Mori is now going to go by: Takashi. Remember that.

For those who haven't read the manga, Satoshi is Mori-sempai's brother (and my favorite character actually. X3 he's just too funny. Though Mori's still my favorite host)

ENJOY!

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Of Morinazuka Blood

Satoshi opened his big brothers door and peeked his head inside. Takashi sat on his bed with his school books and papers spread out around him. His head was tipped in concentration as his pen moved silently across the notebook in his lap. Satoshi entered the room so that his brother could see he was there. Takashi stopped what he was doing and looked up to his younger brother.

"Ah?" he asked.

"Taka-nii" Satoshi started. "Oba-san and I are going to the family library, and we wanted to know if you cared to join us."

Takashi closed his note book and stood up "Ah." He answered nodding, and reached out a hand to ruffle his little brother's hair. Satoshi flinched under his brother's hand, but smiled all the same.

The two made their way out of the room and down the long hall way, as they got to the top of the stairs, they saw their grandmother standing waiting for them. The old woman smiled at the boys. The trio walked down the stairs together happily.

"You know, Oba-san, I've never actually been to the family library." Satoshi said to his grandmother.

"Ah," Takashi said. "Me either."

Takashi loved his family, they were always able to make him feel comfortable, and somehow, through it all, he could just be himself. Especially with his grandmother, she had a way of making him feel as though he was never alone. His father was usually working, he was almost always away from the family, but, like Satoshi, the older man was very out going and talkative, he had a kind and generous heart. He spent every moment he could with his family, and teased his two sons almost to the point of torment (not too unlike the way Master Souh was with Tamaki). His mother had a had a kind heart as well, but didn't usually share it with too many people, Takashi took after his mother in this way, her shy and silent behavior was something that Takashi transpired to, but the woman was strong, and full of love, she was a mother after all, and a good one at that. And, unlike the Haninozuka brother's relationship, Satoshi and Takashi loved each other deeply, it was Takashi's responsibility to look over his brother, and he did it to the fullest.

They reached the bottom of the stairs and their grandmother led them through the living aria. The butlers and maids who were cleaning at the time bowed to them on their way and the Morinazuka's smiled back to them.

"I'm so glad it's a Saturday." Satoshi said to his other two companions. "I'd so rather be doing this with you two, then having to do school work."

"Ah." Takashi agreed.

The boy's grandmother smiled. "A day with my boys sounds like the best day to me." The old woman slid her arms around Satoshi and Takashi's and the three continued down another long hallway. "Ah here we are," the old woman said as the reached a curving blue door. "The Family Library."

"Ohhh…" Satoshi gasped his eyes wide. "It's looks so old."

The old woman pushed the door open and reveled a room walls filled with shelves of books and scrolls hanging in bundles from the ceiling. There was only a small amount of light that shone through the dusty room. The room smelled of pine trees, ginger, and molding wood. There were old books that looked like their spines might collapse if you held them the wrong way. Takashi stepped into the room and scanned one of the dusty shelves. Some of the books were in other languages, English, French, Chinese, Latin, Greek, and even a German book that had the swastika imprinted on its binding. This library held so much history. Satoshi walked into the room, also searching the many shelves for something interesting. Their grandmother took a seat in the far corner of the room, in an ancient looking rocking chair.

"Ohh, Taka-nii, look at this one." Satoshi said picking up a leather bound book that had odd cymbals and swirling decorations imprinted on its cover. "It looks really old," he said opening it carefully and looking at the writing inside. "I don't know this language, do you?" He looked to his elder brother.

Takashi looked over his brother's shoulder before taking it from his hands gently, and nodding. "Ah," he said. "It's an ancient Keji." He replied simply.

"Can you read it?" Satoshi asked.

"Ah." The older Morinazuka replied scanning through the pages carefully. The pages were thick and brittle, one false move, and the page would crumble into his hands, but thanks to Hani's delicate needs, Takashi was able to turn the pages with out so much as leaving a finger print.

"Well then read us something." Their grandmother said from the corner.

"Nn…" Mori said looking down to the page with a nod, and then started to read from the page he was on. It was mainly gibberish, and most of the words on the page weren't even words, just random sounds, but as Takashi continued to read, the more poetic the words continued to sound.

"Astal go han mee see to no,

Obso do la seenta sa rol.

Totu mues son eras me go,

Anetle tel too ras me gel."

Takashi read the words in a clear steady voice, but as he continued on, he started to feel the dust in the room getting the better of him. His brain started to fog, so he read the rest of the poem a little bit faster.

"Astal go han mee see to no,

Obso do la seenta sa rol."

The dizzy feeling from the dust wasn't going away. His body was starting to react in a funny way. His heart started to pound and his head started to ach. He needed to stop and sit down, he knew that, but as he looked to his brother and grandmother who looked up to him in wonder, he knew he couldn't stop, they were enjoying his reading, and he wanted to finish.

"Totu mues son eras me go,

Anetle tel too ras me gel."

He could hear his heart pounding in his ears, he was so dizzy. Just four more lines, he willed himself to continue.

"Astal go han mee see to no,

Obso do la seenta sa rol."

What was wrong with him, why was he so suddenly ill? and why was the room spinning so fast? Though he did have allergies to dust, it had never been this bad, usually it was just a light sneeze and maybe an irritated eye, never any of this.

"Totu mues son eras me go,

Anetle tel too ras me gel."

Takashi finished the last two lines in barely more then a whisper, and then slumped back against the wall. His face had suddenly lost all of its color.

"Have to rest." Was all he said before he fell heavily to the floor in a dead faint.

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I hope you liked it. And yes, the book was Kimi's.

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