Author's Note: First off, I'll let you know that I got somewhat inspired to write this after reading a certain Bleach Doujinshi called Tripleberry.

WARNING: Yaoi (BoyxBoy, gay sex), Incest in future chapters (there won't be quite as much as there is in that Doujinshi I mentioned, but still expect a little bit of it), gore, and so on and so forth.

CAUTION: This story contains information about a few chemical reactions—nothing you can't just look up on Youtube, honestly—But I still want to remind you that this is a Fanfiction and I caution you not to try anything you read on here. Okeedokee, thanks~

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Star Brothers

Chapter6: Fragile Heart

Mugetsu – 21 years old

Shirosaki – 18 years old

Getsuga – 18 years old

Kon – 15 years old

Ichigo – 15 years old

Dark, steely eyes stared down at the piles of paper lying atop his desk, expression blank and thin lips set into a stiff line.

Mugetsu despised paperwork.

It was completely useless in his opinion. What with technology blossoming like it was nowadays—what in the world was paper still doing around, besides cluttering up his desk!?

An irritated grunt made its way up his throat but then he took a deep breath to calm his nerves. Mugetsu retreated into his own mind and thought back to the reason WHY he was going through this nonsense.

His brothers.

He quickly moved to the far corner of his tiny studio apartment and dug around in the few boxes he'd brought with him until he found what he was looking for. Callused fingers gently caressed the hard leather of the violin case he had cradled in his lap. He let his nails absently scratch at the clasp before finally opening it to reveal his instrument.

The black paint was beginning to wear down from years of use, revealing the pale wood beneath, and there were clear patches along the neck of the violin where his fingers usually lay. A small smile danced across his lips before disappearing.

He lifted his precious violin until he could grab the paper lying beneath it. He hated touching the fragile paper for too long because he was scared he'd lose it, but he loved looking at it.

Clasped between his gentle fingers was a small photo and in that photo were seven smiling faces: him, his four brothers, and his parents. They were all looking at the camera with huge grins spread across their lips.

He sighed through his nose and ran a single finger over the photo, circling over each face that he knew and loved.

He could still hear Kon's high pitched voice as he cried to their mommy—could still see Getsuga's smirk as he set fire to their father's beard—Shirosaki's glare as he picked on Kon—and then there was Ichigo.

Mugetsu's smile came back full force when he thought of his youngest brother. The boy had been a bottomless pit of happiness. Just being around him could turn your frown upside down, almost as if he was magnet for negativity; He would suck it all away and absorb it, leaving behind nothing but good feelings.

He was pretty sure that both Kon and Ichigo wouldn't remember him because they'd been so young when they were separated, but that didn't mean he would give up!

Mugetsu snapped his gaze towards the door when he heard the doorknob turn only to stick because it was locked. He quickly placed the photo back under his instrument before closing the case and standing to his feet. It took him only about six steps before he was on the other side of the tiny studio.

Once he swung the door open, two figures immediately entered without any prompting needed.

"Welcome." Mugetsu greeted, but he only got nods in return. "Hm… I thought you guys weren't comin' by until later tonight."

Two pairs of ebony eyes locked on him and stared, making him shift uncomfortably before they starting gazing around the tiny apartment—which was still pretty much barren, except for the small pile of boxes and the sad attempt at a living room. Mugetsu had been able to get a small reclining chair as well as a 15 inch, flat screen television. But there was no cable box and no game systems set up…

Pitiful.

That was the first word that came to mind.

Mugetsu gave them a lopsided grin and nearly chuckled at their deadpanned stares.

"I figured you would've at least had everything unpacked by now… You moved in two days ago." His ever snarky and uncouth foster brother, Tensa, was the first to break the silence. Mugetsu rolled his eyes and then reached out to ruffle the shorter man's hair. Tensa visibly cringed at the treatment and quickly smacked his hand away.

"I've been busy getting all the paperwork completed for my new job, so unpacking was kinda the last thing on my mind." Mugetsu explained and looked up at his foster father just in time to see him smirk.

"You excited about tomorrow?"

Mugetsu's face split into a giant grin. He couldn't help but quiver in anticipation because tomorrow would be the first time he'd seen his brothers in 11 years!

Or so he hoped.

