Chapter Four – A New Home, A New Start. Again.
After Pit pushes Kuro out a two story window, everyone believes the black haired angel is dead, but is he really? What does Ephriam have planned for Ike's and Kuro's dead bodies? Is the mercenary still alive? How can that be, he was stabbed through the stomach!
I wearily open my eyes. The pain in my shoulder has returned, and it's searing my entire arm. I groan in pain and roll over onto my unhurt arm. I'm holding my hurt shoulder while tears well up in my eyes. I feel my body press to something, but I take no notice of it.
"Roy? Are you okay?" I hear a familiar, feminine voice.
I let out a low groan as my arm keeps searing in pain. I feel a hand on my shoulder. I open my eyes and look up. Marth is staring down at me worriedly. I gasp in shock.
"Marth! You're alive! You survived!" I can't believe it!
Marth actually survived! I'm so happy we didn't lose him too. Pit and Kuro must be so happy. Pit and Kuro!
"Where's Pit and Kuro?!" I ask in fear.
"Father? You're awake! Oh, I'm so happy you're awake!" I hear Pit gasp happily.
I feel pressure on my side, and then Kuro leans down in front of me. His crimson eyes are wide in worry. I smile as I feel another weight on my legs, and I know it's Pit.
"Are you guys okay? You're not hurt or anything, are you?" I ask as I look over Kuro.
"They're fine. I made them shower; they're in clean clothes and everything. They even helped me clean you and Marth up. Mostly you, but they did help Marth too." Ephriam stands up and comes over behind Marth.
He smiles down at me.
"Have you settled them into their room? Are they comfortable here?" I know I'm at my house, as I recognize my room.
"Yes. They say they don't like the stairs to get up here, but that's it. They like it here much more then at Ike's. A friend of mine and I went out and got them a little more clothes for here, and we got a lot of extra bandages for your shoulder and Marth's side." Ephriam explains.
Kuro carefully leans down and rubs his cheek on mine. I smile, rubbing my cheek on his back. I feel Pit rest his chin on my head. I feel the pain in my arm slowly ebb as the overwhelming happiness I'm feeling drowns it.
"I love you father. I'm so happy you're okay." Kuro whimpers as he presses his cheek closer.
"I love you too." I whisper back.
"Pit, Kuro, please give me a moment to help Marth and your father get dressed. Go on and go downstairs." Ephriam orders.
Pit and Kuro look at each other, then down at me. At first, I think they won't listen to him, but they carefully get off me. Kuro slowly, making sure there's as much room as possible between him and Ephriam, follows Pit out the door. I watch them go out the door. Pit starts down stairs, while Kuro looks back at me. I give him a reassuring smile.
He smiles unhappily back, then turns and follows Pit slowly. Ephriam closes the door. He comes over and holds his hand out to Marth. The prince takes the other royal's hand. Ephriam wraps one arm around Marth's waist to help him sit up.
I watch the beautiful prince cringe in pain as he sits up completely. He's sitting up straight, and he looks very stiff. I reach forward and put my hand on his leg. He looks over at me. I have never met anyone with such beautiful, baby blue eyes. His eyes are brighter than anything I've seen.
He's so strong, despite his weak, feminine appearance. He's managed to survive everything he's been through without letting it drag him down too much. He's been so quiet since I brought Pit and Kuro home though. Usually he'd talk, and talk, and keep talking. Sometimes, no one even knew what he was talking about.
"Marth, your bandage soaked through. Unfortunately, you still haven't completely stopped bleeding, but it's not as bad as it was before. Come on, I'll change your bandages. Roy, I will be back for you in a moment. Please get up and get as dressed as much as possible without hurting yourself more." Ephriam starts carefully leading Marth into the bathroom.
I see the door close. I carefully sit up, then look around. I see my clothes, clean and fixed, folded on the chair next to my bed. I reach over with my good arm and pick them up. Standing up slowly, the blanket falls off me, chilling my skin. It's too cold in here. I hope Pit and Kuro are fine in their room.
I'm completely naked. My face gets red. Hopefully, Ephriam didn't allow Pit and Kuro to be in here while I was naked. I can't believe they were sitting on me earlier and I was naked. I feel my face burn in embarrassment.
