I did another Omake XD

"No!" Rin shouted as he flailed his arm out which hit off Yukio's glasses. The brunette had just recently gotten the glasses since he complained to his Father about not being able to see. So it was off to the eye doctor and they had discovered that Yukio needed glasses. Rin had wanted to play with them, but when Yukio told him that Shiro had said to take good care of them, the other tyke had decided to throw a fit.

"Daddy!" Yukio cried out. Tears welled in his teal eyes and Shiro came to his rescue.

"What is it?" the man asked, kneeling down to face his two sons. Yukio pointed to the ground, unknowing that he wasn't actually pointing to his glasses, but his Father's shoes.

"Did Rin take your glasses off?" Shiro asked, assuming what had happened. Yukio shook his head, which surprised Shiro. "What did he do?"

"Nii-san hit my glasses off!" Yukio cried out. The tears ran down his cheeks and Shiro wiped them away with his thumb.

"Now, now, no tears. Daddy will take care of it," Shiro said. He brought his arms around Yukio and comforted him until the boy calmed. "Go with Maruta and Kyodo, I'm sure they'll entertain you while I deal with your brother," Shiro said. Yukio gave a nod and walked to see the other clergymen.

There was a pregnant pause while Shiro and Rin stared at each other in complete silence. They could faintly hear Yukio as he gave laughs of joy with the others. How Rin wished he could be apart of that.

"Rin," Shiro broke the silence. He stared at his son for a moment before continuing. "Why would you do that to your brother?" he asked.

"Yukio wouldn't let me play with them!" Rin exclaimed, obviously referring to the glasses. Shiro sighed, knowing he would have to explain this to the young boy.

"Rin, Daddy told Yukio to take good care of his glasses. If he doesn't, they could break. Daddy doesn't want Yukio to break his glasses, and neither does Rin, right?" Shiro asked. The boy couldn't help but nod. "That was why Yukio wouldn't let you play with them. He just wanted to take care of them for Daddy without getting them broken. Do you understand?" Shiro knew there was a possibility of Rin not understanding. After all, even if he was a demon spawn, he was still a three-year old.

Rin surprised his Father when he nodded in understanding. Shiro chuckled, the boy never ceased to amaze him.

"Alright, then. Why don't you go apologize to Yukio?" Shiro suggested. The boy nodded once more and ran towards his twin. Shiro watched his son scamper off and gave a chuckle.

"Nii-san!" Yukio exclaimed when he was bumped into by a running figure that happened to be his brother. The younger twin was surprised when Rin pat him on the head like Shiro did when he was comforting them.

"Sorry, Yukio," Rin pouted. Even though he had pouted, he did seem sorry. That was enough for Yukio.

Omake:

"Rin!" Yukio glared as he stood in the doorway of their dorm room. He saw his brother, sitting at his desk, wearing his glasses.

"Wow, you really are blind!" Rin exclaimed. He gave a laugh. "Look, Yukio, I'm you!" the older twin continued to laugh. Yukio quickly snatched away the glasses and placed them in the specific drawer that Yukio kept for his spare glasses that was in his desk.

"When are you going to grow up, Rin? You act just like you did when we were three-years old," Yukio sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"When are you gonna stop acting like the old man? Seriously, I can see a gray hair growing, and a wrinkle too!" Rin smirked at how clever his response was.

"If I have gray hair it would be from how childish you act and how I have to watch over you. Honestly, act your age, Rin. Besides, we look nothing alike, so you could never act like me," Yukio said.

"We do look alike, despite what you think, little brother. We're twins," Rin argued.

"Fraternal twins, Rin. Now stop fooling around and get your schoolwork done. I expect that essay on how to hunt a demon to be finished by tomorrow," Yukio ordered.

Rin frowned. "You're evil."

This was enspired by my sister and I. We were playing guitar hero and arguing over what song to play on. Since we've both started playing on expert it's hard for us to agree on a song. She hit me in the arm and I hit her back as I childishly whined, "Nooo!"

R&R