Sibling Rivalry
Disclaimer: Anyone who says I own any rights whatsoever Fushigi Yuugi is either lying, an idiot or both the former.
I realise the formatting has been crappy of late. I've tried to fix it, and it should be okay now.
Tobias pulled away from Akira, determined to at least attempt to explain the situation to him. He had been putting it off for an hour, and his parents would be home soon.
"Are you okay?" Akira asked, reading Tobias' worried expression.
"Yes..." Tobias said, trailing off. He had no idea what to say. "Akira?" Akira nodded and he looked into Tobias' amber eyes, proving his deep interest in whatever his Tobias had to say.
"Well... oh, stuff this. I'm moving into your room," said Tobias, with uncharacteristic bluntness.
"I don't understand..." Tobias rolled his eyes and snorted derisively. Normally he wouldn't be so temperamental, but he had a fair amount of stress upon him, and it was taking a toll on his emotions.
Akira looked very hurt, and sighed gently. It seemed to be an expression of some deep feelings.
"Sorry..." Tobias said quickly, upon seeing the expression of emotional pain in Akira's icy eyes. It was clear he had unwittingly touched on an issue that was as important to his boyfriend as it was to him.
"No... it's alright..." sighed Akira. "I am no good, after all."
"I don't think so. I like you," Tobias said. Akira smiled and tried to pull him close, but he was pushed away.
"No... I need to tell you this," Tobias said. He realised that he had no way of conveying what he wanted to Akira, at least verbally. He smiled as an idea struck him. He picked up his bag, and showed it to Akira, who nodded.
"Suitcase," he said. Tobias was surprised he knew the word, but then realised he must have learnt it at the airport. The former shogun had not lost his intelligence and quick wits.
"Yes, that's right," he said. He picked up the suitcase, and pointed to the door that closed what was now Akira's room from sight.
Akira frowned and Tobias repeated the motion. Finally, the blue-eyed teenager understood.
"You... my room?" asked Akira, trying to reaffirm what he had realised.
"Yes!" Tobias said. He realised this had been quite a big step, a language barrier was not as difficult to overcome as it seemed. However, he was pulled sharply from his happy thoughts by a quiet question from Akira.
"Why?"
"Oh... Mia... told me to go away," explained Tobias sadly. He hated the current situation with his sister. She was someone that he had never totally understood, but she was still his sister.
"Sorry... please..." faltered Akira.
"Please what?"
"Um... come in?" the sixteen year old asked.
"Oh... no, it's go in," replied Tobias.
"Ah! Go in." Tobias realised that Akira would have no trouble learning more English, if he wished to. Then he opened the door, and entered his room.
It was spotless. Akira seemed to be a total clean freak. Everything shone, and even the things in Akira's suitcase were folded neatly. His dirty clothes were nowhere to be seen, unlike a usual teenage room.
"Uh... it's clean," Tobias said. It wasn't that his room was dirty usually, but it had a healthy layer of dust on the furniture and a few clothes that had missed yesterday's wash on the floor.
Akira gave him a happy look. "I like clean room," he stated.
"I can see that..."
"Good," said Akira. "Now... where sleep?"
"Oh... there's... uh... no room," stammered Tobias, blushing furiously. He indicated the single bed in the middle of the room, that Akira obviously used. A little teddy was poking out of the covers, blissfully oblivious to the complete discomfort of the room's two other occupants.
There was a long silence. Akira's pale face had now started to form a pink tinge. Tobias, who for some reason was cursed with a tendency to blush easily, was as red as a beetroot.
"It's... okay," Akira said, finally. "I don't mind." Tobias felt relief flood his body, and his cheeks go back to their normal colour.
"Good," he said. "I..." Tobias flushed again at the thought of what he was trying to say.
"I understand," interrupted Akira.
"Good," Tobias repeated.
Just then, there was a loud sound of a key being turned in a lock, and Mr and Mrs Henderson could be heard talking. The door swung open quietly, and Tobias rushed to greet his parents. Mia watched at the keyhole of her room, gloating. This show was going to be better than any of her brother's opera auditions.
"Hello mum, hi dad," Tobias said, what he hoped was a winning smile on his face.