I use my one good arm to, troublesomely, pull my underwear up. I manage to get my pants up, when Ephriam comes out of the bathroom, holding Marth. He has new bandages and a new bandage around his head, covering one of his eyes. Some of his hair is sticking out from under the bandage.
"What's wrong with his head?" I ask, as he didn't have the bandage on his head before.
"I'm making sure the wound on the back of his head stays clean and gets better." Ephriam clears his throat as he sets Marth down on the bed.
"Wound? When did he get that?" I turn around to Marth.
As far as I know, Marth's head was never hurt, only his side. Ephriam carefully fixes Marth's hair. The blue haired prince smiles a thank you to the other, green haired prince. Ephriam sits down in between us.
"Well, on our way here, we were ambushed while camping out. You were awake for a while, but you were knocked out. When your son saw what happened to you, he tore that man apart. Almost literally. I had to drag him off. Your son really loves you." Ephriam leans against me, winking once as he laughs.
"Which one?" I ask.
I couldn't see Pit ever hurting anyone, no matter what. I had to have been Kuro.
"Kuro. Pit was going to do it at first, but Kuro wouldn't let him in case he got hurt too." Ephriam explains.
"Oh. He didn't get hurt, did he?" I ask worriedly.
"No, just a couple scratches. They were more worried about you than their own safety. You should have seen how angry Kuro looked when that bandit hit you in the back of the head." Ephriam shakes his head in disbelief.
"What? That's why I don't remember anything." I mumble to myself.
"Yeah, they got you pretty good. You're lucky they only hit you with a club. The back of Marth's head got sliced open by one of their swords. You both were out instantly. Me and your little boys got rid of them real fast though." Ephriam laughs.
"Have they been doing their school work?" I lean back to help prop my arm up.
"No. They won't listen to any one but you. I told them to do their school work; they just came in here and laid against you. Marth was the one who got them to take a shower and change their clothes. Other than then, they wouldn't leave your side no matter what. They haven't eaten because of how worried they are. Please, get them to eat something! They're gonna starve if you don't!" Ephriam sounds very lighthearted.
"Okay. Umm… Can you help me get my shirt on?" I sit back up again, my voice quiet.
"Yeah. Where's your shirt?" He stands up off the bed and looks around.
I hand him one of my sleeveless shirts. He helps me lift my arm, then helps slip the shirt over my arm. Once we get it on my hurt arm, I put it on the rest of the way. My arm is in more pain than before since I lifted it, but it doesn't hurt to bad.
"It makes me sad to watch you put a shirt back on. Your body is so sexy." Ephriam laughs quietly, covering his mouth and smiling.
"You've always been a pervert." I huff as I walk over to the door.
"Hey, hey! What about Marth? What do you want me to do with him?" Ephriam quickly scrambles up off my bed, falling on his stomach.
Ephriam sure is acting weird. Usually he so regal and calm. Marth leans over the bed and looks down at him.
"Uh, are you okay?" Marth asks carefully.
Ephriam carefully lifts himself up, panting heavily, trying to get his breath back. I walk over to him and kneel down.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Ephriam coughs.
I stand back up and turn to the door. For some reason, Ephriam isn't the only one acting strange. Now that I think about it, Kuro was acting really weird too. He seemed to be a little on edge about Ephriam. Maybe that's why Ephriam's acting so weird too.
I go out the door, not waiting for them. I sorely go down the stairs, then out into the living room. I don't see Pit or Kuro. I turn around, going into the dining room. Pit and Kuro are sitting at the table, yelling at each other.
"It's all your fault! If you wouldn't have gone off, then Ike never would have done that to me!" I watch as Kuro jumps on Pit, tumbling him over and pinning him to the ground.
"It's not my fault! I'd never want anything like that to happen to you!" Pit roughly pushes Kuro off him.
"Just admit it!" Kuro jumps on Pit again, this time pinning him down successfully.
"Admit what? I never did anything!" Pit snaps as he pushes on Kuro's chest.
"Now that we have a father and a safe place to live, you don't love me anymore! I know it's true! You don't love me!" Kuro sounds like he might cry.