Previously—about 3 years ago to be exact—Mugetsu had tried to find the boys all by himself. He thought, 'How hard could it be, right?' But he'd only been able to dig up small amounts of information before completely losing track of them.

He never gave up though.

He wanted to see them so bad that it literally hurt sometimes.

When Mugetsu was younger and still in the orphanage, the stress and depression he felt at losing his family actually weakened his body and gave him a slight heart condition known as Acute Coronary Syndrome. It was one of the less severe cases, but he still wound up having a heart attack at one point. He was immediately rushed to the emergency room.

Amazingly enough the day after he returned from the hospital, a mysterious man came to adopt him. His name was Zangetsu. The man was extremely tall with light tan skin and dark waves of hair spilled over his shoulders while a few strands fell across his face to hide away his scruffy face. He also wore these flashy looking sunglasses making him even more mysterious-looking.

The man was odd, but Mugetsu never complained. He was grateful to Zangetsu for taking him in. It helped fill the some of the loneliness he felt after losing his whole family.

A few months later and his stress levels had nearly gone away. His new foster father was a very patient and understanding man, and, while Tensa acted like a spoiled brat sometimes, his new brother was always there to lend an ear.

Skip forward a few years and 18 year old Mugetsu finally decided to take some real action in finding his brothers.

Without letting Zangetsu know, he'd snuck away and took a bus to travel back to his home town in Karakura. Mugetsu visited every orphanage in the area to see if they had any records of his brothers, but he couldn't find anything. Not a damn thing.

It was really odd and a little suspicious.

Of course, Zangetsu freaked out when he realized his adopted son had run away. He phoned the police and a few days later Mugetsu found himself being shoved in the back of a police cruiser.

Funny thing was, the cop ended up being the same woman from the night his parents were taken.

Yoruichi Shihouin.

She'd recognized him after he started talking to her, and they had a long conversation about what he was up to. She said she was more than willing to help out—and she actually knew where a couple of his brothers were living.

He'd begged her to tell him, but she wouldn't cough up the information.

She'd only smirked at him and said to wait just a little while longer.

Mugetsu didn't know what she meant until a few months ago.

Yoruichi had showed up at his doorstep with papers saying he could get a position teaching at a high school. Of course, he always wanted to be an Art professor—and she knew that—so Mugetsu was absolutely giddy about the offer, but it gets better! Yoruichi told him that she'd also arranged for his brothers to attend the high school as well.

Let's just say Mugetsu's poor, fragile heart almost popped from the shock.

He looked up at Zangetsu with a huge grin and quickly jumped forward to give him a big bear hug. Tensa chuckled at the shocked look on his father's face and quickly picked up the fallen sunglasses before they could get crushed when Mugetsu started spinning.

"I'm so fucking excited!" Mugetsu exclaimed once he finally put the man down. "Not only do I get to teach an art class but it's gonna be at the same school with my long lost brothers!"

Tensa scoffed and flipped back the piece of his short, curly black locks that always fell in his face.

"I feel like we should be filming your life for a soap opera…"

Mugetsu laughed and ruffled his hair again, knowing how much it agitated the older male.

"You guys wanna go out to eat?"

Zangetsu shook his head and then reached out to take back his glasses.

"No, it's fine. We just wanted to stop by and make sure you were okay. We'll come by tomorrow as well to see how your first day went."

Tensa nodded and clasped Mugetsu's shoulder encouragingly, making the taller man beam at them.

"You guys are the best. Thanks for everything, old man."

The eldest of them nodded and then turned towards the door, signaling their departure. Tensa patted his shoulder one last time before following his father out the door.

Mugetsu's smile stayed fitted to his face as he closed and locked the door but it dropped as soon as he turned and spotted the papers he had yet to fill out.

"Dammit… Those little jerks better be there tomorrow." He grumbled but his eyes softened when fond memories flooded his mind.

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TBC

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I know these chapters are rather uneventful…

And sorry if this chapter was rushed and a little hard to read

I wanted to kinda quickly run through the basics of his life before jumping to the next person

But don't worry the next chapter is actually where the excitement begins!

Also, if anyone's interested in being my Beta just send me a message

Thanks guys! And I really appreciate all the reviews and follows!

Also FYI: If you're interested in seeing what the brothers all look like, I went ahead and illustrated them. It's on the story's cover