Morning came and went as the 5 brothers left sat around their living space, each doing their respective activities. Well, that is except a certain yellow matsu. He couldn't quite place it, but something was definitely off with how the day was going so far. He looked around the room, still grinning as he say each brother lazing about around him. With his smile turning into one of a serious expression, he thought harder as to what was missing. But only to be interrupted by Choro and Oso starting to bicker over what Oso said. Jyushi didn't quite hear but it didn't seem important.
"What do you mean you don't care? He could be out some where right now for all we know. He didn't even come home last night and he wasn't here for breakfast," said Choro with a irritated look on his face as he slammed the magazine he was reading down. Oso countered his expression with a bored one of his own, rubbing under his nose.
"So? He was probably kidnapped by Chibita again for ransom. He'll be back soon. Besides its nice and quiet for once around here with out his painful monologues forced on us. Just enjoy it for once Chorofappyski."
" WHO IS CHOROFAPPYSKI?" He yelled back at him as the other snickered. At that moment it hit Jyushi like a ton of bricks.
Karamatsu-niisan isn't home...
And as he thought this, he though he could have heard the faintest of someone walking. But when he looked around, everyone was still there.
He walked out of the room, shaking slightly as he hugged himself. " What should have I expected... It really is like when Chibita kidnapped me." He sighed as he quietly slipped into the bedroom they all shared and laid down on the couch, no longer willing to hear what they had to say. Why was it like this? Why was he such a burden to those he loved dearly? He only ever spoke the truth, but it seemed that it was, as they put it, painful.
"Heh, did you really think they would care? YOU DUMB ASS of course they wouldn't!" Kara gripped his head, shaking the voice away.
"N-no. They do care. I just need more time! T-they do care. They do! I-I'm sure of it..." He said to himself quietly, unaware of the tears falling more and more steadily as the voices started to talk louder. With a shaky breath, he concentrated on just laying down and sleeping.
As he closed his eyes, he took deep breaths to calm himself down, unaware of the figure climbing up the stair to the same room he was residing in. He nearly jumped off the couch when he heard the door open. Making sure to not make any noise, he looked around, only to see Osomatsu himself standing there, looking into the room blankly.
"Did he hear me?" was the only thought that went through Kara's head as he stared back at his brother.
Oso took a deep breath and sighed, walking into the room. Quickly and quietly, Kara got off the couch and tip toed to the corner of the room to see what the other was about to do. The eldest turned and went to sit on the couch, laying down on his back on it, staring at the ceiling. Confused, Kara wondered what was wrong with his brother. He had never seen him with such a stressed face before, usually it was relaxed or borderline devil like, but now he was almost close to a face Choro pulls every time he has an interview (a real one) to go to. It was not a good look on the usual laid-back brother. Sweating slightly due to tension, Kara slowly sat himself down on the ground, watching his brother for any reaction. After a few minutes, the eldest turned on his side facing away from Karamatsu. But what he said made Kara's mind reel.
"Come home already.."
Choromatsu wasn't the type to really pay attention to his brothers. Especially the older ones. He always thought he should have been the oldest, seeing (in his point of view) that he was the most responsible one out of the six of them. Because of that high headedness, he never really gave much thought to the eldest of them, but mostly Karamatsu. Sure he loved him, they're brothers so its really no question. But... he is the type though to get worried. He only started to notice Karamatsu's absence when he realized that it really was too quiet. He had gotten so use to hearing the second oldest's singing that it became white noise to him. Maybe that's why he got so anxious when he didn't hear that music anymore. As he thought about it more and more, he realized that Kara was not only gone for the day, but he never came back home the pervious night. Though still shaken up with his bicker with Osomatsu, he could help but still worry. Though he didn't show it, he was now more concerned on why the others not only didn't notice much, but now that they did, they didn't care. Why don't they...
Choro stared down at his magazine in disbelief.
We never cared for him ever. Why?