"Really? That's what this is about? You know I still love you! Get off me!" Pit knees Kuro in the stomach, making Kuro cringe and fell off him.
Pit jumps up and onto Kuro. The two tumble over, stopping with Pit still above him. I watch the brown haired angel smack his brother in the face. Kuro throws Pit off him. They continue to attack each other, but I can tell they're getting tired.
I watch Kuro jump on Pit, knocking them both over. Pit smacks his brother again, but Kuro leans down and grabs Pit's arm. Pit struggles to get his arm out of the other angel's grip. Kuro bites his brother's shoulder.
"Ow! Kuro, let go!" Pit cries.
"No! Not until you admit it!" Kuro growls, but it comes out more like "No! Nof until you admif!"
"Kuro! Get off your brother!" I yell at him.
Kuro quickly lets go and scrambles under the table. Pit whimpers as he sits up, holding his arm. A tiny amount of blood trickles out from under his hand. I go over to Pit. He looks up at me. He looks scared. I reach down and move his hand. He's bleeding, but it doesn't look bad at all.
"Go to your room. I'll be there in a minute." I sigh.
Pit gets up and runs to his room, tears edging his eyes. I look over at Kuro. He's at the edge of the table, staring up at me. His eyes are wide in fear. I take a step forward, and Kuro ducks down and moves back. I slowly and sorely sit down. I watch Kuro curl up into the fetal position and wrap his wings around himself.
"Kuro, come here." I hold my hand put to him.
He looks up over one of his feathers, then lowers his head again. I sigh, then move a little closer. He folds his wings to his back again, backing up more towards the other end of the table.
"Kuro, what are you doing? Come here." I move closer.
Kuro turns around and crawls out from underneath the table. I go to get up and go talk to him, but he runs out of the dining room and up the stairs. I groan as I follow him towards the stairs slowly. I hear a door close. I figure he's in his and Pit's room.
I finally make it up the stairs, then go to their room. I open the door, and stop dead. Pit is trying to shove Kuro out the window. The black haired angel is holding onto the windowsill, begging Pit to stop trying to push him out of the window.
"Pit! What are you doing?" I gasp as Kuro is pushed out.
He grabs the edge, but Pit slams his fist down on Kuro's hand. The other angel yelps, then falls. I jump over to the window. I look out the window and watch as Kuro hits the ground with a very loud thud. So loud, I heard it clear from up here on the second floor. I turn to Pit, completely enraged.
"Why would you push your brother out the window?" I ask, trying to keep my anger in.
Pit lowers his head and backs up. I run out of the room, jumping down the stairs, and run out the front door. I run over to where Kuro's lying in the grass. I lean down in front of him. I reach out and put my hand on the back of his head.
"Kuro? Are you okay?" I scoop him up with one arm, then head back into the house.
As I get to the top of the stairs, I see Pit standing in the doorway of his room. Just as I look at him, he jumps over his bed and hides behind it. I bring Kuro into my room. Once the door's open, I see Ephriam sitting over Marth trying to kiss him.
Marth pushes on his face, looking rather disgusted. Marth sees me, and roughly shoves Ephriam off him. The green haired prince lands on his ass, then looks up. He also sees me standing in the door, holding Kuro.
Both their faces turn bright red. "Oh, hi Roy!" Ephriam jumps up, smiling foolishly.
"Ephriam, get out. I need to talk to Kuro." I growl, narrowing my eyes.
He gets up, still blushing, and leaves the room. He closes the door behind him.
"What's wrong?" Marth sits up and looks over at me.
"When I went down stairs, Pit and Kuro were fighting with each other, and Kuro bit Pit's shoulder, then I don't know what Kuro was doing, but I'm pretty sure Kuro thought I was going to hurt him, so he was hiding under the table, then he ran off and went into his room. When I got there, Pit was trying to push him out the window. He successfully pushed him out the window, unfortunately, and now he's hiding from me." I sigh as I carefully lay Kuro down on my bed, next to Marth.
"Pit pushed him out the window? Wow, what in the world possessed him to do that?" Marth looks down at Kuro.
