Finally back after such a long time! I had been suffering from a writer's block actually. Real trouble it was… I was unable to write anything! I decided out of hopelessness that maybe re-watching the anime will reignite something…

Hehehe, it did!

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I love BroCon…. But I don't own it :(

Chapter – 4 Getting to Know

"So…" Maho drawled.

"Hmm…" I drawled back distractedly, eating my lunch.

I was contemplating a very, very adventurous, two weeks of my life. Moving in, meeting new people, getting used to new home, are some things that really don't happen to you everyday, does it? And Yuusuke again, pretending to ignore my existence even at school.

Two weeks.

A girl could only take this much. I sighed.

Maho probably got tired of my silence, so she grabbed my face, forcing me to look at her.

"So?" Maho pressed on, squeezing my face.

I slapped her hand away, "So, what?"

"Tell me!" Maho clicked her finger demandingly, "How is your new family like? What's your new surname? Any hot brothers you've got to set me up with? It has almost been two weeks! Then there are summer vacations starting from next week! All the more reason to introduce."

I snorted, poking her with the handle of my spoon, "My new family is brilliant, thank you very much. And I'm keeping my current surname for the rest of the high school," I intentionally didn't mention it, glancing once at the red haired buy guffawing at the class entrance with his friends, "Hot brothers yes, setting you up? Dream on."

"Eh~? Stingy girl~" Maho pouted.

I sighed. How awkward would it be for me if that happens, plus Yuusuke would burn me alive if anyone got even a sniff of this!

"So how is it really?" Maho asked curiously but gently. I smiled, touched by her concern. Impatient and non-serious was her dominating trait, but she was sweet and helpful from inside.

"It felt strange in the beginning," I said with a soft smile, "But it is great have siblings. It's nice to have a family."

Maho nodded, "Glad to know."

I nodded, my eyes casually flitting and catching Yuusuke's stare. He panicked and averted his eyes.

I sighed again.

This was way ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous. I shuffled on my feet, adjusting my bag, before walking heavily on my way to home. Even thinking about it was tiring.

Yuusuke always insisted them to go through separate trains and walk separately. Honestly, I was getting tired of it. So I halted on my way, turning back with determination, making Yuusuke jump. I walked up to him quickly, grabbed his wrist, ignored his complaints and dragged him forward.

"B-Baka, what are you doing?!" Yuusuke stuttered out, pulling his hand out of my grip, looking at me with irritation.

"We're close to home." I shrugged, "We can walk comfortably."

"W-What?"

I sighed, "We're not in school now. So, let's walk back home together."

Yuusuke just stared at me. I rolled my eyes, and grabbed his wrist again. He let himself be dragged without complain.

"So Yuusuke-kun," I said cheerfully, "What are your hobbies? Play any sport?"

Yuusuke was startled out of his world as he uttered a, "Huh?"

"Hobbies," I said slowly, "Have any?"

Yuusuke relaxed a bit and pondered about it, "Eh, ah, there is not much. But I like running and playing basketball with Suba-nii." He said the last line with a soft smile. So he has an idol, and a nice one at that.

"Brilliant." I said with a grin. We were getting somewhere.

Yuusuke blushed and mumbled, "Don't surprise me like that."

"Come again?"

"N-Nothing!"

We walked together in comfortable silence and I let go of his wrist. His body totally relaxed. There was a comfortable silence for two minutes, only the sound of our footsteps against the path, the crunching sound of gravel saving me from over-thinking of the repercussions of what I was about to say. I winced. Yolo, right?

"So, how're you coming up with… us?" I asked hesitantly.

He froze quite visibly before continuing, "I still won't accept it."

"Yuusuke-kun." I said softly. He stopped short at my serious tone, looking at me with wide eyes.

"I-I'm sorry… this happened." I continued, looking at my shoes interestingly, "I can't change this. I know you don't want a classmate as your sister. I understand it and I know it's my fault. I won't be bothersome to you-"

"… you don't."

I looked up questioningly, gasping at an angry and hurt Yuusuke. Why- Why was he angry?

"Go." He muttered, shoving his hands in his pockets, "Go home."

I looked down sadly, it was a lost cause after all. And I walked ahead without a word, whispering an apology again as I passed him.

I walked back home gloomily, tears burning my eyes.

"Sod it." I muttered, angry at myself.

I was a bother to him after all. My eyes were a traitor though, and they started leaking, angrily burning my face with the wrath I had stored for almost a year. It reminded me of them again…

"Wait!"

I looked up, but my arm was pulled by a panting Yuusuke, tumbling me a little. He grabbed my shoulders to steady me.

"I-I am sorry!" Yuusuke said guiltily, looking down at his shoes.

"W-What?" I sniffed.

He looked up, his face morphing into horror as he saw my tears.

