Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Gravitation. I am simply twisting them to suit my needs.
Warning: I will be using a character from another anime, but Candy Hearts will not crossover into that storyline. Only the character's appearance, name, and relative past will be the same.
Chapter Three
Harry's fingers ghosted over the keys of the piano as his mind focused on the things to come. Earlier this morning, he had called Tohma and demanded his time off started today. He had not given the specific reason. He had just told him family issues. Tohma had not argued with him, surprisingly. Either Tohma was getting soft or he had somehow found out the reason before he had even called. Harry snorted in humor. That man was anything but soft.
He had already prepared the guest room for his cousin. Luckily, he and Hiro had not painted the room when they moved in. Hiro had offered to stay and help, but Harry had waved off his help and told him to go to work. If his cousin were anything like him, then he would not appreciate many people being around. After what his mother had done, Harry could not blame him either.
The doorbell rang, breaking Harry's thoughts. Stopping his playing, he scooted away from the piano and made his way down the hall. Hiro had not been happy about moving the piano last night. Of course, he had not let Harry help him. He had to show off his manly skills and move the damn thing himself. 'And he wonders why I gave him no sympathy this morning when he woke up with a backache?' Harry thought.
The singer paused at the door and took a deep breath. This was it. He was meeting his only living family that was not crazy or in prison. Harry grimaced at the thought. His family sure did not have a good record. Steeling his breath and schooling his features, Harry turned the knob and swung the door open.
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"This sucks!" Joni sulked.
Jodi rolled her eyes at her childish sister. "Well, we knew that he was taking time off. We just didn't know when."
"He could have given us a little warning!"
"SHUT UP!" Jeanne snapped.
Joni burst into tears and Jodi rubbed her temples. She felt a migraine coming on. The next two months were going to be very long indeed. 'Damn you, Harry!'
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"Aoyagi Ritsuka, meet your cousin, Nakano Harry." Hisami introduced the pair, while they stared at each other.
Harry drank in the details of his cousin's appearance. He had seen a picture of him, but in person, he could easily see his mother in him. His small frame, the shape of his face, and the bright, jewel tone of his eyes was definitely from the Evan's side. If he had any doubts before, seeing him in person blasted them all away. There was no doubt that Ritsuka was his cousin.
Violet eyes roamed over the man standing before him. He recognized him from somewhere, but he just could not place where. His eyes were a bright emerald and shone with kindness. His hair was just below his shoulders and hung in messy curls. He was not very tall, but then again, neither was Ritsuka. At 14 years old, he stood barely 4'11". He would probably grow a few more inches.
Hisami coughed, making both boys turn away and blush in embarrassment. She laughed lightly at them. "How about we get Ritsuka-kun settled, Nakano-san?" she suggested.
Harry nodded and opened the door wider, allowing them entrance. He waited until both of them had taken off their shoes, then motioned for them to follow. He did not waste time showing the around the entire apartment, but lead them directly to his cousin's new room. The room was not anything special, but it did look nice. Even when it had been there studio of sorts, they had kept a spare bed in there. With as many fights as Yuki-san and Shu-kun got into, they never knew when the idiot would crash at their place. Of course, that would have to stop.
Ritsuka glanced around the room, silently appraising it. The walls and the floor were the same color, a deep, mahogany color. That would not last long once he got his posters up. Hey, he was only fourteen. There was a twin size bed under the window, a chest of drawers along the far wall, and the closet was beside that. Glancing towards his cousin, he could tell the man was nervous. He offered him a small grin and was rewarding with a blinding smile.
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Hisami had not stayed long after he had shown them to Ritsuka's room. She had helped him unpack a few things, but quickly left after. Between the two of them, it had taken little time to unpack his cousin's belongings. Harry then gave him the grand tour, which did not last that long. Honestly, there apartment was not that large. Afterward, Ritsuka made the excuse of being tired and went to take a nap, so Harry told him that he would wake him for lunch.
Harry sat at the piano just thinking. For once, he actually was not playing anything. He had other things on his mind. Did his cousin know that he and Hiro were famous, or had he not realized who they were yet? Should he tell Ritsuka about magic? He had kept it from Hiro for a long time, but in the end, that had only caused problems.