Kuro's head falls to the side, a small stream of blood dripping out of his mouth. I sit down next to him and turn his head back to me. His eyes are slightly open, but I don't think he's conscious. What am I going to do? What if he's dead? I feel my heart jump.
"Roy, I think he's dead," Marth whispers almost silently.
"No, no, he's not dead. He can't die, right? He's an angel, he's already dead. I think," I shake the thought of him being dead, but it still lingers in the back of my mind. "Kuro, come on, wake up." I carefully shake him.
"Roy, I don't think you should shake him like that. Please, just accept it. He's gone." Marth puts his hand on mine and pushes it off Kuro.
"No! He's not dead!" I scoop him up to my chest, then lean down and press my nose into his neck.
"Roy, you're just going to make this harder on yourself." Marth gives me a sincere look.
"Pit killed his own brother! It's no wonder they weren't wanted in Heaven!" The door slams open, and Ephriam comes inside.
"He did not kill his brother!" I snap, though I believe he might be dead.
"Then why won't he wake up? He's a six year old, who fell from a two story window. He's dead." Ephriam walks over to me, and takes Kuro from my arms.
"Give him back!" I cry as I stand up quickly.
"No! I'm not going to let you cling to a dead angel. I'm getting rid of him with Ike's body." Ephriam walks out the bedroom door.
I jump up, but I'm hit in the back of the head with something. I fall to the ground, the back of my head throbbing. I see the blurry figure of a very muscular man walk past. I hear Marth gasp in shock.
"I thought y-you were dead!" He stutters.
I watch as he walks out of the room, closing the door behind him. I slowly fade out of consciousness.
-Marths P.O.V.-
-Sometime Later-
"Roy? Wake up!" I yell as I smack him in the face.
He quickly sits up and shakes his head. He looks up and sees me sitting over him. He scrambles up, but stops and gasps in pain. I move over to him, wrapping my arms around him and pulling him closer. He looks up at me as I softly put my hand on his shoulder.
"What did Ephriam do with Kuro? Where's Pit? Who was that muscular guy that hit me in the head?" Roy puts his hand on my chest.
He has tears in his eyes. I lean down and press my face into the top of his head. I don't know what Ephriam's doing with him, and I don't want to tell him who that was.
"Marth, please, tell me!" Roy struggles to get out of my grip.
I'm not strong enough to hold him here, so he breaks away from me and jumps up. The tears are streaming down his cheeks. I reach out to him slowly.
"Roy, he's back. Ike never died. He's still alive." I whisper.
"Ike? But how! We watched him get stabbed in the stomach! How is he alive?" Roy's blue eyes get wide in confusion.
"I don't know how either. Please, come here, lay down, when you feel better, we can go find Kuro." I hold both arms out to him welcomingly.
"But I have no idea if Pit is okay or not! Please, let me go get him." Roy pleas.
"Of course you can go get him. Just go nowhere else. When you're done, come in here and lay down." I reply.
Roy carefully goes out of the room.
-Roy's P.O.V.-
I open the door to Pit's room. I see him on the bed, but as he looks over and sees me, he scrambles off the bed and cowers in the corner. I walk over to him, making him wrap his wings around himself and hide his head in the pure white feathers.
"Pit w-" I watch as he sits up, narrowing his eyes and spreading his wings completely.
Each feather fans out and he tenses every muscle in his body. He looks like he's trying to intimidate me. He narrows his eyes more. He looks extremely angry, but not threatening.
"Pit, what are you doing Hun?" I ask quietly, trying to let him know that I'm not angry.
"Go away! Don't hurt me!" He huffs, trying to keep his chest puffed out.
"Pit, I would never hurt you, and you know it." I kneel down in front of him.
"But I hurt Kuro. I pushed him out the window. Aren't you mad?" Pit's eyes widen, and he lowers his arms.
"Yes, I'm a little mad, but more confused than anything. Pit, I need to tell you something. Pit, please come here." I lower the volume of my voice, so I don't sound angry. "Here, let me hold you. This is going to be very hard to explain…" I sigh as I look down.
I feel a soft hand on mine, and I look up. Pit is cautiously reaching forward to me. I also reach forward, scaring him. He draws his hand back quickly.
