AN: Inspired by Piasora's "Hypnotizing Viridian Eyes" and The Tesseract Seraph's "Lost Letters" (more specifically chapter 9 of that fic). bows I just had to get this one out, much respect to you guys and your ideas.

Warning: Spoilers for Xenosaga Episode II (though the catnip thing is my own creation), minor theorizing on Jr.'s part.


Chapter One: Older Brother

Eyes of sapphire blue roamed over her figure, no longer dressed in the drab beige with purple/black lines dress of Vector. With the removal of that outfit, it seemed as the nerdy glasses-wearing woman had disappeared, leaving behind an almost ethereal figure, dressed in kaki capris, brown flats, a red spaghetti-strap tanktop covered by an odd Vector-looking jacket…

"Jr.?" Blinking suddenly, Jr. shook his head and looked up at Shion, who was looking down at him with a worried expression on her face. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Nodding, Shion turned around and swiftly retreated, the straps of her jacket flying behind her. The fire-haired U.R.T.V sighed and put a hand behind his head.

Why can't I get rid of this nagging feeling? On the surface she looks like a normal human, but… His mind flashed back to when the Song of Nephilim had been playing its deadly tune.

Don't you guys hear it? A…a song? Only U.R.T.V.s and Realians could hear this fatal melody, and if it was broadcast on the proper frequency, humans too…

Not even the enhanced humans living on the Foundation and on the Durandal could hear it…for that matter, none of the Realians could hear anything either. Jr. strongly suspected that the Song of Nephilim was only effective when it was broadcast on the proper wavelengths…but before its destruction, it seemed like only a select few could hear the lethal requiem…as it was being broadcast only for them.

I shouldn't have told Gaignun about what Shion did. Knowing him, he's probably going to try something...The link between Jr. and his younger brother was deeper than most people thought it was, but it wasn't as complex as the one that tied him to his other half. Despite the distance between them, the two could never be free of each other, both mentally and physically. If Albedo died, he would die, and if he died, Albedo would die…

No! Shaking his head, Jr. attempted to clear out the morbid thoughts that had come over him. His blue eyes sought out Shion's form once more, finding her standing next to MOMO, admiring the 100-Series Realian's new weapon. It's hard to see her as a woman, yet it's not hard seeing her as a mother. She's always fretting about us…and she accepted Gaignun and I from the very beginning. Well, at least me anyway…The strained relationship between Shion and Gaignun had taken him a while to pick up on and it worried Jr. When Gaignun got single-minded about something, absolutely nothing would distract him until he could achieve his goal, a trait that had endured ever since he had been created.

It had also gotten them into a world of trouble with Dimtri once. A smile crossed the redhead's lips. That whole episode with the cat Gaignun, the catnip plant, Albedo and Nigredo getting into a fight which resulted in Albedo shoving catnip leaves down his younger brother's throat…Too bad they hadn't known Nigredo had an allergy to catnip. By the time the youngest U.R.T.V. had gotten rid of his rashes, he had only one thing in mind…revenge! Jr. suppressed a shudder. When you got Nigredo mad, he turned…creepy.

Why do I feel I should be worried for her? Jr. dropped his gaze to the ground. Gaignun…Gaignun wouldn't hurt her. So then…why? An irrational fear was gripping him, sinking its claws deep into his flesh. Oddly enough, it was not for his younger brother, now a grown man, but for the slender young brunette. Looking up, he no longer saw the object of his musings, she had disappeared as if she was fog and the morning sun had burned her away.

I should leave it alone… Yet suddenly, Jr. found himself moving forward, his mouth asking Ziggy where Shion had gone, and his feet running in the direction the cyborg had pointed.


AN: Next chapter...Gaignun's P.O.V. R&R!