3.
"So...it's Saturday morning. What do you want to do?" I asked Takeru as he placed his cereal bowl in the sink. He looked back at me and rubbed his hands together. He thought for a moment and then grinned.
"Cartoons." He informed me before turning and walking out of the kitchen into the living room. Takeru planted himself on the couch, he would be there for hours. It was pointless to bother him while he was in cartoon land. Sighing I raised my blue vision to the ceiling.
"Cartoons. Of course cartoons." With an indignant snort I sat the newspaper down on the table in front of me and joined T.K. in the living room. A stuffed animal was dancing around on the screen singing in a high girlish voice about why you should buy it. It's main merchandising factor was 'I say 10 different things!'. Well good for you stupid bear, I say a hell of a lot more. The things people tried to sell now-a-days. T.K. stared intently at the screen oblivious to the fact that I'd even joined him in the room. Like I said...pointless.
"Couldn't we do something else? Something I don't know, not involving dancing stuffed-"
Takeru placed a hand over my mouth and made a shushing noise.
"Shhhh, this is my favorite show." He informed me. I shook my head, he lowered his hand from my mouth and went back to focusing on the show. I leaned back against the couch putting my arms behind my head and closed my eyes. If nothing else productive came out of the day atleast I could get a little rest. I opened an eye slightly looking at my younger brother, he had a bemused grin painted on his face. His blue eyes had gazed over slightly hair fell into his eyes finally shaken from its helmet clinging form from a full nights sleep. He apparantly didn't feel my eyes on him as he didn't look back.
"I love you." I reminded him. He nodded absentmindedly.
"Yea, yea love you too." I groaned grabbing the TV remote from his hand. I turned it off and sat the remote on the endtable beside me. Out of his reach. T.K. looked at me confused. In an attempt to get his show back he tried to lean over me and grab the remote and I grabbed him around the waist and pushed him back into his seat.
"What are you doing Yama-kun?" He questioned, a completely puzzled expression gracing his familiar features. I sighed and turned sideways on the couch to face him. He stared at me almost worried, or maybe even scared. I didn't know what to do so I just did what felt right. I reached out to him, caressing his cheek gently with a thumb. The puzzled look didn't leave his face, his eyes widened in surprise. I couldn't resist the tiniest of smirks at his reaction.
"I love you." I repeated placing my other hand on the opposite side of his face so that I could cradle his head in my hands. He gasped slightly but there was no resistance in that thin body. Of course it was likely that he was in such a state of shock that he couldn't convince himself to push me away. Either way I wasn't going to let this opportunity slip through my fingers like so many had before. No I wasn't going to waste anymore time. I leaned closer to him resting my forehead against his, I could feel his breath in short quick spurts hitting my lips. Closing my eyes I tilted my head to the side and pressed my lips softly against his. He heaved against my mouth his hands rose to rest on my chest. But he didn't push me away, he complied well enough with my advancements which was a surprise all in it's own.
"Ishida? What the hell are you doing?" I pulled away from Takeru who continued staring at me in such shock that he couldn't even blink. Taichi was standing in the doorway.
"Is this what you call bonding?" He yelled. I flushed and grabbed T.K. up by his shirt.
"Go to my room. You don't need to hear this." He opened his mouth to protest and I quieted him quickly brushing his hair away from his face. "Just do it...okay?"
He nodded hesitantly and left the room. I turned to confront Tai. The brunette stared at me from the doorway, his hands clenched into tight fists, eyes almost flashing with anger...or disgust one.
"Look-" I started, but before I could even get the words out Taichi had grabbed me by the collar.
"I don't want to hear about it." He spat out through gritted teeth, I couldn't persuade my body to fight back. I just stood there slackly staring at him. Waiting for him to leave. "You are disgusting." Tai informed me throwing me sideways into the Grandfather clock sitting in the corner. I winced as the glass broke cutting narrow slashes into my back and bloodying my shirt. Taichi said nothing more. He just left and I sat there bleeding and ashamed. My chest heaved in pain, my brain racked up his words. Registering the meaning, 'You are disgusting'. It repeated over and over again in my head like a mantra...or a chant until I couldn't take it anymore. I was disgusting. I was revolting. I loved my own brother. It was wrong. I pulled my knees up to my chin and buried my face in my arms. Then I cried.
