Well well well, here's another one, Heehee, I enjoy this one allot more then the first one... Just saying!

Anyway, the theme/song for this one is... (Another drum roll please?);

"Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again." From the Phantom of the Opera.

{Now, before you read, you must understand that I've always seen Takashi's mother dying when Takashi was young. Then, instead of Takashi taking over the dojo, his father sees more potential in Satoshi.} And now you know.

I'm so sad to say; I don't own these characters.. Aww...


A tall dark haired man leans against the wood fence of his balcony. The stars are supposed to be in some sort of formation, he knows it. But he can't seem to place them. His bare chest started to become colder and colder by the minute. What he wouldn't do to be asleep right now. No being three in the morning. He knows he has school, and he knows he must get up early and train, but he just can't seem to become tired. With distinct memories lingering in his mind, what is he supposed to do? Why did he get the sudden urge to come out here again? That, he can't remember.

"Oni-San?" Came a sleepy voice from the doorway. The patting of feet continues towards him, he doesn't need to look at the source to know its Satoshi. "Why are you awake?" He asks with a yawn.

"Why are you?" his deep voice murmurs, Satoshi expected that to be his answer; a question.

"I think you know why I am, and I think I know why you are. So let's stop talking about it…." Satoshi, unlike his older brother, speaks his mind. But Takashi doesn't mind, in fact, he'd rather Satoshi never stop talking. It fills the silence in his life, and sounds familiar.

Takashi nods, which also serves as a motion for Satoshi to come over. As Satoshi nears him, he remembers the smell of vanilla and lavender.

As if he could read minds, Takashi instinctively wraps his arms around Satoshi protectively. He holds him close, so hopefully his father won't hear the tears that are sure to come.

Satoshi has also never been the type of person to hold his emotions in. He's never been taught to hold back tears, or bottle his anger. Satoshi is true to himself, he lets himself express what he's feeling. And what he feels, is crying until he can't any longer.

"Takashi, I don't want to leave again. I want to stay here with you! Please don't let him take me back there!" He blubbers, holding onto Takashi's waist. Takashi strokes Satoshi's short, soft hair, and breathes a shaky breath. He knows Satoshi is upset over something much bigger than this.

One of the problems would be Satoshi's living situation. His being at the house at this point is temporary. Or put into more common words, a visit. Satoshi is the young one, the nimble one. Their father has decided Takashi would work hard on his school work, while Satoshi goes out and competes in Kendo competitions. So the time he and his brother spends is crucial, and precious. Satoshi loves his brother, he looks up to him(Literally) and asks for guidance. Not to mention Takashi is protective of his brother, just as he is protective of many people.

And what makes today worse? The fact that it's the anniversary of their mothers death.

Satoshi begins to shiver, so Takashi's first thought and action is to bring him inside. The stars will have to be deciphered another night, if it's his brother, the star come second.

Satoshi crawls into Takashi's bed and lays on his side, wiping his face off with a blanket, and blowing his nose with a soft tissue. Takashi tucks him in, and slides into bed as well. But not before shutting the door to the outside, and locking his own.

"I miss her." Is all Satoshi says before drifting off in sleep, his tear stained face relaxing.

"I know." Reply's his brother, wiping Satoshi's face, and then his own.