"I'm gonna have to completely win your trust back huh? And I haven't even done anything to you." I sigh as I reach forward.
I pick him up, making him shrink back. I hold him like a baby, then put my hand on his cheek. I lean down and press my forehead to his how we used to all the time. I feel him relax a little.
"Pit, your brother is… Umm, when you…" I stop, not sure how I'm going to tell him this. "Pit, it's not your fault, but your brother died. The fall from the window killed him." I whisper.
His eyes get wide and tear filled immediately. His jaw drops.
"M-my brother die- I killed my own brother?!" Pit shrieks.
I quickly hold him to my chest, burying my face into his neck. I rub his back while kissing his neck sweetly and comfortingly. I pull away and start kissing his cheek. I dry his tears as he quietly tells himself over and over,
"I murdered my brother. He's dead and it's my fault." He whimpers as tears stream down his cheeks no matter how many times I dry them.
"It is not your fault," I comfort, even though it is his fault Kuro is dead.
"I shoved him out a window! That's what killed him! I killed him! I killed my own brother! I don't deserve to live anymore!" Pit sobs into my chest.
I put one hand on the back of his head. I'm never going to convince him that it's not his fault. Especially since he's right. It is his fault; he was the one who pushed his brother out the window. What I want to know is why Kuro didn't fly, and why Pit was pushing him out the window in the first place.
"Why did he have to die? Couldn't you save him? Did you even try?" I hear Pit ask.
"I don't know why he had to die, and I did try to save him. I just didn't know what to do. I'm sorry Pit." I hug him tighter, even though my arm is burning.
"I'm so sorry I killed him. I never wanted him to die. He was always the stronger, smarter of me and him. I don't understand why he didn't fly. He should've, but he didn't. Kuro hates me now, wherever he may be, I know he does. He hates me because I killed him." The small angel whimpers as he tightens his grip on me.
I softly rub his shoulders, then start carrying him back to my room. When I open the door, I see Marth sitting against the headboard, holding his side.
"Are you okay?" I ask as I set Pit down on the bed.
He looks up, then over at Marth. I watch as his blue eyes linger on me for a second more, then he slowly and cautiously moves over to Marth. The heartbroken angel cuddles up to Marth's unhurt side, begging him to forgive him for killing his brother.
"It's okay; we know you didn't mean to kill him." Marth whispers as he puts an arm around Pit's stomach.
"He's not really dead, is he? It's just some cruel joke you're playing, right? Because you can stop now, I'm scared and sorry, I didn't mean to do what I did, and you don't have to do this." Pit looks up at Marth, putting one hand on his small, flat chest.
"No, Pit, why would we joke about something like that? Your brother is really gone. I'm sorry." Marth also puts one hand on the back of Pit's head.
The small angel bursts into tears again, burying his face into Marth's chest. I sigh as I climb back up onto the bed, cuddling up to Marth and Pit. I put a hand comfortingly on Pit's shoulder. He's probably never going to get to sleep tonight. I wouldn't know how it feels to be responsible for the death of someone you hold so dear. Someone that you can't live without is now not even alive himself. It's tearing me apart; I can just imagine what it's doing to him.
I hear Marth let out a breathy sigh as I lean up against him. I put my hand on Pit's side, feeling him shake as he sobs into Marth's chest. It's going to be a long, long night.
-Pit's P.O.V.-
I wake to a wheezy sounding breathing. A very growly, deep wheezy breathing. At first, I think it might be Roy, but his voice doesn't sound like this. It sounds almost like Kuro, but he's dead. I feel my heart still aching as I think of my beloved brother.
Why did I have to go and kill him? Why didn't he fly? Why did he have to die? Why am I so stupid? I'm so stupid; I shoved my brother out the window and killed him. I roll over, still on Marth's stomach, trying to ignore the growling that I convinced myself is Roy. I feel Marth cringe in pain from my movements.
I look up, my eyes wide in worry that I hurt him more. He's asleep, but his face is twisted in pain. Roy is asleep on Marth's shoulder. One of his large hands was on my side last night, but as he fell asleep it fell and is now on my leg. Both their cheeks are still wet with tears, just as mine are.