"Do you play?" Harry nearly jumped out of his skin, and he heard Ritsuka laughing behind him.
"You think that's funny?" Harry scowled, making his cousin laugh harder.
"Sorry." the boy managed between giggles.
"Come on. Sit down." Harry scooted over and patted the empty part of the bench next to him. Harry spared a glance at the boy and froze. Surely, he was seeing things. "What's on your head?"
Ritsuka stared dumbly at his cousin, wondering if he had gone crazy. "What are you talking about?" Instead of answering, Harry pointed towards his head. Ritsuka reached up and blushed madly when he realized what his cousin meant.
Harry laughed out right at his cousin's blushing face. "They're kind of cute, Ritsu-kun." he cooed. "But why do you wear them?"
"I like them." Ritsuka answered and took the offered seat. "So, where's your husband?"
Harry blinked at his straight forwardness. He certainly did not beat around the bush. "Oh, Hiro, he's at work. You'll meet him later." He said and ran a hand over his cousin's unique headband. "You ready for lunch?"
The teen nodded and batted his cousin's hand away from his head, causing the singer to laugh.
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"So, why did Harry-kun take off so suddenly?" Shuichi asked, swinging his feet back and forth from his place on the break room's table.
Hiro rolled his blue eyes upward and prayed for patience. Shu was really getting on his nerves today. "Like I told you the first ten times, I'm not telling." he answered in a bored, annoyed tone.
"Is he sick or something? Did a car hit him? Has he got of small pox?" Shuichi's voice rose higher and higher with each question he asked, until he was sounding like a hysterical woman.
"Shuichi, shut up."
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"Do you work also?"
Harry glanced up at the teen and nodded. "Yeah, I work at NG."
Ritsuka frowned. Harry had said that name several times, yet he had not told him what it was. It was almost as if he avoided telling him. "Harry, what is NG?"
Harry hesitated, not sure of how to break the news that his new guardians were famous and he would probably need a bodyguard when he went out in public. Harry took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "NG is a production company. They deal mostly with bands."
"Wow! What do you do there?" The teen asked excitedly.
Harry sighed heavily. He had wanted to wait until Hiro got home to explain everything. "Let's go into the living room and I'll tell you." He rose from his seat and swiftly left the kitchen, not even checking to see if the teen had followed him.
Ritsuka frowned and ran his fingers through his messy hair. Why was his cousin being so evasive? Why would he not want to tell him about his job? The teen rest his head in his propped up hand and sighed. His cousin sure was weird, but not as weird as his mother had been. His body shuddered. No one was as crazy as that bitch.
"HARRY, I'M HOME!" Ritsuka heard from the entranceway.
He figured it must be Harry's husband. Hearing hushed whispering; Ritsuka moved closer to the kitchen door and tried to hear what his guardians were saying. He knew that it was not polite to spy, but he wanted some answers. No one else was giving them to him.
"K said that your new song is number one on the charts."
"Which one was it, Even in Death or Lithium?" The teen gasped and quickly slapped his hand over his mouth. He knew those songs. Hell, he had the CD.
"How did your cousin take the news?" Ritsuka frowned. 'What news?'
"Hiro, I haven't told him yet. I wasn't sure how." Violet eyes blinked in confusion. What did Harry have to tell him? Whatever it was it sounded important.
"Come on, Harry. How hard is it to tell a teenager that his new guardians are famous?"
Ritsuka scrambled away from the door. That is why he had not wanted to tell him about where he worked. Then it finally clicked exactly who Harry was. The hair, the eyes, and the height all matched Eklectic Desire's singer. 'Damn, my cousin is famous.' Of course, not moments later the name Nakano finally registered. His husband's name was Hiro. Nakano Hiroshi was the guitarist for bad luck. 'Shit' was the last thing he thought before his world went black.
Author's Note: All right, I know some of you know who Aoyagi Ritsuka is. If not, then I will tell you. He is the protagonist from Loveless. If you have not figured it out, his cat ears are just a headband with cat ears attached to it in this story. I could not justify his cousin having real cat ears. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. The next chapter is when Ritsuka will confront Harry and Hiro and finally get his answers. Well, cheers!
