italic - Boku/Ore speaking to each other

'italic' - Phone

"none" - normal convos

A few months had passed by since Tetsuya and I joined the team. A couple things changed since then and victory was even more than a hundred percent. We were already unbeatable.

A few days ago, Tetsuya went with father to another country for two months, at the same time came the resignation of our captain. Two valuable players were gone at the time we were to play against one of the top sixteen in middle school.

But even if they not with us during the practice match at Ao Haru, it only took us a few mistakes to note the absence of our passing specialist and the captain, and we had to make do of our own skills. And the five players on court we had then were the strongest, the four regulars and the new player: Kise Ryouta the copycat.

We won by a long shot.

I knew that the training camp was where it began; Kiseki no Sedai.

Training camp was going well, even with the new player. Apparently, he joined mid-season because he got bored of all his other sports club, and found thrill on playing Aomine, as he was the most Kise could match up with. We don't really get along well, even though he was still inferior to me and knew where the boundary is.

Once, I heard that he was "Tetsucchi's future husband". He even said something about asking him out. But not in front of me.

Ever since he knew I was his brother, he avoided me like plague. Which was annoying because how the hell am I supposed to know if he was a threat or not?

And the bastard had the audacity to claim my Tetsuya. Also, Bokushi was really getting annoying- even though I kinda feel the same- having turned his yandere mode on.

It was a miracle he hadn't gone out yet. At least I convinced him not to yet, but there were times I get headaches because of his stubbornness, I almost let him and lost control. And that had happened twice, in front of Tetsuya.

Now here I was, borrowing (without permission) Kise's phone for... stuff. And no, I'm not doing this because I wanted to know how many times I will have to stab him with scissors for hugging Tetsuya. Really, that was Bokushi.

I just happened to have paper and pen with me, so I thought of tallying the number of their pictures together. While gripping my scissors tightly.

I took a little a break to stretch my neck and when I looked up, Shintarou was in the locker room too. He was patiently waiting for me to finish, eyeing the pair of scissors warily.

"Do you need anything?" I asked smoothly, hiding the irritation in my voice.

"Coach was asking for you about ten minutes ago." He turned to his locker and grabbed a towel. "Don't try to kill him." I knew he was hiding his laughter behind the towel, with the barely hidden mirth in his eyes. And I knew very well who he was talking about.

My own eye twitched. Boku snorted in my head.

"...try." I returned my attention to the phone; coach can wait.

Damn this album. What even is this? It's full of Tetsuya- stolen shots and all. I have to transfer all this to my phone.

Call me possessive or whatever. My brother complex was worse than you think, as I found out years ago.

Although, Bokushi was kind of the reason I was like this in the first place. His "Yandere for Tetsuya" virus spreads like wildfire.

The moment he saw Tetsuya when he appeared, he went crazy. I thought he can see everything, but apparently not the phantom. He was even pestering me to swap with him everytime he's in thirty meter radius. But they did become close after a few years.

Until that incident happened.

Everyone knew that once Bokushi wants something, he gets it. Except for our twin. Tetsuya hated him, that's why we decided to keep Bokushi a secret until he decides to forgive him.

Bokushi might seem like the perfectionist, cold hearted person, but he's actually gentle to those he cared about.

But those who stands on his way would definitely be crushed.

It's just a matter of time before he takes the reigns again. It's bound to happen anyway.

"So..." I thought Shintarou was done here, but he leaned against the lockers and dared to start a conversation with me. "Came out of the closet yet?"

I shrugged at that.

A number of people knew about this already, though none strayed too far from very close friends. If word leaks out, things would get messy- father would never let me hear the end of it.

Father might have known already, though it was hard to tell. He would let Tetsuya get away with most things, but I doubt this was on the list. Still, there was hope as long as we lay low. Probably, anyway

"I'm betting father already knows." Shintarou looked skeptical but kept quiet. His eyes were staring at mine, looking for traces of lies.

I sighed in resignation at his suspicion. Father is still strict as ever at everything. To get his approval, I need to work with excellence. And if Tetsuya were to become a distraction, he most certainly will take him away from me.

Finally giving up, Shintarou straightened his posture, walking out the door with a final reminder of my captain duties.

After a few moments of ogling through Kise's phone possibly ruining his face (metaphorically), I decided to check my own. It seemed Tetsuya sent me a message.

Subject: Hi

Hey Sei-kun, how was training camp? It's been a while since I have talked to you, I'm sorry. We have been so busy here that I've forgotten about you. But now I have spare time, maybe we could catch up, somehow.

I smiled at my phone like an idiot. I though he'd forget about me... oh wait, he did.

Subject: Re: Hi

Don't worry about it. Training camp had been well, thanks to me. :P

Even though I would love the idea of us catching up, isn't already past your bed time?

A few moments later, my phone began buzzing. I answered the call automatically- on reflex, without even looking at the caller ID.

'Hey Sei-kun. I, uhm... how are you?'

"Tetsuya, go to sleep."

'But why?' I can hear the stress in his voice. Maybe he didn't have such a beautiful day after all. I'm gonna kill whoever made my Tetsuya's bad mood trigger. '...Sei-kun, I want to see you.'

"Why?" I growled a little to intimidate him. Or at least that's what I wanted to do, except I knew he'd only deadpan it. "It's past your bed time. If you come back here looking like a corpse, you are basketball-grounded for a week."

'A week?!' Heh, he really is a basketball idiot. He must've been infected by Aomine. Either way, when it comes to basket, he wouldn't refuse anything.