"So...it's Saturday morning. What do you want to do?" I asked Takeru as he placed his cereal bowl in the sink. He looked back at me and rubbed his hands together. He thought for a moment and then grinned.
"Cartoons." He informed me before turning and walking out of the kitchen into the living room. Takeru planted himself on the couch, he would be there for hours. It was pointless to bother him while he was in cartoon land. Sighing I raised my blue vision to the ceiling.
"Cartoons. Of course cartoons." With an indignant snort I sat the newspaper down on the table in front of me and joined T.K. in the living room. A stuffed animal was dancing around on the screen singing in a high girlish voice about why you should buy it. It's main merchandising factor was 'I say 10 different things!'. Well good for you stupid bear, I say a hell of a lot more. The things people tried to sell now-a-days. T.K. stared intently at the screen oblivious to the fact that I'd even joined him in the room. Like I said...pointless.
"Couldn't we do something else? Something I don't know, not involving dancing stuffed-"
Takeru placed a hand over my mouth and made a shushing noise.
"Shhhh, this is my favorite show." He informed me. I shook my head, he lowered his hand from my mouth and went back to focusing on the show. I leaned back against the couch putting my arms behind my head and closed my eyes. If nothing else productive came out of the day atleast I could get a little rest. I opened an eye slightly looking at my younger brother, he had a bemused grin painted on his face. His blue eyes had gazed over slightly hair fell into his eyes finally shaken from its helmet clinging form from a full nights sleep. He apparantly didn't feel my eyes on him as he didn't look back.
"I love you." I reminded him. He nodded absentmindedly.
"Yea, yea love you too." I groaned grabbing the TV remote from his hand. I turned it off and sat the remote on the endtable beside me. Out of his reach. T.K. looked at me confused. In an attempt to get his show back he tried to lean over me and grab the remote and I grabbed him around the waist and pushed him back into his seat.
"What are you doing Yama-kun?" He questioned, a completely puzzled expression gracing his familiar features. I sighed and turned sideways on the couch to face him. He stared at me almost worried, or maybe even scared. I didn't know what to do so I just did what felt right. I reached out to him, caressing his cheek gently with a thumb. The puzzled look didn't leave his face, his eyes widened in surprise. I couldn't resist the tiniest of smirks at his reaction.
"I love you." I repeated placing my other hand on the opposite side of his face so that I could cradle his head in my hands. He gasped slightly but there was no resistance in that thin body. Of course it was likely that he was in such a state of shock that he couldn't convince himself to push me away. Either way I wasn't going to let this opportunity slip through my fingers like so many had before. No I wasn't going to waste anymore time. I leaned closer to him resting my forehead against his, I could feel his breath in short quick spurts hitting my lips. Closing my eyes I tilted my head to the side and pressed my lips softly against his. He heaved against my mouth his hands rose to rest on my chest. But he didn't push me away, he complied well enough with my advancements which was a surprise all in it's own.
"Ishida? What the hell are you doing?" I pulled away from Takeru who continued staring at me in such shock that he couldn't even blink. Taichi was standing in the doorway.
"Is this what you call bonding?" He yelled. I flushed and grabbed T.K. up by his shirt.
"Go to my room. You don't need to hear this." He opened his mouth to protest and I quieted him quickly brushing his hair away from his face. "Just do it...okay?"
He nodded hesitantly and left the room. I turned to confront Tai. The brunette stared at me from the doorway, his hands clenched into tight fists, eyes almost flashing with anger...or disgust one.
"Look-" I started, but before I could even get the words out Taichi had grabbed me by the collar.
"I don't want to hear about it." He spat out through gritted teeth, I couldn't persuade my body to fight back. I just stood there slackly staring at him. Waiting for him to leave. "You are disgusting." Tai informed me throwing me sideways into the Grandfather clock sitting in the corner. I winced as the glass broke cutting narrow slashes into my back and bloodying my shirt. Taichi said nothing more. He just left and I sat there bleeding and ashamed. My chest heaved in pain, my brain racked up his words. Registering the meaning, 'You are disgusting'. It repeated over and over again in my head like a mantra...or a chant until I couldn't take it anymore. I was disgusting. I was revolting. I loved my own brother. It was wrong. I pulled my knees up to my chin and buried my face in my arms. Then I cried.