"I am really sorry!" Yuusuke panicked, "I-I didn't mean to make you cry! I just realized how selfishly stupid I have been, it's not even your fault! I don't want you think you're a bother because you're not. It's all because of you people look forward to come back home. Even Kana-nii! He has made a record of coming back home in three days! Ukyo seems less stressed. Wataru is even more cheerful these days, even Fuuto makes time so that he can spend time at home! Masa-nii seems more concentrated on his work since you take care of Wataru!" Yuusuke cried, fisting his hands on his sides.

I gaped at him. He continued.

"I was just denying. I mean, a classmate," he looked away harshly, as if there was something more to it he avoided mentioning, "suddenly becoming my sister. It was weird for me. God believe me, I never meant to hurt you. I am so sorry, I was just angry with myself! We're all happy to have you here!" He smiled hopefully up at me, his red wine eyes seeking forgiveness. That hard mask finally wore off, and such a relief rushed through me, my tiredness dissipating. I didn't even realize I was that worried about this situation. But I felt closer than ever to any brother… Yuusuke.

I blinked back tears, but they spilled again. I sobbed and sniffed. But before Yuusuke could panic again, I held my hand up.

"N-No." I mumbled, pulling out my tissues and wiping my face, "Happy tears this time."

Yuusuke looked at me carefully, "O-okay," he said, looking confused.

I laughed.

I felt jubilant, suddenly flying to the brighter end of a spectrum. This was different. This wasn't betrayal. I wasn't being hated. I smiled again, thanking heavens that Rin was marrying such a nice lady. I was glad I entered this family.

I couldn't control anymore, so I jumped on him.

"Thank you!" I grinned happily, hugging him tightly.

"Wha-ha-un-eh, y-ye-yeah." Yuusuke stuttered, holding my shoulders lightly.

I kissed him once on the cheek and grinned at him again.

Yuusuke turned beet red and stood rigidly, before muttering an 'excuse me' and running ahead. I shook my head amusingly and walked back home. Shy but having a strong sense of justice, Yuusuke was a nice guy.

The lift tinged down and opened as I climbed in, my footsteps light in the carefree moment I was feeling. I pushed the third floor button, blinking in pleasant surprise to find Ukyo coming in.

I smiled at him, "Welcome back."

He looked at me with wide eyes, surprised for a moment.

"What's wrong?" I frowned slightly in concern, for the first time my eyes going down to his appearance. His hair looked ruffled and his coat was crinkled in places, his shirt's collar was crooked and there were purple bruises under his eyes. He looked thoroughly tired.

"Nothing." He sighed but smiled, pushing the fifth floor button and I noticed a pile of clean towels in his hands, reminding me of a certain incident that happened a few days ago. I flushed pink.

"You look tired," I continued, clearing my throat.

"Yes," he looked down guiltily, his loose hair falling in his eyes, giving him a youthful appearance. If he just took off his glasses… I blushed, "We had a challenging trial today," he smiled satisfactorily, "But we finally won the case."

I smirked, "Competitive much?" I loved fighting spirit. Mainly because I was the same, though not much competitive.

Ukyo looked from under his lashes sideways, his maya blue eyes capturing mine, knocking me breathless for a moment. He tilted his head slightly, his lips curling into an uncharacteristically naughty smirk, "Very much so." He drawled, with an unclear intent gleaming in his eyes. He reminded me of Fuuto for a moment, only so much more… droolable version, if that was even a word. Well it runs in their genes, apparently. I pressed down another blush.

I gave a mocking nod instead, smirking back, before laughing together.

"You should rest." I said after our quiet laughter subsided, the elevator tinging to the third floor.

"I don't have to work tomorrow," he said easily, pulling off his black coat, "I can rest after I have made dinner."

I tried not to frown, but nodded, "Then breakfast is on me tomorrow."

Before Ukyo could speak, or protest for that matter, I skipped out and winked as the door started closing, "Laters."

"E-m-a-chan~!"

I tried to pull away reflexively under the vise-like grip of Tsubaki Asahina before I relaxed instantly. Honestly, did he ever get tired jumping upon me like that?

"Tsubaki-san," I said in amusement, shrugging off his grip. I turned around, finding the sparkling twin still trying to hold me as I dodged myself. I patted his back instead, and went to Yuusuke to the sofa with my textbook, who was currently glaring daggers at Tsubaki.

"Ehhhh~ What a cold welcome." Tsubaki pouted. I suppressed a snort, he looked too cute like that!

"Stop teasing her Tsubaki," Azusa descended from the stairs, muttering tiredly as he plopped unceremoniously down beside me.

"Hey to you too," I teased.

He just gave me a tired, but a true smile.

"What are you two doing?" Azusa asked, while Tsubaki walked to sit next to Azusa.

"Homework." Yuusuke replied instead, scratching his head at a particular problem where even I was confused. I slapped away his hand as an idea occurred to me.

I clucked my tongue, "If you put this formula…" I tried to differentiate it, but then, "Oh bugger it." That was too far from the actual answer.

"What?" Yuusuke looked at me in confusion.

"Huh?"

"You said something weird."

I thought deeply again, blushing when I realized, "Did not."