"Alright, who are you and what have you done with my son?" joked Mrs Henderson. Tobias cackled, and Akira, who was at the end of the hallway, was given a strong reminder of Tomo.
"That's it. Hand him back over, you witch," said Mr Henderson, laughing.
"Oh, shut up. You know I always laugh like that. I can't help it," replied Tobias in a defensive tone. He decided he was doing well in mission "Distract the parents". Mia, behind her door, started to bite her nails, and then internally tell herself off.
"Yes, I know. Look, Tobias, we're not stupid. What did you break this time?" Mrs Henderson said, exasperated.
Dammit, Tobias thought. Now I'm going to have to find something broken. He and Mia tended to break things, when arguments got too tough to settle with words, flying plates generally helped. "Uh... um... nothing," he said finally.
"Let me guess... the oven... No? The door? No... Your sister?"
"How can I break my sister?" Tobias asked. "No, for once I haven't broken anything. I..."
"You what?" asked his parents.
"I..."
"Uh... Tobias, are you alright?" Akira asked. He had joined the little party.
"Yes, yes, I'm fine." Akira grinned.
"Then we go to room?" he asked, completely oblivious to Tobias' warning looks.
"'Room?'" Mr Henderson asked suspiciously. "Room? Oh, no, he meant rooms, kaka," laughed Tobias nervously. Mia realised this could be the perfect time to exact her "get Akira" plan.
"Uh... sorry mum, urgent conference," she said, by way of an excuse. Her parents gave her a look, but let her drag Tobias' into her room. Akira started a rather disjointed conversation with Mr Henderson about cats, which he seemed to be able to describe quite efficiently. Mr Henderson was looking deeply bored.
"Uh, thanks Mia," Tobias said.
"My pleasure. You know how I hate to see you uncomfortable," drawled Mia.
"Ha ha, very funny," remarked Tobias.
"Hey, you laughed properly!"
"Oh, shut up."
"Alright then," replied Mia. She turned away from her brother and crossed her legs.
"Look, Mia, seriously, what should I do?" Tobias asked after a moment of silence.
"Well... why should I help?" his sister asked.
"I... you're right, you have no obligation to help me..." the amber eyed boy admitted.
"Still, I feel like it," cut in Mia.
"Why?"
"Because I think you're absolutely pathetic, frankly. Plus, it's not your... uh... preference I have a problem with, it's Akira."
"Oh... look, I'm really sorry and -" Tobias was stopped by Mia.
"Not part of this conversation. This conversation is about who the hell you're going to explain to our parents that you are sharing quarters with Akira. Now, there's the obvious number one."
"What? Mum, I'm gay and in love with the exchange student?"
"Then again, I could take you back in here," Mia said, ignoring her brother. "At a price." Mia seemed to be enjoying 'helping'.
"What price?" Tobias asked.
"Just Akira," she said off-handedly.
"WHAT? He's not an object to be traded!" Tobias had stood up, hands on hips and an expression of outrage on his face.
"Maybe so..." pondered Mia. "But if you would just leave him alone, not even speak to him at all, that would be enough."
"You've been planning this, haven't you?" asked Tobias. He was furious, Mia had backed him into a corner, and he couldn't see any way out.
"Well, as soon as you told me I realised there was a chance you'd take him away. So yes, I've been planning this," Mia replied matter-of-factly. It was all Tobias could do to stop himself from breaking her nose. He knew that Mia had backed him into a corner that he wouldn't be getting out of in a hurry.
"Bitch," he whispered, using profanity that was extremely rare for him. "You've left me no choice."
"I know, I didn't intend to leave you a choice."
"Then... I shall not talk to Akira," Tobias said.
"Nor touch him nor communicate in any way."
"Nor touch him nor communicate in any way." Mia had realised what he had intended to do, Akira wasn't really a talker.
"Good, nice bargaining with you," Mia said cheerfully. "Now, there's that little matter of parents to smooth over. I'll distract them, you move your stuff."
"Fine," spat Tobias.
Thanks for all the reviews. Skippy, trust me, Mia is going to be okay in the end. I couldn't be too mean to her.
