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Warning: May contain things readers won't like: vampires, sexual themes, yaoi (boyxboy), langue.

Chapter 3-Brothers and Sisters

I awoke with Akinori's soft black hair tickling my face. As usual he smelled of French Vanilla. Aki had always loved the taste and smell of vanilla so when he found shampoos and body washes with the scent he went absolutely ecstatic, buying probably a years worth of the stuff. Personally I preferred the scent of raspberries. Not as strong smelling and doesn't make people think you have a cupcake on you; right now though I didn't mind the cupcake smell, it was soothing.

Soon after I woke up Aki began to stir, telling me he was finally making his way out of his haven of dreams.

"What time is it?" He yawned, stretching his body like a cat.

"It's not even seven." I replied.

"How'd you know that?"

I said, sarcastically, "It's called a clock Aki. Ever heard of it?"

He blushed, snuggling back into the bed. "I knew that…"

"Sure you did," I laughed, gently getting off the bed, and walking over to my dresser to get dressed. A white dress shirt and black slacks was my ensemble of choice to wear when I didn't plan on leaving the house, which I didn't since my whole body felt sore for some reason.

When I finished I turned back to the bed to see Akinori had fallen back asleep. It didn't surprise me, he was the type who could sleep till noon if he wanted to.

Venturing into the hallway, making sure to close the door quietly, I decided to go downstairs to get breakfast. I wasn't really hungry but I hadn't eaten anything for two days. Our maid, Joy, was always nagging at me, saying, 'You are a growing boy. If you keep going days without eating you'll only be skin and bones!'

That made me laugh every time. Joy was like a grandmother to me, more so than my own. If ever I would refuse to do what she demanded she would go all 'old lady mode'-as Aki put it one time-and start telling me how things were in the olden days until I gave in. Even though she annoyed me to near death sometimes I still loved Joy none the least.

I was just about to go into the kitchen when I heard my name being called from behind me. Turning around I saw my father, Joy, and some girl who I didn't recognize.

"What is it father?" My eyes never left the girl as I said this. She was very pretty. Her hair was white like mine though much longer and very straight, and her eyes were pink. At first glance I could tell she was like me. I guessed her age to be about sixteen.

"Usaku," He said with his usual sternness, bringing my attention back to him. He was a handsome man, looking more like an older version of Akinori and Yoshiaki but with harder features. "Your mother, Joy, and myself have been noticing you've been somewhat depressed lately. As a Yukio that is not acceptable, you know that. We are a strong family, the most influential on all of Moonlit Satin Island."

With a nudge from my father the girl came forwards a bit, bowing formally. Her pink eyes locked on my red ones. "My name is Sylver," She said, "Your father has hired me to become your companion. I shall be keeping you company from now on during the day. How do you do?" Her gentle voice and smile made my heart flutter, I knew I must have been blushing.

Joy looked at Sylver approvingly, winking at me.

"I believe Miss Sylver will be an excellent influence on Usaku," She said. "Don't you think that too, Hatori?"

He nodded, his neatly swept back black hair never moving out of place. "She should be a very good influence on my son. I'm sure in due time she will help him become a true man fit to be a Yukio."

Sylver giggled and walked towards me, taking my hand in hers, and leading me into the kitchen. "Come on Usaku, let's have breakfast."

It was fun talking with Sylver, she's one of the first girls to talk to me and not find me strange, though that's most likely because she's albino too.

When Akinori finally came downstairs they instantly got along. She smiled at him like they were good friends. It made me happy to see the two of them getting along.

I became more happy after Yoshiaki showed up. He tried flirting with Sylver and she brushed him off like a bug! In rage he stomped out of the kitchen, saying she was a slut. Sylver merely shrugged it off and we continued talking like there had been no interruption. After a bit Aki dismissed himself to go after a still steaming Yoshiaki.

"What do you want to do?" I asked her as we headed into the sitting room.

"Well, we could-" Ring-Ring! "Hang on a minute Usaku," She said, taking a cell phone out of her pocket and bringing it to her ear. "Hello? Oh, hi bro…" She paused, "I'm working right now…Okay, hang on." She looked at me. "Is it alright if my brother comes over? He's not that much older than us and he won't stop whining that he's bored."

"Sure," I said, "Everyone should be leaving soon so it should be fine."

She mouthed a thank you and went back to the phone. "It's fine if you come over…You can't miss this house, it's the huge white mansion we passed when we arrived here…Yes, the one you though was pretty, the Yukio Mansion…Okay, see you then. Bye" Putting the cell phone back in her pocket she looked back at me, a little weary looking. She said, "Let me just apologize ahead of time. My brother can be a little…eccentric."

I smiled, saying it was fine.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," I laughed, "I'm sure your brother isn't that bad."

She laughed, shaking her head. "It's your funeral Usaku."