"No. A month."

Let me talk to him Ore. I jumped a little at Boku's voice.

He hates you, baka. I reminded, not really on the offensive.

Just trust me on this one. Even though I sighed and told myself not to let him, I still did. I love them both, and if this problem can't be fixed, who knows what could happen in the future- even more problems. I just have to-

"Tetsuya, nii-san still has camp, remember? Please go to sleep for now, I promise to call you tomorrow." Fell out of my mouth before I even knew it. My eyes widen, I can feel Bokushi smirking in satisfaction.

I had to say some acceptable excuse first or Tetsuya would lose it again, but he beat me to it. There was no way Tetsuya wouldn't figure that out now. After all, the only one he calls nii-san is the Emperor. That's right, even his name is so grand it had to be in bold letters.

My twin's response had my bottle flip.

"Oh. Domo, nii-san. Please don't cause any trouble while I'm away, ok?"

"I won't. Just don't take too long or it'll get boring."

My mouth fell open after those words escaped my when did they start to have a normal conversation, without my twin losing it and cursing at my other self? Last I checked my twin gave me the silent treatment and ignored me for a month when I let Boku out.

I must be dreaming. Right.

"Ow!" I hissed quietly.

'Nii-san, are you ok?' came the concerned sweet voice.

Somehow, they're both acting weird but normal at the same time, its kinda hard to believe it's real.

Pfft, stupid. That's why I'll always be better than you. And there's still that. The Seijuuro "Bokushi" Akashi we all know.

What's that got to do with anything?

'Sei-kun?'

"Oh- gomen, gomen. Bokushi's just being himself today." He's acting pretty childish and annoying lately, like he was in a good mood at the time. Maybe this is why.

If my twin still don't lash out in a few minutes, I swear something's wrong in this world, or maybe I'm in a parallel universe.

'Hm, is that so?' I can imagine him sweat dropping. I just can feel his deadpan vibe from the other side of the line. '...nii-san, didn't I just tell you not to cause trouble just now?'

I knew it, I'm dead. There's no way. Just- no way. I didn't realize I was gripping the phone too hard until Bokushi confronted me.

The rest of the conversation dragged for a couple minutes, mostly with the two of them, and with me still questioning reality. Hey, Bokushi might always be right- and that's because of his eye -but I'm not. I'm just like my twin; normal. The prodigious side of mine is the Emperor, which I do not have control of. Yet.

"Seijuuro." came the annoyed grunt of Shintarou. I waved him off, telling him to go ahead as I quickly bid farewell to my twin. I made sure to put Kise's phone back in his locker, before exiting the room.

I still need to go to coach and fulfill my noble duties, and play the new father of the Rainbow army since Nijimura-san quit a couple days ago. Tetsuya might have time, but now I'm the one lacking. Curse time zones.

After the last beach match and a couple of finishing warm ups, we retired to the cabins we were staying in. Although the five of us, and Momoi too, stayed behind a little to buy Gari Gari Kun and hangout for a bit in front of the store like we used to, like we didn't just spend all day with each other, I was happy. I had friends, real ones, unlike in my elementary days, they just befriend me for my money. Tetsuya kind of got it easy with his ability.

I still wish he were here, that he got to spend time with us, that we'd get to see his face light up in the most unnoticeable ways. Not with father and his boring business trip. It was a minus that he was too obedient of father, who didn't even look twice in his direction unless he is needed for something.

I didn't realize I was grumbling to myself until Murasakibara nudged me.

"Aka-chin, you're doing it again..." Murasakibara commented while munching on his snacks. He gazed at me with dull eyes, reminding me of my twin, except Tetsuya had wide, round blues.

"Stop thinking of him too much, nanodayo." Shintarou rolled his eyes, pushing his glasses up even though it didn't move a millimeter. "It's only been a week at most, and you're already acting weird. Your complex is starting to scare me."

That gained him looks from the rest of the them. Only a couple in the team knows, only those who had asked. And my friends right here are all idiots so I figured they wouldn't know.

"Complex?" Momoi asked, a bit baffled. I didn't answer, letting my best friend do it instead.

"You see, our captain here has a certain love interest." Shintarou paused, letting gasps of shock fill the gap, but cut them off before they speak. "And that love interest just happened to be... someone in our team."

"Christ! Just say who Midorima." Aomine complained, looking at both of us warily.

I shrugged nonchalantly, shooting the popsicle in a trash bin nearby. "Well," when all attention were focused on me, I smirked. "I'm in love with my little brother."

It took a moment for them to register that in their heads. When it did, the reactions I got were quite satisfying. Murasakibara remained indifferent and nodded lazily, continuing on his snacks. The rest of the idiots were a mess though, something like "I will protect Tetsucchi!", "I'll keep Tetsu-kun safe!", and "I gotta hide Tetsu!"

Shintarou face palmed in the sidelines, grumbling: "this is why I don't get involved with these kind of things."

It took the both of us an hour at least to calm them down. It was an eventful walk back to the cabins.

Actually, it was an eventful night, because that same night, I received a call from my father, who was sounding really strange. It was like he was afraid for once, and trust me, he rarely is. It scared me, too. Heck, even Bokushi was silently waiting for my father's response.

What he said made the two of us lose it.

"Tetsuya... he's missing."

Does it feel rushed?

I had a bit trouble putting things together since I switched POVs. Its kind of messy, but I had cleared things out for the next one. There will be another update(s) within the next three-four days, then hiatus for a few weeks. Even my schedule's messy ('-_-)

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