I look over at the door. I feel my heart skip a beat. Something is sitting against the door. All I can see is a large black lump. I can tell the growly noise is coming from that. It seems to be asleep. I turn back to Roy.
Silently, I reach up and push him off Marth. He falls over onto his side, and I climb up on him. I don't want to wake the thing in front of the door, so I shake the ginger softly while quietly whispering,
"Father, father, wake up!" I whisper in his ear.
He doesn't wake up. He doesn't even stir. I shake him again, while looking back at the black lump. I turn back to Roy. He still doesn't wake. I sigh, then get back on Marth, making him wince again. I lift myself up with his shoulders.
"Marth? Please wake up." I whisper, hoping he'll wake up.
He doesn't move or open his mouth, but I know he's awake by the "Hmm?" I get in return.
"There's something in here!" I look back over to the lump.
His one uncovered eye opens and he lifts his head. He looks confused.
"Look, over there!" I whimper and lower my head, pointing at the black lump.
Marth looks over, and his eyes get wide.
"Have you woken your father?" He asks quietly, as he can't do anything.
"I tried, but he wouldn't wake up, which is why I woke you up. Should I go see what it is?" I whisper again, carefully sliding off him.
"It looks like its asleep, but it's awfully loud. I don't think you will have a problem with it." Marth nods his head yes.
I carefully inch over to it. I still don't recognize it at all. It's just a feathery, black blob. Wait, feathery? Are those feathers? I reach down and brush my fingertips across one. They are feathers, and they feel like velvet. It lifts its head, scaring me. I hop back, my heart racing.
Its eyes open. I gasp as I see familiar red eyes. I lunge forward, wrapping my arms around him and squeezing him up against me. I press my face into his neck, kiss him softly, then pull back again. I feel tears edge my eyes and happiness crash down on me.
"Kuro, father and Marth said you were dead!" I gasp as I stare at him.
"Dead?" He takes a deep breath. It's very growly and wheezy. "No, I'm not dead," He breathes deep again. "Ephriam took me away, saying I was dead."
"What happened to you? Why are you breathing like that?" I worriedly ask as I reach up and wipe some dried blood off his chin.
"Pit, you shoved me out a window." He takes another shaky deep breath. "My ribs were crushed and are squeezing my lungs together." Another disturbing breath. "So now, I breathe like I have horrible asthma."
I hug him tight again, feeling his ribs, which are crushed together. "I'm sorry I did that Kuro. It's all my fault." I cry into his neck, hoping he's not angry with me.
"It's okay Pit." As he breathes deep, he wraps his arms around me back. "Yes, I am angry with you, but." Another breath. "I forgive you. I know I made you angry."
"I shouldn't have shoved you out the window though. Now you have horrible breathing! It sounds like you're dying!" I whimper as he softly strokes my sides.
"Is that really Kuro? He's alive? Where's Ephriam?" I hear Marth ask.
I pull away and look back at Marth. He sees Kuro, and smiles kindly. I get off Kuro, then help him stand up.
"Why were you asleep in front of the door? Why didn't you come over and lay with us?" I ask as I lead him over to the bed to see Marth.
"Well, I was so tired, I didn't want to move anymore, so I just sat there and fell asleep." Kuro pants.
"Are you in pain?" Marth inquires.
"A little. It's like a…" His small chest heaves as he breathes. "Dull aching."
"At least you aren't in a ton of pain." I point out.
"Yeah, but you guys will never get to sleep with my horrible breathing." He huffs. "It sounds like a train."
"No it doesn't. It is a little growly and loud, but it's not as bad as you think." Marth soothes as he reaches out and softly caresses his cheek.
"Marth, where's father?" He coughs into his shoulder, then looks back. "I really need to tell him something."
"He's right here Honey." Marth smiles.
Kuro, with my help, climbs up onto the bed. He, while panting heavily, crawls over the bed to Roy. He props himself up with Roy's chest.
"Father?" Kuro presses down a little.
"Stop trying to wake me up! Just leave me alone so I can sleep!" Roy rolls over, making Kuro fall.
The small angel gets back up, still grunting and growling to breathe. Kuro looks at me questioningly. I move over to him, putting a hand comfortingly on his shoulder.