Disclaimer: Anyone who says I own any rights whatsoever Fushigi Yuugi is either lying, an idiot or both the former.
I realise the formatting has been crappy of late. I've tried to fix it, and it should be okay now.
Tobias pulled away from Akira, determined to at least attempt to explain the situation to him. He had been putting it off for an hour, and his parents would be home soon.
"Are you okay?" Akira asked, reading Tobias' worried expression.
"Yes..." Tobias said, trailing off. He had no idea what to say. "Akira?" Akira nodded and he looked into Tobias' amber eyes, proving his deep interest in whatever his Tobias had to say.
"Well... oh, stuff this. I'm moving into your room," said Tobias, with uncharacteristic bluntness.
"I don't understand..." Tobias rolled his eyes and snorted derisively. Normally he wouldn't be so temperamental, but he had a fair amount of stress upon him, and it was taking a toll on his emotions.
Akira looked very hurt, and sighed gently. It seemed to be an expression of some deep feelings.
"Sorry..." Tobias said quickly, upon seeing the expression of emotional pain in Akira's icy eyes. It was clear he had unwittingly touched on an issue that was as important to his boyfriend as it was to him.
"No... it's alright..." sighed Akira. "I am no good, after all."
"I don't think so. I like you," Tobias said. Akira smiled and tried to pull him close, but he was pushed away.
"No... I need to tell you this," Tobias said. He realised that he had no way of conveying what he wanted to Akira, at least verbally. He smiled as an idea struck him. He picked up his bag, and showed it to Akira, who nodded.
"Suitcase," he said. Tobias was surprised he knew the word, but then realised he must have learnt it at the airport. The former shogun had not lost his intelligence and quick wits.
"Yes, that's right," he said. He picked up the suitcase, and pointed to the door that closed what was now Akira's room from sight.
Akira frowned and Tobias repeated the motion. Finally, the blue-eyed teenager understood.
"You... my room?" asked Akira, trying to reaffirm what he had realised.
"Yes!" Tobias said. He realised this had been quite a big step, a language barrier was not as difficult to overcome as it seemed. However, he was pulled sharply from his happy thoughts by a quiet question from Akira.
"Why?"
"Oh... Mia... told me to go away," explained Tobias sadly. He hated the current situation with his sister. She was someone that he had never totally understood, but she was still his sister.
"Sorry... please..." faltered Akira.
"Please what?"
"Um... come in?" the sixteen year old asked.
"Oh... no, it's go in," replied Tobias.
"Ah! Go in." Tobias realised that Akira would have no trouble learning more English, if he wished to. Then he opened the door, and entered his room.
It was spotless. Akira seemed to be a total clean freak. Everything shone, and even the things in Akira's suitcase were folded neatly. His dirty clothes were nowhere to be seen, unlike a usual teenage room.
"Uh... it's clean," Tobias said. It wasn't that his room was dirty usually, but it had a healthy layer of dust on the furniture and a few clothes that had missed yesterday's wash on the floor.
Akira gave him a happy look. "I like clean room," he stated.
"I can see that..."
"Good," said Akira. "Now... where sleep?"
"Oh... there's... uh... no room," stammered Tobias, blushing furiously. He indicated the single bed in the middle of the room, that Akira obviously used. A little teddy was poking out of the covers, blissfully oblivious to the complete discomfort of the room's two other occupants.
There was a long silence. Akira's pale face had now started to form a pink tinge. Tobias, who for some reason was cursed with a tendency to blush easily, was as red as a beetroot.
"It's... okay," Akira said, finally. "I don't mind." Tobias felt relief flood his body, and his cheeks go back to their normal colour.
"Good," he said. "I..." Tobias flushed again at the thought of what he was trying to say.
"I understand," interrupted Akira.
"Good," Tobias repeated.
Just then, there was a loud sound of a key being turned in a lock, and Mr and Mrs Henderson could be heard talking. The door swung open quietly, and Tobias rushed to greet his parents. Mia watched at the keyhole of her room, gloating. This show was going to be better than any of her brother's opera auditions.
"Hello mum, hi dad," Tobias said, what he hoped was a winning smile on his face.
