Chapter 40
Kamui rocked himself back and forth. He had been in this manor for about two weeks now. If he didn't love his sister so much he'd strangle her. Danger lurked in every corner. From man-eating plants, to giant snakes, to fake doors, to changing staircases, the whole place was a death trap. It was early in the morning and he was desperately in need of some caffeine.
As if on cue, a cup of steaming hot coffee was in front of his face. Kamui took it before looking up into a familiar amber gaze. "It's not poison you know, just drink it. Though I should make you a dreamless sleep potion, this is the third night in a row I've heard you screaming my brother's name." Kamui shot the older male a glare.
"It's as plain as day that you love him and that you miss him. So why didn't you ever answer him?"
"I didn't have time to! I'm sorry I'm not like you and at the top of my game and can just do things and know when I want things!"
"Hmm." Glasses were placed on the side table, "You're wrong about that. I don't always just go do things and know what I want."
Violet eyes went wide and his face turned neon red when he saw the pajama top get flung to the nearby laundry basket. "ARE YOU MAD?!"
"Oh please, like you've never seen it before; grow up." The pajama top was replaced by a crisp, white button-up top that was tucked into black pants. A flick of the wrist summoned long navy blue robes over. "Try to be less irritable when I get back. Touya called last night, we're invited to meet his and Yukito's daughter tonight."
"Isn't Subaru going with you?"
"No. His day off and besides…" Another flick of the wrist summoned a briefcase with Lord only knows what in it. Glasses were picked up from the table.
"Do you really need those?"
"Unfortunately, yes. I don't wear them for a fashion statement."
"What's in the briefcase?"
"A change of clothes, not that it's any of your business."
Before Kamui could protest the older male had already disapparated. "Damn him and his secrets, I mean we're practically…related." Kamui shuddered; he didn't like that image.
Looking at the wall now, they were full of wizard photos. Going down the line there were over twenty of just him and Subaru; of course. Why did those amber eyes look so much…friendlier with Subaru? Even in just the single pictures of him and Hokuto; why'd he have pictures with just Hokuto anyways? Most of them were them covered in what looked like flour or sugar, but it was still there. There were also a few of him and Fuuma. Fuuma smiling as always and Seishirou looking less than amused, even at the wedding. There was a shot of the two boys and their father, whom Fuuma towered easily. A half smile was on the older brother's face. At the very end was a small, slightly faded photo. In such, Fuuma was racing around on a toy broomstick. "He was such a good flyer even then..."
In back of Fuuma zooming around on the broom, with a pair of legs that Kamui assumed belonged to his father chasing him, there was a little girl who Kamui didn't know and she was sitting next to…no way, was that smiling child on what appeared to be a piano bench Seishirou? He looked more cheerful and his eyes looked more alive in a faded photo than they did in real life. So was it possible this little girl was their late sister? Closer inspection showed Seishirou wasn't wearing glasses. Huh, didn't he need them to see? Granted, throughout the course of the five years Kamui went to school with the man, he didn't see him wear them 24/7 either. Usually when doing homework or when he was in a duel and meant business. So when exactly did he start wearing glasses and why?
"Kamui what are you doing? It's far too early for you to be awake."
"Couldn't sleep, this place gives me the creeps."
A light laugh. "Oh come now, it's not that bad. But come on then, let's get breakfast. Shame Sei-kun took off already, I much prefer his cooking."
Kamui was puzzled, Subaru was carrying himself differently. He knew that he was pregnant, but he seemed to be in a fairytale. The question was, could Kamui find that for himself?