"Father, please, it's really important." I beg him to wake up.
"Shut up and go to sleep! You're in a lot of trouble for killing Kuro, so I suggest you go do whatever before you're grounded to your room for a long time." Roy growls, still half asleep.
I feel my heart twist. I put my hands on his arm, feeling anger boil my blood. I grit my teeth, trying to keep my anger in. Why can't he let it go? He's not even dead!
"Dammit, he's not fucking dead! Just wake up and take a fucking look right next to you! I didn't kill my brother!" I snap at him, the meanness in my voice making Marth and Kuro jump a little.
Roy sits up and looks over. He looks absolutely confused. Not angry, but just confused. His eyes meet mine, and he immediately sees the rage burning the bright blue. He looks over and sees Kuro. His jaw drops.
The ginger immediately lunges forward and wraps his arms around Kuro. They hug tight, Roy softly stroking the back of Kuro's head while the tears stream down his cheeks. Roy pulls away, staring down at Kuro.
"Why are you breathing like that? How are you alive? Where did Ephriam take you? Why did Ephriam take you? Did Ike hurt you again?" Our father barrages Kuro with questions, his voice quivering in emotion.
"Umm, well, my ribs were crushed together," He struggles to breathe past Roy's strong arms. "And so were my lungs. So now I breathe like a train." Kuro pants hard. "And Ephriam tried to bring me to his house, and Ike didn't." Another breath, "do anything but ignore both of us. I bit Ephriam, then found my way back here." Kuro pants hard, trying to get his breath back.
I cautiously, avoiding Roy, move over to Kuro and nudge his cheek with my hand. Kuro looks over at me. We sweetly kiss, but it's quickly broken by his need to breathe. I hug him as he pants. I'm pulled away from Kuro, making me yelp and clutch to my brother.
I look up as I'm turned over and see Roy staring down at me. I feel the need to cower and hide creeping up on me, but I convince myself that I'm fine and that he won't hurt me.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you Pit. I'm sorry I wouldn't wake up." He holds me up, hugging me like he hugged Kuro. "Please forgive me."
I hug him back, showing that it's okay and that I forgive him. We hug for a moment longer, then he lets me go. I slip out of his lap and curl around Kuro's stomach. He looks down at me, smiling.
"Am I still in trouble?" I ask, looking back at Roy.
He shakes his head 'no', while replying "No,"
"Okay." I whisper as I lay my head down on Kuro's leg.
My brother puts one hand on the back of my head softly. I look back up at him, then lower my head again. I'm so happy he's not dead. I don't know what I'd do if I actually lost him, and I knew it was my fault. I really wish I wouldn't have shoved Kuro out the window and messed up his ribs.
"I'm so sorry I messed up you ribs brother Kuro." I whisper as I wrap my arms around his leg.
"It's okay Pit. I'm not angry with you." I hear Kuro's growling breathing try to whisper.
Roy moves around so he's behind Kuro and wraps his arms around him. Kuro lays his head back against Roy's shoulder, smiling happily while breathing heavily.
"I guess I'm gonna have to get used to your breathing now." Roy mumbles, trying not to hurt Kuro's feelings.
"I'm sorry it's so annoying. I'm breathing as quiet as I can." The growly angel lowers his head.
"It's okay. Don't worry about it." Roy softly kisses his cheek, then rubs his shoulder comfortingly. "Just try to get some sleep, and if you want, tomorrow, I can bring you to the hospital to see if they can fix your breathing."
"Okay." Kuro breathes and pulls away.
He moves over to Marth, then lays down against his side. Roy also moves over to him, lying down at my brother's side. I hop up onto Roy, making him look up at me. I smile at him as I lay down carefully on Kuro.
Marth softly rubs Kuro's cheek as he closes his eyes, still breathing growly, and falls asleep against Marth's leg. I stare at Kuro's sleeping face, noticing how much he seems to be attached to Marth. He pays more attention to Marth then he does Roy.
I lay my head down on his chest, hoping it's not messing with his breathing too much. Despite his breathing, I slowly fall asleep.
Due to lack of getting to use the computer, I've been slacking on all my stories. I greatly apologize, though I doubt anyone likes this story because of how horrible it is.