"Iggy, you're a jerk!" I yelled, slamming the front door behind me.

"Complain all you want Xanthus!" I heard him yell form inside the house, his British accent becoming lost in the angry pitch of his voice, "The answers still going to be no!"

Taking a random towel from the ground I wiped the blood off my neck. "Little basterd," I grumbled, tossing the towel back onto the ground. "Bites me, makes me hard, then refuses to do it…Urgh! I'll rip his head off!"

Stomping off to the Yukio Mansion I tried thinking of calming things. Birds. Birds are calming, but they can be red…Iggy's hair is red…I've never hated the color red as much as I hate it now…

"God damn that little red-headed cock sucker!"

People on the street turned to stare at me as I mumbled unmentionable things in my rage but I paid them no attention. I was pissed. I needed to cool down. The best way to do that is make fun of Sylver for getting stuck as a baby sitter for some rich brat. I love my sister, really I do, but at times like this she makes the best target to take frustrations out on.

I stopped when I reached the Yukio Mansion. It was a lot bigger than I remembered. Of course it had been dark when Sylver, Iggy, and myself saw it…

A man in a black suit came up to the gate, demanding to know who I was and what I wanted, also saying something about most of the Yukio's not being there at the moment.

"The names Xanthus Kairo." I said. "My little sister Sylver just got a job here and I'm supposed to meet her."

The man turned towards two hooded figures in black.

The slightly taller of the two said:

"He's telling the truth. That's my older brother."

Sylver.

"Hey sis," I waved with a fake smile planted on my face.

She ignored me and had the guy in black open the gate doors.

I waved to him in thanks then strolled casually over to Sylver, hugging her tightly when I reached her. "So how's life?" I asked.

"It's fine." She coldly responded.

That was harsh…"Someone's in a bad mood…"

" I wonder why," She muttered, "It couldn't possibly be that you come home at three in the morning and are now expecting that I'm not angry."

Ah. So she really was mad about that…And here I thought it was just her time of the month. If that's even possible anymore...I'll have to ask her next time there's a chance.

"I'm so sorry my beloved little sister!" I apologized, trying to hug her as we walked to the house. "I will never do that to you ever again!"

When we reached the two large front doors she shrugged me off and turned towards the other hooded figure, who I had forgotten all about until now.

"Are you sure you want to let him in?" She asked. "This is your last chance to refuse."

The figure nodded, whispering, "It's fine."

Sighing, Sylver opened on of the doors, letting the three of us in. When said door closed it was dark in the open space, though I could still make everything out. Extravagant religious paintings hung on the walls and in the corners of the room there were statues of the blessed Virgin Mary holding baby Jesus. The tiles making up the floor were in a complicated mosaic style that could leave a person staring at it for hours without getting bored-well at least I could stare at it for hours. Besides the floors everything in the space was white. If I didn't know any better I would have sworn I had accidentally walked into a church.

Sylver was the first to remove her hood, her long white hair tumbling out gracefully. The other simply stood there as still as a statue.

"Is that kid alright?" I asked her.

"I don't know," She said as she removed the black cloak. "Usaku? What's wrong?"

My body froze at hearing the name. Could it be…

"Usaku?" I reached for him but he quickly darted away.

Sylver looked between the two of us. "You two know each other?"

"Of course!" I exclaimed while practically jumping the figure in black. This time I was able to catch him by the wrist. Dragging him towards me I yanked his hood off. Red eyes stared at me nervously, then looking away as he struggled to free himself from my grasp. "So," I mused, wrapping my free arm around his waist, "You're the little rich brat. And a Yukio none the least, son of the richest family on Moonlit Satin Island. This house sure does explain why you had a religious complex before."

"What are you talking about?" Demanded my very pissed looking sister. "Usaku is a pious, quiet, and shy boy. He wouldn't deal with the likes of someone as vulgar as you."

I laughed at that and pulled a still, somewhat, struggling Usaku against myself. He blushed furiously as I ran my hand across his slender hips.

"He's not pious or quiet." I told her. "Shy, yes, but that adds to how delectable he is. You ask where I was last night? I was in the woods, with Mr. Yukio, and let me tell you my dear sister, it was not a pious meeting."

In rage Sylver marched towards us, pulling Usaku away from me. She then faced me, her pink eyes staring down into my cerulean ones. Why did my weaker little sister have to be taller than me? It just isn't right.

Between clenched teeth, she asked, "What do you want with Usaku? You already have Ignatius."

"I don't care about Iggy. He's a dick. Besides, he was never mine and you know it."

She calmed a bit. We both knew who he really belonged to. It was the same person we wanted secretly though our prides would never allow us to admit it.

Sylver glared at me with hatred and malice. So it was going to be a battle of wills then. Fine. I'm not going to loose.

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