"Azusa-san," I turned to him before Yuusuke could reply back, surprising him, "Can you help us with this problem? We've been at it for almost an hour."

"Oh," Azusa blushed for some reason, picked up my pencil and cleared his throat, "If you do it with this method…" he picked up the other formula I tried in my first attempt.

It took him only two minutes, "Here."

"You were right the first time!" Yuusuke slapped his forehead, "If you hadn't done that step wrong…"

I pumped my fist, "That doesn't matter. Our homework is done." I turned to Azusa excitedly, hugging him from the side, "Thanks a bunch!"

"Eh-ah- you're welcome," Azusa stammered as I let him go.

"There!" Tsubaki jumped between us excitedly, pulling my arm, "If you're done with your homework, let's play!"

I nodded, "I guess we could do that. But-"

"Let's go!"

His grip on my hand got uncomfortable. I looked up at his toothy grin, my own grin fading an inch, sliver of discomfort flitting at the back of my head as I looked into his eyes.

"It's time for dinner!" Ukyo's voice saved me.

I pulled my hand free as I smiled at Tsubaki, "Maybe some other time!"

Before Tsubaki could reply, I turned around and picked my notebook and textbook from the table and walked back to the stairs, thinking about what just happened.

Tsubaki almost seemed… irritated. It was uncharacteristic of him, he was a prankster – he irritated others. My mind seemed to whirl around his amethyst eyes that held an unfamiliar spark rather than the twinkle that gave me squirms of discomfort.

Maybe I was thinking about this too much. I shook my head to myself, he was just tired, or maybe I was tired.

Tsubaki looked back at the stairs from where Ema walked inside the lift, as Yuusuke excused himself and walked away with his notebook.

"Our sis is so cute isn't she?" Tsubaki said happily, pulling Azusa upright.

"I guess so," Azusa said uncomfortably.

Azusa tried to slide the obstruction down the throat. It didn't work. He knew his other half too well. His face screamed enthusiasm but his eyes didn't. It was his trait after all. His eyes shone like that whenever he was upset or angry. Contemplating what to say, while getting pulled up to the stairs… he had this niggling feeling. He wasn't sure if it is true. He had to be sure.

But his mouth did not obey.

"Tsubaki."

They halted in their steps, staring at each other.

"She's not from here, so she isn't really careful about touching people." Azusa explained carefully, as if not trying to incense him. He didn't want to say that, he didn't even know why he was saying that… but he knew what made him mad. He always knew.

Tsubaki shook his head, turning somber, "I know."

They continued walking upstairs in utter silence as Azusa thoughts carelessly wandered to Ema. While Yuusuke, thankfully, was too busy to notice her, her intense stare... it flustered him.

He would have to look out for other guys, she was too pretty for her own good. Azusa closely noticed that she had amber flecks in her chocolate brown eyes, making them more curious and glittering.

If she ever had a boyfriend…

He ignored the uncomfortable knot in his stomach. He would protect his sister with all he has got. She was his — theirs' responsibility after all.

"I was thinking…"

Instantly, everyone's attention including mine went to the Masaomi, who cleared his throat looking once at Ukyo, who himself looked surprised.

"We're planning a vacation trip at our private island," Masaomi explained, "As a little get along so that we get to know our sister better."

I didn't know whether to be surprised and touched that they thought so much about me, excited that we're going to an island, or shocked by the fact that they owned a bloody island.

"We've got to check our schedules," Tsubaki muttered, pulling out a small notebook from his pocket as he checked the dates with Azusa, while Kaname punched some numbers and winked at me (it hardly bothered me anymore), while Ukyo and Masaomi got into a lengthy discussion about god knows what.

Yuusuke was muttering something incomprehensible beside me, blushing beet red.

I squirmed a little in excitement myself, we were going to a beach!

I turned to share my excitement, and found Iori frowning.

"What's the matter?" I asked worriedly.

"I have my exams approaching," Iori murmured, "So does Fuuto."

Oh, "You can study plenty there," I said, making sure to see that no one will disturb them there, "And you're smart, you're going to ace the exam. So is Fuuto-kun."

Iori looked at me in surprise, because of my suggestion or the way I uttered my praises as if commenting on weather, I was unsure.

"How can you say that so surely?" It turned out to be the latter.

"Well," I looked down, playing with my chopsticks clumsily, suddenly conscious of his stare, "I believe so."

I hesitantly looked up to see the most angelic smile I'd ever seen, leaving me breathless for a moment.

"Thank you." Iori said softly. I nodded, not trusting my mouth. Holy Moses, how can a smile be this beautiful?

"Then it's decided," Masaomi's voice brought back our attention to him, "It's next week then."

All brothers gave their assent, while Louis held up his hand.

"I will finish with my appointments this week then," Louis also nodded his agreement, before lithely rising up and rushing upstairs.

"I hope he doesn't push himself." I whispered to Juli.

Juli didn't comment, his button-like eyes studying his figure shrewdly.

Next would be a side story... any guesses which brother? Fill up the blank: Side _?

Excited to know your guesses!