"Alright, who are you and what have you done with my son?" joked Mrs Henderson. Tobias cackled, and Akira, who was at the end of the hallway, was given a strong reminder of Tomo.
"That's it. Hand him back over, you witch," said Mr Henderson, laughing.
"Oh, shut up. You know I always laugh like that. I can't help it," replied Tobias in a defensive tone. He decided he was doing well in mission "Distract the parents". Mia, behind her door, started to bite her nails, and then internally tell herself off.
"Yes, I know. Look, Tobias, we're not stupid. What did you break this time?" Mrs Henderson said, exasperated.
Dammit, Tobias thought. Now I'm going to have to find something broken. He and Mia tended to break things, when arguments got too tough to settle with words, flying plates generally helped. "Uh... um... nothing," he said finally.
"Let me guess... the oven... No? The door? No... Your sister?"
"How can I break my sister?" Tobias asked. "No, for once I haven't broken anything. I..."
"You what?" asked his parents.
"I..."
"Uh... Tobias, are you alright?" Akira asked. He had joined the little party.
"Yes, yes, I'm fine." Akira grinned.
"Then we go to room?" he asked, completely oblivious to Tobias' warning looks.
"'Room?'" Mr Henderson asked suspiciously. "Room? Oh, no, he meant rooms, kaka," laughed Tobias nervously. Mia realised this could be the perfect time to exact her "get Akira" plan.
"Uh... sorry mum, urgent conference," she said, by way of an excuse. Her parents gave her a look, but let her drag Tobias' into her room. Akira started a rather disjointed conversation with Mr Henderson about cats, which he seemed to be able to describe quite efficiently. Mr Henderson was looking deeply bored.
"Uh, thanks Mia," Tobias said.
"My pleasure. You know how I hate to see you uncomfortable," drawled Mia.
"Ha ha, very funny," remarked Tobias.
"Hey, you laughed properly!"
"Oh, shut up."
"Alright then," replied Mia. She turned away from her brother and crossed her legs.
"Look, Mia, seriously, what should I do?" Tobias asked after a moment of silence.
"Well... why should I help?" his sister asked.
"I... you're right, you have no obligation to help me..." the amber eyed boy admitted.
"Still, I feel like it," cut in Mia.
"Why?"
"Because I think you're absolutely pathetic, frankly. Plus, it's not your... uh... preference I have a problem with, it's Akira."
"Oh... look, I'm really sorry and -" Tobias was stopped by Mia.
"Not part of this conversation. This conversation is about who the hell you're going to explain to our parents that you are sharing quarters with Akira. Now, there's the obvious number one."
"What? Mum, I'm gay and in love with the exchange student?"
"Then again, I could take you back in here," Mia said, ignoring her brother. "At a price." Mia seemed to be enjoying 'helping'.
"What price?" Tobias asked.
"Just Akira," she said off-handedly.
"WHAT? He's not an object to be traded!" Tobias had stood up, hands on hips and an expression of outrage on his face.
"Maybe so..." pondered Mia. "But if you would just leave him alone, not even speak to him at all, that would be enough."
"You've been planning this, haven't you?" asked Tobias. He was furious, Mia had backed him into a corner, and he couldn't see any way out.
"Well, as soon as you told me I realised there was a chance you'd take him away. So yes, I've been planning this," Mia replied matter-of-factly. It was all Tobias could do to stop himself from breaking her nose. He knew that Mia had backed him into a corner that he wouldn't be getting out of in a hurry.
"Bitch," he whispered, using profanity that was extremely rare for him. "You've left me no choice."
"I know, I didn't intend to leave you a choice."
"Then... I shall not talk to Akira," Tobias said.
"Nor touch him nor communicate in any way."
"Nor touch him nor communicate in any way." Mia had realised what he had intended to do, Akira wasn't really a talker.
"Good, nice bargaining with you," Mia said cheerfully. "Now, there's that little matter of parents to smooth over. I'll distract them, you move your stuff."
"Fine," spat Tobias.
Thanks for all the reviews. Skippy, trust me, Mia is going to be okay in the end. I couldn't be too mean to her.
