the back, Yusuke-kun and Iori-kun disappeared. Yusuke had informed our parents earlier that he was just going to accompany Iori-kun to the bathroom, but since then the two have not returned. So I was asked by dad to look for them. With Juli in tow, we started looking for them everywhere; in the bathroom, then in the woods, by the lake, in the kitchen. But none! So we went to our last resort, their room. And when we reached their room, both Juli and I froze in the spot. There was someone moaning in the room before it became quiet. Because I was "concerned", (I forgot my camera at the room, darn!) against Louis-niisan's protests I slowly opened the door…

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"…Yusuke," Iori panted, his face tinged with red. He was clutching his chest, breathing hard.

The two had just slipped out from their barbeque dinner, Yusuke being dragged by a red-faced, panting Iori. He had him pinned down on the bed as soon as they reached the room.

"I-Iori? Are you okay?" Yusuke asked. Iori looked like he's sick. He reached for Iori's forehead, and felt for his own. "Ah, it looks like you're sick."

Yusuke held Iori in the shoulders and carefully forced him to lie down on the bed. "You need to sleep. I'll go tell mom and dad about –"

But Iori held his hand tight, and grabbed him towards him, their faces only a few inches away from the other. Iori wrapped his hands around Yusuke's neck, and grabbed his face closer to his.

"E-Eh, wha are y-you doing? Stop this!" Yusuke, who was still shocked at what Iori was doing, tried to push himself up. But Iori's legs were already wrapped around his waist.

"Dumbass. I can't hold on any longer." And Iori pulled him down for a kiss.

Yusuke struggled and tried to free himself, even when Iori had finally got him to open his lips in the kiss. Iori had been undoing Yusuke's uniform. He was halfway with Yusuke's buttons when the latter managed to free himself.

"Please stop." Yusuke said, his hand holding together his shirt into place. He stood by the foot of the bed, looking at Iori and backing away when the latter would move out to reach him.

"Please, stop looking at me like that." Iori said, his tears peeking from his eyes. He was panting more evidently now, his breaths even more laborious. "I've wanted you for so long."

He tried reaching out to Yusuke, but the latter slapped his hand away, his face showing a disgusted expression

"Why don't you just let me suck you?" Iori offered, his tears now flowing freely down his reddened cheeks.

Iori sobbed, while Yusuke continued to look at him, clutching his unbuttoned uniform into place. His eyes darted from Iori to another place before he sighed, loud enough for Iori to hear.

"I'm sorry," Yusuke apologized, his eyes still looking somewhere except at Iori's place, "I don't want to have sex with you when I'm not even serious. I don't want to hurt your feelings."

Yusuke went closer to Iori and hugged him, with the surprised Iori blanking out for a few seconds before ruling out the fact that Yusuke was already hugging him.

"Maybe I could have sex with you just once, although it would be considered as a pity-fuck?"

"Hahaha, that's just fine," Iori replied immediately, wiping his eyes and pushing Yusuke away. "I can always just devise new plans to make you mine."

Without warning, Iori had Yusuke pinned under him, his hands deftly binding Yusuke's wrists with their ties and fully unbuttoning his uniform.

"Wait, niisan!?" Yusuke protested, but it was too late. Iori had him already under his control, his hands now working with Yusuke's pants.

"I can't wait, Yusuke." Iori told him, his hands touching Yusuke's member. "And look at you junior, already leaking out precum."

After talking his tongue licked the head of Yusuke's dick, his right hand pumping it and at the same time his left hand probes Yusuke's ass.

"You c-can't do that…a-aah!"

Iori began slowly pushing his way in Yusuke. As soon as he went in he started moving slowly, his breaths labored due to his cold.

"Haah…It's too much!" Yusuke panted, his tears forming on the sides of his eyes. "It hurts…"

"You need to relax; you're too tight," Iori told him while pounding on him, his sweat falling on Yusuke's writhing body beneath him. "Was it because you're a virgin?"

"S-Shut up jerk – aah!"

Iori began to furiously pound in Yusuke's ass, his hands placed on Yusuke's thighs, forming the famous M position of Yusuke's legs.

"I'm going to…come!"

"Then please do," Iori told him, his right hand touching Yusuke's member again.

"N-No, aah…stop with y-you – aaaah!"

Yusuke's cum was all over his stomach. Iori continued pounding in him before coming as well, his hands gripping tightly on Yusuke's thighs.

"Thank you for this Yusuke," Iori told Yusuke, who was still trying to regain his breath.

"Free my hands." Yusuke ordered, his face turning serious. Iori's face turned sober; his heightened emotions from the sex earlier had turned into sadness after seemingly angering Yusuke with tying his hands and stealing his liberty of backing out.

As soon as he freed Yusuke he moved away to the corner of the bed, kneeling in forgiveness. His tears threatened to fall again.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you," Iori apologized, his tears now falling unto the bed sheet from his reddened eyes, "I just didn't want to…to back out suddenly. I mean, this is my only chance. I've always liked you brother!"

As soon as he looked up after his confession he saw Yusuke looming over him, his hands reaching out towards him. He closed his eyes, expecting for a slap or a punch, but instead he felt the warmth of Yusuke's palms on his cheeks and the soft pull of gravity that brought their lips together. Yusuke opened Iori's mouth with his tongue; licking it, teasing it, until he was allowed to go in. Iori's surprise with Yusuke's actions turned into happiness, his hands now circling Yusuke's back pulling him closer to him, their lips meshing perfectly with one another.

But Iori was in for a surprise when Yusuke suddenly pushed him down the bed.

"Yu-Yusuke, what are you doing?" a surprised and slightly terrified Iori asked Yusuke, who was now stripping the rest of his clothing off.

"You've had your fill earlier," Yusuke lowered onto Iori and pecked him in the lips, before coming back up to take off Iori's pants and freeing his thighs and dick, "but now we're going to do it in my style." Yusuke told Iori as he straddled him, his hands guiding Iori's dick to his ass…

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…I opened the door as soon as it got quiet, but unlike the scenarios that I've imagined catching between the two of them, Yusuke was only putting a blanket over Iori, who apparently was sick and sleeping.

Seems like Iori had overworked himself the past few days (not because of the camping, but to get a leave from work) so he got ill. Yusuke noticed his fever while they were unpacking earlier in the room, and had confirmed that Iori was sick when he took the temperature of the latter.

….And there I was, thinking that something hot had already been happening behind the doors. It's such a waste; the room has a king-sized bed. If only Iori and Yusuke where doing what I initially suspected, maybe this camp-out would be so much better…

Ok, until next time.

Ema

To be continued

A/N: I'm back for a while! Here's the second chapter! This chapter is for Tomomi Itano. I'm sorry; I encountered problems while writing this chapter so I am VERY late in posting it. I should never try to promise posting chapters in a day. Writing this is slightly difficult, because I wanted the delinquent to be the uke, so I have to manipulate some things…

And sorry about many of my grammar mistakes.

Okay, I'm going back to my cave! Please enjoy!